i'm looking out for the two of us.

[mulletrock]

Who: Dean Winchester, Ben Braeden, and Mary Winchester
What: Small mother's day celebration
Where: Mary's apartment
When: Backdated to the afternoon of the 13th

[Dean and Ben went out for pie as soon as he was done brushing his teeth and getting dressed so they could surprise his Mom.

Sure, things had been shitty for a while but Dean was determined to get their minds off of it. For him there wasn't a better way to do that but to focus on the positives and have some good eats while they were at it.

Sam couldn't make it. Something about having other plans. It reminded him of having to steal his mom's silver in the Djinn pipe dream and Sam walking in on it.

Things were pretty simple but apparently he was still the one with the reckless streak. Some things never changed.

He wasn't sure it'd make much of a difference but he had to try.]

Comments

[carryonmywaywardson]

[Ben really liked Dean's mom. Mrs Mary was a real classy lady who seemed almost as cool as Dean did. He liked talking to her at least. When dean said he wanted to surprise her for Mothers day, Ben was game for it]

[After all, he can't surprise his own mom, which he wished he could. Though he didn't know it was mother's day already. Time things, he supposed.]

[He waited near Dean, hands in his jean pockets, bouncing on his toes a bit.]

[momchester]

[After the whole incident with Jinx that morning, Mary had had to run out and take care of some things at Emma Frost's jewelry store in the mall- switch shifts with someone, make some promises to make up for it, do a little managerial stuff before heading back. It only takes a couple hours but then she's heading home, playing Angry Birds on her NV. After a stop at a convenient store, she's home again.

Mary is just taking a swig from her flask when she's coming in the door, stopping dead when she sees them. Crap, she forgot- they were gonna be here, weren't they. She doesn't want Dean knowing she actually owns a flask now- or Ben, for that matter. Way to be a role model.]

Ben, Dean. Hi. [Just. Putting that away.] Sorry, I got held up a little.

[mulletrock]

[Dean's brows shoot up but he doesn't think too much of it. He couldn't judge her not when he'd taken sips from his flask in front of her and offered her a drink from it too after she fell through the glass. He was the last person that could throw a stone when it came to drinking habits.

He looks a little smug though. Maybe because Ben is just too damn excited to do this and it makes him happy that the kid likes his Mom as he much as he does and that his Mom has a chance to actually be a good influence on an eight year old again.]

Pie's still coolin' so you're right on time.

[He stuck it in the oven to warm it back up since she had a slice earlier that morning.]

[carryonmywaywardson]

[Flask? Ben didn't even notice, or he did but it didn't really effect him or bother him. Instead he just smiled up at Dean's mom (still trippy to him, that his mom was like... HIS moms age and stuff) and bounced a bit on his toes.]

Hi. [He said back, hands fidgeting a bit in his pockets. he would have said Sup, like he normally did, but something about mothers always made him speak or act a bit better...]

[momchester]

[More than anything, Ben's best-behavior greeting puts a smile on her face. She gives him a hug first, bending down to ruffle his hair the way all kids everywhere hate before straightening up to hug Dean as well.]

Pie? Oh, that sounds fabulous.

[She looks from one to the other, wondering if they have anything planned for her she doesn't know about. They have that look about them.]

[mulletrock]

[Dean grips his mom back and kisses her hair. When he pulls back it's to get a knife to cut into the pie with. She had a slice earlier that day but now it was everyone's turn to enjoy themselves.]

You get first pick, Mom.

[He cuts into the apple pie and gives Ben a look that says he should go grab the gifts.]

[carryonmywaywardson]

[Ben liked hugs. He liked getting them from pretty girls too, so it was all good, though he did make a small groan at the hair ruffling, mostly because it was young boy law number 23, that one should dislike the hair ruffling. He was smiling though.]

[At dean's look, Ben grinned, and slipped away for a moment, trying to get away with out being 'seen' while Dean had her distracted with pie. yep. That's how this worked.]

[He returned a moment later, looking a bit more excited and bringing gifts...]

[momchester]

[Mary chimes in her approval and moves in closer to examine the pie- utterly missing Ben slipping out. She's still going mmmm over the first bite when Ben comes back with something behind his back.]

Hey, you. Didn't see you leave.

[Talking with your mouth full, derp.]

[mulletrock]

[Dean's cutting into the pie himself when Ben comes back around. He sets aside one piece for the kid and a bigger piece for himself.]

Want the honors, or should I go first?

[Dean holds his hand out so Ben can toss him his share of the gifts.]

[carryonmywaywardson]

[He just smirked, hiding them still, but as Dean asked his question, Ben pushed the one gift to Dean first.]

You're mom. You go first.

[mulletrock]

[Dean grabs the small meticulously wrapped package and hands it over to his mom with a grin plastered in full on his face.

It wasn't much. Just some leather he braided himself attached to an anti-possession charm.]

If you're done stuffin' your face. [He's joking. Mostly. He's about to fill his face with pie too.] I got this for you.

[More like made, but grown men don't admit they made a women's bracelets.]

[momchester]

[She accordingly does go first because Ben's the boss, already setting into her pie by the time Dean presents the gift to her. She puts her fork down with a muffled pleased sound.]

Oh! [Manners. Yep. She finishes chewing, a self-conscious little smile on her face, and takes the present.]

Oh, Dean- I had a charm just like this on my old charm bracelet.

[She grins at him and reaches across the table to squeeze his shoulder.]

It's perfect. Thank you.