A collection of One Shots that were co-written by myself and another writer.
PLEASE NOTE: This is not one continual story, each chapter is a separate requested one shot. I have just grouped them all together to make it easier for people to read
[Credit to sethrollinsismylife who co-wrote this one with me]
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You had popped out to the grocery store and Dean hated shopping, so he decided to stay at home with your daughter. He had just laid down on the couch, hoping to take a nap when your daughter ran over to him with a Barbie in each hand
"Let's play dollies''
''In a minute baby'' Dean mumbled
''Come on Daddy get up!!'' she said bouncing up and down in front of him
Dean let out a sigh and shuffled to the edge of the couch
"Come on then'' he grabbed hold of one of the dolls and leant over the dollhouse that was setup nearby
After a few minutes of playing with the dollhouse Dean led back down but your daughter had other ideas and ran over to him with some crayons and a piece of paper
''Draw with me daddy'' she said shoving some crayons into his lap
''Why don't you draw me a picture?'' Dean tried
''But you draw so good daddy, please?''
Dean soon gave in to her and spent some time drawing whatever she wanted
Once she was bored with that, another idea sprung to her mind ''Let's play dress-up''
''Dress what?'' Dean asked hoping he'd misheard her
She made her way over to her mini dressing rail and grabbed a pair of fairy wings, bouncing up and down with excitement as she walked back over to Dean
"You're going to be a Princess'' she said shoving the wings into his lap for him to put on as she walked back over to pick up a bow and some hair ties
Dean reluctantly placed the fairy wings onto his back and braced himself as she pulled at his hair, plaiting it before placing a bow neatly at the front
''You look pretty daddy'' She smiled ''But Princess's wear make-up''
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[An hour later]
You got back from the grocery store and leant up against the door way smiling to yourself. Dean was napping on the couch and your daughter was playing with some toys on the floor
And what a sight he was
''MOMMY!'' Your daughter yelled as she ran over to you, hugging your legs
''Hey sweetie'' you said, picking her up and placing a kiss on her cheek
''I dressed daddy up'' she announced proudly
''I can see...he looks...nice'' you said as you walked towards him
"He's a Princess'' your daughter explained
You couldn't help but giggle when Dean caught your eye. He had make-up all over his face and a set of plastic pink shoes hanging off the end of each foot
''Lookin' good, honey'' You said, trying to keep a straight face
You obviously failed, because Dean didn't look very impressed with you
''Hey. Don't laugh at my daughters make-up job''
''Your daughter?'' you said raising an eyebrow.
''I mean our daughter'' He corrected
''I'm not laughing at her make-up job, I'm laughing because you look better than I do in make-up'' You said, cracking up again ''You know, all this really suits you!!''
Dean shook his head at you and took your daughter out of your arms
''Excuse me'' You said, hands on your hips
''Sorry. I promised her ice cream'' He said, heading for the door
''Oh did you now?'' you said shaking your head at him.
You watched over your shoulder as he walked away from you not even bothering to think about how he looked before he left the house
''Dean, wait!'' You yelled in disbelief. He stopped and looked at you
''Yeah?'' he asked turning around to look at you
''Never mind babe'' You said bursting out laughing
