Christmas Special! - The Winchester Brothers and Stack Sisters Way!
Though fair warning this WILL NOT happen in 'The Warrior Protector and The Shield'. I have very different plans for the holiday season which aren't light hearted like this will be. So this here little chapter/update is kinda like a 'what-if'! So please do enjoy it!
"Jingle bells,
Batman smells,
Robin laid an egg,
the Batmobile lost it's wheel,
and the Joker takes ballet
HEY!"
That's what Amanda had resorted to singing to annoy Dean to the supreme. It's been her plan for sometime once learning that Dean thinks he's Batman.
Covering his ears trying to block out the obnoxious singing as she was beside him on the couch practically singing right into his ear, then…beautiful, beautiful silence.
"Thank God!" Dean yelled out to the room throwing his hands out before him.
"Jingle bells,
Batman sme…"
Amanda had started once again, but Dean promptly put his hand over her mouth. "Say that Batman smells one more and I'll…"
"You'll what?" she smiled into his hand.
"Shut you up." he said still keeping her mouth covered.
The older Stack sister pulled back from his hand and started once again singing the song, but Dean knew what she was up and kissed her to shut her up.
"Now shut up." he smiled down at her.
Smiling back she responded, "Batman still smells."
"Really?" Dean smirked as he started to tickle her sides. Before they knew it she was starting to squirm under him and they fell off of the couch, onto the floor.
Adam just happened to walk into the room. "Ahh! Come on! Gross! Dude! Get a room!" he yelled throwing popcorn at the couple while managing to still toss some into his mouth.
Steph and Sam followed by Bobby also came into the room. The sight before them, Amanda and Dean covered in popcorn via Adam, who was still throwing it at them; caused Steph and Sam to laugh. While Bobby sighed wondering how much of the popcorn will end up under the couch or in between the cushions of the couch.
"Idjits, up off of the floor, huh?" Bobby said shaking his head.
Bobby had been putting up with these five crazy idjits for the past seven months. And it seems that with each passing month things get crazier, but one thing remains the same. They're bonding like a family. He's known Sam and Dean since they were little tykes, then Adam, he's known for the past 9 months, and the girls the past 7 months. They were all like the kids he'd never had. Yeah, they each had some screws loose, but so does he. Family,…a hodge podge, motley crew of a family. Family full of hunters to be more exact.
Dean hopped up and held his hand out pulling his girl up to her feet with a laugh. She immediately went and stole the popcorn bowl from Adam. "Mine!" Amanda said running behind her sister and Sam hiding from Adam.
"Give it back!" Adam shouted reaching for it around the two most sane ones besides Bobby.
Steph turned looking bored acting as if she was going to retrieve the bowl for Adam, but really her and Amanda used their silent sisterly communication to decide that annoying Adam some more was in the works. So Steph took the bowl from her sister and ran into the hall eating some of the popcorn.
"You girls!" Adam muttered going after Steph down the hall. Amanda ran to the other side of the room with an alternate entrance to the room and waited for Steph. But Bobby, being the wise man intervened grabbing the bowl off of Steph just before the exchange from one sister to the other was made.
He pointed to the other side of the room, "Go sit and start stringing the popcorn." The girls pouted at the fun chase ending.
Adam clapped Bobby on the back, "Thank you Bobby."
"What are you thanking me for? You were included in that." Bobby smiled clapping Adam's back a little harder to send him into the living room.
Adam grumbled his entire trip to the couch. He got a plan to wind Amanda up some more. He squashed onto the couch that Amanda and Dean were sitting on, practically sitting on Amanda's lap, even though there was a whole other cushion to be sat on.
"Get your stinky ass away from me! I'll stab you with this needle!" She threatened him pushing hard at his side to move him away from her as Dean gave a firm shove to his brother's shoulder causing Adam to land on the other end of the couch, laughing.
Bobby gave up on trying to calm things down between those three. They were always like that and probably always will be. Now seated in his beaten and torn to hell chair, he asked, "So girls, what did you do for Christmas before all the…crazy stuff happened?"
The sisters looked at each other trying to figure out how to explain what they did.
Steph answered, "Well not much. We put a few decorations up and then had Christmas dinner with the whole family. Nothing too fancy."
"I always made the sweet potatoes for Christmas dinner!" Amanda said jovially pointing her finger into the air with a soft chuckle.
"And I always made the mashed potatoes and the pie!" Steph laughed as Sam laid his arm across the back of the sofa behind her.
"Pie?" Dean's interest was peaked as was Adam's.
"What kind?" the youngest in the Winchester blood-line asked.
Sam laughed at his brothers' ways while listening to Steph say, "Sweet potato pie, perhaps pumpkin or apple…depends on what the family wanted."
