Sam had aged down a while back ago, with Cas and Dean easily moving into their daddy roles for Sam.
Right now, Sam was in the living room, with his toys all over the floor. A show was playing on the TV, but Sam had lost interest in it long ago, deciding that it was more fun to spin around. Cas and Dean were watching Sam, as he twirled around, almost like he was pretending to be a ballerina.
“Sammy, are you pretending to be a ballerina?” Dean asked, watching Sam spin, arms stretched out as he twirled.
“No!” Sam responded, stilling for a split second, before he fell on his butt. He looked wide eyed at Cas and Dean, taken off guard for a split second, before he laughed, hoisting himself back up.
Dean and Cas chuckled as Sam started spinning again.
“If you aren’t pretending to be a ballerina…” Cas began. “What are you pretending to be?”
“Nothin’! Just like spinnin’ Daddy!” Sam said, narrowly avoiding a stray toy.
Using his angel mojo, Cas quietly pushed away all offending toys that had a chance of making Sam fall over and end his fun.
“I see.” Cas nodded, chuckling with Dean when Sam started slowing down again. With a little twirl, Sam and ended up falling down again on his bum.
Sam laughed again, looking up at Dean and Cas with a big dopey grin on his face. He stayed on the floor for a few moments, and Dean knew that the room was still spinning for Sam.
“Hey, Sammy, please don’t make yourself sick from all the spinning, Sam.” Dean said.
“I won’t, Daddy!” Sam said. Sam turned his head, eyes locking with his stuffed giraffe, and he grinned, grabbing it, and getting back up.
“Is Jakey going to spin with you too?” Cas asked, amusement on his face.
“Yes! Jakey wants to spin too!” Sam proclaimed happily, starting up his spinning again.
Dean and Cas chuckled as Sam spun around with his stuffed giraffe. Sam started humming out some nameless rock song, one that Dean must have hummed a few times while watching Sam, making Dean chuckle. Dean leaned back against the couch beside Cas, as the two watched Sam.
Suddenly, Sam started twirling and hopping from foot to foot as he did, Jakey stretched out in front of him.
“Are you a ballerina now, Sam?” Dean asked, smiling as he relaxed by Cas.
Sam stopped spinning again, which caused him to fall down again,and he burst out laughing once more, making Dean and Cas laugh along with him.
“Hehe, I’m dizzy.” Sam giggled, waiting for the room to stop spinning a bit before he looked up at his daddies.
“Doin’ good, Sammy?” Dean asked.
“Yeah, Daddy.” Sam said, a huge grin plastered on his face.
“So were you starting to become a ballerina, Sam?” Cas asked, repeating Dean’s question.
“Yes! Yes, Daddy, I was! Jakey is one too! We’re rock ballerinas!”
Dean shook with laughter, amusement shooting through his body.
“Rock ballerinas? What is the difference between a normal ballerina and a rock ballerina?” Cas asked, leaning forward, looking at Sam curiously.
“Well…” Sam started, stating this like it was obvious. “Ballerinas are just normal ballerinas, Daddy. But rock ballerinas…” He pointed to himself and Jakey. “Dance to rock music, like what Daddy listens to! So we are rock ballerinas!” Sam said.
“Can’t argue with logic like that.” Dean shrugged, as Sam got up once more, twirling around again with his stuffed giraffe.
“It does make sense.” Cas agreed, leaning back by Dean.
Sam continued to spin and dance, humming along to different rock songs, while Dean and Cas continued to watch in amusement.