Title: Young Blood
Fandom: Supernatural
Disclaimer: The characters used are not owned by me. They are owned by the CW and its creator Eric Kripke.
Characters: John, LilDean, Sam
Warnings: Contains spanking and swearing
Thanks for all the reviews and alerts! School has started for me, and it was HELL getting everything together these last two weeks, registration, etc. That, and I had no laptop :(. I'm going to go buy a laptop on WED!! So, I should be back real soon!
Prepare for Dean brattyness...
Chapter Eleven
The rest of the ride hadn't been that bad. Neither Winchester had spoken.
Arriving at the mall, and after finally finding a parking spot, Sam led Dean into the building.
Right by an arcade.
Dean's eyes widened at all the games. He had played a few of them, he could tell, though the names had changed. However, there were a whole bunches of them that he had never seen before.
"Wow, cooooll!" grinned Dean as he began to head over to the arcade.
"Hold it, bud!" A large hand fell onto his shoulder. "Can't go in there. Sorry, we've got some shopping to do."
Dean rolled his eyes.
"Sam-my," Dean drawled out his brother's name in a whine.
"Don't start. Remember, you promised to behave yourself."
Dean rolled his eyes. Again.
"Just to look around!"
Sam shook his head no.
"Come on. We can shop all day!"
"Well, I for one hope we won't need to. Besides, I can see a few games in there that you wouldn't even be allowed near."
"Like what!" Dean asked flipping over to look once again over to the arcade.
It called to him.
"Well, I'd love to tell you, but in reality," Sam started as he leaned down and grabbed Dean's hand. The kid didn't even notice, seemingly tranced by the games. "It's not fitting for you to find out."
When Sam began to walk them in the opposite direction, Dean got out of his trance.
"Hey! Let go of my hand! I'm not a little kid! Sammy!"
"No, and yes you are. Now stop tugging at me!"
Dean tried a few more tugs but then gave up, seeing as how Sam wasn't even paying attention to him. He flipped back around, walking sideways so that he could still look at the arcade and memorize the location.
Entering a store, Dean grimaced at all the displays. It was all so girlie and colorful. And everything smelled of flowers.
"Sammy? This is the girl's section," whined Dean.
Sam looked around and then nodded.
"Yeah, but we have to walk through here to get to the boy's section. Now, come on."
Dean wasn't so sure that he wanted to get something from a section where they'd have to go through a girls' section first, but Sam wasn't giving him any other option.
"I'm not wearing anything stupid!"
Sam rolled his eyes.
"No shit! That's why you're here, so you can pick it out and try it on."
Dean stopped.
"I don't try on clothes! That's for girls!"
Sam tugged Dean until he kept walking.
"I'm not wasting my time to come back and return things because they don't fit. Dad's whole method was that you'd either grow into things or I could have them. Well that's not gonna quite cut it right now, so your trying them on."
Entering the boy's section, Dean looked over some shirts at first glance. He frowned.
"No."
"What?"
"There stupid!"
Sam looked around. All he saw were a lot of shirts and jeans and sneakers that were little kid sized, nothing that looked bad to him.
"What's the problem?"
Dean looked up to him and rolled his eyes. Slowly, he walked forward a little, hand still firm in Sam's, until he stood in front of a blue sweatshirt with a cartoon on it.
"I'm not wearing that!" Dean yelled pointing to the cartoon.
Sam looked at the shirt. Apparently, littleDean and BigDean had similar tastes.
"So, you don't like SpongeBob?" Sam said with a smirk.
Dean looked at him. The "Duh" expression was clear on his face.
"Everyone loves spongebob!" another little voice yelled out from behind them.
The brothers turned to see who had spoken.
A little boy, a little taller than Dean stood behind them. He was probably ten or eleven years old, and true to what he had said, was wearing a bright yellow shirt cleverly sporting the Yellow Squaredpanted Icon. He also had on a pair of black short that had Bob and a Pink starfish.
Dean scoffed.
