"Mooooooogggggwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiii," Gizmo sang from his seat in Faith's car. He clapped happily as the car stopped outside the motel.
"Stay there for a moment, k?" Faith said, getting out of the car. She went around to the back and retrieved his cage, then opened the passenger side and unbuckling Gizmo's seatbelt.
"Just for a moment," she promised.
Gizmo nodded, and climbed in, eyes wide as he looked around for the brief few moments he had before Faith put the curtain over the cage.
She smilef as he started singing quietly to himself, and she grabbed her bag with her other hand and headed for the room.
Sam & Dean
Sam held the door open for her when he saw her coming.
"Awesome! Shower time!" Dean exclaimed, heading straight for the bathroom.
He hadn't showered in a few days...
Faith
Faith set Gizmo down on the bed carefully, then opened the cage, coaxing the creature to come out.
She looked up at Sam and smiled faintly.
"Think I forgot how tiring driving actually is."
Gizmo was climbing into her lap.
Sam
Sam collapsed on the other bed, dumping his bag nearby.
"Yeah, I'm glad for the break from it since Dean's been back," he admitted.
Faith
"Still, Faith time is nice."
Faith paused.
"You know, on occasion."
Sam
"You're just glad to be rid of me, aren't you?" Sam teased with a grin.
Faith
Faith looked over at him, smirking slightly.
"Well, you're the one sitting over on that bed, so maybe you're glad to be rid of me."
Sam
Sam indicated Gizmo.
"Apparently there's no room for me now that there's a new man in your life," he defended.
Faith
"Awww, you know you're still my number one," Faith said, grinning at him.
She set Gizmo down beside her.
Sam
"Just as well, I'd feel rejected," Sam pouted, eyes still on Gizmo.
"Hey Giz."
Faith
Gizmo jumped and waved at Sam.
"Sam! Sam! Sam!" he exclaimed.
Faith grinned.
Sam
"That was quick, he knows my name!" Sam looked at Faith incredulously, leaning over to scratch behind his ears.
Faith
Faith grinned sheepishly.
"I may have been telling him about you."
Sam
"Oh," Sam nodded.
"Should I be worried?" he asked Gizmo more than Faith.
Faith
Gizmo clapped again. "Sam!"
Faith laughed.
"Yep, you should be."
Sam
"I think if it were anything bad, he wouldn't be this happy to make my aquaintance," Sam mused, looking up as he heard the shower turn off.
Faith
"You never know, he might be odd," Faith said.
Gizmo snuggled into Faith's arms further.
"Moooogwaaaai!"
Sam
"Or he could just like me," Sam poked his tongue out.
Faith
"Nah, never happen."
Faith stood in front of Sam and grinned cheekily.
Sam
Sam pulled her down onto his lap.
"Were you enticed by my tongue?" he asked cheekily.
Faith
"It has been a major factor in your seduction of me."
Faith grinned.
Gizmo tugged on Sam's shirt.
Sam & Dean
Sam chuckled, pulling her in for a kiss. Meanwhile, Dean emerged from the bathroom in a towel with dripping wet hair and stopped at the sight of them.
"Don't make me turn the hose on you two," he grimaced, before going to the sink.
Faith
Faith giggled into Sam's mouth, then pulled away.
"I can't help that he loves kissing me."
She nodded.
"I'm kissable."
Dean
"No denials here," Dean said absently, shaking his head and sending water from his hair in all directions.
Faith
Faith returned her attention back to Sam when she was distracted by a small cry of pain from Gizmo, as the water touched his back.
"Giz?"
His back appeared to be bubbling underneath the skin.
Sam & Dean
"Uh oh," Sam jumped back, giving Gizmo more room on the bed.
"What the hell?" Dean frowned, walking over to the bed.
He was half tempted to reach for his dagger, but Sam and Faith didn't seem inclined to, so...
Faith
Gizmo was still making pained noises before suddenly stopping, three balls of fluff laying on the bed next to him.
Faith bent down and reached out for Gizmo, who crawled closer to her, making scared noises.
The balls of fluff seemed to be uncurling and getting larger.
"What the hell?"
Sam & Dean
"...Wow," Sam's eyes widened.
"Seriously, what the hell is that thing?" Dean was getting more annoyed with every passing silent second.
"So we shouldn't get him wet in case he multiplies?" Sam looked confused.
Faith
"I guess so. The Mogwai way of reproducing?"
Faith lifted the scared Gizmo into her arms and he clutched at her shirt.
"The guy did say not to get him wet."
Sam & Dean
"He seems scared... and they don't look much like him," Sam noted one of the three new arrivals had a black mohawk.
"GUYS!"
"Mogwai, Dean," Sam huffed, "Faith's new pet."
"...Oh," Dean nodded, as if it were an everyday thing to hear.
Faith
Gizmo pointed at the three new arrivals on the bed, and he squeaked, eyes round with fear.
"Hey, Giz, it's ok," Faith soothed, petting him gently.
The three new mogwai's sat up, smiling cheekily, while Gizmo just made more whimpering noises.
Dean
"Well, they're not riding in my car," Dean put his foot down vocally, heading back to the bathroom to change out of his towel.
Faith
"I do have my car," Faith pointed out.
One of the new mogwai's made a motion of slitting his throat to Gizmo, and Gizmo whimpered again.
