Greetings once more readers. I had said I had chapters written out already. I've written all the way up to season three already, just need to fix those up a bit. Anyways, I hope that you all enjoyed the last chapter. I wish I could have gotten some reviews. Well, I hope I get some reviews this time at least so I know if I'm doing well.
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"So, I take it you wouldn't mind traveling with us then?" John asked as Sammy's face brightened at the idea of his father actually letting the misfit girl come with them.
"I wouldn't mind it at all." Theo replied as she glanced to her father, seeing the smile he held that she accepted the idea, knowing it was best for her to be with people who don't break everything they touch.
Dean smiled at her as well, the idea of a baby sister who could help keep balance in their lives being with them something that could actually make him relax a bit for once.
John got Theo to get whatever she wanted to go with them and when ready let her say goodbye to Bobby. "Alright, now don't go breaking his car. He'll do a lot worse than make you clean up the mess." Bobby said as he crouched down in front of the six year old.
"I know, I won't." Theophilia assured before she was dragged off by Sammy to go to the car. Bobby gave John a few things for Theo before the group left for the next place.
Two Years Later : Dean : 10, Sam : 6, Theophilia : 8
Dean let out a grunt of protest. He knew there was a reason why Skylar shouldn't have been allowed to learn fighting so early, she'd use it against them.
Theophilia Skylar Winchester smirked triumphantly as she leaned against a nearby tree. She was a fighter, but not always a fair fighter, and boy did Dean know that. She went so low as to hit below the belt, though he was her brother.
"Theophilia!" Dean roared in anger as he tried to stand up, Theo and Sam laughing before they took off running for the cabin.
"Skylar, he's going to get you!" Sam alerted as they ran. About a year into living with the Winchesters, Theo decided she wanted a simpler name. She asked if she could just be called her middle name, and John didn't argue against it.
He found it easier anyways when he had to yell at the little misfit for attacking her brother or running off with a pistol to practice shooting. He couldn't exactly sound serious yelling Theophilia Skylar Winchester at the top of his lungs.
At the moment, the Winchesters were residing in an old cabin in Tennessee, since John was busy with business and the area was more or less safe and quiet for the kids for a few days. Well, when Skylar and Dean didn't get into it that is.
Since John had begun training Skylar, and found out she had the natural born skills of a hunter, Dean had been getting less action than he liked. He loved the idea of going shooting with their dad, and John was his dad fully. So Dean would ignore Skylar for a bit at a time until he was jumped by the still rambunctious girl.
Sam was the first to get back into the cabin and just as Skylar was about to get inside, she was pinned to the side of the cabin, log walls on her stomach and Dean's chest on her back, holding his baby sister in a choke hold. "You think it's so funny don't you?" Dean asked as he smirked down at Skylar deviously before dragging her into the house.
"As a matter of fact, I found it hilarious." Skylar answered back as Sam sat back on the sofa, watching his two siblings.
"I didn't. I think it was very rude and if dad found out he would punish you." Dean grumbled as he pinned Skylar against the kitchen table, making sure she had no way of escaping. He was the oldest, and he knew he had more strength, but Skylar was as cunning and devious as a Trickster, which he heard Bobby call Skylar once.
"But dad won't find out, because you love me and you wouldn't want me to get in trouble." Skylar replied with a sweet, innocent look that made Dean's stomach drop before he quickly adverted his gaze, turning back when an idea came to mind.
"Fine, I'll punish you." Dean replied, wiping the smile off of his baby sisters face before he dragged her back into the bedroom that all three of them were sharing.
"Guys, dad is gonna be back soon." Sam called to the two before Dean kicked the door shut.
"You wouldn't dare, indisposition." Skylar growled, taking advantage of the fact that John had left a English to Latin dictionary in the hotel once and she read through half of it by the time he was back, learning a bit how to speak Latin, and even Spanish once when John left a dictionary for Spanish once as well.
Dean smirked deviously as he pinned Skylar down to the bed. He knew if there was one thing Skylar hated, it was punishment, and punishment she would get. Dean made sure Skylar was secure before freeing one hand. "Say your sorry, or it's a spanking for you." Dean stated as he looked down at the defiant girl beneath him who's sky blue eyes shone with anger.
"Never. I'd rather kiss a demon." Skylar snapped back at her older brother, unaware of how that hurt Dean to hear she would kiss a demon before apologizing to him. She yelped when she felt the sting of Dean's smack to her bottom.
