Part 1-Wee Dean

John walked in shaking his head to see Dean, his 8 year old son, standing in with his nose in the corner of the living room sniffling. He didn't say a word to Dean but he wondered what his son did to upset Pastor Jim this time. One day a week he came home from work to find one of his son's had gotten in trouble. Then he had to have a talk with the offender and let them know that he expects them to mind Pastor Jim and be on their best behavior. This talk may include, going to bed early, extra chores or an occasional 'spanking', or a couple of well placed swats.

John was in between hunting jobs at the moment. He and his son's were staying with his friend Pastor Jim. Jim was teaching John about some supernatural creatures, how to spot them and kill them, so John could become a full time hunter. John was working at a garage during the day to save up some money. He decided to stay and let Dean and Sam have a little stability for a while. A little bit of normal.

Every since his wife was killed by a demon, John Winchester's life was anything but normal. He wanted to kill the thing that took away the love of his life so desperately. Sometimes it was all he could think about. But right now, he had to think about his son whimpering with his nose in the corner. John decided it was time to find Jim and get the low down.

As he walked into the kitchen he could hear Sammy crying. 'Oh Lord please don't let Sammy be in trouble too,' was the thought running through John's head. He followed the sound of the crying and found Sam lying on his bed with his head under the covers. Jim was trying to calm the hysterical little 4 year old down but wasn't having much luck.

"Jim what did my boys do?" John asked running his hand down his face. He was feeling badly because Jim offered to help him out and his boys were acting up.

Hearing Daddy's voice, Sammy cried harder and louder. He was saying something but John couldn't understand a single thing he said.

"Samuel, if you expect me to understand what you're trying to tell me, you need to get your head out from under the pillow."

"John I'm going to let you deal with this while I go start dinner." Jim exclaimed as he got up to leave the bedroom.

"Wait Jim, it might help to know what I'm dealing with before you leave me don't you think?"

"Once Sammy comes out from under the covers, it will be very obvious what you are dealing with John." Jim turns and walks out the door and heads to the kitchen.

"Wait Jim, what do you mean?"

"Tell Sammy to get front and center John and you will know all you need to know." Jim laughed but so didn't envy John right now. He wouldn't want to be Dean right now either.

"Sam front and center." John ordered

"No, Dean mumble mumble can't come out."

"EXCUSE ME! Did you just tell me no. If I was you little boy I would rethink that now!" John bellowed "One"

"Don't count me out. I can't."

"Two"

"Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaddddddd ddddddddyyyyyyyyyyyyy"

"Three" John calmly said.

Sam was on his stomach with his head under a pillow and holding it in place tight. John walked over to the bed, put one hand on Sam's back holding him in place and gave him 4 swats with the other hand. Sam wailed after the first swat and tried to get away.

"Okay Sammy let's try this again," John said, "Front and center."

Sam reluctantly started to get up but kept the pillow held over his head. John finally figured that whatever is wrong has to do with Sam's head. John had to stifle a laugh because before him stood his 4 year old son, tears running down his face and desperately holding a pillow over his head.

"Samuel Joseph Winchester, lose the pillow now!"

"Daddy, please don't make me. I ugly"

"Sammy, I can help fix this if I don't know what's wrong and you disobeying me is making you get in trouble and not just Dean."

The tears started flowing uncontrollably now and Sam slowly removed the pillow.

"Daddy, Dean cutted off all my long hair. I'm ugly."

"Dean Eric Winchester, front and center NOW!"

Dean ran in and stood at attention in front of his dad but he couldn't look up.

"You know the drill Dean eyes up!"

Dean picked a spot on the wall to look at so his eyes were up but not looking at his dad. John really didn't understand why Dean would do something like this. Sure he got in trouble, he was a kid after all but to do this to Sam was unthinkable. He was always very protective of Sam and Sam was visibly upset by this.

"Explain this to me son because I don't understand what would possess you to do something like this to your brother." John asked.

"Well sir," Dean explained timidly. "Sammy and I were talking about what we learned from Pastor Jim's church."

"Please tell me you're not trying to blame this on Church?"

Dean didn't say anything and looked down again. He didn't know what to say to explain what happened.

"Okay son, eyes up and go on with your story."

"Yes sir. You see Sampson was super strong and he had all his hair cut off by a bad lady and it made him weak. Well, since Sammy has long hair, we thought that maybe it was draining his strength so we decided that if I cut his hair off it might make him strong, but it didn't work. It was his idea but when it didn't work he got mad and cried and went and told Pastor Jim."

"What did pastor Jim do?"

Dean's tears started falling again as he said, "He told me he was dis..dis..disappointed in me for touching the scissors and for cutting Sammy's hair. He said if it wasn't almost time for you to be home, he would spank me but since you should be home soon, he swatted me once and told me I needed to go put my nose in the corner until you called me out."

John looked from one son to the other. Even if Sammy was part of the decision, Dean is 4 years older and should have known that what he was going to do was wrong. Sometimes being a father was hard and making tough decision was part of the job.

"Dean, did you tell Pastor Jim why you did what you did?"

"No sir, he just yelled at me, swatted me and sent me to wait for you." Dean sniffled.

"Samuel, is what your brother said what happened? Did you come up with the idea?"

"Yes sir to both."

"When you found out it didn't work, did you run and tell on Dean?"

"Yes sir, because I wanted my long hair back."

"Dean, why did you want Sammy stronger."

