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"Don't start without me" stated the eldest of the Winchester siblings, his voice drifting from the kitchen.
The younger siblings patiently waited on the seventeen year old, the gentle opening song of the movie chorused in the background. Chrissie's gaze traveled to the kitchen.
"We won't start without you Deanie" she called.
The smell of food then entered the nostrils of the siblings as Dean returned with their food. The long slimy strings of pasta and messy blob of tomato sauce caused Chrissie's eyes to widen.
"Worms!" she squeaked, staring in astonishment at the plate that was given to her.
Her brothers chuckled, gazing down at her fondly. The child had a strange and very active imagination.
"Not worms, squirt," corrected Dean. "Spaghetti."
Chrissie shook her head, shoving a huge mouthful of pasta into her small mouth.
"Nuh uh," she replied, the thick tomato sauce staining her lips and cheeks. "Worms."
The brothers rolled their eyes at the five year old, who was sitting between them on the old couch. Sam was wary of the movie they were settling down to watch. It was Bambi, the classic Disney movie that had the ability to shatter hearts with one scene alone.
At the video rental store, it was Chrissie who selected it and when Sam voiced his opinion about it, he was ignored by his elder brother. The thirteen year old had always expressed that Dean was a pushover whenever Chrissie pulled a puppy dog expression. Chrissie was a clever child and knew how to manipulate her brothers with a single expression or wail, that way she could get whatever she wanted.
"Awwww," cooed the little girl, cheeks puffed out like a tubby and fluffy hamster. "Look at the bunny rabbit."
She pointed with her silver fork at the TV screen as Thumper appeared, her head tilted to the side in an endearing manner. The brothers smiled at her, the simplest thing made Chrissie happy. The previous day for example, she was overjoyed at receiving a yellow yoyo from Bobby's friend, Rufus. Regardless to not knowing him very well it didn't stop her from giving him a leg crushing hug. In record time, the siblings finished their supper within four minutes.
The five year old grinned happily as she watched Bambi learn to walk and talk. The patchwork teddy bear Goober had now joined the siblings and was resting in the child's lap, his button eyes stared blankly into space, a red stitched mouth stretched into a constant wonky smile. Chrissie hugged Goober into her stomach.
"Bambi's funny" commented the five year old, glancing up at her eldest brother.
The small girl looked adorable, dressed in her old denim overalls and tiny red t-shirt. It was her hair that was comical as her bunches hung in a lopsided fashion, but the brothers ignored this as they found it sweet and they didn't have the heart to tell her that she did it all wrong.
"Yep, sure is," remarked Dean with a grin as he kissed the tip of his baby sister's nose. "Just like you."
Chrissie beamed at her eldest brother. Her tiny heart filled with glee as she continued to watch the movie. She cooed and giggled as Bambi and Thumper made several disastrous attempts to skate on a frozen pond. Her bright green eyes were as wide as saucers, her head still tilted in a manner of curiosity and awe.
Sam just knew that Chrissie's mood was due to change very soon. It would just be a repeat of the other times in which she reacted to a movie badly. He recalled the first time she watched Dumbo and how upset she got when the big eared infant elephant was separated from his mother. She was also devastated when the siblings watched The Fox and the Hound. Sam had a theory, every movie that involves animals, whether it was a dog or a wild animal, something bad always happened that would reduced people to tears.
The thirteen year old exchanged a knowing glance with his older brother as Bambi and his mother grazed happily together in a meadow, and Sam tensed up as the music became darker.
He tried in vain to shield his sister's eyes, whilst the eldest of the three attempted to cover her ears, yet Chrissie swatted their hands away. Then Bambi began to run, his mother pleading him to run faster as a deer hunter with a loaded shotgun had tracked them down. The fatal gunshot sound off-screen caused Chrissie to flinch and gasp. It was only when the now motherless Bambi called out for his parent that Chrissie's eyes began to water.
Most five year olds would be confused by this moment, wondering where Bambi's mother went. Not Chrissie, she knew what had just happened and it broke her tiny heart into a million pieces.
"Poor baby Bambi!" she wailed, tears streaming down her freckled cheeks. "Not nice Mommy Deer! Noooo!"
Dean could only comfort the heartbroken little girl as she sobbed in his arms. The seventeen year old glanced over at Sam as he rubbed his sister's back. Sam was shaking his head at him.
"Here's a smart idea. See next time, pick a movie that doesn't make her cry," said Sam. "Then again, I told you the very same thing last time."
Sam's mind was set, never let Chrissie watch movies involving cute animals.
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