Head Start Hunter
Sam x Daughter!Reader
Warnings: None (for the first time). Maybe fluff? Is that a warning? I don’t think this is too fluffy though.
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“You think you’re ready to go show Uncle Cas and Dean?” Sam asked, holding you on his shoulders while securing you by your legs.
“Mhmm.” You eagerly replied. Holding your father by his hair and nodding his head along with yours.
The pair of you made your way into the library. Dean, as usual, sat watching his laptop. No doubt it wasn’t kid friendly. While Cas was sitting in a chair. No doubt just finishing from scolding Dean…
“Guys,” Sam grabbed their attention, alerting them of mainly your presence and to dial it to kid friendly. “The littlest hunter wants to show you guys what she’s learned today.” Reaching up, your dad held you high only for a moment, before setting you on your feet.
The force you put out pushed your lips together in an act of shy affection. Your ankles turned inward slightly and raised you into the tips of your feet as you began.
“A-b-c-d-e-f-g.” You paused for a moment, looking at the wide eyed smiles everybody had, and smiling yourself a bit in a pleased manner.
“h-i-j-k-minnow-minnow-p…q-r-s-t-u-v-w-x-y- an -z. Now I know my Abc’s, next time won’t you sing with me?” Just as you finished you looked up. Smiling wildly as everybody in the room clapped.
“Wow, somebody’s a smartical partical just like her Daddy.” Dean exclaimed, walking over to you and picking you up.
“Cassy taughted me some too.” You spoke out, pointing in Cas’s general direction with a smile. “He’s a spartical spartical too! Just like me!” Everybody laughed lightly. Never hearing enough of the cute things you said.
“Tell Uncle Dean what else you can do.” Sam encouraged.
“I can count to this many now!” You said in excitement. Holding up a handful of fingers. “Five. An I can spell my favoritest word ever too. P-i-e. Daddy says it’s your favoritest word too.”
“Guess now you’re gonna have to learn to bake a pie, huh?” Dean asked you, tapping the tip of your nose as he smiled the biggest and brightest he’d done in awhile. “Let’s hop to it then munchkin.” And without another word, you and Dean went to the kitchen to make your first pie.
Later on your learn how to clean up a biggggggg mess in the kitchen too.