Hello! Its christmasssssss! :D
I hope you enjoy the cuteness of the day!
Onwards...
Christmas morning dawned bright and early in the Singer household; the sound of the Boy's laughing bringing Bobby out of his slumber immediately.
'Come on then boys-in here!' he called, smiling as two excited Winchester's ran into his room and jumped on his bed.
They both hadn't grown much during the night, which Bobby was kind of glad about, but deep down he hoped the ageing process would pick up speed soon; he was sure that Sam and Dean didn't want to be kids again forever.
'It's Christmas Bobby!' Sam yelled, smiling with happiness as he bounced around on the bed.
Bobby laughed and smiled broadly at the two of them, 'It sure is! Do you want the first surprise now or later?' he asked, grinning when Sam stopped mid jump, his eyes wide as he stared around the room, trying to look for the surprise.
'I'll take that as a yes?' Bobby grinned, before motioning for the boy's to sit down; Sam did, dragging Dean into a sitting position with him, the younger boy snuggling into his shoulder as they waited for their surprises.
Bobby reached down and pulled two large red stockings from just under his bed. He smiled as he handed them to each boy, watching their faces light up when they saw that their stocking was packed full of brightly wrapped, small presents.
'Merry Christmas Boys!' he grinned, and he sat back as Sam and Dean began to unwrap their gifts.
Sam was the first one to get into his presents; the little boy grinned as he pulled out a large bar of chocolate, a small bouncy ball, a bag of toy soldiers, a little teddy bear wearing a Christmas hat, and finally, a small book of Insects. He clutched his presents to his chest, smiling, before looking up at Bobby.
'Thank you Bobby, these are great!' he said, crawling over to hug the older man. Bobby smiled as he hugged the boy tight, before releasing him, trying to hold back the tears. He sure hoped he wouldn't be crying all day long...
'Your welcome kiddo-you done yet Dean?' Bobby smiled, watching Dean wrestle with the tape on his last present.
'Nearly...there...' Dean muttered, before he finally managed to rip the paper off, and, with a flourish, he held up his long-awaited present.
'Wow...ha your gonna have to watch out Sammy!' He grinned; aiming the small water pistol at his brother, laughing as Sam dived forwards, hiding his head in the duvet. 'Relax Sammy-it's not loaded yet!' he grinned, pulling Sam back gently by his shoulder. 'See?' he said, handing his present over for Sam to inspect.
He dug deep into his stocking and pulled out his other unwrapped presents; he too had a large bar of chocolate, as well as a bright red ball, but he had a few DVDs of his favourite TV show, and three comics.
He smiled up at Bobby, holding the comics to his chest. 'Thanks Bobby, these are awesome.' He said, before grinning down at Sam, who was now tying to get off the bed to play with his ball.
'Whoa Sam, we can play later-we have to go downstairs now!' Bobby smiled, getting out of bed and grinning at the two boys.
'What's downstairs?' Sam asked, eyes wide with curiosity; he latched hold of Dean's hand in excitement, the older boy smiling down fondly at him.
'Your second surprise! Now just let me get dressed, and we can all go down together, ok? Go in your rooms until I call you.' Bobby instructed, grinning as Sam bounded off, dragging a smiling Dean behind him.
He dressed in double quick time, deciding to leave the curtains drawn and Rumsfeld sleeping, before walking out his room and knocking on the door of the boy's room.
'Come on out guys!' he called, and immediately the door opened and Sam came running out; the little boy started jogging on the spot in his excitement, a sight that amused both Dean and Bobby.
'Relax Sammy; the surprise isn't going to run off!' Dean grinned, holding his brother's shoulder to keep him still.
'Okay, you two wait here for a few more seconds-I'll go down and turn on the tree lights, and then you can come down.' Bobby said, before walking down the dark stairs and into the living room.
He silently cursed as he stubbed his slippered toe on one of the boy's presents, before he finally reached the plug switch behind the tree and turned it on.
He heard a gasp from behind him, and turned to find Sam and Dean at the bottom of the stairs, their faces illuminated by the multi-coloured fair lights, their mouths agape at the sight before them.
'Are all these...ours?' Dean breathed, hardly able to believe his eyes.
