"This is insane."

"I know, shut up."

"Where the hell are we going to put it?"

"I have no idea."

Dean ran a hand through his hair, leaning back against the wall as he sat on the floor. He drew his legs up and rested his elbows on his knees, sighing loudly. He looked over to where Sam was trying to use one of the small allen wrenches to attach the stairs of the dollhouse. When they had received the box, they both realized that the house was way bigger than they thought. It was almost four and a half feet tall, and equally as long.

The house was proving to be extremely difficult to assemble as well. Originally Sam had insisted on doing it himself, but soon asked Dean to help him. They were in one of the random bedrooms of the bunker, both sweaty from putting the damn thing together. Cass was keeping Ellie occupied in the library with some lore books so she didn't see what they were doing.

"It wouldn't be so hard if we didn't have to use these stupid things," Sam cursed as his hand yet again slipped off of the tool, his knuckles scraping against the edge of the wooden wall of the doll house.

"I thought you 'read the reviews'," Dean said sarcastically, using air quotes.

Sam grunted and looked over to his brother with a glare, "I did. Nobody said anything about it taking four hours to assemble."

"We're almost done, anyways," Dean shrugged as he crawled back over to where he had been attaching the elevator.

"I hope she likes it," Sam muttered as he stood to attach the last panel of the roof.

"Are you kidding me?" Dean scoffed, "This house is bigger than her. She's going to flip."

"We'll see," Sam whispered.

"Dude, why are you so worried about her birthday?" Dean asked, already knowing the answer.

Sam bit his lip as he focused on his task at hand, refusing to make eye contact with his brother, "I just want her to have a good birthday, that's all."

"Okay," Dean shrugged, knowing when Sam was done with a conversation.

Sam tightened the last bolt and took a step back, looking at his handiwork. He clapped his hands and smiled, "I think we're finally done."

Dean joined him, wiping sweat off of his brow before clapping a hand on his brother's shoulder, "Now we just have to keep her out of here until tomorrow."

"I'm tempted to just give it to her today," Sam chuckled.

"You know Jody would murder you if you did that," Dean snorted. Her party was the next day, and Sam had invited everyone that they knew with hopes of it being a good turnout.

"I'll just lock the door," Sam gently pushed Dean out into the hallway, reaching behind the door to turn the lock mechanism.

As the brothers walked down the hallway to the library, Cass came jogging towards them, out of breath.

"Cass? What's wrong?" Sam furrowed his brow.

"Ellie, she's chasing me," Cass bent over and held his stomach, "She calls it 'tag'."

Dean snorted and looked past the angel down the hallway, then placed a hand on his shoulder, "I think you're okay, man, she's not coming."

Cass took a few deep breathes before standing upright, "I don't like this game."

"Uncle Cass," Ellie squealed as she suddenly appeared behind Sam and Dean, apparently having gone completely around the bunker. Cass's eyes got wide and he dropped his head in exhaustion.

"El, Uncle Cass is tired," Sam chuckled, grabbing the collar of her shirt as she lunged towards the angel.

"Big baby," she whispered, sticking her tongue out. Cass dropped his jaw in surprise, looking down at her with narrowed eyes.

"Hey, be nice," Dean reached out and gently swatted the back of her head, "Your birthday's tomorrow, we could just return all your presents."

"Sorry Uncle Cass," Ellie groaned before looking up at Dean with a sarcastic smile, her eyes shining.

"I don't know if you meant it," Dean raised an eyebrow as he looked down at her.

She glared up at him, crossing her arms. When Dean mimicked her stance, his chest puffing out as he crossed his own arms, Ellie sighed and slowly turned back to Cass.

"Uncle Cass," she said quietly, moving towards the angel as she dropped her arms along her side. Cass looked down at her, his face scrunched up as she stepped directly in front of his toes. When her face turned up to his, her eyes were wide as she batted her eyelashes dramatically. "I am so, so sorry. Do you forgive me?"

Cass's gaze flipped from hers to Dean, then to Sam, who had his lips turned inward as he tried to stifle his laughter. "Um, yes. I forgive you."

Ellie smiled, spinning on her heels as she looked up Dean, batting her eyelashes at him a few times for good measure. "There."

"Where'd you learn how to be so sarcastic?" Dean pushed her head jokingly, making her stumble back a few steps.

"I wonder," Sam chuckled, tilting his head to stare at his brother. He then looked down at his daughter, who was giving Dean a dirty look, "What do you want to eat for your party tomorrow? We can have anything you want."

"Anything?" her eyes got wide as she smiled up at him.

