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rebelminxy · 5 years ago

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Santa Loves Pie

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Word Count: 1235

Warning: None except cute children moments and loving affection

Trope: Leaving Food for Santa

Rating: Teen

A/N: This was written for the @supernaturaltropecelebration Mini Christmas bang. It doesn’t correspond with the current events of the show, so please don’t chew me out because I mention two characters that shouldn’t be mentioned together at the same time, I beg. It's only for the fic and couldn’t help myself! :) And images used here are not mine. Found on Pinterest and Google so credit goes to their creators.

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“DADDY!!!”

You smiled as you saw your girls run towards Dean, wrapping their little arms and legs around his legs as he walked into the kitchen. He had gone out to the store to buy a few extra things for the current baking fiasco going on.

“Hey! What are my favorite bakers doing?” he chuckled as he struggled to reach the kitchen counter to drop off the paper bag in his arms.

“Mommy let us help make cookies,” replied your eldest daughter as she removed herself from her dad’s leg.

“And we gots to paint cookies!” exclaimed your youngest.

“Wow, will I get to see these painted cookies?” Dean asked as he kneeled down to the girl's level.

“They in the oven right now,” they answered in unison.

“Good,” he replied with a wide grin. “Now, why don’t you two go help Uncle Sammy, Auntie Eileen, and big brother Jack decorate the library? We need you two to make sure the tree is perfect.”

“YAY!” they screamed as they ran out the kitchen, still wearing their flour-coated aprons you had made a few weeks ago.

You chuckled at Dean as you finished the final touches on the apple pie you were making. You felt Dean wrapped his arms around your waist, his chin on your shoulder.

“Hmm, bet that’s gonna taste delicious once you’re done.”

“Mhm, but it’s not for you.”

“Who else here loves pie like me?” he questioned teasingly.

“The girls thought that maybe Santa enjoys pie just as much as Daddy does,” you giggled in response as he tickled your tummy. “Now stop before I ruin this beauty.”

“So, if this is meant for Santa….”

“I set up the Santa costume in the Dean Cave and locked the door to make sure the girls don’t see it. I really hope Santa enjoys the pie,” you teased as you turned in Dean’s arms, relishing the warmth he was emanating.

“Oh, I bet he will love that pie. I know I love your pies,” Dean smiled down at you as he pecked the tip of your nose.

“Now, be a good boy and put this pie in the oven since the cookies should be done,” you beamed as you turned to grab the pie and hand it to him. “And dinner will be ready in another hour so I suggest you go help the four out there with the decorations before Cass gets here.”

Dean chuckled deeply as he took the pie from you, moving to the ovens to take the cookies out to put the pie inside. He placed the tray of cookies on the kitchen counter right next to the already cooling first batch. He walked towards you and pulled you into his arms, placing a sweet and gentle kiss on your lips. Once he broke free from you, he smiled, caressing your flour-covered cheek.

“Love you and Merry Christmas, babe.”

“Love you too, and Merry Christmas.”

After dinner, Jack and the girls went to his room to watch Rudolph the Rednosed Reindeer while Cass joined them to see what the excitement was for a cartoon movie. Sam had taken Eileen to rest in their room, her second trimester being a little rough on her. It was just you and Dean in the Dean Cave, you laid across the couch, wrapped in a blanket with your head in his lap at you watched Die Hard, a Christmas tradition you both started after your move into the bunker. Even before Dean asked you to become his girlfriend, you both enjoyed watching the movie on Christmas, both sharing in agreement that it actually was a Christmas movie. Even when you were two months away from popping out your second baby after your marriage, you both couldn’t miss out on the set tradition.

And once the movie rolled its credits and Cass entered the room, the newest tradition was about to set in motion.

“The girls fell asleep in Jack’s room before the movie could end,” Cass told them as he sat across the room in the recliner.

“Jack needs help getting them to their room?” you asked as you were about to get up.

“No, he said it’s alright if they stay in his room. Plus, they are far enough to not hear Dean.”

“And, that’s my cue to get dressed!”

You giggled as you sat up, Dean getting up and heading to the closet. Inside was the Santa suit you had bought a few years ago as a joke. But after your first daughter’s curiosity involving Santa, the suit became a permanent member in the bunker.

“At least I won’t be the only one having to wear this thing soon,” Dean grunted as he got into the suit, not removing his clothes since the suit was huge.

“I mean, we may have to get Sam a whole new suit. He is too tall to fit into yours,” you replied as you wrap yourself in the blanket.

“Well, you and Eileen can handle that when the time comes,” he replied with a kiss on your forehead, putting on the beard and hat. “How’d I look?”

“Just like Jolly Saint Nick,” you responded with a giggle.

“Well, not really,” Cass interrupted. “By the images, I have seen everywhere, he has a round belly and red cheeks…”

“Alright we get it, Cass,” Dean replied in annoyance as he grabbed the velvet bag of gifts, throwing it over his shoulder. “Better had put that pie out because I plan on eating that whole thing.”

“Girls made me cut a piece out onto a plate, but it’s all yours babe.”

Dean walked out of the room with a huff, trying his best to walk quietly in the black boots. You got up from the couch and wrapped yourself tightly in the blanket.

“Let him know I went off to bed, baking and cooking took out all my energy.”

Cass nodded and gave you his typical kind smile.

“Have a good night Cass and Merry Christmas.”

“And a Merry Christmas to you, too.”

It was Christmas morning and you were waiting for the girls and Jack to finally wake up. Dean had made due with his promise about eating the entire pie, and you were thankful you had gotten a picture of it before since you didn’t want your hard work on the pie crust to disappear into his belly. Dean came into the library with two mugs of coffee in hand, handing one to you as he sat next to you. Sam and Eileen joined the both of you, sitting right across. Dean and Sam were in deep talk about a possible case and you were talking to Eileen about her pregnancy when Jack and the girls ran into the library, screaming for joy.

“PRESENTS!”

You laughed as they ran straight for the tree, Jack right behind them like the child he was. But your eldest looked over at the small table you had set up last night with the cookies, milk, and pie for Santa. She walked over and noticed the half-empty glass of milk, the few missing cookies and the empty pie pan and plate. She turned to look at you with wide eyes, the shock clear on her face.

“MOMMY! Santa ate all the pie!”

“Well, it looks like Santa loves pie just as much as Daddy does,” you replied with a wink and grin.

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