Birthday Presents Supernatural x child reader

"Sam. . . What did you get (y/n) for her birthday?" Dean comes into the motel room and slams the door shut.

The younger Winchester let out a small laugh. "I got her some clothes. . . Let me guess. you waited till' the last minute."

Dean sticks his tongue out, "No! I did not wait till' the last minute! It's all part of my gift buying process."

"Well. . . Does your "gift buying process" have an idea of what to get your soon to be six year old daughter?"

"It's not that easy?" Dean replies.

"Dude! Her birthday is tomorrow. We are heading back to Bobby's tonight."

"Fine." He grumbles. Sam looks up at him, "Seriously? You didn't get her anything? Want my opinion, get her a doll"

"No! I want it to be special."

"I'm sure it'll be special coming from her dad."

"That's not the point."

"Than what is?"

"I want her to like it."

"I'm sure she;ll like it. Besides, you don't have to buy her love."

"I'm not!"


"Whatever. Let's hit the road."

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"Dude. I need to stop." Dean pulls into a strip mall.

"Why?"

"I need to pee." Dean smiles smugly. Sam sighs under his breath and shakes his head. "You're going to pee in a toy store?"

"Shut up."

Dean gets out of the car and walks into the toy store. He takes a deep breath. He walks up and down the aisles, look carefully for something that will spark inspiration.

Moments later, he is out of the store and back into the car, still empty handed.

"You finally got her something."

"Shut up." Dean snaps as he starts the car.

"So. . . I'm taking that as a no."

"It's a surprise. But I know two things, one, she's going to love it. and two, my gift is way better than some dumb clothes."

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You skip into the kitchen were Bobby is sitting at the table, enjoying a beer. "Happy birthday."

"Thank you." You smile. You look around the kitchen. Bobby laughs, "Whatcha' lookin' for (y/n)?"

You shrug your shoulders, "Nothin'. Just thought Uncle Sammy and Daddy were back."

"They'll be here soon. . . Tell you what. . . Why don't you go get that puzzle book I got ya' and I'll help you finish one."

"Ok." You run out of the kitchen."

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"Seriously Dean? You're going to be a child about this?"

"Yes I am. Now pick a design so I can keep looking."

"Flowers."

"Alright."

Dean walked up and down the aisle of the store, eyeing everything carefully. He smiled as he spotted a small black box. "Why didn't I think of this before?"

The two men walk out of the store and get into the car. "You need anything else before we get to Bobby's?"

"No. You're the one who's stalling."

"No I'm not."

"Dean."

"What?"

"Start the car."

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"Daddy!" You jump up from the couch and run over to your father. "Hey Baby Girl!" Dean smiles. He pick you up and showers you with kisses. "Happy birthday!"

"Thank you!" You laugh.

"Happy birthday (y/n)." Sam adds.

"What have you been doing today?" Dean puts you down.

"Doing puzzles with Uncle Bobby."

"Sounds fun. . . We brought you something."

"What?"

"How does cake and presents sound?"

Your face lights up. Dean chuckles, "Go in the kitchen, I'll be there in a sec." You run into the kitchen and take a seat. Moments later, Dean and Sam come back with bags. "Can we open presents first?"

Bobby chuckles int his sip of beer, "Well . . . Go ahead, you already opened mine."

"Here. Open mine first." Sam says handing you a box decorated with a bow. You untie the bow and open the box. You smile and take out the glittery shirt with a cat on it. "Thank you Uncle Sammy. It's pretty."

"Now It's my turn."  Dean hands you a small box.

You open it to find a silver chain. Hanging off the chain, is the anti-possession symbol. "Thank you Daddy! I love it!"

He lets out a small laugh, "Here, let me help you put it on." He takes the necklace and secures it around your neck. "Daddy, I promise I'll never take it off ever!"

"Good girl. So how bout some cake?"