International No Diet Day: Food

[chibifukurou]

Hi everyone! I’m chibifukurou and this will be my last day of enabling your comment_fic addiction.

Today’s theme is Food. Turn your favorite character into a kid and have them indulge in a peanut butter and jelly sandwich or break out the jello shots, the possibilities are endless

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Leverage, Alec, Orange Soda

Supernatural, Dean, Mary, breakfast with Mommy

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[theme tag=Food]

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[chibifukurou]

Supernatural, Dean, Mary, breakfast with Mommy

most important meal of the day - PG, gen

[tigriswolf]

First, they break the eggs into a bowl. Mama lets Dean do that part, and she laughs when it explodes, covering him in a gooey mess. Mama stirs up the parts that actually made it into the bowl, and then Dean smushes a chunk of butter in the pan.

Mama lets Dean turn the dial so that the stove heats up, but she won’t let him mess with anything else until after the eggs are cooked.

Dean gets to push the bread into the toaster and turn it on, and pick out the jelly, too. He chooses strawberry, ‘cause that’s Mama’s favorite.

He settles down to watch the toaster while Mama portions out the eggs onto plates. When the toast pops up, Dean tries to grab it, but Mama catches him and grabs it herself.

She butters the toast, but lets Dean slather the jelly onto the bread. She asks him to carry the bowl of sliced strawberries to the table and sets his plate of toast and eggs at his place. He waits until she’s settled their cups of milk (chocolate, for him) and her own plate of breakfast, and then she tells him to pick out the strawberries he wants.

Daddy’s asleep because he had the late shift again, so Mama sets aside some for him.

“And now, baby boy,” Mama says, “let’s eat.”

He doesn’t wait for the prayer, because Mama doesn’t pray. Daddy does, sometimes, but Mama hardly ever does, even though there’s an angel in Dean’s room.

The angel says his name is Michael, and that he and Dean will be best friends one day.

Mama smiles at him from across the table; Dean knows his mama is the most beautiful woman in the world.

Re: most important meal of the day - PG, gen

[ceilingninja.livejournal.com]

SO CUTE. And Michael talking to Dean? Stroke of genius right there.

Re: most important meal of the day - PG, gen

[tigriswolf]

Thank you!