Its not a one shot. There WILL be another chapter tomorrow. One where Sam somehow makes his way to Deans classroom...
" First day at big school Sam!" John said, to a nervous Sam. Sam was dressed head to toe in Dean's school uniform. Sam waddled over and picked at his piece of toast.
" Not hungwy. Want De. Feel sick. Want De, where's De!" Sam panicked.
" It's okay Sam. Dean's coming down now." John laughed.
" Did I hear someone shout for De?" Dean hollered, scooping a flustered Sam into his arms. Sam snuggled into Deans shoulder.
" Don't wanna go to school De." Sam moaned. Dean ruffled his hair.
" S'okay Sammy. You'll be fine. And it's so much fun at school" Sam gathered his school things and gave his father a tight hug.
" See you after school sport." John said, planting a kiss on Sam's forehead.
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" Bye Sammy. It's fine, I promise. I'll come and see you at break Kay?" Dean whispered into Sam's hair.
" Come on Sammy. We'll have so much fun together." Mrs. Luard said cheerily, though behind her happy face she was getting more and more annoyed at this precocious child.
" My name isn't Sammy. Only De gets to call me Sammy, not YOU. And I want to have fun with De, not YOU." Sam snapped. Dean smiled behind his hand.
" Look, Sammy. I promise I'll check on you, okay? My classroom is just there." Dean said, giving Sam a hug. Mrs. Luard sighed as Sam buried his face into Dean's shoulder and started sobbing. Mrs. Luard grabbed his arm and pushed him into the classroom.
" He'll be fine once he is settled in." She smiled, waving to Dean. Dean tried to ignore the blood curdling scream coming from Sam's mouth as he was dragged away from Dean. Dean could still hear the sobs from his classroom.
" Some stupid kid crying for his mommmy. What a moron." His friend Jack whispered. Dean kicked him under the table.
" What the- Dean that really hurt!"
" Good. Because that was my brother crying just now. And if you say something, anything about him again I'll kill you." Dean hissed.
" Woah! Slow down buddy, just saying." Jack said, cocking his eyebrows up. Dean willed the clock to go faster. The teacher seemed to drone on and on and on and on and on... Dean wondered what Sam was doing now.