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[ITK] Powdered Sugar
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whenitsadream. Beth/Mom = ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
failuretotrust, Maddie = ididntdo_it, Sam = imnot_likeyou, the other children are NPCs. One last thing to be taken care of before Dean goes on hiatus.]
His children and the kitchen were bleach white.
“Oh, your mom is going to kill me.”
He wasn’t sure how it had happened, but the kitchen—and his children—were covered in powdered sugar. It was all over the tables and chairs, spread all over the floor, and was all over all four of his children. Maddie and the twins were standing stark still where they were, hands clasped behind their backs, while Angie was sitting on the floor in the sugar, licking as much as she could off her fingers.
“Why would she do something silly like that?” Maddie stammered, giving her father an uncertain smile. She was eleven, too smart for her own good, and she probably knew exactly what went down, but she wasn’t about to open her mouth if she thought it was going to get her in trouble.
Dean straightened a bit, crossing his arms in front of his chest before looking over his three older children with a ‘one of you better open your mouth or else’ look. “What happened?”
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551 words
whenitsadream. Beth/Mom = failuretotrust, Maddie = ididntdo_it, Sam = imnot_likeyou, the other children are NPCs. One last thing to be taken care of before Dean goes on hiatus.]His children and the kitchen were bleach white.
“Oh, your mom is going to kill me.”
He wasn’t sure how it had happened, but the kitchen—and his children—were covered in powdered sugar. It was all over the tables and chairs, spread all over the floor, and was all over all four of his children. Maddie and the twins were standing stark still where they were, hands clasped behind their backs, while Angie was sitting on the floor in the sugar, licking as much as she could off her fingers.
“Why would she do something silly like that?” Maddie stammered, giving her father an uncertain smile. She was eleven, too smart for her own good, and she probably knew exactly what went down, but she wasn’t about to open her mouth if she thought it was going to get her in trouble.
Dean straightened a bit, crossing his arms in front of his chest before looking over his three older children with a ‘one of you better open your mouth or else’ look. “What happened?”
( *** )
551 words