'You betcha! Come on down guys-Sam, your presents are on the left, Dean, yours are the right.' He said, before sitting on the sofa which he had made the centre point, and watched the boys approach the presents.
This time it was Dean who was the first to start unwrapping; the twelve year old ripped off the paper of all of his presents before standing back to fully take in what he had been given.
'Wow.' He said simply, kneeling by a huge box that dominated his pile, the words 'Mountain bike' emblazoned on the front. The bike in the picture was white, the wheels huge and black.
'This is mine?' he turned back to Bobby, eyes wide.
'It sure is kiddo.' Bobby smiled; they both turned when they heard a delighted squeal from the other side of the room. 'Dean! I got a bike Dean! Oh wow!' he yelled, standing up and punching the air, laughing. Dean walked over, grinning as Sam shoved the whole box into his arms. Sam's bike was bright red, but it was just a smaller size than his.
'Dean? I can't ride a bike.' Sam said, a tinge of sadness in his voice as he gripped his brother's sleeve and looked at Bobby. The older man shrugged and chuckled. 'Guess I'll have to teach you two when Christmas is all over, eh?' he smiled, watching as both boys' faces lit up.
'Yeah! Thank you Bobby!' Dean grinned, laughing when Sam launched himself into his stomach, hugging him tightly.
'No problems guys-what else did Santa bring you then?' Bobby asked, looking at their piles of gifts again.
It turned out; quite a lot-Dean's pile contained a huge mound of books, a Nintendo DS games console and games, and a brand new helmet. Sam's pile also contained lots of different things; the little boy grinned as he looked down on another big pile of books, some story books, others reference books, a large tub of Lego, a football, another big teddy bear and a brand new helmet to go with his bike.
He walked over to Bobby, helmet in his hands, smiling. 'Can I put it on?' he asked, chuckling as Bobby obliged, clipping the helmet onto his head, the bright blue colour really standing out on his head.
'You look good kiddo-Merry Christmas!' Bobby smiled, chuckling when Sam gave him another tight hug, followed by Dean, who gave him a cuddle too. 'Thanks Bobby; you made Sammy really happy.' He whispered in his ear. 'Are you happy too?' Bobby asked him as he let go of him.
Dean nodded, grinning down at his gifts. 'This is the best day ever!' he said, before sitting down next to Bobby, both of them watching Sam play with his new things.
A knock on the door signalled the arrival of Rufus, and Bobby was suddenly happy he had organised a schedule for the day; after the Christmas presents were opened he had got the kids fed and dressed, and as they did he tidied up the living room, stacking the presents neatly by the wall.
Now Rufus was here, he could finally get going with the final preparations for the meal.
'Hey Bobby! Merry Christmas!' Rufus smiled, his face obscured by a stack of brightly coloured presents.
'Aw Rufus, you didn't have to buy anything.' Bobby said, suddenly bashful as his friend walked into his house.
'Nonsense, I wasn't gonna walk in here, eat your food and have fun, without giving you guys something, was I? Now shut up and sit next to the boys for the present giving!' Rufus instructed, shooing Bobby into the living room.
Bobby did as he was told, grinning as Sam snuggled closer to him.
'Right-Dean, this is your present, it isn't much, but I figured you'd like it...' Rufus said, handing Dean his present. 'Thanks dude...' Dean smiled, taking the present and opening it.
The present was a large, leather writing book, the white pages bright amidst the dark brown cover.
'Thanks Rufus, I love it!' he said, but Rufus waved his hands, smiling.
'It's ok if you hate it, I didn't know what to buy-I guessed you kids nowadays like to write and draw when you get bored, so...'
'Rufus-I said I liked it!' Dean repeated, before standing up and giving the older man a hug.
Rufus didn't know what to do, so he settled for patting Dean's back until he released him, smiling.
'Well, I'm glad you like it Kid.' He chuckled, before handing Sam his present.
Sam ripped off the paper to reveal a large colour book of monsters and mythical creatures, the book red and black with silver writing. 'Wow...' Sam breathed, looking at the book to Dean, grinning.
'Wow Sammy, that looks great!' Dean smiled, nudging his brother fondly.
Sam too stood up to hug Rufus, and this time the man was better prepared for it. 'Merry Christmas Sam!' he chuckled, holding the boy tight till he let go.