"Sure."

"Pizza," she yelled, jumping up and down a few times. "Pizza from that place we had last week, with extra cheese!"

Sam scoffed, shaking his head, "Center Fire Pizza? In Smith Center?"

"Good choice," Dean nodded. Although it was twenty minutes away, it was the best pizza in the area.

"Yeah, that's what I want," Ellie grinned. "What time is everyone going to be here?"

"I told them noon," Sam responded as they all walked down the hallway to the kitchen.

"I'm so excited," Ellie bounced as she entered the kitchen, her ponytail jumping with her, "Wait, what am I going to wear?"

Sam smiled, remembering the package from Rowena that was currently resting under his bed. "Don't worry about it."

Ellie looked up at him with her nose scrunched for a brief moment before she shrugged and ran to the fridge, "I want a snack."

"What do you want?" Dean walked over and stood above her, both of them searching the contents of the refrigerator.

"Do we have green peppers?" she whipped her head around, looking at her father.

Sam tilted his head, taken aback by her sudden interest in something healthy, "I think so, there should be a couple in there."

Dean leaned his head forward and pulled out a clear plastic bag with two peppers in it, looking down at Ellie with an eyebrow raised, "That's what you want?"

Ellie nodded, taking the bag from him and turning towards the counter, "Dad, do we have tuna fish?"

"Um, probably," Sam tried to hide his confusion as he walked over to the cabinet, opening it and grabbing a can of tuna. He walked over to where Ellie was taking the peppers out of the bag, setting the can next to her. "What are you doing?"

"It's a snack my mom used to make me," she explained quietly, looking up at him with a somber look. "Can you help me make it?"

"Of course," he smiled, "Just tell me what to do."

Ten minutes later, Sam and Ellie were sitting at the table, enjoying their snack. Dean and Cass both stood at the end of the table, watching in slight disgust.

"It's actually really good," Sam shrugged, taking a bite.

"It's tuna," Dean paused, holding out one hand, "In a pepper."

"It's so yummy, Uncle Dean," Ellie spoke through a mouthful, "You should try it."

"Nope," Dean shook his head strongly.

Ellie grabbed a napkin and wiped her mouth, tilting her head as she looked up at him, "You always make me try new food."

"That's because I make you try delicious things, like deep fried oreos and sweet potato fries," Dean scoffed, "Not chopped up fish in a pepper."

"I would like to try it," Cass reached out and grabbed a piece.

"What? You don't even eat," Dean threw his hands out.

Cass shrugged, "You know that I can taste molecules, and I've never seen these specific molecules mixed together before."

Dean watched in horror as the angel took a large bite, crunching on the pepper as the tuna slid into his mouth.

Cass nodded as he chewed, looking back to Dean, "You really should try it."

Ellie slid off of her chair, walking up to her uncle with a piece of pepper in her hand, "Come on, I'll even do the airplane thing."

Dean dropped his head, looking down at her as she giggled, holding the food out and making airplane noises, wiggling it around in the air. He rolled his eyes before bending over and opening his mouth, closing his eyes in a wince. Ellie carefully guided the pepper into his mouth, squeaking when his teeth came close to her fingers as he took a bite. Dean stood up, chewing slowly with his face scrunched up.

"See? It's good, isn't it?" Ellie watched as Dean opened his eyes, looking down at her. He nodded with a smile, holding his hand in a thumbs up. "Told you so."

Sam looked at his brother as he slowly chewed, then cleared his throat, "Hey El, why don't you go put your pajamas on."

"Okay," she groaned, turning and skipping out of the room. Sam grinned, looking up at his brother. He had known Dean for his entire life, so he was able to recognize certain emotions on his face, even if he was pretending to feel something else. He waited until he knew Ellie was out of earshot before chuckling and giving his brother the relief he needed.

"You can spit it out now."

A/N: So a few things; first off, tuna peppers are the shit. If you've never tried them, you need to. Just put tuna fish into a cut up green pepper.

Secondly, in regard to the doll house: my brother bought this house for my niece, and he did exactly this, didn't realize how huge it was. If you want to know just how huge it was, here's the link. It's ridiculously giant.

KidKraft-65252-Majestic-Mansion-Dollhouse/dp/B0042F99PG/ref=sr_1_33?keywords=wooden+dollhouse&qid=1578167826&sr=8-33

Thank you all again for the reviews and follows, it makes me feel oh so good. I have the next chapter written, but I'll probably wait to post it until Tuesday-ish. Unless I get a bunch of reviews, of course. ; )