UNTIL NOW…
WOW: cook. Getting everything done for you is awesome. Until it isn't...
Disclaimer: I don't own them.
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Sam was eternally grateful to Dean for his upbringing, unconventional as it was.
Dean had given up everything to raise Sam. He had protected him, cooked and cleaned for him. Made dinners seemingly out of nothing, and ensured that Sam was fed, warmly clothed, and healthy. Dean had seen to it that Sam never had to lift a finger or think about anything except being a regular kid.
Dean was freaking awesome.
Yes, Sam was forever in awe of his brothers' protective instincts, and home-making skills.
Until now.
Until now when Sam was trying to bake Dean a surprise pie.
Until now as he stood alone in the kitchen, helplessly staring at the incinerated, molten black lump of something that used to be pastry on the kitchen counter.
Until now, with eyes watering and throat burning in the smoke that filled the room.
Until now, after Castiel had almost called the police and fire department because he thought the bunker was burning down.
Until now when he realised he'd melted Dean's favourite spatula.
Until now, when he realised that thanks to Dean's nurturing, his morning coffee was the apex of his culinary abilities.
Well, at least Dean would be in for a surprise…
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