#if they ever let J-ju and the twins actually interact with each other for 2 sec imma have a heart attack

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OK, just a few more questions and then I'll leave you alone. XD If Jimmy Junior were a cis girl, would his relationship with Jimmy Pesto be any different? How does Jimmy Junior spend time with the twins? What is your favorite season of the show?

First question is so interesting! Though were JJ a girl their relationship wouldn't be any better i think :/. Except there may not be any of those expectations for J-Ju to be "the son he's always wanted". And maybe Pesto Sr wouldn't disapprove of his kid's absolute passion for dancing as much, like he's still not supportive but just doesn't care overall (I'm kinda baffled over the reasons for Jimmy's disapproval - too "effeminate"? Too not Jimmy-like? Eh he just didn't get it whatever the reason :/)

Now for the super important question about our Pesto boys!! (thank you so much)

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• Sometimes the twins sit and watch J-ju dancing. They ask tons of questions along with silly clueless comments ("that move looks like a possum sitting on a toilet :O" - "because it has diarrhea :D"). Their big bro of course gets super annoyed at them ("Ugh, I don't know it's just dance, jeez >:/") but eh, he enjoys having his brothers' company (he would still ramble on and on about his dance moves even though he knows the twins don't really understand)

• That being said, Andy & Ollie tell J-ju silly stories all the time. Maybe the most bizarre illogical things they made up (like this one), maybe the dreams they simultaneously have the prev night (don't ask how). Jimmy is mostly amused and only a little annoyed at their stories (cuz you know, sometimes they forget they've told the chicken story 11 times already)

• Jimmy has to deliver pizzas sometimes and the twins would wanna tag along. So they just go around on bikes and J-ju tries to show them some "cool big bro" bike moves and hilariously fails at it

• Jimmy and Zeke have sleepovers every week. The twins almost always chime in and the other boys just roll with it (Oh and for bonus, Zeke ADORES Andy & Ollie because of course he does)

• The boys love playing with Terry the turtle

• Jimmy did a semi-good job taking care of his baby bros. I don't think he'd be the most responsible eldest sibling but he does try. Like he'd remind the twins to brush their teeth, go to sleep (only when he remembers), tie their shoelaces for them, hold the napkin when they have to sneeze or try really hard not to watch pg-13 movies when they're around (and fail)

I could think of a lot more but imma end here cuz this is getting way too long 🤠

Alright, for the last question: season 5!! I love every episode and everything in it. The humour, storyline and characters are all so fantastic!

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The Newest Ackles

Part 2 of Welcome to the Family

Relationship: Jensen X Daughter!Reader, Danneel X Daughter!Reader

Words: 2,232

Summary: The Reader is having a difficult time adjusting to her new way of life. But a challenge is nothing if not exciting!

Warnings: being the new kid at school, bullying (if you squint), lots and lots of fluff

Tagging: @winchesters-favorite-girl @deathtonormalcy56 @sis-tafics @straightasdeanwinchester @infamati--et--obliterati @girl-with-a-fandom-fettish @alexandriajanae4 @27bmm @missdestiel67 @sumara62

A/N: I was going to wait to post this but I’m impatient sometimes lol. Plus I really liked the way this turned out. There will not be another part to this, in case anyone was wondering. Enjoy!

Read part 1 here - Welcome to the Family

The window was cool against the side of your head, a nice reprieve from the oppressive heat of Texas. Even after spending the entire summer in the Lone Star state, you still hadn’t quite adjusted to the temperature of your new home.

You scowled as the sunlight hit your eyes again; no matter which way you sat in your seat, you could never seem to completely block the harsh rays pouring into the car.

“What are you thinking about, kiddo?”

With a sigh, you turned to face Danneel -- no, your mom.

God, you were never going to get used to that, were you?

“Just…” you trailed off, trying to find a way to consolidate your jumbled thoughts. “Another state, another school. Another round of get-to-know-the-new-kid. It gets old after awhile.”

As she came to a red light, Danneel covered your hand with her own. “I know it’s hard, sweetheart. But just think -- this is the last time you’ll have to be the new kid, right?”

“Yeah,” you said, only just realizing. “I guess you’re right.”

“Be nice, be polite, and try to enjoy yourself a little,” she advised. Spinning the wheel, she drove up to the school building while your stomach did somersaults. “I’ll pick you up right here after school, and then you, me, and JJ can go for ice cream. How does that sound?”

Smiling, you gave her hand a small squeeze. “That sounds awesome.”

Danneel brought you in for a tight hug, rubbing comforting little circles on your back. As you breathed in her perfume, you relaxed your body into her embrace. These were the things you missed, the things you thought you would never get again after the fire. You pulled away, nerves finally calming.

