✶ Here we are as in olden days; Happy golden days of yore ✶

[putuporshutup]

Who: The Winchester family! Castiel Clarence, Meg, Dean, Katniss, Danny, Mabel, and the beloved bouncing bundle of joy, baby Sammy! yes really
What: Domestic holiday bliss and ~quality time~ with visiting family!
When: Anytime during Stepford
Where: The Winchester family home
Rating: PG-13 tops for once

There were a few brief moments of confusion when Meg woke up in a lovely, yet completely foreign bedroom. She fingered the lace of her light blue nightgown fondly for a moment - not quite her usual taste, but it sure was pretty. The mid-century looking decor flooded her with a sense of nostalgia as she sat up in bed, careful not to disturb Cas as she did, and she smiled a little dreamily as she stretched.

As she looked down at Castiel, she immediately recognized the now-familiar surge of feelings that always accompanied any world change during which Paradisa saw fit to make her human. When she noticed that he seemed to be free of the lingering cuts and bruises and swelling and that his expression was peaceful rather than strained, her smile widened and she sighed with relief.

She pulled back the lovely floral print duvet and gasped, clapping her right hand over her mouth as she stared at her left, where there was a lovely, vintage looking diamond ring on a very important finger. Meg couldn't help the tears of joy that welled up when she peeked over cautiously and saw that there was, indeed, a simple gold band on Cas. Well then.

Whatever the castle was up to this time was a mystery, but at the moment, she was frankly too happy to give a damn.

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[the_effect_she_has]

"I don't think she's the only stubborn on here...but it's not a bad thing. You're both strong people, with strong opinions." She sat up a little, feeling proud at the compliment. "Well, I think having more teachers out there is a good thing. And it's a good way to find a husband, after all."

She wrinkled her nose, cutely, as she sat up a little. "Yes, and thank goodness for that." Her smile turned back on. "Oh, I hope to. I'm not sure where, though. I was thinking Meg's old sorority - legacy, and all."

[lovemesomepie]

Dean smiled, a little bashfully, at the compliment; it wasn't unwelcome, but he was far more used to talk being about his work - or occasionally, the food he made - rather than himself.

"So it is. Sammy here's gonna need a good teacher, same as all the other kids. A respectable job." He chuckled at the rest of her explanation. "Got a boy chasing after you then, hmm?"

He nodded again commiseratingly when she made a little face in recognition of her midterms but refrained from shaking his head as he thought about Meg and her 'band of demons'. "Ah, yes, I'm sure she'll be pleased you're interested in keeping up family traditions. But wherever you do end up, I hope you're happy. That's what's important." He added on, in a more serious tone, "Not that you'd be shy of backup if you needed it." Sammy coos as if in agreement.

[the_effect_she_has]

She smiled as Dean looked a little bashful, before she made the blowfish face at Sammy. It wasn't often she got to make Dean blush, so she took her victories where she could get them.

"Exactly. Some day, I hope to teach Sammy all about music." Now it was her turn to blush, before she shook her head. "No, not even a little. I guess I'm too shy to really talk to any boy."

She looked up at him, grey eyes warm. "Thank you, Dean. I appreciate you thinking of me and my feelings." Which made her grin at Sam, tickling his toes again. "And I am always happy about back-up."