Summary:
Sam needs Dean to write his letter.
Home For Xmas
Howdy Mr C
So I know that my little brother writes you ever year and you ignore him, but he's broken his hand this year so I'm doing it for him, 'cos despite what dad or I tell him, he still believes that you are real. Go figure. I mean come on, a guy in a bright red suit, flying through the air on a sleigh with a red-nosed reindeer, next they'll be telling me that there is a God and that angels are real!
Anyway, back to Sam WhineyChester's Xmas wish. He wants dad home this year, despite him being two states over chasing some spook and that spending Xmas with us is probably the last thing on his mind.
Hell, tell you what, if you pull that one off, I'll promise to believe in you even though, you know, you haven't gotten me a damn thing that I wanted for Xmas in like forever.
If you are listening though, I'd really like that tricked out pistol that my dad's got. Just thought I'd mention it, you know, just in case.
Ho, ho, ho to you, fat, red dude,
Dean Winchester o.b.o. Sammy aged 8 and annoying.
Chapter End Notes:
Santa. Ignore him, but send my dad. Sam Winchester.