[ WP ] The Four Horsemen of The Apocalypse have a chat over dinner .

Kind of rushed but hopefully still good 
 
 Four figures filed into an empty restaurant. The maître de offered them menus, with only one accepting. 
 “ How can you eat here? ” asked the oldest as the maître de walked away. 
 “ The food here is the best in the state. ” The other replied looking over the menu. The other three wrinkled their noses. 
 “ Why did you call us here? ” The oldest asked the younger man. 
 “ It ’ s official. The apocalypse has started. ” The man said happily. The other three stared at him. 
 “ Are you entirely sure? Do you remember what happened the last time you thought it was on? We all got in a huge amount of trouble that time. ” The oldest spoke up. 
 “ Famine I ’ m completely sure. Lucifer is free. The Winchesters let him out. The apocalypse is on. ” 
 “ Well then what are we waiting for? ” Famine replied. He turned the ring on his finger ever so slightly. Suddenly the wait staff started acting erratically. Some were stuffing their faces with food. Others were making out aggressively and others were harming themselves. 
 “ You are evil Famine. ” Grinned the younger man. 
 “ You should join in War. Have some fun. ” Famine answered. 
 “ Like he doesn ’ t already. ” Said the man studying his menu. 
 “ Lighten up Death. It ’ s not every day the apocalypse is on. We should take advantage. Famine, Pestilence let us leave our brother here and have some fun. ” War said standing up. Famine and Pestilence followed him out the door. 
 “ So much for dinner. ” Said Death to an empty room. “ The Winchesters have no idea what they ’ re in for. ” 

