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it’s psychological horror to YOU. to me it’s a romcom

Jack misunderstands what Valentine's Day is for and gets gifts for all 3 of his dads

Cas, Sam and Dean wait for Jack in the kitchen, sitting around the kitchen table. He’s summoned them here, but now he’s nowhere to be seen.

“What do you guys think this is about?” Sam wonders out loud, taking a sip from his beer.

“I only hope this isn’t about Billie.” Cas answers, gravely. “I don’t want her to ask him to do any more than he already is.” Sam nods, sympathizing.

“I was thinking more of a forced birds-and-bees talk.” Dean muses, and the other two turn to give him a coordinated look of judgement. “What? It’s happened before.”

“Perfect.” Sam glares at him. “Now that’s all any of us are going to able to think about, when he comes in.”

“S'not my fault,” Dean shrugs. Cas just stays frozen, possibly horrified.

And then, Jack does come in. He carries in his arms, three large wrapped bundles. One of them looks like a box, the other two are definitely shapeless under the pink-hearts wrapping paper.

“Hello.” He waves, putting the three things on the counter, and turning around to face them.

“Where the hell did you get wrapping paper?” Is Dean’s first question, which is a little suspicion-provoking, but Sam and Cas are too occupied right now.

“What’s this?” Cas asks, serious.

“Well.” Jack beams at them, spreading his arms. “Happy Valentine’s Day!”

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tua headcanon (amusement park day!!):

it takes them approximately an hour to leave, and it’s all because of klaus who keeps on adding all sorts of ridiculous things to their itinerary

and they don’t plan on doing so, but somehow they all end up wearing something blue, so yay team

“are we there yet” “i sWEAR TO GOD IF SOMEBODY ASKS THAT ONE MORE TIME–”

“ARE WE THERE YET!!!!!” “jesus, klaus, what the fuck is wrong with you?” “you didn’t say exclamatory sentences weren’t allowed, allison”

ben just rolls his eyes and mutters “lord give me strength” under his breath

most of the time, luther’s too big to go on the rides so the duty of guarding their stuff falls to him instead

after the third ride, ben notices the sad slope of luther’s shoulders and opts to keep his brother company instead. when luther tells him to “go on ahead, i’m fine,” ben just gives him a Look™️ and plants his butt into the seat next to his brother, making a big show of feeling pukey and pulling out the books he’d brought for the long ride

throughout the day, they make a contest out of trying to make ben smile. obviously this ben isn’t as cheery as their ben, but he’s still ben, if that makes any sense, and that’s good enough for all six of them

surprisingly, it’s five who insists on taking pictures everywhere. when they catch him buying a photo album from one of the many souvenir shops scattered around the park, none of them say a word

vanya is surprisingly hyperactive, darting here and there like a squirrel all hyped up on sugar. they don’t blame her; their father never took her on “family vacations” and even if he did, it was only so someone could watch the room while they frolicked on the beach

when diego dares klaus to ride the fastest roller coaster in the park–twice!!!–in exchange for shotgun privileges later, klaus all-but drags diego onto the ride and throws his hands up the entire time. diego ends up vomiting all over klaus’ shoes as a result

when they stop for lunch, allison insists that they take a proper family photo. while they wait for their food, allison edits it properly and immediately sets it as her wallpaper

the haunted house is wide enough that even luther can enter, and they all laugh when diego scares five and he teleports to the end of the hallway with a strangled yelp

“very funny diego” “oh i assure you it was, five”

ben smirks but hurriedly covers it because he wants vanya–who is slowly shaping up to be his favorite sibling–to win

there’s a particularly hilarious photo of diego with his mouth wide open on the jungle jam, water spraying his entire face, and his siblings decide to get one copy each for blackmail material

they end up getting matching ugly headbands from the souvenir store. vanya and klaus wear theirs with pride throughout the park, and even though diego makes a big show of calling it ugly, he doesn’t take his off either

ben spends the entire day getting to know his siblings. for some reason, he already knows a couple of the things they tell him even before they finish their sentences; an unshakable feeling that goes all the way to his bones. it’s slightly unsettling, but also easy to forget when he sees the way allison’s eyes light up when he somehow remembers that she’s allergic to mangoes and peaches

allison practically falls over herself with delight when somebody’s dog trots over to her and demands a belly rub

all of them end up being pretty attached to the dog, so discussions to have a team pet are brought up once more

“save it for the team meetings, guys” “you’re the only one who actually listens to those meetings, luther” “we’ll be talking about getting a dog–” “say no more”

they all tease vanya when one of the guards mistake her for a kid and almost forbids her to ride on the second tallest roller coaster in the park

luther jokingly asks her if she’d like a ride on his shoulders, and is even more surprised when she agrees, and that’s how they end up walking around the park with vanya perched atop luther like a particularly huge five-year-old

five buys her a balloon to add to the joke, but soon, klaus starts complaining that he wants one as well, so five buys another and forks it over: a large bear cub that klaus names "davey” and doesn’t let it out of his sight for the rest of the day

diego manages to capture a snapshot of vanya smearing chocolate sauce all over ben’s cheek. he doesn’t tell anyone else, but he keeps it in his wallet for a good amount of time and calls it his lucky charm

the ben contest ends when klaus swan-dives into one of the fountains, and when one of the guards try to call him out, klaus simply runs away and pretends he’s a completely different person when he rejoins them, and it’s so stupid but ben can’t recall the last time anyone was ever this silly and fun around him, and so he snorts, and klaus immediately starts to crow because “ha, that counts!!! in your face, diego!”

they stay for the fireworks show, and when it finally starts, all seven of them sprawl out on the grass, crane their necks back, and cheer along with the rest of the crowd at the pretty lights

after a few seconds, ben realizes something’s up with klaus because his eyes have gone all glassy and not-quite-there, and when he lays a hand on his brother’s shoulder, klaus grabs his shirt collar none-too-gently before he slowly comes back to the present 

five recognizes all the signs of ptsd because he’s had them before, and before klaus can protest, he eases his brother’s head down into his lap and cards his fingers through klaus’ curly hair until he calms down. he’s still a bit jumpy every time a particularly loud one pops overhead, but he’s definitely more relaxed now that there’s something familiar to ground him

allison decides it’s been a long day for everyone after that, and no one disagrees because the sooner they get home, the sooner they can make cocoa for klaus under the pretense of being unable to sleep themselves

there’s a pretty intense game of rock-paper-scissors in the parking lot over who gets to drive because all of them are bone-tired and want to nap

when luther loses, everyone mysteriously gets re-energized, and soon enough, they’re singing cheesy 2000s pop songs at the top of their lungs

five keeps rolling his eyes and saying “i can just teleport home, you know” but klaus latches onto his right arm and vanya his left, and so he stays. they’re still holding onto him when they fall asleep later, their heads pillowed on his shoulders, and although he makes a big show of displeasure at being used as a human stuffed toy, he rests his head against klaus’ and only moves again when they’re turning into their street

the next day at breakfast, klaus is still wearing the stupid headband

I will take a picture of you for Instagram if you stop talking about the boat’s butt. And for every pic you take of me, I’ll quiz you on a vocabulary word.

Blondie came for the jugular tonight, lads