You shuffle into the kitchen of the bunker, starving. You and the guys had gotten back from hunting a best of vampires. There was atleast ten of them. Definitely the biggest nest you've ever had part in taking down. Your entire body ached. Surprisingly all three of you came out of the fight without any lasting injuries. Of course there were plenty of bruises, cuts, and pulled muscles to go around though. After getting back to the bunker in the late afternoon, you made a bee like for you room and passed out rather quickly. It was now noon and you had gone at least thirty-six hours without food. This was unacceptable.
You enter the kitchen to find Dean and Sam cooking what looked like more than enough food for just three people. Apparently you weren't the only one who had gone a while without food.
"Whatcha guys makin?" You try to rub the sleepy haze out of your eyes.
"Everything!" Dean announced with a grin and covered in flour.
"Yuuumm" you sit down at the island in the middle of the kitchen.
"We've got lasagna, salad, garlic bread, green beans, potatoes-" Sam pointed around the kitchen till Dean cut him off.
"And egg drop soup! I also made pie! We've got pumpkin and blackberry!"
"Give me all of it!" You groan.
"Actually... Could you mash the potatoes and stir the egg drop soup?" Sam asks as he spreads the garlic spread over a loaf of bread.
"Sure!" You slid off your seat and head towards the stove next to Dean who has a very mischievous look in his eye.
He glances to the side to make sure Sam still has his back to the two of you. He motions to a glass of water and then to Sam. You quickly catch on to what Deans saying. It isn't long before the same mischievous grin is plastered across your face. You nod your head in agreement and grab the water. Dean grabs a handful of flour as you turn around.
"Hey Sam?" You ask innocently.
"Yeah?" He asks over his shoulder.
"Does this look good to you?"
Sam turns around and before he can register what was going on you throw the water at his chest which is quickly followed by the flour.
"Oh you do not..." Sam grunts.
You and Dean quickly arm yourself with more flour, berries and water. You hide behind a pantry and throw another handful of flour at Sam who had turned his attention to Dean at the moment. You run towards Sam only to be hit square in the face by Deans handful of blackberries meant for Sam.
"Dean!" You yell.
"Oh! Sorry!" He started to laugh.
"Oh it's on!" You throw another ice-cold, very full glass of water at Dean.
Sam comes behind you with two cans of whipped cream, spraying them into your face.
You yell in response. You managed to wrestle a can away from him but only because Dean had distracted him with salad dressing to the face.
"Aaahhhaa!" You bounce out from between them and spray some whipped cream in deans ear before running to the fridge to see what else you can use.
Soon, Sam is armed with a salad dressing bottle and whipped cream. Dean is by the sink, with running water, flour in one hand and Blackberries in the other. You have a few cartons of eggs, the ketchup bottle and a can of cool whip.
You chuck an egg at Dean and hit him in the shoulder. Dean yelps and bolts around the corner of the island towards Sam who gets another face full of flour. You jump on the opportunity to get them both simultaneously. You squeeze the ketchup onto Sam and empty the can of co whip onto Dean. Unfortunately you didn't plan an escape route or them joining forces to take you down. It doesn't take long for all three of you to be covered with each other's choice of food weapon, laughing and laying in a heap on the floor.
Suddenly the timer on the lasagna goes off. The three of you drop your food and struggle to stand to retrieve it out of the oven. Dean manages to untangle himself and head towards the stove while you and Sam slip and fall back onto the floor.
"I'm starving!" Dean groans as he sets the steaming dish onto the counter. "You guys clean up in here. I'll just be chowing down on this."
"Ha!" You mock laugh. Once Sam gets his footing, he helps you stand. "No way! You started this!" You wipe the cool whip and egg off your forehead.
"Whatever! You throw the water first!" Dean scoffs.
"It was your idea!" You retort.
"Suuurrre!" Sam says sarcastically.
"Wha-" you throw your hands up in the air.
Dean winks at you with a smug grin plastered across his face as he prepare himself a plate, still covered in all sorts of food.
The three of you dig into the food with the remnants of the food fight all around you.