"Well I don't. So there."
The other boy crossed his arms over his chest.
"Well, then you don't count, cause you're stupid! SpongeBob is the best!"
"You're stupid! It's a sponge for crying out loud! And pink is for girls!"
The boy looked madder.
Sam placed his hands on his brother's shoulders, trying to calm him and turn him away from the argument. It hadn't helped when he was younger, but maybe since he was actually bigger than Dean this time, he might be able to avert a fight.
Not that the Big!Dean wouldn't be having the same argument.
"I know that!"
Dean smirked. He pointed at the pink starfish.
"Then why you wearing it, you fairy!"
"Dean!"
"It's Patrick! Everyone knows that!" the kid yelled, stomping his feet.
Dean scoffed.
"Patricia, more like."
The kid took a step forward and Dean smiled. The boy had always loved a confrontation. Especially with the bigger kids.
Made it just that much sweeter when he beat them down.
"Hey!" Sam called out to the kid; bring the boy's attention to him now.
Apparently, Sam's 6'4 frame had gone unnoticed. That was a first.
The boy stilled.
"I don't think that you want to fight. Just because you like something and some one else don't doesn't make it right to start something with them."
"I can take him, Sammy! Don't worry," Dean said in a calm tone. Giving the other boy the look of death, Sam didn't doubt it. Never had.
"I didn't bring you here to fight, Dean."
"Dennis! Dennis!"
A plump woman appeared, pushing a stroller.
"Oh, Denny, there you are!" she came up besides the boy, running a hand through his hair.
"Didn't you hear me calling you? I've been calling out to you for a minute now. You can't run off like that, baby."
Dennis rolled his eyes. His mother looked over to the brothers and smiled.
"Oh, lovely, you've made a friend."
Sam was about to make a friendly comment, sending the family along, but Dean, well...
"Friend?" Dean scoffed. "Lady, you're son is as mean as they come! He was cussing me out just because I said that I liked real heroes like Spiderman and Superman and Batman to Spongebob. Like it was a crime!"
Sam stood slightly opened mouthed watching his brother.
Not only had the young Winchester gone and ratted out the boy, but he had made it worst for the other kid and made himself look completely innocent. And all in a sweet southern drawl.
The lady, slightly stunned as well, turned to her shocked son.
"Denny?"
"Mom, I never cussed at him!"
"He said I had to be stupid and crazy not to like spongebob."
If possible, Dean sounded offended and hurt by the incident.
"Dennis, now that wasn't very nice!"
"But mom, I didn't!"
"Apologize!"
"Mom!"
"Dennis, there was no need for that! Now, apologize to this boy and let's get going! Maggie needs a change of clothes and we still need to get Grandpa's present."
"But Mom, it was him…he…I didn't…he called me a fairy!"
The lady looked unsure between her son and Dean.
Dean tugged at Sam's hand slightly and smirked to his brother.
Sam had remained silent, never seeing this side of his brother before. Sure, he had heard that his brother could be a real bastard, mainly all through high school, but he had never actually seen it. The Dean that he knew was so caring and comforting.
Sam snapped out of it, turning to address the lady, he placed a hand on Dean's chest, pressing the boy closer to him.
"I'm sorry for the inconvenience ma'am. I don't know what it is with boys and altercations. I'm sorry that we disrupted your shopping. We'll get going; we can find some clothes elsewhere."
Looking down at his brother, who stared up at him with innocent adoring eyes, he smiled.
"Why don't you say your goodbyes and we keep on shopping?"
"But, I didn't get to look around! And it's my birthday." Dean looked thoroughly touched; Sam could even swear that he saw a few twinkling tear marks caught in his brother's eyes.
Sam gave his brother an odd look, not certain what his brother was playing at. Until, the lady spoke.
"Dennis Collin Rolding, you apologize to the boy this second! Picking on a boy just because he's younger than you and doesn't like the same things! And on his birthday! You should be ashamed!"
Dennis looked shocked. Clearly, he didn't know what to make of that.
