Adopted by The Winchesters

Chapter 7

BLAZE'S POV

"Err.... Dean I need to go get some stuff."

I had got to that time when I needed to go get some girly stuff. Not like tampons or anything, by body was just going through some changes.

"Well you're not going on your own, I'll come with you." Dean said.

"I don't think you'll wanna come." I said.

"Why not? What do you need to get?" Dean asked. I paused. "Oh come on! It can't be that bad."

"Bras." I simply stated.

Deans eyes widened. "What?"

"Bras" i said again.

Dean swallowed, looking awkward. His fault for asking. "Okay, let's go."

"You sure Dean? I can go on my own if you want. It's not gonna be too awkward for you, is it?" I smirked.

"Nope. Come on, let's go before I change my mind." Dean answered. "Sammy! We're going out to get some stuff."

Sam walked through the living room door in jeans and a checked shirt. "Uh, okay."

"See ya later!" I yelled as we walked out the door.

DEAN'S POV

Bras, I should've guessed. Why to girls need to get this stuff? Can't they deal without them?

Blaze had led me into a shop called 'Bras 'R' Us'. God it already sound like a waste of time.

"So uh... What's kind do you need to get?" I asked.

"I dunno yet. I have to pick a few in different sizes and styles, try them on, and see what I like best. Then get a couple in that size to last me until I need to get some more." Blaze rambled.

This sounds like so much fun. "Are you allowed to just try them on?" I wondered aloud.

"Yeah, it's fine Dean. I'm gonna go try these on." She said.

What do I do now? "Should I wait outside or...?" I trailed off.

"Well you're not coming in so..." Blaze made a fair point.

"I'll just wait here then." I answered as I sat down on a chair outside the changing rooms.

After about five minutes, Blaze still hadn't come out? What can take so long? She's only trying things on.

"Any good?" I called out. It was a few moments before she replied.

"Yeah. I think I'm gonna get these four." She said, walking out the changing room holding four pink, flowery bras. Fantastic.

"Are we good then? Can we go?" I asked. I was getting bored.

"Sure, let me pay for them first." She said, walking up to the till.

"I got it." I said as she got out her purse.

I payed the cashier and we walked out the shop and into the impala.

"Dean?"

"Yeah?"

"Can I pick the music?" Nope.

"No. Driver pics the music, shotgun shuts her cake hole." I replied.

Blaze huffed and sunk back in her seat.

"Fine, but no girly shit." I warned.

Blaze looked through my CD and cassette tape collection and pulled out a CD I hadn't seem before.

"What's that? I asked.

"My music." She smirked.

She put the CD in the CD player. A guitar riff that sounded like the opening bars to some song from that musical Grease started playing and then a boy started singing.

'You're insecure.

Don't know what for.'

"Hell no! We're turning this shit off!" I exclaimed.

"EVERYONE ELSE IN THE ROOM CAN SEE IT. EVERYONE ELSE BUT YOOOOOOOUUU!

BABY YOU LIGHT UP MY WORLD LIKE NOBODY ELSE.

THE WAY THAT YOU FLIP YOUR HAIR GETS ME OVERWHELMED BUT WHEN YOU SMILE

AT THE GROUND IT AIN'T HARD TO TELL YOU DONT KNOW OH OH! YOU DONT KNOW

YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL OH OH!

THAT'S WHAT MA- hey! I was listening to that!" Blaze whined.

"Not anymore! I'm gonna teach you about good music."

BLAZE'S POV

Dean picked up an old looking cassette and put it in the cassette player. It sounded like rock. I don't mind rock but I prefer One Direction and Little Mix.

Dean started to sing along, well more like shout.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHH SWEET CHILD OF MIIIINE!"

This was gonna be a long ride home.

SAM'S POV

Blaze and Dean had been gone for almost an hour now. I was starting to get worried. I began pacing for what seemed like hours but was probably only 10 minutes when Dean walked through the door singing the drum beat to 'Sweet Child of Mine' by Guns 'n' Roses with Blaze following behind with a shopping bag and an extremely fed up look on her face.

"What did you get?" I asked her. Blaze just rolled her eyes and shook her head.

"Bras!" Exclaimed Dean.

Okay...

"What you so cheerful about?"

"Nothing, just some quality time with his little one." Dean said rubbing his knuckles on Blaze's head.

"Get off!" Blaze giggled and walked into her room.

I went to go and tell Blaze it was time for dinner, when I heard music coming from her room. She was singing along to some song about telling someone to speak up, shout out, talk a bit louder and be a bit prouder. I stood and listened for a bit and she was actually quite good. Dean had come to see what was taking so long so I beckoned him over to come and listen.

"Wow, she's actually pretty good!" Said Dean.

"I know! I'm surprised she doesn't sing more often."

"Anyway, it's time for dinner so we have to stop the fun." He said walking back into the kitchen.

"Blaze?" I called out.

I heard her fumble about and then the music abruptly stopped. "Yeah?"

"It's dinner!"

"Okay I'll be out in a sec!"

"Alright." I laughed and walked away.