Denny and an afternoon spent baking pies in the bunker. ^_^
Eeee so cute!! Bunker!fic Denny is my fave. You know me so well.
Benny was a mean cook. And Dean, well, he was amazed that he had found someone whose love for pie rivaled his own. And damned lucky to have found someone who could make all different kinds without breaking a sweat.
"What kinda pie should we make today, Dean? We got some nice ripe peaches from the market the other day. Or I could probably whip up some chocolate cream?"
"Hmm. We got any apples?"
Benny threw his head back and laughed.
"Sugar you are so predictable. As it stands I did get a handful yesterday. Figures you’d want plain old apple pie for the 4th of July."
"Hey- it’s traditional! Don't judge me!" Dean protested, but Benny silenced him with a kiss.
"I’m just teasing. Now go grab the sugar, sugar. Let’s get this pie going."
