SUPN X-MEN FUSION 3: Fast Food
Title: SUPN X-MEN FUSION 3: Fast Food
Author: whomii2
Rating: PG
Characters/Pairings: no pairings
Spoilers: None. May mention events from all seasons
Warnings: some swearing
Disclaimer: do not own anything.
Summary: No dolls allowed
Notes: Need to read original story first.
whomii2.livejournal.com/1459.html#cutid1
Word Count:371
As their food was passed over, Dean slunk further down in his seat and wished his mutant power was invisibility.
They had been following a gang of bikers who were using their mutant powers to rob banks and jewelry stores across three states. They had finally tracked the bikers to their lair for a showdown. Pumped from their inevitable win, the team had pulled over for a little celebratory snack before starting the long ride home. It was when they were ordering that the problems began.
Dean ordered his usual Deluxe burger and two apple pies. Sam whined that there wasn’t enough room in the car for him to eat his salad, but Dean told him to just suck it up and deal as it wasn’t his baby’s fault Sam was such a giant freak. Dean also said there was no way Gabriel was getting cookies and spreading crumbs all over the back seat. Gabriel’s requests for coffee or soda were also vetoed, as no one wanted to be trapped in a car with a Gabriel hopped up on caffeine. Gabriel pouted but had to settle for a large chocolate shake.
Then there was Cas’s order. Cas didn’t understand Dean’s objection to its name. He thought it was perfectly appropriate, after all, burgers made him happy. And then there was the toy. Dean was willing to admit that the cars were kind of cool, but that wasn’t the toy Cas wanted. He wanted the other one.
The girly one.
Cas had a magpie’s love of all things bright and shiny. So he found the current toy with its glitter and fairy wings irresistible. At Dean’s shouted “Hell no” Cas’ soulful blue eyes welled up with with tears in disappointment.
Dean caved.
Ignoring Sam’s snickers and Gabriel’s smirk, Dean placed the offensive order in as manly a voice as possible. He then drove slowly to the pick-up window, head hung in shame.
The things Dean suffered for his team.