"Two salty hunters, one half-angel kid, a dude that just came back from the dead again and a tinker buzzer. Team Free Will 2.0!!"
"It's tinker bell."
"No, it's buzzer cause bell sound melodious. You don't."
( gasped )
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1 day before
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somewhere in the real world
Laughter of children filled the park as Dean saw those small figures busied themselves in jumping and running around. A few of them wished to play on the swings too but couldn’t as those seats were currently occupied by Dean himself and his daughter, Fayre.
But unlike the girl, the hunter wasn’t happy. He felt like a giant sitting on the small swing which seemed to be built for a toddler and it didn’t help when he noticed Fayre's short legs lightly touching the ground where his long legs were awkwardly stretched out in front of him. Still a single glance at his daughter's glowing face, Dean couldn’t help but to stay put.
The girl happily sighed looking at the clear sky above, swinging back and forth, "Aghh... it feels so nice"
Wiggling a bit Dean only grumbled, "It feels exactly the opposite"
It earned him some giggles from the girl and the corner of Dean's mouth lifted too.
"Try this...", Fayre suggested as she began to swing faster than before but seeing Dean struggled to even sway an inch, the girl hopped down and went to stand behind her father, she pushed him a little causing to add some momentum on Dean's hanging seat.
"O..o..o, what are you doing?", Dean prompted clutching the chains tight like a kid, it only drove Fayre to push him harder with fits of laughter but this time the hunter was quick enough to prop his legs down stopping the girl from budging him.
She tried to move him a couple of more times but then stopped huffing and pouting a little, "You're heavy"
To give the girl a triumph smile, Dean looked over his shoulder only to find she was nowhere in sight.
"Fay...", he called standing on his feet at instant.
There was no response.
"This isn’t funny, where are you?", Dean yelled, still there was no trace of the girl.
