Peanut Butter chp3 - SN fic - PG

[tigriswolf]

Title: Peanut Butter
Chapter: III

Fandom: “Supernatural”

Disclaimer: them lovely Winchesters ain’t mine, yo. *sniff*

Warnings: pre-pilot

Pairings: none

Rating: PG

Wordcount: 210

Point of view: third

Notes: part of my Dean canon. 

Chapter I
Chapter II

 

            Dean doesn’t eat peanut butter. Ever, far as Sam can tell. He’ll make peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for Sam and Dad, but even if that’s all they have, he won’t eat it himself. And that time he helped Sam make peanut butter cookies for the class party, he didn’t eat any of the dough at all, even after they rolled it in the sugar.

            And Reese’s! Dean never, ever gets close to them if he can help it. Sam doesn’t understand it, and has asked, but Dean just tells him it’s nothing and to enjoy the freakin’ candy.

            Dean eats peanut M&M’s though, scarfs them down in handfuls. Sam asks about that, too, but Dean just tosses him a few without explaining.

            So Sam finally quits asking. Quits noticing. It’s just a quirk, one of many that make up his brother. He just always checks that they have something else besides peanut butter for sandwiches, some sort of treat that Dean actually enjoys—like Three Musketeers.  Dean likes them far more than either Sam or Dad do. So anytime they stop for a snack, that’s what Sam picks up for Dean, along with some Reese’s for himself.

            Finally, Sam doesn’t see Dean’s slight grimace once he’s opened the package anymore.

Comments

[tru-faith-lost.livejournal.com]

Aww, you'd think a dude with as little money as he has would appreciate the value of peanut butter, and damn, I'd kill for Reese's. Maybe he don't eat peanut butter cuz it sticks to the roof of his mouth and he only has beer to wash it down with. I personally don't eat much peanut butter cuz I don't like milk, and I don't make Kool-Aid anymore which is what I washed it down with when I was a kid. LOL.

Guess I know what not to cover myself in before I sneak into his hotel room.

[tigriswolf]

I love peanut butter. Can't imagine a life without it.

Thank you for reading!

[evil-jacquie.livejournal.com]

Just went and read the other drabble and reread this one. Oh I'm hurting for Dean (and wanting to kick some slimey ratbastard clerk's ass.) Okay I'm calmer now, really like your style with all of these, and the angst - the Ellen one in particular had me tearing up.

Lovely, lovely work.

[tigriswolf]

Thank you!

[blueinkedlines.livejournal.com]

Oddly enough? I can't stand peanut butter these days, when I used to love it. Not sandwiches, not candy, not ice-cream. A bizarre thing, it is.

He just always checks that they something else besides peanut butter for sandwiches, some sort of treat that Dean actually enjoys—like Three Musketeers.

Aww. *melts*

[tigriswolf]

Thank you for reading!

[blueinkedlines.livejournal.com]

And now I just went and made a cup of tea before going and reading 'Peanut Butter', which perhaps I should've (re)read first.

Maybe I was already mopey, but you made me tear up. Jerk.

Mind if I rec these two to a friend?

[tigriswolf]

*hugs you* Rec away, love! And thank you.

[sadelyrate.livejournal.com]

Oh, yes. Peanut Butter demanded to be acknowledged in a later drabble.
...but why does it have to break my heart for Dean again...?

*hugs*

[tigriswolf]

Thank you!