Principal's Tower, Sunday morning

[demons_death]

John was quiet when he got up that morning, careful not to wake anyone else.

He had a Mission.

He'd watched Dean carefully yesterday when he'd been cooking and he was sure he could do it too and he was going to prove it by cooking for everyone this morning

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[saltandammo]

Dean had been woken up by the noise coming from the kitchen. It hadn't been loud, but it had set off alarms in his subconscious even before he was fully awake.

He knew what he was going to find was bad, but he hadn't quite been prepared for the complete disaster area he found.

It took him a few seconds to find his voice and squeak out a question.

[demons_death]

John had jumped a little at Dean's voice and the batter he'd been pouring consequently mostly missed the waffle iron, but he still answered proudly, "'m making waffles!"

[saltandammo]

Of course he was.

Dean leaped forward when he saw the bowl in John's hands start to slip, and managed to grab it from the boy before he dropped it. The stuff in it bore only the vaguest resemblance to waffle batter and Dean wasn't exactly sure what would happen if heat was applied to it, so he quickly unplugged the waffle iron before it could start to smoke.

"Why didn't you wake me if you were hungry?" he asked, putting the bowl back on the counter. "I would've made you breakfast."

[demons_death]

"Wanted to do it myself," John said, his lower lip sticking out just a little as Dean stopped his waffle attempt.

[lilpunkinbelly]

Dawn knocked hesitantly on the door to the principal's tower. She hadn't seen Sam or Dean yesterday, but Sam had said something about his dad, and after seeing Xander, she had her suspicions.

[saltandammo]

Dean pointed a finger at his dad. "You stay right there and don't touch anything else," he ordered before going to answer the door. Hopefully it would be reinforcements.

[lilpunkinbelly]

"Hiya," Dawn said as soon as the door opened.

[saltandammo]

"Dawn." Dean grinned at her. Definitely reinforcements. "You're a sight for sore eyes. Come on in."

[demons_death]

John was sitting in the corner a scowl on his face and his arms crossed over his chest.

[lilpunkinbelly]

"Hey," Dawn said, sitting down on the floor near Mr. Winchester. "Wanna talk about it?"

[demons_death]

"No," John said. Then after a moment, sniffled a little and said, "He doesn't like me."

[lilpunkinbelly]

"He likes you fine," Dawn said quietly, not sure whether hugging her boyfriend's miniaturized father would be appropriate, "He likes you so much that he worries that you don't like him."

[saltandammo]

Dean watched Dawn go over to talk with Dad then turned his attention to Sammy. "So, you happy now?"

[psychic_wonder]

"Oh yeah, I'm ecstatic," Sam replied sarcastically.

[saltandammo]

"Dude, you just called a seven year old child obnoxious to his face. What did you expect?"

[psychic_wonder]

"That's not exactly a normal seven year old child, Dean. That's our dad who, even in child form, is still clearly hellbent on driving me insane."