Dean's finger went up in the air, "The family…" he pointed to himself, then touched his fingers as he listed some pie flavors.
"Count me in on that too!" Adam said tossing yet more popcorn at Dean wanting some of the pie too.
Dean just continued his list unfazed by the popcorn at the moment. "…wants apple, cherry, sweet potato, pumpkin, lemon margarine…"
"Dude!" Sam scolded as he threw a throw pillow at Dean, then turned to Steph. "You don't have to make that many pies just for Dean and Adam."
"Aww, it's alright." Steph smiled. "I had a lot of fun making the pies. Don't worry Dean and Adam, you'll get your pies."
"Don't spoil them!" Bobby, Sam, and Amanda said at the same time.
"Hey!" Adam said offended as Dean muttered, "Grinches."
"Oh, like you weren't a Grinch at some point in your life?" Bobby eyed the older Winchester, who didn't have a comeback. "Let me tell you young'uns a story, when…"
"Oh great! Here we go again!" Adam said throwing his hands up in the air as he leaned back against the couch. "Story time!"
"Cork it." Bobby simply said getting into the story. "When I was little…"
"Back when dinosaurs roamed the Earth!" Adam snickered, earning him a punch on the arm via Amanda and a firm shut up as well.
"As I was saying, when I was little there was this horrible man that lived next door. He was a downright Grinch."
Somewhere in the Midwest…Sometime in the 1950s :
A little Bobby ran into the house where he'd lived his entire life so far.
"Mom!" he yelled out even though with his upbringing he was taught to never yell inside the house.
"Robert Singer, what is your problem?" his mother scolded emerging from the laundry room. "You know better than to yell in the house."
"I'm sorry mom, but…" he started, but stopped to catch his breath and pointed out the window to the neighbors house. "Norman, he told me and all the other kids from school that Santa Claus wasn't real. And, and that even if he was, him and his friends are going to hunt down Rudolph and all the other reindeer!"
"How old were you?" Adam asked to accomplish the picture in his head better.
"None of your business. Just listen…" Bobby started.
"Wait, just how old are you now?" Adam asked and everyone else looked just as curious leaned in for an answer.
"Old. Now listen!" Bobby shouted. "Idjits."
Bobby's mother had soon made haste to go talk with Norman. He was always causing some sort of trouble for the town. Ruining town celebrations, making the children believe absurd things, and such things like that. Little Bobby had watched from the window because he mother told him to stay inside the house. He saw his mother was furious with Norman and they were yelling back and forth, but when his mother returned he knew nothing had been resolved.
"Mom, is…is Santa still going to come here? With Norman being a Grinch?" he asked quietly.
"Of course sweetie." Bobby's mother knelt down to her young son's height. "He knows you've been a good little boy and that Norman… well that he's been very bad."
"Over the next coming weeks leading right up until Christmas, my mother tried to get Norman into the Christmas spirit." Bobby explained with a nostalgic smile. "She put a wreath on his door, put a Christmas card with a chocolate on it in his mailbox everyday, brought the church choir over to sing carols in our yard,… and then when he got annoyed of her 'constant nagging' he agreed to join us at Christmas Eve dinner." Bobby then laughed.
"What happened?" Stephany asked intrigued.
Laughing a bit more Bobby continued. "I was scared. I thought my mother was out of her mind. The worst part about it is that he sat right across from me. Blatantly glaring at me while he was pretending to be interesting in my parents small talk, but we made it through dinner with nothing happening. Then something worse than I could imagine happened."
"Don't tell me he was Santa Claus in disguise?" Adam said in feigned shock. "Ouch!" he yelped rubbing his leg where Amanda had 'accidentally' stabbed his leg.
"Sorry." she smirked at him.
Bobby chuckled, "No, both my parents invited him to stay and listen to some choir songs on the radio and do some last minute decorations that my mother had 'forgotten' and Norman accepted."
Little Bobby's eyes widened in fear as Norman grinned at him and his parents gathered the dishes from their meal, taking them into the kitchen.
"Maybe if I get a little too tipsy, your mother will let me sleep on the couch. Then I can hear when 'Santa' drops by to leave presents for you, you snot nosed little brat. Beat up Santa and then I'll be having reindeer sandwiches for a loooong while." Norman smirked.
Bobby sighed, "A few hours of that torturous man and then my mom sent him home. He never did change his opinion. He was a Grinch right up until he died. The end."
"BOOOOO!" Adam yelled while eating the popcorn off the end of the string that Amanda had strung. "Horrible ending… Ouch! Stop freakin' doing that!" he yelled rubbing his arm.
"Then stop eating my decorations!" Amanda scolded. "And you tell us a story of one of your Christmas's past. Good story Bobby. Norman, what a prick."
