Supernatural Sister Imagines

Imagine #115: Three Things Scene (Pt. 2)

A continuation. I'm not gonna say anything other than here we go. And that a couple of these were written by Grace. You know what's happening.

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Scene 1: pineapples, a green teddy bear, and an oversized purple sweatshirt

Age: Ig like 5-6

"(Y/N), sweetheart come have some breakfast!" Sam listened to his little sister's rushed steps as she made her way from her room across the bunker, a smile teasing his lips as her little feet pattered across the floor.

"Sammy!" She jumped into his arms as soon as she could reach, and he had just enough time to move the knife he was using to cut some fruit up with out of the way. 

"Hey there munchkin!--" He tickled her stomach softly, waiting for her to let out the giggle that he loved so much-- "You're going to try some new fruits today! Doesn't that sound yummy?" He knew how much his five-year old sister hated trying new things, and if it was up to Dean she would have pancakes every morning, so he tried his best to make the meal sound as appetizing as he could. 

He plopped her squirming body into her 'special' chair, and placed the cut up pieces of fruits in front of her. 

"Why can't I just have some apples and pancakes, Sammy?" She whined, picking at the colorful chunks of fruit that she had never seen before.

"Because it's good to try new things sweetheart, and I'm sure you'll like them.  They're sweet, like candy!" He smiled, picking up a blueberry and placing it into her hesitant mouth.  He watched as she chewed it slowly before a large smile spread across her face. 

"That does taste like candy Sammy!" He watched her pick up different fruits, squishing up her face when they were sour, and humming softly when she got the flavor she wanted. 

"Hey Sam, can you come here for a minute?" The eldest Winchester brother called from down the hall, and Sam glanced over his shoulder.

"Yeah, just give me a second!--" He wiped the juice that slowly dribbled down his sister's face, before heading towards his brother-- "I'll be right back, why don't you try the yellow fruit next, okay?" He waited for her obedient reply before heading down the hall. 

(Y/N) squished the chunk of juicy fruit between her fingers before placing it into her mouth.  She immediately scrunched up her nose in discomfort when the juice trailed down her throat, leaving it scratchy, and her coughing.  She tried to stick her finger in her mouth to take out whatever it was that was causing her so much pain, but she only ended up crying when her throat got even worse. 

"Sa-" She cried, trying to get her brother to come back and take away the pain like he always did, but she couldn't seem to get the words out.  Hot tears traveled down her face in trails of wet salt, and her breathing started to pick up. 

Sam and Dean both came running when they heard her loud, gargled cries, figuring she just spilled the fruit off her table and onto the floor, but were shocked to see her face beat red, and her breathing erratic.