Sam looked up at the piñata. "It's pink."
"It's a pony," Dean added. "Just like you wanted."
Sam scowled. "You mean just like YOU wanted!"
Dean sniggered. "You love ponies. Admit it. You love ponies so much that you- What the hell? Who just grabbed my ass?" Dean jumped around, looking for the culprit. "Oh, it's just Alura. She couldn't have done it…"
Alura gave Dean a funny look. "Are you always such a moron?"
Dean's mouth gaped open for a second. He ran over to Brynn. "Your sister grabbed my ass," he whined.
"Camille grabbing people is nothing new," Brynn said.
"I wasn't talking about her!"
This made Brynn laugh. "Don't tell stories! Help me decorate Sam's cake. And DON'T try to make it look like it has diaper cream on it," she told him, noticing him looking at the cake and a tube of diaper cream he'd bought as a gag present for Sam.
Dean pouted. "I can't mess with him?"
"It's bad enough that my mom decided to show up. She's going to be chasing someone while yelling, 'marry my daughter!'"
"Well, it won't be me," Dean insisted.
Brynn snorted. "That's what you think!"
"Your mom has been chasing me around with and engagement ring," Sam whispered to Brynn. Then he noticed an empty tube of diaper cream. "…If Dean decorated this cake, I'm not eating it..."
Brynn frowned, noticed the tube as well. She picked it up and brandished it at Dean. "I'll punish you for this later. Sam, your cake is safe. Your brother's just being an asshole."
Sam grinned and took a big piece of cake.
"You knew it wasn't ass cream the whole time, didn't you?" Bobby asked.
Sam opened yet another pony themed present. "Really, Dean, did you have to go all out?"
"Hey, it was a yard sale, you little bitch," Dean responded.
"Don't you want ponies, Uncle Sammy?" Denna asked.
"Well… of course I do!" Sam lied. "Each one's better than the one before!"
Denna pulled him away to hit the piñata. The moment he'd hit the piñata hard enough to make some candy fall out, Denna decided the rest of the turns were hers and Dean helped her cheat at breaking the piñata. Sam had to hold the string himself, as Bobby insisted his job was to sit with the dog and her puppies while he drank whiskey.
"Can't I have some of the candy?" Sam asked Denna.
""No! It's all mine! All mine!" Denna declared.
"But it's my birthday," Sam protested.
"Scruby came and gave you a present, but she wasn't invited, so you can't have any."
"Your dad shouldn't have taught you that," Sam said and glared at Dean.
Ruby was sitting in the middle of a devil's trap as punishment for giving Sam Rock 'Em Sock 'Em Robots. "Can I get out now?" she asked.
"No, Scruby, you can't get out!" Dean shouted.
"Dean, stop calling her that," Brynn said.
"But it's fun. Hey, everyone, look, it's Scruby!"
Brynn smacked Dean. "Stop antagonizing her. Just because she's a damned demon doesn't mean you need to tease her about it."
Castiel showed up with a live pony.
"Cas, you're late man," Dean said.
"…The pony kept saying he needed to urinate," Castiel said.
Brynn glowered at Dean. "I said no live ponies!"
"But this completes the party," Dean protested. "Alura's having a girl and Camille's having a boy. Your mom forced Sam to agree to getting married, which was really funny. And now, Cas has brought Sammy a present of his own."
"He says his name is Vampire Slayer," Castiel said.
"What?" Sam said. "No, his name is Batman. Because he's black."
"…I think I like Vampire Slayer better," Dean protested.
Camille ran over. "Speaking of names, I decided to name the baby Vodka."
Dean grinned. "Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to introduce you to my nephew, vodka," he said, practicing introductions.
"No, it's not," Sam growled. "I'd rather have him named Nightwing or… Ponyboy than Vodka." He looked at Camille. "And don't even think about naming him Ponyboy!"
"How about Sodapop?' Dean asked.
Sam glared at his brother. "You're an idiot."