Title: Apple Pie
Author: Black_Wingedbird
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: Not beta'd. Meant to be a drabble.
"I hope your apple pie is freakin' worth it!"
-Dean Winchester, 'Scarecrow'
Dean took a deep breath, inhaling the sweet, comforting scent of apples and cinnamon. Slices of yellow apple and spice-flecked syrup oozed out from underneath a lattice of tender, flaky pie crust. Gentle wisps of steam rose from the filling, slowly melting a scoop of snow-white vanilla ice cream. Dean swallowed and picked up his fork, hovering above the plate. He speared the tip of the slice and raised it to his lips, eyes closed.
It was warm on his tongue as the tang of crisp, fresh apples fused with the thick sweetness of sugar and butter and nutmeg and cinnamon, and the dry hint of salt from the crust completed the taste of heaven as he chewed slowly. Blissfully.
Oh yeah.
It was *so* worth it.