Knock You Off Your Feet (Preview)

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Written: 24.10.03

Words: 1,112

C2C, Dark, TW: ED, 2024’s Thanksgiving Fic


Dean’s fingers tap the bottom of his plate as his eyes roam over the display of food.

“Bobby’s really outdone himself this year, eh?”

Ellen’s voice startles Dean out of his head and he let’s out a nervous chuckle, “Huh, yeah…”

There wasn’t an empty square of counter in the whole kitchen. Food was everywhere. He knew Thanksgiving was the food holiday, but this… he did not remember this much food last year.

Maybe there was and I just never noticed?

Ellen drops the serving spoon back into the green beans before spinning away from the display to grab some cutlery off the table, “I’m almost out of your way, don’t you worry.”

Dean lets out another half-hearted chuckle, fingers tapping against the bottom of the empty plate that was clutched to his chest more rapidly as he watched her disappear behind the swinging kitchen door.

As soon as it swings closed, he lets out a deflating breath and eyes all the food, game time.

He licks his lips as he lowers the plate from his chest and reaches for the first set of serving utensils. 3 pieces of turkey, 142 calories. He pauses in front of the bird, come on Winchester. You can do better than that.


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