Our (Little) Big Brother-Supernatural Ageplay Story

Shopping

Aricka woke up first the next morning, but it wasn't long before Dean did, too. "Morning," she whispers, running her fingers through his hair. "Sleep good?"

"Mhm," came the response-he was sucking his thumb again. Aricka smiles.

"Want to go shopping? We could get you stuffed animals, and coloring books, and clothes."

"Paci?" he asks.

"Sure, we can get you one." he grinned, and grabbed her fingers, and bent and stretched them. "Are you being a silly goose?"

"Nooo," he replies, giggling. 

"I think you are," she disagrees. "I think you need a visit from THE TICKLE MONSTER!" and she dove on the unsuspecting Little, skittering her fingers up and down his sides, eliciting more laughter from him.

Sam walks in at that point. "S'mmy, help!" Dean cries, giggling so hard he got the hiccups. Aricka was laughing too, at this point, and got up out of bed.

"C'mon, giggle box, we need to get ready," she tells Dean.

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*Time  skip*

"It's a good thing you've worked with Littles before, Aricka," Sam comments as they walk into a Little-friendly shop. "Otherwise we'd never have found this."

Aricka flashes him a smile. "I know, I'm pretty awesome, right?"

"Look!" Dean suddenly gasps, pointing at a row of stuffed animals. Aricka almost cooed when she saw what he was pointing at:

"Do you want that, Dean?" she asks. "You want the puppy?" he nods, and she takes it off the shelf, handing it to him. "There you go." What happened next was too precious to process. (Thank you, Logan Sanders, for that amazing quote!) Dean squeezed the plush to his chest and closed his eyes like he was inhaling its smell. "What are you going to name it?"

He seemed to think for a minute before whispering, "Zoe. Her name is Zoe."

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(More of Dean's stuff in the next chapter; right now we'll just show the clothes and toys.)

"Honey bear!" was exclaimed a few moments later as Dean spotted an adorable teddy:

"Pwease can we get it, Mama?" Dean asked-and holy Moses, his puppy eyes are almost more effective than Sam's. 

(A/N: OMG LOOK AT THAT FACE!!)

"Yes, you can," Aricka answers, and was immediately tackled in a hug. 

A giggle escaped both of them, and he lets go a few seconds later. "Let's keep looking for new friends, okay?" she asks, and when he nods, she takes his hand. "Okay."

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(Surprise! Aricka's 1st person POV for a change-if I don't like it, the stort will continue in 3rd person only. If not, then we might be going back and forth.)

We'd found a few more stuffed "Friends" as Dean called them, but then we saw something Dean had to have. "Stitch!" he reached out and grabbed the plush, burying his face in the soft plush fur. "Wuv Stitch," he cries, his voice muffled by the stuffed animal.

"You can have Stitch, but we need to look for some clothes now, okay?" when he nods, I grab his hand again. "Let's go, De."