“Thank you,” you said, a genuine grin on your face.

“Of course, sweetheart,” she responded. Then, checking her watch, she began shooing you out the door. “Go, go! Don’t wanna be late on your first day!”

You got out of the car feeling a bit more at ease than you did when you entered. From the backseat, you heard JJ ask about ice cream and laughed to yourself.

Maybe today wouldn’t be so bad.

“Welcome to our school, Y/N! Why don't you tell the class a little bit about yourself? Maybe your name, where you're from, and an interesting fact about yourself!”

With a barely stifled groan, you shuffled your feet. It was always the same story everywhere you went. Same annoyingly happy teacher, same stupid introduction, same bored kids staring at you with blank expressions. After so many years, the whole process had grown quite stale.

“My name’s Y/N, I'm from out of state, and… uh…” Your voice died in your throat as you struggled to think of something interesting. Other than the fact that you lived with one of the stars of a popular TV show, of course.

From somewhere in the middle of the room, a voice called out, “Don't strain yourself!”

Laughter erupted among the students, causing an embarrassed blush to creep up your neck. A look from the teacher silenced the kids, but the damage was already done. If you weren't self-conscious before, you definitely were now. Face hot, you mumbled something about having a little sister and practically ran to an open desk in the back of the room.

“Thank you, Y/N,” the teacher said, her disapproval at her students clear. Then, just like that, it disappeared, and she took on the persona of the too-perky teacher you knew so well. “Now, everybody get out your textbooks and start reading.”

For the first part of the day, no one talked to you, interacted with you, hell, even looked at you. They'd give you a side glance every now and then, but that was the extent of their hospitality. It made for a very lonely morning.

At lunch, you sat by yourself, staring at the disgusting cafeteria food and wishing you were back at home playing with JJ and the twins. There, at least, people would actually give you the time of day.

Without warning, a guy came over to your table and plopped down across from you, spreading his lunch out in front of you.

“Hey,” was all he said.

“H-hi,” you responded, unsure what to do. He, on the other hand, just continued to eat, stopping only to offer you a bag of chips, which you gratefully accepted. “So, uh, not to be rude, but… who are you?”

Seeming to realize that he hadn't introduced himself yet, the boy stopped chewing and stuck out his hand, which you hesitantly shook. “Oh, sorry. Name’s Luke. I saw you sitting alone, and since it's your first day I figured you probably don't know anybody, so I decided to keep you company.”

“How did you--”

Luke smiled gently. “We have English together, first period.”

“Oh, right! You sit next to that girl who looks likes someone dumped an entire bottle of bleach on her head,” you said, giggling.

“That's an… interesting description of her,” he told you with a laugh.

“Who is she?” you asked, full of curiosity about your new school.

Smile dropping from his face, Luke leaned in close. “Amber Green. The meanest and most popular girl in school. She and her clique are the type of people who could ruin your reputation and make you a social outcast with a single word.”

“Man, I hate people like that,” you said angrily.

“Me too,” he agreed. With a smirk, he sat back in his chair. “But hey, if you end up becoming an outcast, at least you won't be alone.” You looked at him in confusion. “You'll still have me.”

As the realization of his words hit you, a smile crept onto your face. “Yeah. At least I'll have you.”

For the remainder of lunch, the two of you talked about anything and everything. Until Luke stood up, you hadn't even realize the bell had rung to signal the end of the period, so engrossed in the conversation with your new friend.

Now, for the first time ever, you were actually looking forward to going to school.

Over the course of the week, you and Luke grew closer, always hanging out with each other any chance you got. By the time Thursday rolled around, you'd invited him over to your house -- with Danneel’s permission of course.

When Luke came over, he seemed starstruck by your mom, who had answered the door for you. He gaped at you, staring at your house in awe; it was kind of funny to watch.

“Y/N?” Danneel called from upstairs, still frantically getting ready.

“Yeah?”

“Please make sure JJ gets to bed on time,” she told you as she hurried down the stairs, in heels no less. “She’s probably gonna fight you on it, but you just have to stand your ground and she should listen.”

Nodding, you glanced over to where your little sister was watching Doc McStuffins on the TV. “Got it.”

“Gen has the twins so you don’t need to worry about them, and all the phone numbers are on the fridge just in case,” she continued, oblivious to the fact that she was rambling now.

“I got it.”

“There’s plenty of food in the kitchen, you both can help yourself to whatever you like.”

“Danneel--”

“JJ is pretty easy for dinner. Just whip up a PB&J and she’s all set. Oh, and one more thing--”

“Mom!”

Danneel stopped, hands frozen as she tried to put her earring in. Turning to look at you, a smile began to form on her face as it hit you -- you’d called her mom. You'd never called her mom before.