"You'll never even get near a demon, not if I have anything to say about it." Dean growled protectively, letting go of Skylar before skulking out of the room just as John walked in the front door.
"Hey Sammy." John greeted tiredly before seeing Dean skulking in the kitchen, frowning since he knew off the back that his two older children were fighting again.
"Hey dad." Dean greeted, not as energetic as Sammy's own greeting though.
"Come on, let's go shooting a little bit." John offered to the oldest as he moved to go get one of the safer guns from his bedroom.
Skylar came back out of the bedroom a half hour after John and Dean had left, finding Sammy watching TV. "Hey Sammy, wanna help me with something?" Skylar asked with her now signature devious smile.
"Does it involve pulling a prank on Dean again?" Sammy asked as he kept his gaze on the cartoons playing on the TV screen.
"Yes." Skylar answered truthfully as she went to the kitchen to find chili powder.
"Then no thank you. He can actually hurt me, unlike you." Sam reminded as his adoptive older sister rolled her sky blue eyes at him.
"Fine, I'll do it myself then." Skylar said before going back into the bedroom and finding Dean's suitcase, smirking when she found his underwear and began putting chili powder on the fabric before Dean or her father could find her.
John came back with Dean a little while later, Dean holding a triumphant smile at how he could still bulls-eye every target. He glanced towards Sam, who was stretched out napping on the couch, then Skylar who was no where to be seen. "Where's Skylar?" John questioned as Sammy woke up, glancing towards his family tiredly.
"I don't know." Sam replied through a yawn as Dean went back into the bedroom to put away his gun, seeing the window open and frowning, now knowing where Skylar had probably gone.
Skylar smirked as she snuck around the side of the cabin silently. Of all her skills, from being a great shot like Dean, to having a calm demeanor when needed like John, what Skylar loved most was her stealth. She could be hiding in plain sight and no one would know.
Skylar peered in through one of the windows and frowned when she saw that Dean and John were back early. That would certainly put a stop on her attempt of scaring Sammy. She slowly crept around towards the open front door before yelping when she was tackled from behind, recognizing right away who it was by the weight and build. "Really, you would sneak out Theophilia?" Dean questioned before Skylar flipped the position so Dean was on his back and Skylar straddling his waist.
"Really, you would tackle me? Cant a girl get some fresh air?" Skylar questioned with her innocent look that could put Sammy's puppy dog eyes to shame.
"No, not when Dad and I aren't even here." Dean growled before the attempts of being dominant continued until John broke the two up, sending Dean into the bedroom and Skylar into the bathroom until they could stop fighting.
Skylar had been preparing a bath when she heard Dean's panicked yelp, grinning deviously before he came running into the bathroom, red faced and angry. "Is something wrong, big brother?" Skylar asked innocently before Dean held up a pair of chili powder drenched boxers, obviously trying not to show that he was wearing one of the pairs that had the powder on them.
Dean kicked Skylar out of the bathroom to change while she laughed at his misfortune, laying back on Dean's bed since she and Sammy shared one of the beds together. Dean came back out a half hour later and was about to exact his revenge when they were called out for dinner. "I'm going to get you for that little prank you know. It's war." Dean growled from across the table, Sammy looking between them with a worried look.
"It's always war." Skylar reminded, propping her feet up on Dean's legs since he was the one opposite her for once. He shoved them off only for it to continue secretly as the family ate, both older children trying to keep a straight face before Dean smirked, kicking at Skylar's feet when she sat properly, earning a grunt of disapproval and a look from his father.
"Stop kicking each other under the table." John warned his two children before they went silent, dinner becoming peaceful finally.
After dinner John went out to the truck to clean up the mess from the days hunt after convincing his children to take a bath, since after a day of running through a muddy forest, they were due for one.
"No, no way! I'm not going in there with her." Dean snapped at Sammy, who tried to convince the two that he wanted to take a bath alone for once.
"I'm a girl, so the girl should get to shower alone, then the boys together. So...bye!" Skylar said before taking off into the bathroom and slamming the door, laughing at her brother's protests.
Skylar had just finished running a bubble bath when Dean opened the door and pushed Sammy in. "I'm the oldest, so you've got bath duty baby." Dean announced before closing the door on the two who were now voicing their protests.