'And now, to the best friend in the world...here's your present Bobster!' he chuckled, giving the last present to Bobby.
Bobby grinned as he felt the present; he knew exactly what Rufus had got him-he opened the wrappings to find a brand new bottle of scotch, the brown liquid illuminated by the lights.
He lifted his present as a toast to his friend, smiling at the boys. 'Thanks Rufus-but I guess great minds think alike, eh?' he chuckled, reaching to his side to grab another wrapped present.
'Oh man...it's been a long time since I got a present!' Rufus chuckled, opening the present, smiling like a child.
He laughed out loud when he saw what Bobby had brought him; an identical bottle of scotch. 'I guess great minds really do think alike!' he grinned, before reaching down and giving Bobby a one armed hug. 'Thanks man, means a lot.' He muttered.
'No problem.' Bobby smiled.
Once everything was finished and the wrapping paper put away, Bobby finally got some headway with the dinner-and soon the meal was ready.
'Hey Dean...what's brown and sticky?' Rufus asked, holding up the cracker joke so the boy couldn't see it.
Dean shrugged, his party hat slightly askew.
'A stick.' Rufus chuckled, looking up at Dean, who wasn't grinning.
'That wasn't funny.'
'Well, it's not really meant to be funny, see, they're just silly jokes...' Rufus tried to explain, but in the end he gave up, chuckling, as Dean turned back to his pudding, shaking his head.
He looked across to the other end of the table, where Bobby and Sam were in the middle of an epic battle of tiddly-wink frogs.
Sam placed his finger on the strip of plastic near the back of the frog, before letting it go, the brightly coloured frog flying into the air; jumping into a small plate they had assigned the winning place.
'Ahh no! Damn your good aim Sam!' Bobby laughed, before bending down to get his frog in the air.
He carefully chose his position, and put his finger on the frog, before letting go, the two of them watching as the frog flew into the air and landed on the floor with a clunk.
Sam laughed, tears streaming down his face as he pointed at Bobby's mock sad face. 'Your one fell on the floor! It can't fly!' he grinned, laughing again as Bobby shrugged.
'I never wanted to be a pilot anyways...' he grumbled, before winking at Dean.
'Right...' he said, looking at the clock-it was very nearly the boy's bedtime. Time really does fly when you're having fun, it would seem.
'You two can go play, or read, upstairs for a while, and then when I come up and tuck ya'll in, you can go to sleep, sound fair?' he asked.
Sam's face fell a little, but he picked up a little when he seemingly remembered all the great things that he had gotten that day. 'OK-Night Rufus, Merry Christmas!' he smiled, walking over to the other hunter and giving him another hug.
'Merry Christmas Kiddo-have a nice sleep.' Rufus smiled, hugging the boy tightly.
Dean was the next to get up, the older boy hugging Bobby first before walking over to Rufus; 'Thanks for the present man, it's really nice.' He said, nodding at the hunter before giving him a hug as well. 'Your welcome Dean, you have a nice sleep too-I'll see you guys soon.' He promised, smiling at the two of them as they walked up the stairs backwards, waving at them with tired eyes and smiling faces.
'Night night boys-I'll be up in a few minutes!' Bobby called, before turning to Rufus, a contented look on his face. 'That was nice.' He said, leaning back in his chair.
'It sure was, and thanks for inviting me.' Rufus smiled, standing up.
'No problem-listen, I was thinking of a little new year party for the boys, you wanna come?' he asked, walking with Rufus to the door, his present in hand.
'You sure? I don't want to get in the way of what you're doing with them...' Rufus said, looking sideways at his old friend.
'I'd be really happy if you came, the boy's like having you around, and so do I' he said, before patting his shoulder. 'You're coming.' He said, nodding his head once to show he meant it.
'Well, how can I refuse an offer like that? I look forward to it.' Rufus grinned, before walking out the door, gently shutting it behind them.
Bobby smiled at the closed door, just mulling over the days events.
This had been the best day so far, and, as he walked up the stairs to read the boys a story from one of their new books and to tuck them in snugly-
He hoped there'd be many more of these days to come.
So I hope you enjoyed this chapter! New years to come, as well as Bobby trying to teach them how to ride a bike!
Thank you for reading, and please review!
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