It felt really good.

She pulled you into a tight hug, her hands snaking around your waist. “I love you, sweetheart.”

You leaned away from her, grinning like an idiot. “Love you too, mom.”

With a start, Danneel began rushing out of the house, shouting her goodbyes as she tried to get to the party on time. When the front door slammed shut, you and Luke were left standing in the hall, your friend apparently still gazing at your home in wonder.

“So,” you said, glancing at him with a smirk. “Ready to babysit?”

“Hey, new girl!”

You turned toward the unfamiliar voice, eyes skimming through the hallway crowded with kids at their lockers. Finally, with a sinking feeling in your stomach, you saw that girl Luke told you about, Amber, walking in your direction, her posse in tow. Glancing back at Luke, you grimaced -- what did she want?

With a fake smile plastered to your face, you spun back around to look at the queen bee of the school. “Yes, Amber?”

“Listen, there's a party at my house this weekend,” she told you. “Because you're new and I'm so nice, as a welcome gift, you're invited.”

Luke started tapping incessantly on your shoulder, clearly more freaked out than you were. You sighed. “I really appreciate the offer. But I already have plans with my family for this weekend. Thank you anyway!”

“What?” she asked, incredulous. “You're turning me down?”

“Uh, yeah,” you said.

Amber was fuming, like no one would dare say no to her. “Don't do anything you're gonna regret, new girl. I'm sure you've heard by now that I can ruin you.” She was practically snarling. “I own this school. With one word, I can make the entire student body avoid you like the plague. I can make your time here absolutely miserable.”

“Yeah, I’ve heard,” you replied, growing tired of her already. Looking over your shoulder, you smiled at Luke before turning back to Amber. “But you know what? I think I’m okay with that.”

Growling, Amber stalked away from the two of you, mumbling some choice expletives under her breath. You let out a breath you didn’t know you’d been holding.

Suddenly, Luke grabbed your shoulder and spun you around, a shocked expression on his face. “Do you realize what you just did? You sealed your fate as an outcast at school.”

“But, hey,” you said, smirking. “At least I’ll have you, right? If you can put up with me and my crazy family, that is.”

Luke laughed. “Are you kidding? I love your family!”

“You do?”

“I had an inkling when I came over to your house, but when you told Amber you had family plans, I knew for sure,” Luke explained. “You’re the new Ackles!”

You gasped slightly. “What?”

“I’m a huge fan of Supernatural,” Luke said shyly. “I heard all about the convention you went to and how you got adopted by Jensen and his wife, but never in my wildest dreams did I think you were gonna come to our school!” He smiled, full of pride. “There’s a convention this weekend, right? And there’s no way Jensen and Jared wouldn’t bring their families along with them, so once I put two and two together, I knew I was right. Sorry I didn’t say anything before.”

“That’s okay,” you affirmed. “The important thing is that you wanted to be my friend anyway, even before you knew about my dad.”

Just then, there was a big commotion by the front doors, where a large crowd had gathered. With a quick look to your friend, the two of you rushed down the hallway to see what was going on. Both of you pushed through the throng of people, somehow managing to get to the front of the mass.

“What the--?”

Parked outside the school was a big black van, idling near the sidewalk. When the driver door opened, a large guy with tattoos and a goatee got out.

Cliff? you thought. Shouldn’t he be on set with the boys? The back door slid open, answering your questions. “No way.”

Out of the van stepped the man who had taken your life and turned it completely upside down, the one who had given you the family you always wanted, the one who was supposed to be in Vancouver, not Texas.

“Dad!”

All eyes turned to you as you raced across the school grounds to Jensen, whose face lit up like a Christmas tree. Tackling him in a big hug, you felt a wave of comfort wash over you when he returned the hug. You looked up at him, grinning broadly.

“What are you doing here?” you asked. “You should be on set!”

“I don’t see you complaining about it,” he teased, making you giggle. “Filming finished a little early this week, so we decided to pop in for a surprise visit before the con this weekend.”

Puzzled, you searched his face. “We?” Suddenly, someone came up from behind, picked you up, and threw you over their shoulder. Before you even saw his face, you knew exactly who it was. “Put me down, you big moose!”

Jared burst out laughing as he put you back down on the ground and ruffled your hair playfully. “You ready to have some fun tomorrow, squirt?”

“Hell yeah!” you shouted, pumping your fist in the air. “You, me, and dad are gonna have a blast together. Plus, I’ve got some awesome pranks we can pull in the green room.”

Pausing, Jensen looked down at you with an arched eyebrow. “You know you just--”

“I’m aware,” you said, a mischievous glint in your eye. “Trust me, you deserve it.”