About half way through their bath, Skylar noticed something. "Why are the bubbles green Sammy?" Skylar asked as she looked down at the forest green bubbled curiously.
Sam held up a hand to his chin, only to yelp when he saw it was died green. "Dean!" Sam shrieked at the same time as Skylar, both scrambling to get out of the water.
Dean smirked triumphantly to himself, laying out on his bed with a vial of green dye in his hands. "I am the prank king." Dean mused before laughing at the sound of his siblings in the bathroom scrambling to get away from the dye.
Dean was lucky that John came back inside when he did when both Skylar and Sammy tried to throw Dean into the bathtub full of dye. In response to the consistent pranking, John sent all three kids to bed early after forcing Dean to clean up the dye and Skylar to wash the clothes she doused with chili powder.
Sam slowly crawled into bed, having finally scrubbed the dye to the point where it was only faintly visible on his skin. He was glad he hadn't dunked his head underwater.
Dean was stretched out on his own bed by then, beyond tired and wanting to just sleep. It was a hectic day, as usual, and now he just wanted to sleep.
Skylar finally finished washing the chili powder out of Dean's clothes and came back into their bedroom to see Sam stretched out over their bed, flopping down on Dean's as he wasn't asleep yet. "Hey go to your own bed." Dean grumbled as he lifted his face out of his pillow.
"Sammy stretched out over it." Skylar grumbled in response before turning to face away from Dean, letting her eyes slip close to get some rest finally.
The next morning the two were woken to the sound of Sam's laughter. Skylar attempted to stretch, only to feel someone against her back. She turned slightly to see her older brother beside her, just beginning to wake up. "Uh, what are you doing, big brother?" Skylar asked as Dean slowly opened one eye to see her beside him.
"Me? You're the one who laid down in my bed." Dean grumbled tiredly before throwing a pillow at Sam to shut him up, the six year old fleeing from the room.
"Because Sammy was hogging the bed." Skylar reminded before rolling over and pushing Dean onto his back, snuggling into his side.
"Hey, get off." Dean growled as he tried to get away, only for Skylar to use his chest as a pillow.
"No, I'm going back to sleep." Skylar growled back in response only to yelp when Dean pinched her backside and fled when she let go of him.
"Thank you." Dean called back as he fled the room, laughing at the jerk comment he got for fleeing from the room.
The morning then was relatively quiet with Sammy watching cartoons, Dean polishing the knife he had gotten as a gift from his dad, and Skylar trying to scrub the green dye out of her skin. For once everything was fine, until John got a call for a big job and began getting the kids to pack up to go.
"Are we going to Bobby's again?" Sam asked as he sat in the back seat, Skylar beside him and Dean riding shot gun.
"No, you're going to stay in the hotel room while I'm working." John advised, even though the three kids knew the rules already when their father was out working.
"Which means you and I have a chance to get back at Dean for the dye." Skylar whispered to Sammy as she kicked Dean's chair for emphasis, acting calm when Dean turned around to face them.
Dean glared at Skylar warningly before turning his attention back to the road.
Sammy smirked at Skylar to agree to the idea of getting back at their older brother. "Maybe we can put super glue on his toothbrush." Sammy offered as Skylar grinned ear to ear at how she was getting Sam to open up to the idea of pranking Dean.
"I can hear you." Dean reminded as he turned to face the two, receiving innocent puppy dog eye looks in response before growling and turning back to the road.
"Oh he's just mad because I didn't apologize. Fine, I'm sorry big brother." Skylar purred with a babying tone before leaning forward as Dean turned to look back at them and kissing Dean on the cheek, causing the older Winchester to sputter and turn back quickly as Sam burst into laughter, Skylar grinning at how she could make Dean feel uncomfortable with the simplest of things.
"Jerk." Dean growled back at Skylar.
"Indisposition." Skylar replied before grinning at the chortle John gave at her knowledge of Latin.
Latin Translations - Indisposition = Imbecille
Well, I hope you all enjoyed the chapter as much as I did writing it for you. I would like to give a fair warning, each chapter after this might include a bit of Latin since Skylar has a kind of knack for it. Also because I'm partially fluent in it. Anyways, thanks for reading. I love to see that I get more readers when posting new stories. Now, I would highly appreciate it if someone reviewed. Next chapter will be up tomorrow, or even possibly today if I get at least two reviews.
