Makeover
Tonight, Sam and Angela were finally supposed to go on a date night while Castiel and Dean were going to look after Grace. Angela frowned in confusion when she couldn't find the little makeup that she owned.
"I always leave it in our bedroom…" she muttered to herself as she searched high and low.
"What're you looking for, baby?" Sam asked as he walked into their shared bedroom.
"My makeup," she huffed in frustration. "I was gonna put a little on for our date tonight and I can't find it."
"Well, one, you don't need makeup." Sam leaned down and kissed his wife softly. "And two, I have a hunch as to where it's gone."
"Flattery will get you everywhere, Sam Winchester," Angela smirked. "And all right, where do you think it went?"
Sam took Angela's hand and led her down the hallway to Grace's room. Sam knocked on the door, and he heard quick shuffling coming from the other side.
"Peanut?" Sam asked. "Mommy and I are gonna come in."
Sam opened the door and almost burst out laughing right then and there. Castiel sat on the floor across from Grace, with makeup all over his face.
"Cas, w-what happened?" Angela smiled, stifling a giggle.
"Gracie said she wanted to give me a makeover," Castiel replied seriously.
"Gracie," Sam started as seriously as he could while he and Angela walked into her room. "Did you take Mommy's makeup without asking?"
Grace bit her lip slightly and batted her eyelashes at her father. "Yes…"
"Grace, you can't take other people's things without asking." Angela lectured lightly. "That's not very nice."
"I'm sorry, Mommy." The four-year-old hugged her mother. "I just wanted to make Unca Cas look really pretty!"
"Well, you definitely succeeded." Angela chuckled.
"Dean's gonna lose it if he sees this." Sam laughed.
"I wanna do Unca Dean's makeup!" Grace exclaimed excitedly.
"Maybe some other time," Angela replied. "After I buy you some makeup so you can play pretend."
"Thank you, Mommy." Grace smiled. "I'm sorry for taking your makeup."
"It's okay, sweet girl." Angela leaned down and kissed her cheek. "But I do have to get some makeup wipes so Uncle Cas can clean his face, okay?"
"'Kay, Mommy," Grace replied as she walked and picked up her mother's makeup. "Here you go."
"Thank you, sweetie." Angela smiled. "Daddy and I are gonna be gone for a little bit, but we'll be back before you know it."
"We love you, Peanut." Sam ruffled his daughter's hair.
"I love you too!"
A/N: Hey, y'all, I hope you liked this little drabble! Love y'all, xoxo :)
~Emily