This is part 1 on a sub-story to an upcoming plotline. In which I am collaborating with the great fan fic author, kissacazdor!
This is hopefully the start of a good partnership within fan fiction, her writing and stories are awesome. If you haven't checked her stuff out, I'd give them a read as they are brilliant.
"I don't like dresses, why am I wearing a dress?" moaned Chrissie, her wavy brown hair extra wild and fluffy. "Why are we going out today anyways?"
The five year old found herself dressed in clothing that made her presentable and feminine, a checked dress with matching white ankle socks and black t-bar mary-janes. This was unusual to her as she like dressing in her old scruffy clothes, making her look like a street urchin as Sam would tell her often in a humorous and kind manner. Nevertheless, the child was being given a treat, a trip to the local movie theater to see the movie "Matilda."
Dean wanted his little sister to be dressed up, knowing she'd enjoy the gift he and Sam had bought her. It's a little white purse with a matching headband. He really wanted to surprise her but his little sister was getting angry at the situation of wearing a dress and nice shoes.
"Fine," sighed the teenager as he finished buckling up her polished shoes. "I was going to give you this at the movies."
He handed her a shiny pink bag with red tissue paper. Chrissie gave him an adorably sweet smile and hugged his legs tightly. The new purse and headband looked adorable on the little princess and Dean couldn't wait to show her off at the theater, knowing its mostly filled with females.
"Thank you very much" grinned Chrissie.
Dean assisted his little sister into the car and drove to the theater, to stand in the long line with all the mothers and babysitters. Even Dean Winchester can sit through "Matilda" if he had someone to play with. Chrissie stood there in line as others repeatedly expressed their liking of the way she was dressed. A young woman with a small boy stood behind them.
"Stop watching me" snapped Chrissie with a scowl, to the small boy behind her. "It's not nice to stare. My Sammy says so."
Chrissie was never one to hold her tongue when it came to voicing her temper.
"Chrissie!" Dean exclaimed, "You're dressed like a young lady, so you need to act like one, okay?"
The five year old sulked at the fact she was being scolded by her brother, her arms folded stubbornly across her chest.
"Sorry, Ma'am, she didn't mean to be rude," Dean turning his attention to the woman. "I'm Dean and this is Chrissie."
His eyes gazed at the young woman, who appeared to be in her mid twenties. The woman had long wavy brown hair that tumbled onto her shoulders, her perfect legs exposed due to the very small denim shorts she was wearing. Sure he was only seventeen but there was no harm in trying.
"It's okay, I'm used to moody kids," the attractive brunette smiled at the teenager. Brodie is like that every morning. I'm Tina."
The little boy at her side also had wavy brown hair, his chocolate eyes hidden behind navy framed glasses. He stared at Chrissie in a smitten manner.
"Well, maybe we should let the moody ones get to know each other while we do the same." Dean suggested with a smile that would make any woman melt.
Tina like this proposal, her lipstick stained lips stretched into a seductive smirk. Chrissie didn't like sharing Dean with anybody but Sam, therefore placing an obstacle in her brother's way.
"I don't wanna sit by Badie," Chrissie huffed with a pout "I wanna sit with you."
"His name is Brodie, not Badie." Dean responded. "If you say so."
The little girl then turned her scowl to the young woman who was trying to steal her brother away from her.
"I'll share my big brother with you missus," said Chrissie. "But if you mean to him, you'll be in trouble with me."
Tina immediately smiled at the seemingly adorable statement, until she realized the little girl was serious by the look in her eye.
"How about, I buy you some popcorn and candy?" Tina proposed, hoping to win the small girl over with bribery.
"I don't like popcorn!" Chrissie barked.
Sweet as Chrissie was, she did have a fair amount of spice in her personality.
"That's not true, Chris, you love popcorn" replied her brother, praying that she wouldn't throw a massive temper tantrum.
As small and skinny as she was, Chrissie appeared to have inherited a bottomless gut from the eldest sibling.
"No, Dean," answered the moody child. "Not anymore."
The seventeen year old rolled his eyes at her. He had never met such a stubborn kid in all of his life, apart from himself.
"Fine," Dean chuckled. "Then more for us."
They bought all the goodies needed for the duration of the movie and headed down toward the front of the auditorium. Dean and Chrissie loved sitting in the very first row whereas, Sam usually complained and moved. All four had to entire row as no one sat with them. Dean and Tina moved to one end, leaving the two younger ones sitting together.
Still pouting, Chrissie huddled down and folded her arms, the opening credits to the movie blazing on the large screen in front of them. She turned her head and blinked at the besotted Brodie.
"Wanna some of my popcorn?" he asked, holding out a medium sized bucket. "It's really, really, really, really good."
"If it's really that good, then sure, but better keeps hands to self!" she replied, before grabbing a handful of popcorn from the bucket. "Why are ya staring at me again?"
Brodie blushed and looked away from the freckled faced girl. He nervously glanced over at his preoccupied mother.
"I've never seen a beautiful girl before," the bespectacled little boy replied shyly. "You're a fairy princess."
Brodie shuffled off his seat in order to crouch down on one knee in front of the girl of his dreams.
"Can I be your prince?" he asked.
Dean and Tina watched them from their seats. Five years old and it looked like Chrissie had got her first boyfriend.