"So he could train with us and learn to protect himself better.

"Is that why you wanted to do it Sammy? And did you sit still for Dean to cut it?"

"Yes sir to both."

"Last questions before I decide the punishments," John informed them. "Who went and got the scissors and how did you get them passed Pastor Jim?"

What really happened is Sam got Pastor Jim interested in answering a question while Dean got the scissors and took them to the bathroom. Dean and Sammy looked at each other. Dean could see the hurt in Sammy's eyes, the mess he'd made of his brother's hair and the unspoken begging for Dean to take the blame so he did.

"I got them sir. Pastor Jim was in his bathroom and I grabbed them and ran to the other bathroom and hid them before he noticed. Then after lunch I took Sammy to the bathroom and cut his hair."

"Are you sure that Sammy didn't distract Pastor Jim long enough for you to grab them?" John is pretty sure that's what happened.

Dean winked at Sammy, just a quick little wink that John barely caught. John noticed Sam visibly relax and Dean looked forward and answered John.

"I'm sure, Sammy did nothing wrong." John noticed that in Dean's eyes this wasn't a lie because Sam is allowed to talk to Jim. John looked at his youngest son and raised an eyebrow. "Dean's right sir, I didn't do anything wrong."

"Okay then, I've decided on your punishments" John announced.

"You're gonna punish me too?" Sammy squeaked. "You done spanked me already daddy."

"That was for not minding. That has nothing to do with this Samuel."

"Yes sir."

"As I was saying, Dean corner," John pointed to the corner by the closet. "Sammy front and center."

Sam walked very slowly to his dad, tears already falling. He stood in front of his dad and looked him in the eyes and said, "I didn't do anything daddy this isn't fair."

"The way I see it Sammy is that you came up with the idea and you both lied about how you got the scissors so it is partially your fault. I know your hair was cut and we will get it fixed after dinner but you sat there and let Dean cut it. Your punishment is a spanking and when I tell you, you are to go to the corner in the living room while I deal with Dean. Also Early bed time for 1 week and you are going to train with us this week. Do you understand?"

"Yes sir, but daddy I already got a spanking and another one will hurt!"

"Sorry kiddo you should have minded me earlier. Jeans down Sammy."

"Aww dad."

"Ahem"

"Sorry, yes sir."

Sammy dropped his jeans and John picked him up and put him over his knee. When John lowered his bat man underwear Sammy started wiggling and crying. John wanted this over with. He wasn't going to make this a hard spanking just a little eye opener. He raised his hand and landed one swat to Sam's right cheek. He made it sound much worse than it was but Sammy wailed just the same. John landed the second swat to the left. This reignited the spanking he had gotten earlier. He wrapped it up with one swat to each thigh.

Sam acted like his dad was killing him. John instantly rubbed Sam's back and tried to calm the boy down. "It's okay Sammy all done now. You're forgiven!" John said. Sam calmed down a little when John helped him fix his clothes and sat him up in his lap. The four year old snuggled into his daddy's chest and cried.

"Daddy how am I going to fix my hair? I want it long again."

"Well baby boy we'll get it cut so it looks good and then you'll have to wait for it to grow. Sorry but maybe this will teach you to never cut your hair yourself. You better now?"

"Yes sir, I'm sorry Daddy."

"I forgive you but you both need to apologize to Pastor Jim at dinner and offer to submit to any punishment he might have in mind. Understood?"

John heard two 'yes sirs'. He dropped a kiss on Sammy's head and set him on the floor with orders to head to the living room and put his nose in the corner. John looked at his oldest son standing in the corner. He decided to get this over with.

"Come on Dean let's do this!"

Dean slowly walked over to his dad. He popped the button on his jeans and lowered them to the floor. He started to get into position but was still a little short to do it all on his own. He closed his eyes and tried to get ready for the first lick.

"Dean you have an additional punishment. That is to do some work to pay me back for Sam's hair cut. Do you understand?"

"Yes sir I do." Dean murmured.

John lowered Dean's underwear to meet his jeans. He wasted no time starting. He followed the same pattern as he did with Sam but Sam only got four and Dean was going to get double so John just did two rounds. He didn't use full force he wanted Dean's attention. It was hard enough to sting but the pain would only linger a little while. Dean may squirm at dinner but not much longer.

Dean hated disappointing his dad and Pastor Jim so after three licks he started crying silently. He tried to remain stoic and accept his punishment but he was only eight8 and it was hard.

John comforted Dean the same way he did Sammy. He rubbed Dean's back, fixed his clothes and held his oldest. Dean craved the attention but wanted to be a man so he wouldn't let John hold him very long. He leaned into his dad's chest and breathed in the man's scent and hugged him tightly as he dried up his tears. John dropped a kiss on the top of Dean's head and squeezed him tight when he sensed that Dean was about to get up.

"ten more minutes of corner time. I'll let you know when you can get out. Tell Sammy he can get out and you take over his spot."

"Yes sir and daddy, I'm sorry I let you down."

"Listen to me Dean. You're a kid and kids make mistakes. It's normal but it's my job to punish you when you mess up. Do you get that Dean?" John said ruffling Dean's hair.

"Yeah I got it dad."

"Okay corner time."

Ten minutes later, Dean was called out of the corner and to the table. He and Sam both apologized to Pastor Jim. The pastor graciously accepted and let them know he had no other punishment planned but if they messed around like that again on his watch, they would both go over his knee first.