Title: Conditions
Rating: PG
Word Count: 455
Series: A Second Time Around
Prompt: 014. Pie
Pairing: Buffy/Dean
Summary: Dean wasn't getting out of going shopping.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything associated with Buffy the Vampire Slayer or Supernatural. They belong to Joss Whedon and Eric Kripke.
Note: Written for the 2007 Holiday Challenge at
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“I’m not going.”
Buffy crossed her arms. “Oh, you’re going. You’re going and you’re driving.”
“Why do I have to go?” Dean demanded.
“Dean!” Sam came flying out of the kitchen, ice cream and chocolate smeared around his mouth. “Dean, Dawn said that we can watch cartoons. Can we? Please? Can we?”
Dean put out an arm, catching Sam around the waist. “You might want to ask Buffy.” He grinned. “Dawn’s her sister so you should make sure it’s okay to keep her up with cartoons.”
Sam turned to Buffy and looked up at her. “Can we watch cartoons, Buffy? Please?” He smiled. “Willow made cookies,” he added as if that fact would help.
Buffy laughed, shaking her head at Dean before looking down at Sam. “You can watch cartoons until Dean and I get back.”
He frowned. “You’re leaving?”
“Not for good. We just have to go to the store to get some clothes for you.”
“Didn’t Daddy and Dean leave mine here?”
“They did,” Dean said. “But someone took them and so you don’t have any clothes here.”
Sam’s eyes widened. “They stole ‘em? Did they get away?”
“Let’s just say we have a feeling we know where they are,” Buffy told him. “So, we’ll get you some clothes to wear and when we get back, it’s going to be time for bed. Okay?”
He thought about this for a few moments and then nodded. “Okay.” He grinned at Buffy and then up at Dean before breaking out of Dean’s grip and running back into the kitchen. “Dawn! Dawn, they said we could stay up and watch cartoons until they get back!”
Dean fought not to laugh when he heard Dawn say that meant they’d probably be able to stay up until midnight if that was the case. Buffy’s eyes narrowed.
“I wouldn’t laugh if I were you,” she said. “You’re still going.”
He groaned. “If I go, I expect to be rewarded.”
Buffy rolled her eyes. “Oh for the love of-“ She sighed. “Does everything lead back to sex with you?” she asked.
Dean raised an eyebrow at her. “Who said anything about sex? I want pie if I’m going.”
She blinked. “Oh.”
He smirked as they headed towards the door. “Pervert.”
“Shut up, Dean.” She shoved him so that he stumbled onto the porch. “Jackass.”
He laughed. “Just because it turns out you’re the one with a dirty mind that always thinks of sex is no reason to get mad at me, Summers.”
She frowned. “You are so asking for it.”
“See, now you’re just getting really dirty, talking like that in public.”
Buffy groaned. “Dean!”
Dean smirked as they got in the Impala. This shopping trip was looking up.