Happy Birthday, Madam Vanessa!

So apparently, I am obsessed with Dean in the kitchen, as evidenced by this drabble, "Super Target" and my drabble for Literal. Enjoy! Bon Appetite!


Sam is fairly certain the Batcave's kitchen has become a house of worship.

How else is he supposed to explain the heavenly creations coming out of it?

Dean's turned into some kind of kitchen god, and every time he brings Sam something to eat, it's perfect and delicious, and Sam is just like how?

With a smile on his face, Dean sits a perfect piece of lasagna in front of Sam.

"How? Just, seriously, how do you do that?"

"Dude, if I can figure out how to successfully follow a spell recipe, I think I can follow a lasagna recipe!"