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[L U C I F E R]

Lindal sighed and let his head droop. "Okay." He said, holding out his hand for Sam to take. "I'm hungry." He complained, hair flopping over his face.

[Light Bringer]

"You can help me cook some dinner when we get back, what do you say? Sounds fun, right?" Sam asked, taking Lindals hand and beginning to walk back to the bunker.

[L U C I F E R]

"Okay." He said, wiping his nose on his sleeve. The cold was nipping at his features and his small nose glowed red and had begun running.

[Light Bringer]

"You're cold, aren't you? Wait, do you feel the hot and cold?" Sam asked tilting his head, there were a few things about all those supernatural beings that interested him.

[L U C I F E R]

"My nose is cold." He admitted with a shrug, trotting alongside Sam. "What are we going to make?" He asked eagerly.

[Light Bringer]

"Hmm...Well I can either make some spaghetti and meatballs or roast chicken and vegetables. We have all the ingredients at the bunker." Sam said.

[L U C I F E R]

"Spaghetti!" He said excitedly. "That's the long slurpy stuff, right?" He asked as an after thought, doubting himself.

[Light Bringer]

Sam chuckled and nodded his head. "That's right, Lindal." He confirmed with a smile.

[L U C I F E R]

"Yay. That's yummy!" He said before pausing. "I think. I've only had once." He added, furrowing his brow and looking up at Sam, a near mirror reflection of the Winchester.

[Light Bringer]

"Yeah, well I'll teach you how to make it and, assuming your dad lets you, you can make it whenever you want." Sam said.