He turned to the brothers, first to Sam and then to Dean.
"I'm sorry?"
Dean shrugged slightly, taking a tender step closer back towards Sammy.
Dennis' mother scoffed.
"It's okay. You didn't know. And maybe SpongeBob's not so bad."
The lady took a step towards Dean and his brother stood firm, looking at her curiously.
"There's no need for that, sonny!"
She wiped something away from Dean's face and it was then that Sam noticed his brother had pulled in the waterworks.
Dean nodded.
"Now, I'm sure that you can still have a great day and find something that you really like, huh?"
Dean nodded again.
"No need to say you like something just because someone else tells you to like it. My son may like Sponge Bob, but I liked Superman when I was a little girl too. There's nothing wrong with that!"
Dean nodded more enthusiastically.
"He's my favorite."
The lady nodded. Standing back up she looked at Sam and smiled.
"I'm sure whatever day this young man has planned for you isn't spoiled yet?"
"No, ma'am," Sam replied in the same Southern drawl that Dean had used.
"No, I've got the best brother in all the world!" bragged Dean.
The lady smiled at them. Returning to her children's side she nodded.
"Well, happy birthday then! And how old are you today?"
Dean beamed.
"Nine!"
"Well, my Dennis is nearly eleven. I'm sorry for the misunderstandings. You have a great day."
"Okay! Bye!" Dean waved, as the lady walked away pushing the stroller, a firm grip on her son's arm.
"Thank you, ma'am."
As they rounded the corner, Dean turned his innocent face to his brother. Sam kneeled down in front of him.
"You're a brat you know that?"
"Yep!"
"That was very mean, Dean! You made that boy get in trouble!"
Dean shrugged.
"He's just lucky his mommy came along to save his sorry fairy behind." Dean said, crossing his arms.
Sam did a quick look around to make sure that no one was looking at them. Reaching forward, he smacked Dean's butt once and hard; propelling the little boy slightly forward.
"Oww!" muttered Dean, as he placed his hands on Sam's chest on instinct for balance.
"I have half a mind to find that lady for you to confess."
"You can't!"
Sam looked at the little boy in front of him, so sure of himself.
"Oh, can't I?"
"No. You can't. You'll look dumb! You were here the whole time and you didn't say nothing!"
Sam opened his mouth, but little Dean was right. Damn.
"Fine! But it doesn't make it any better that you did that!"
Dean turned his head to the side. He was the perfect cross between confused toddler and puzzled puppy. Damn, but his brother was adorable.
"I didn't mean anything by it. And he did apologize!"
"But you didn't."
"But, it's my birthday!" Dean said with a wide grin.
"No. it's not."
Dean shrugged, smug look on his innocent face.
"Too late to say that now too."
Sam growled. Taking to his feet, he resolved that it would be a lot faster and safer to just do the shopping himself.
He grabbed Dean below the arms and hoisted him up to his chest. Dean struggled and whined slightly, but he wrapped his arms tightly around Sam's neck all the same.
"You're really tall!"
Sam smirked at him.
"Yep. I am."
Dean rested his head on his brother's shoulder, prepared to veto any sucky suggestion that was made.
"I'm not wearing the Patricia Star either," he muttered into Sam's neck.
Smiling, Sam brought a hand up through the boy's hair.
"Wouldn't dream of it," he reassured him, pressing a kiss into the soft curls.
To Be Continued...
Again, you're all so very great to keep up with me:D
Now, don't forget to review, AND go but the Season Two Supernatural DVD tomorrow, okay:D
A/N: As you can tell, I'm not a big fan of Sponge Bob. However, I don't own him, so no sueing! I started college, so I'm broke and it would be a total waste of time to do otherwise!
Patrick's pretty cool though. Considering.
OH, and Dennis is just a whiny little 'girl' that would leave my best friend alone so he gets the unpleasant cameo! Haha, take that! (though, that's not he's REAL full name, so still don't sue me :D)
