Supernatural Oneshots

Bittersweet (Dean x Daughter!Reader)

Why am I writing so many child/daughter!readers??  I don't know...  It's kind of all I can think of at the moment...  Oh well.  I think this might be the last daughter!reader for now.

Many of you wanted a part 2 to Happy Endings, so voila! Hope you enjoy :)

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You were in your room, sleeping peacefully.  Your breaths were deep and even.  You were dreaming nice dreams when you were awakened by something.

You groaned and slowly let your eyes flutter open and focus.  It was only then that you registered the voices at the side of your bed.  Your head snapped in their direction, and a smile quickly spread across your face.

"Happy seventh birthday, (y/n)," your dad said.

In his arms was a small cake covered in white icing and had seven lit candles.  Your glanced at your Uncle Sam and saw a few presents in his arms.  Then you turned your gaze to Uncle Cas and saw a plate full of (f/breakfast) in his hands.

You grinned and sat up in your bed as you laughed, "Thank you, Daddy and Uncle Sammy and Uncle Cas!"

The three men smiled.  "No problem, kiddo," Sam stated as he gently ruffled your hair.

"Well, c'mon!" Dean called excitedly.  "Let's go eat some birthday cake and breakfast!"

"Yeah!" you agreed as you hopped out of bed and ran into the kitchen.  Your dad and uncles chuckled as they followed behind you.

You sat down at your usual spot at the table, with your dad beside you as your uncle went to the other side.  Sam sat in front of you and Castiel sat in front of Dean.  Sam set the presents down at the end of the table and Castiel set the plate of (f/breakfast) down near the middle.  Dean set the cake down near the middle as well and retrieved plates, forks, and a knife.  He began to cut a decent size of cake and set it on the plate in front of you, revealing it to be a (f/flavor) cake.

You picked up your fork and began to happily nibble at your cake.  When you saw that everyone else was served—except for Castiel because he didn't eat—you began to shove large forkfuls of cake into your mouth.

Dean chuckled, "Slow down there, sweetheart!"

"But it's so good!" you complemented through a mouthful of cake.

"Thank you," your dad responded with a smile.

After you finished your cake, Sam took your dirty plate and fork to the sink to be cleaned later, and soon reappeared with a clean plate and necessary utensils.  Castiel placed some (f/breakfast) on your plate and Dean placed a cup of (OJ/milk/choc. milk/etc.) beside your plate.

After finishing breakfast and putting the dishes in the sink, you began to jump excitedly in your seat as you asked, "Can I open presents now?"

"Of course!" Dean replied.

You began to rip open your presents, and you didn't miss Castiel mumble, "I hope what I got you is okay..."

After opening your presents and receiving hugs and more happy birthdays, you went to your bedroom to change into some casual clothes.  You hummed and opened your closet.