Imagine, you come back home to the bunker after a long day of target practice with Dean. You were hungry so you walked over to the fridge. You opened it to find nothing but just beer beer and pie.
You grabbed the pie and put it on another plate. There was only one slice left so you make it worth it. You took into the main room and sat at the table and started eating. Sam soon joined you at the table to do more research.
Sam- uhm is that Dean's pie?
You- there wasn't a note on it. Also you guys need real food in there. Beer isn't going to give you energy.
He chuckled. Soon dean walked in and saw you eating his pie.
Dean- what is that?
You- pie
Dean- where did you get it?
You- fridge
He ran in the kitchen, screamed like a little girl than ran back in.
Dean- that was the last slice! I was saving it for a good day.
You- whoops
You continued eating and Sam made him sit down. The whole time dean was staring at you like a baby with pouty lips. You finished but you left the crust. He grabbed the plate and ate the crust.
Dean- you left the best part.
You shook your head laughing at him.
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Something For Your Mind
FanfictionThis book is full of mini imagines and possibly one-shots.