Frying Pans? Who knew, right?
Pairing: Sam x Reader
Warnings: nothing just cute
Word Count: 441
A/N: This is for @buckysmetallicstump Bailey’s Disney Quote Challenge (x) My quote was “Frying pans? Who knew, right?” by Flynn Rider in Tangled! I’ve been on a bit of a roll with the drabbles and things lately-not sure where the inspiration is coming from, but yay for ‘duty free lunch’ so I can get them done haha!
“Why does our daughter insist on watching ‘Tangled’ daily?” Sam complained to Y/N as he entered the kitchen to grab a water.
“It’s her favorite, I did that with my favorite movies as a kid. I tortured my parents with ‘The Little Mermaid’.”
“Daddy!!!” Y/D/N shrieked from the other room.
Sam sighed as he left Y/N giggling behind him. If it hadn’t been the third time that day, he would be more excited. It was pretty cute how into the movie she got. She’d even decided who would play each character. Sam, of course was Flynn Rider.
What truly annoyed Sam the most was how it was now so ingrained into his mind that it would bleed into their real life. For example, he couldn’t help but laugh when Y/N threw a look to himself or Dean.
Y/D/N had made the declaration. “Mommy is Pascal!”
“Why am I Pascal?!” Y/N asked brow furrowed.
“Because Mommy.” Y/D/N said with a little eye roll. “You make faces like he does to Daddy and Uncle Dean.”
“Oh great!” She muttered as the boys cackled.
Then there was the hunt last week. Sam had wound up cornered in the kitchen by the ghost they’d been hunting. Knocked backwards, his gun had slid out of his reach. The ghost was on top of him when without thinking, he grabbed the cast iron skillet off of the stove top. As soon as the iron made contact it dissipated as Dean entered the room.
“What the hell was that?”
“Frying pans? Who knew, right?”
Dean’s arms fell to his side. “Really?! You’re quoting the movie now?”
Sam looked at the frying pan in his hand and gave a sigh before he cracked up. “Yeah, I guess I am.”
Dean just shook his head as he headed back out to the Impala. “Well as long as you don’t try ‘giving the smoulder’ as a new defense technique I guess it’s not so bad.”
“Yeah, I just wish she would move onto a new favorite already. This is killing me!”
“Well why don’t we stop on the way back to the bunker and see if we can find something new for her?”
Thus began her obsession with ‘The Little Mermaid’, much to Y/N’s delight and the boys horror. “You picked this because why Sam?” Dean grumbled from his seat on the couch.
“Y/N said it was her favorite growing up.” He shrugged.
“And it was a good choice too babe.” Y/N pecked her husband’s cheek as Y/D/N turned around to shush all three of them.
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