age of innocence - SN fic - G
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tigriswolfTitle: age of innocence
Fandom: “Supernatural”
Disclaimer: they aren’t mine, the lovelies.
Warnings: none
Pairings: Mary/John
Rating: G
Wordcount: 470
Point of view: third
Point of view: third
Dedication: for the darling tigris_lilsis
tigris_lilsisNotes: I made cookies tonight. Can you tell?
More notes: part of my Dean canon
More notes: part of my Dean canon
“Baby,” Mary called. “Can you get me two sticks of butter?”
She didn’t watch Dean jump off the chair and scurry to the fridge; his little patter of feet told her where he was.
Mary continued pulling things from the cabinet. The cookies were to be her apology to John—the child growing inside her had made her grouchy lately, snappish and irritable. Of course, John understood; he’d survived Dean, after all.
She smirked as she thought back to the middle months with Dean. By all accounts—John, her sisters, their friends—she’d been a monster.
Dean depositing the sticks by her side, peering up with large eyes identical to her own hazel, recalled her to her plan. Her baby boy was delighted to help, excited to finally be able to cook. Dean’d been after her for months, pestering her, and she’d finally relented.
“You know where we keep the eggs?” she asked and he nodded emphatically. She smiled. “Two please, love.”
He took off again, rushing. “Careful, Dean,” she said over her shoulder. “Don’t break ‘em.”
“I won’t, Mommy,” he replied. “’onest.”
She measured out three-fourths a cup of brown and white sugar, and was cutting up the sticks of butter into chunks when Dean tugged on her shirt.
“Here, Momma,” he said, and she gently took the egg from him. He rushed back across the kitchen and she watched him carefully pick up the other egg. He carried it to her like it was a priceless treasure, determined to keep it safe.
“When the baby comes, Dean,” Mary told him, taking the second egg and laying it on the counter by the first, “you have to be just as careful with your sister or brother, alright?”
Dean met her eyes. “I know, Mommy,” he said. “I promise.”
She smiled down at him and his answering grin was blinding.
“You wanna add the butter?” she inquired and he answered with an excited yell. She picked him up and he tossed it in one chunk at a time, giggling as the sugar sprinkled into the air. She set him on the counter, careful of the eggs, so he could watch her stir.
She let him crack the eggs and put them in, though she did the vanilla herself. “Wanna stir?” she asked, offering the spoon, and he looked at her with wide eyes.
He took the spoon and shoved it in, slowly moving it around. She grinned, hoping to keep her little helper in the kitchen for a long while. Eventually, of course, he tired, so she swiftly completed that step, doling out the flour, baking soda, and salt.
Mary let him taste the dough before finishing it with the chips.
“It ready, Dean?”
Seriously, he nodded. She kissed his forehead and let him dump in the whole bag.
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Date: 2007-03-04 03:16 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2007-03-04 04:07 am (UTC)Loved the little bit about being as gentle with the new baby, cuz big, tough Dean is so a softie with Sammy. The chocolate chips, yum.
Tracy
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Date: 2007-03-04 02:48 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2007-03-04 02:55 pm (UTC)Thank you for reading!
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Date: 2007-03-04 05:50 pm (UTC)“When the baby comes, Dean,” Mary told him, taking the second egg and laying it on the counter by the first, “you have to be just as careful with your sister or brother, alright?”
Dean met her eyes. “I know, Mommy,” he said. “I promise.”
My favorite part. Even at such a young age he's willing to protect his little brother.
Great job, and thankx for the dedication. Next time I write something, it'll be for you.
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Date: 2007-03-04 10:24 pm (UTC)*sniffles*
Pwease?
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Date: 2007-03-04 11:02 pm (UTC)How many fics have I dedicated to you?
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Date: 2007-03-04 11:06 pm (UTC)I don't do slash, you know that.
Many of the poems that I have locked away in my room were either written for you, about you, or because of you. I'm just not ready to show them to the rest of the world yet. Sorry.
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Date: 2007-03-04 11:18 pm (UTC)I'll take a gen fic.
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Date: 2007-03-04 06:41 pm (UTC)Good for Dean for being careful with those eggs! My youngest likes to play with them. *facepalm*
Favorite lines:
Careful, Dean,” she said over her shoulder. “Don’t break ‘em.”
“I won’t, Mommy,” he replied. “’onest.”
Aww. Bless his earnest little self.
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Date: 2007-03-04 09:23 pm (UTC)Thank you for reading!
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Date: 2007-03-04 09:36 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-03-04 09:54 pm (UTC)This actually reminds me of when I was younger and my mom would put me on the counter like that so I could bake with her. It's been quite a while since I was that young, but this fic brought back those good memories. Thank you.
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Date: 2007-03-04 09:58 pm (UTC)Yeah, I was in weird mood. And, possibly, trying to prove to myself that I'm not _all_ about the angst.
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Date: 2007-03-04 10:00 pm (UTC)At least you can pull off the fluff. I tried it and it just went angsty. *shakes head* I give. :P
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Date: 2007-03-04 10:56 pm (UTC)And a big &heart; for you, for loving on me on the love meme. Dude, you made me cry.
*loves you more*
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Date: 2007-03-04 10:58 pm (UTC)And, m'dear, you're easy to love.
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Date: 2007-03-05 11:24 pm (UTC)Awww ....
Date: 2007-03-08 09:34 am (UTC)Sigh. Sweet without hyperglycaemia induction.
-Labseraph
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