"Yeah!" Steph agreed with her sister on both Bobby's story and hearing a story from Adam, loving to hear everyone's stories really.
"Storyteller Adam do share." Dean smirked around Amanda as he stole some popcorn from the dish.
"Watch it Dean, you might get stabbed too." Sam laughed earning him a look that said 'Shut up, Sam!'.
"You eatin' my popcorn too?" Amanda looked at him with huff. "Men!" Then she gathered her stuff and went to sit beside Steph.
"No!" Adam said loudly folding his arms. "I'm not telling a story."
"Come on Adam tell us one, please?" Stephany asked.
Adam tried to ignore the younger Stack sister's puppy face that rivaled Sam's, but he couldn't. "Alright, since Stephany asked so nicely." He thought a moment for which Christmas was most memorable. "I think I was like…12? …Yeah, I was 12. Anyway, I was in the school chorus and we had a Christmas concert. So Mom had made sure to attend, getting the night off, she was…" he trailed off a bit remembering his mother, who worked so damn hard to give him a better life. "She was real proud. And uhh,…we went to go get some late supper afterward at this local diner that made the best food ever."
"Think we should go to this diner and check if Adam's right about that." Dean said trying to lighten the mood a bit causing everyone to laugh little.
"You won't be let down big bro." Adam assured. "So yeah, there we were eating our meals and this really ragged looking mall Santa walks in scanning the diner for someone. Then he comes over to me and my Mom."
Windom, Minnesota - 2002 :
"Are you Kate and Adam Milligan?" the ragged Santa asked fixing his outfit to look presentable.
"Who is asking?" Kate had asked looking suspiciously at the Santa.
"Ho! Ho! Ho! Why Santa of course!" the ragged looking Santa coughed out earning him strange looks from both mother and son.
"Yeah,… right." young Adam had huffed looking the Santa up and down.
The Santa glared at Adam for a moment before pointing out the window and leaving having done his job. Kate and Adam looked out the window seeing a smiling John leaned against the Impala right outside.
"Dad!" Adam had yelled already running out of the small diner and soon embracing his father in a big hug.
Kate followed her son with her arms crossed. She wasn't exactly on board for John being in her son's life.
"Hey Adam." John smiled hugging his son back. "How's school been?"
"The usual." Adam smiled up at his father that he's known of now for a few short months.
"Gettin' good grades still?" John asked.
"Uh-hmm." the young blond boy nodded.
"There's a present in the back." John smiled, then tilted his head towards the back door, "Go check it out."
"Cool!" Adam shouted already opening the back door.
"Adam, what do you say?" Kate asked wrapping her white sweater around her further while raising an eyebrow.
"Thanks Dad!" Adam smiled before tugging the back passenger door open all the way and then the ripping of the newspaper that served as wrapping paper soon met the parents' ears.
"So how have things been Kate?" John asked.
"Good." Kate nodded, unsure of what else to say.
"This is so cool!" Adam said while climbing out of the Impala with a BB gun and some rounds.
Kate looked hard at John. "What? Every boy needs to know how to shot a gun." he half-smiled.
Shaking her head, Kate simply took the gun out of Adam's hands and threw it back into the seat. "Adam doesn't need to know." she whispered in a harsh undertone and pulled him into the diner with her leaving John outside.
"What my Mom didn't know is that the next time John stopped by, he taught me how to shot that very gun." Adam laughed. "Then the next time he stopped by we all went hunting, where I showed off my 'natural' shooting skills. Mom wasn't too thrilled, but didn't say anything about it."
"Aww, that's very cute." Steph smiled. "At least you didn't have to wait until later on to learn how to shoot, like we did."
"It was the first Christmas after I found out who he was. I mean, I was kinda mad my Mom didn't let me keep the BB gun, but I understand. …So what'd my awesome big brothers do for Christmas?" Adam cracked a smirk between Sam and Dean.
Dean looked at Sam and shook his head making a frown, "Nothin' really."
Sam sighed and said, "A few years ago, I decorated this really thin sparse tree, that I had put in an old tar bucket; with some car air fresheners and fishing gear, whatever I could find to put on it really." He laughed a bit. "It was uhh,…" he looked at Dean and then down at his hands. "A uhh, very special Christmas. …We had some eggnog, exchanged some presents from the gas mart down the street, and watched the football game."
"The eggnog had a strong kick to it, but I'm not complainin'." Dean laughed ignoring the awkwardness of the situation.
"What'd you get each other?" Stephany asked.
"Well I got Dean a candy bar and some oil for the Impala." Sam said.
"Fuel for me and fuel for my baby." Dean laughed remembering that moment. "Sammy boy got shaving cream and some skin mags."
