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tigriswolfI wrote this during anthropology today.
It was Sam’s tenth birthday and he wanted a chocolate chip cookie cake. Dad had a last-minute hunt, but he promised to be as quick as possible.
So Dean tracked down the recipe for chocolate chip cookies and all the ingredients. He found a cookie sheet hidden away in one of the apartment’s closets. He sent Sam away while he tried to conquer Sam’s cake, banishing Sam to their room with a new mystery book.
He followed the recipe, but accidentally added too much salt. He tried to balance it out with more sugar, but it still didn’t taste right. So he kept adding sugar, until he needed more flour—and finally he stopped, just shoved it into the oven to bake.
There was one more present to wrap. Dean checked on Sammy; he was still happy with his book. Dean tip-toed past their room to Dad’s, where the movie had been hidden.
He swiftly wrapped and added it to the pile, then carted the whole load to the kitchen. He and Dad had agreed—if Dad wasn’t back by sundown, Sam would open half his presents, leaving the rest for when Dad got home.
Dean pulled out his geometry homework and started, keeping an eye on Sam’s cake. It was an experiment, now, since he’d screwed up the recipe. He hoped Sam still liked it. Forty minutes passed before the cake finished baking, which worried him, but there was nothing to be done for it.
When Dean took the cake out, it was slightly crispy, but seemed fine beyond that, so he started icing it. Sam wandered in when he was halfway done.
“Can we have some?” he asked hopefully.
“Not till after supper,” Dean answered. He set the cake to the side and got out a pot. “Chicken, right?”
Sam nodded. Luckily some baked chicken was already in the fridge with gravy. All Dean had to do was cook rice to go with it.
While Dean measured out the water and rice, Sam examined his homework, quickly pronouncing it, “Boring.”
Dean chuckled. “’s’not so bad, Sammy. Better than history.”
“But history’s so cool, Dean,” Sam protested.
Dean shrugged. “If you say so. I like math.”
Sam wanted him to explain the geometry while they waited for the rice to cook; Dean was happy to do so. Sam was a good student, eager to learn, and they passed half an hour reworking the homework problems.
When the rice finished, Sam wanted to serve them both.
“But it’s your birthday,” Dean said.
“You fixed it,” Sam responded. “So, let me serve it.”
Dean shrugged again. “Fine with me.”
Sam fixed Dean’s plate first, happily setting it before him. Dean smiled at his bounciness, waiting for Sam to sit before the first bite.
“You’re awesome,” Sam announced and Dean laughed.
“Glad you’re finally catchin’ on, dude,” Dean told him.
The sun set while they ate, so Dean picked out four presents. “Here, Sammy,” he said, depositing them before Sam.
Sam bounced and ripped into them. The first was two books in a mystery series, the second a history text, the third a curved silver knife, and the fourth a movie: Monty Python and the Holy Grail.
Sam whooped and demanded they watch it. Dean sliced the cake and they did.
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Date: 2007-09-20 07:51 pm (UTC)&heart;
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Date: 2007-09-20 09:57 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-09-20 07:55 pm (UTC)I was having a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad month/week/day. This put me in such a better mood; you have no idea.
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Date: 2007-09-20 09:58 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-09-20 10:10 pm (UTC)And I got the DVDs for my birthday and all of my homework's done, so I'm gonna take a bath and then curl up.
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Date: 2007-09-20 08:24 pm (UTC)“You’re awesome,” Sam announced
*squishes both boys*
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Date: 2007-09-20 09:59 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2007-09-22 09:36 am (UTC)*shrug*
There's coziness to this, and I certainly can sympathize with Dean and his improvisation with the cake...
Fluffy and cute as buttons. Thank you. :)
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Date: 2007-09-22 03:07 pm (UTC)Thank you for reading!