Sam
Sam frowned, noticing the motion.
"Something's not right..." he stated the obvious, tilting his head a little.
Faith
Faith made a move to set Gizmo down when he let out a louder cry.
"Ok, ok, Giz, it's ok. I won't put you down, ok?"
Gizmo kept clutching at her shirt.
"So, what do we do with those three?"
The one who had threatened Gizmo was laughing.
Sam
"Maybe we should put them in the bathroom for tonight... and think it over in the morning," Sam suggested, scrathing his head.
"I don't know about you, but I'm too tired to think right now."
Faith
"Same."
Faith looked at Sam for a second.
"I don't think I can put Giz down, he's too shaky... could you take them in?"
Sam & Dean
"Sure" Sam nodded, not exactly sure how he was going to do it but agreeing to nonetheless.
He stood from the bed.
"Come on guys."
He noticed the 'leader' of the trio growling at him menacingly, and decided to deal witht he other two first. He picked them up one by one, and was halfway to the bathroom when one of the two sunk their teeth int his arm.
"Ah!" he exclaimed, dropping the other one while the first still had a grip.
It eventually let go and dropped to the floor, running to hide under the bed. The second one had disappeared, and the leader was chuckling.
"Did you see where it went?" Sam asked Faith, holding his arm.
Faith
Gizmo was pointing and making noise, trying to alert their attention.
"I'm guessing it went under the bed," Faith said, her eyes following Gizmo's pointing.
Sam & Dean
"Great," Sam grunted.
"Now what?" Dean demanded, walking out of the bathroom with his jeans on.
Something scooted under his les, into the bathroom, tripping him over. He landed with his hands on the sink, upright but pissed.
"Close the door!" Sam exclaimed, pushing past to pull it closed before Dean could anyway.
"Why?" Dean frowned.
"We're trying to get them in there. One down, two to go."
Faith
"Sam! Sam!" Gizmo cried, pointing again.
Faith followed the direction and started to bend down, but the closer Gizmo got to the ground, the more he started to shake.
Sam & Dean
"I know Giz, I know."
"Giz?" Dean had confusion apparently plastered on his face.
"Yeah. Gizmo. His name. Don't look at me!" Sam said defensively.
Faith
Faith hid her grin and focused on calming Gizmo down.
"It's ok, Giz, Sam's looking after it."
Gizmo whimpered as a blur of white and brown skidded across the room.
Sam & Dean
Sam lunged, cheating with his telekinesis a little to make sure he got the little bastard.
"Got him!" Sam exclaimed, holding the squirming bal of fur up triumphantly.
Dean grabbed it off him and threw it into the bathroom, Sam looking up at him in surprise.
"You wanted to give it time to bite you again? Dork," Dean rolled his eyes.
Faith
"One left, yeah?"
Faith's eyes were scanning the room for movement.
Sam & Dean
"Yeah, the leader," Sam was panting a little.
"Leader?"
"Yeah, he bosses the others around."
"Dude, they've been alive like five minutes!"
"Fifteen."
Faith
Faith turned around slowly, eyes peeled.
"It's kinda weird."
Gizmo squealed as he saw the final mogwai dart under a bed.
Dean & Sam
"What if we shoot it?" Dean suggested.
"Dean-"
"What?" Dean demanded, "it'd solve the problem!"
Faith
"Well," Faith considered. "It's probably something to think about."
Gizmo shrieked and pointed to the last mogwai who was running for Sam's legs.
Sam & Dean
Sam landed a well-aimed soccer kick to the animal's gut, sending it into the nearby wall. While it lay winded, Sam grabbed it and threw it in the bathroom.
"So what do we do if we need to pee?" Dean folded his arms when it was over.
Faith
"Good question," Faith said, setting Gizmo down now that he was calmer.
She scratched Gizmo's ears lightly.
Sam & Dean
Sam looked between them.
"Don't look at me!" he repeated.
Dean rolled his eyes and went to his bag to get a shirt out.
Faith
"I thought we established that you were the brains in this operation?" Faith asked.
She shrugged.
Sam
"And you're the one who wanted the pet and subsequently talked me into it. No offense, Giz," Sam quickly added.
Faith
"Ok, well," Faith thought for a moment. "I'll go get us another room."
She shrugged.
Sam & Dean
"That's an idea," Sam looed to Dean.
"Who was the brains again?" Dean teased, pulling a shirt on with a grin.
Faith
Faith grinned.
"I'm the brains and the boobs."
Dean & Sam
"There you go," Dean smirked, Sam standing there with his hands on his hips.
"Right, smartass. For that, you can stay in this room. We'll take the other."
"How's that fair?" Dean frowned.
Faith
"He wants Faith time," Faith said, shrugging.
"So it seems fair."
Dean
Dean looked between them, then raised his hands in surrender.
"Fine. But don't expect me to hold it if you're getting jiggy with it."
Faith
Faith glanced at Sam and winked at him.
"Ok, well, I'll go organise the room. The guy was checking out my rack before, so I think I might be able to wangle a cheaper price."
Sam & Dean
"Good luck with that," Sam nodded, as Dean chuckled to himself.
Faith
"I think you both know that luck will have nothing to do with it," Faith winked.
She departed the room, with Gizmo staring sadly after her.