Nathan and Ophelia are in the kitchen while Dean makes pancakes.
"Hey, O, can you watch these? Imma check on Libs and see if Sam's up yet." Dean says.
"Yeah, sure." Ophelia gets up, going over to the stove.
"Thanks." Dean kisses her temple as she takes the spatula. The minute he leaves, Nathan goes over to Ophelia, wrapping his arms around her from behind, his chin on her shoulder.
"You cuddle more than anybody I know." Ophelia says, giggling.
"Is that such a bad thing?" Nathan asks, kissing her neck.
"No." She mumbles, blushing a little.
"Long as your dad isn't around to kick my ass." Nathan says.
"Mm, yeah. Then you won't wanna be anywhere near me." Ophelia says, turning her head to look at him. Nathan smiles, pecking her lips. They go in for a longer kiss, Ophelia putting the spatula down, putting her hand on the back of his neck.
"We're coming!" They hear Libby yell. Nathan jumps away from Ophelia, rushing to the table and Ophelia grabs the spatula, flipping the pancake. She turns it over, wincing at the blackened food.
"Did you have to give them a warning?" Dean asks his niece as they reach the kitchen.
"Obviously." Libby says, watching Ophelia put a pancake in the trashcan discreetly with her telekinesis.
"Come on, Libs. I need a reason to kill him." Dean says, pointing to Nathan.
"Which is exactly why I warn them. I like Nathan. I don't want him dead." Libby states.
"Damn it. Why does everybody like him?" Dean growls. Nathan smugly grins. "Wipe that grin off your face or I'm getting my gun." Nathan drops the grin.
"Dad, would you chill? I mean, what has he ever done to you?" Ophelia asks.
"Date you." Dean states. "You weren't supposed to date until you were, like, 90, 120."
"I don't think I'd live that long. Especially 120." Ophelia says.
"Exactly." Dean says.
"Okay, even if Nathan didn't come along, I'd be dating somebody." Ophelia says.
"What?" Nathan asks.
"But I'm dating you. Which I wouldn't change for the world." Ophelia assures, Nathan lovingly smile.
"Gross." Dean mutters. "Gimme my spatula." Dean rips the object out of Ophelia's hand.
"Where's dad?" Libby asks, looking around confused, knowing her dad is always the first one up.
"Oh, um... he's, uh... he's still in bed." Dean informs.
"Again?" Libby frowns.
"Yeah. Yeah, again." Dean says.
Libby frowns, looking down at the table. Ophelia starts to mess with her hair.
"I'll be right back." Nathan rushes to the library. A few moments later, he returns with Uno. "Boom. Uno. And I am going to beat you this time." He tells the younger girl.
"Yeah, right." Libby scoffs.
~ ~ ~
Nathan lowers his head onto the table in defeat.
"I win!" Libby grins.
"Okay, what the hell, Rain Man? You gotta be-- there's no way you're not cheating." Nathan says.
"I'm not. It's just... I'm awesome and you suck." Libby grins.
Nathan throws a card at her head, hitting her in the forehead.
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Stronger Than Ever Δ SPN [3]
Fanfiction[ supernatural -- seasons 12-15 ] Ophelia and Libby Winchester Series: Comfort Crowd Running Up That Hill Stronger Than Ever I DO NOT own Supernatural, any of the show's characters or storylines. I ONLY own my OCs and their storylines.
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