"Ewwww!" both the girls cringed as the men all laughed.
"I don't get men." Stephany said. "Why would one man get another man skin mags? That's just…weird."
"Don't ask what you don't want the answer to." Bobby laughed and took some popcorn out of Amanda's bowl and got a stern look.
"You boys had better stop eatin' my popcorn or I'm gonna pop someone in the nose." Amanda said.
"Aww, Raspberry come on. Be nice or else Santa won't visit cha tonight." Dean winked.
"Are you kidding me? Me and Santa are best buds. Now you on the other hand…hmmm, I don't know." Amanda raised an eyebrow before going back to stringing the popcorn.
"Boys, I think I forgot some decorations in the closet. Up on the top shelf. You wanna help bring them in." Bobby said getting up out of his chair and glanced out the window. "Still snowing. You girls are sure you can't stop it?"
"Believe us, if we could we would. That's too much snow for my taste." Stephany said and Amanda mumbled her agreement to that.
Bobby made a mental note to toss another log in the fire when he got back in and went out to the hall and opened a thin tall closet. "All the way up there." he pointed to the top.
Sam pulled each box down and handed them to Dean who passed it to Adam, who then passed it to Bobby kinda like a little assembly line of sorts.
"Oooooh!" Adam smiled playing with something shiny in pne of the boxes. The others looked into the box and gave Adam looks saying he was crazy.
The men made their way back into the living room, but as Sam, Dean, and Bobby were starting to sort through their boxes; Adam held his box and stood opposite the coffee table of the girls.
Amanda knew something was up when Adam was just standing there looking into the box in his arms. "Got a problem there Apple?" she asked using the nickname that she had given to him.
"Yeah, I don't know what to give you for Christmas? See I was thinking jewelry, but... gold or silver?" Adam asked.
"Silver, duh!" Amanda said without looking up from the tedious work she was doing.
"Silver, huh?" Adam smirked, eyeing for Stephany to move away.
"Ye…" was as far as Amanda got when Adam tossed the contents at her, silver tinsel. She looked up at him through the tinsel to see him laughing, then he dropped the box and started to run around.
"Tinsel monster!" Adam yelled running down the hall and in through the other entrance, when Amanda caught him. She grabbed some of the tinsel off her shoulder and put it on top of his head.
"You're a tinsel monster too now." she smugly crossed her arms.
"How do you revert a tinsel monster back?" Stephany asked. "You know because I might actually miss my sister."
"You know you'll miss me." Amanda smiled peeling some of the tinsel off of her head.
Dean smirked as he glanced over at Sam's box causing the younger to silently question the smirk. Then he looked in the box and saw it. Sam, himself smiled and grabbed it.
"I know what reverts a tinsel monster back." Sam said.
Steph laughed, "And what's that?"
"This." Sam said holding a plastic mistletoe over Steph's head.
"Really?"
"Yeah." Sam said as he leaned in and kissed Steph causing her to giggle a little bit. He then tossed the mistletoe over his head to Dean who caught it with ease.
"C'mere my little tinsel monster." he laughed holding the mistletoe above his head.
"Dream on." Amanda said. "That's not going to help get the tinsel out of my hair. Look at it! It's everywhere!" I'll be back in like an hour." she groaned retreated upstairs.
A little while later, the tinsel was all cleaned up from the floor and Amanda's hair, the decorations were all done except for the strung popcorn, snow was still falling, and it was getting pretty darn cold.
"How about some hot chocolate?" Bobby asked feeling a little bit chilly himself as the wind blew harder outside the South Dakota home, kicking up the snow that had already fallen along with what was still falling.
A melody of "Yeah." met Bobby's ears as he went to the kitchen. Upon making it into the kitchen he heard Adam complain.
"Hey, why's she allowed to take some popcorn? When you yelled at me, Dean, and Bobby earlier for it?"
And then Steph's soft giggle as Amanda said something like, "Because she's my sister and she asked." Bobby's not completely sure those are the exact words seeing as how he was running the tap for some water in prep for the hot chocolate.
Then a few moments later, "OUCH! Crap! Amanda!" Followed by Stephany running into the kitchen and quickly grabbing the roll of paper towels.
"She popped Adam in the nose?" Bobby asked while turning off the water.
"Yeah." Steph replied running down the hall to the living room.
Bobby looked out the window and sighed.
"Merry Christmas Idjits."
A/N - Merry _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ *fill in the blank with whatever you celebrate* and Happy Holidays! =D
Also just a little piece of news I've posted two links to pictures of what Amanda and Stephany look like, or at least close to the image in my head! They're down on the bottom with other links as well! Enjoy them!
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