"Is he proposing to my baby sister?" questioned Dean with a raised eyebrow.
Tina grinned at the sight of her lovesick son.
"No, he's on a Prince kick lately. His dream was to meet a real life Princess," she explained. "So, as soon as we got out of the car, he kept screaming, 'There's my princess. Oh, there's my princess'!"
Dean was ready in case Chrissie would either hit or kiss the little boy who pined after her. Chrissie simply blinked in surprise and confusion at Brodie's statement, craning her head at her brother, a puzzled look on her face. Dean took a deep breath, praying she would remain calm.
"If you be my Prince, you hafta do everything I say, okay?" said Chrissie, to which Brodie nodded. "Good. My name is Princess Christina."
The five year olds sat together peacefully. After a several long minutes of silence Chrissie then turned to Brodie with a sweet smile.
"I need more of that popcorn" she said primly, pointing at the bucket that Brodie was holding.
"Yes, your Majesty" replied Brodie, giving her the entire bucket with a big smile.
She loved the attention, despite it being unusual. The children watched the movie, giggling and gasping at the right moments. Chrissie got butter on her chin, so her dutiful prince wiped it off with his napkin.
"Hey," she snapped. "Don't touch me!"
She then deliver a quick nip at Brodie's hand in order to repel him. Tina was annoyed when Dean took his attention away from her, due to the fact that the flirting and fondling was getting good.
"Hey, what's going on over here?" demanded the seventeen year old on hearing his little sister squawk.
Chrissie pointed an accusing finger at Brodie, her bottom lip stuck out into a pout.
"He touched me!" she said, her voice almost going squeaky.
Dean paused to look at the little boy playing royalty with his sister, yet Brodie wanted to voice his side on what happened.
"No, I wiped you," he explained to Chrissie. The boy then gazed at his beloved princess's brother "Sir, I'm in love. It's my job to care for her. Wiping and biting happens all the time to a Prince. Princesses are extra special you see."
Chrissie then cleared her throat and put her hands up in a dramatic manner, as if she was going to stop traffic.
"I wanna watch the movie now, so be quiet everybody" she said, sitting up straight in a lady like manner whilst smoothing her checked dress down.
Chrissie and Brodie were enjoying themselves very much watching the movie but towards the end, she noticed her brother and Tina wildly making out and fondling each other. Yet due to the fact there was children around, they tried to do this in secret.
"He does that a lot" commented Chrissie to Brodie. "It's weird."
The children both frowned at their elders.
"My Mommy does that with the man helping her do bending over exercises and running," added Brodie. "She was really fat."
Chrissie looked between the kissing pair and Brodie, her nose wrinkled in confusion.
"Fat?" Chrissie asked.
Brodie nodded at her, munching on a handful of popcorn.
"Yep, but most of the fat is on my little sister now," he said. "When my Mommy had my baby sister she lost most of her fatty, so it musta went inside the baby. My Mommy wants another baby. She said, if my Daddy won't give her one then she will go out and get one herself."
Chrissie's eyes were wide like saucers as she watched her brother act oddly with the lady, wearing what in her mind looked like panties. She then glanced back at Brodie.
"Is your Mommy married?" she asked him.
Brodie shook his head at Chrissie in a negative response whilst fixing his glasses.
"Not anymore, but my Daddy sometimes stays the night," he said. "She is looking for another husband. I think."
After the credits rolled, everyone began talking and stood up. Brodie stood up first. offering his hand to the beautiful princess, who accepted with a cute smile. The tiny five year old couple walked out of the busy auditorium by themselves. Dean and Tina hurriedly caught up to the fast little couple.
"What's the big rush?" he asked the children.
Chrissie's skinny legs were slightly crossed and she hopped about whilst standing still.
"I gotta pee" she said.
Tina glanced down at the small girl, a smile on her face.
"I'll join you" Tina suggested as she ushered her towards the female restroom, the two males waited on them outside.
After doing her business, Chris was unhappy to see the woman waiting for her, and also for trying to assist her with hand washing.
"I'm big girl now" stated Chrissie with a frown, giving Tina a clear hint that she was not wanted or needed in this situation.
Tina waited for Chrissie at the door. Chrissie, after she finished washing her hands, gazed up at her curiously.
"How old are you?" she questioned Tina.
Tina raised a quizzical eyebrow at the child. Kids really had no sense of inappropriate and personal questions, and were always brutally honest with their thoughts and opinions about people.
"I'm gonna be twenty-five next month," answered the long legged young woman. "Why?"
Chrissie let out a surprised gasp, bringing a hand to her mouth.
"That's older than my brother," she said. "He's seventeen."
Tina's face dropped. Seventeen? She had been flirting and making out with a seventeen year old kid. Chrissie walked out of the restroom, to which Tina quickly followed. The two separate families left the movie theatre and walked across the parking lot. Tina took this opportunity to confront the teenager that she was wanting to have a fling with.
"Your sister said you were seventeen!" the brown haired beauty hissed angrily. "Is this true?"
"What? No, of course not," Dean explained, "I'm twenty-two, just like I said."
The teenager wished that Chrissie hadn't said anything, even though they encouraged her not to tell lies. Yet, every human tells a white lie every once in a while. Although Tina desperately wanted to believe him, the look his sister had proved her instincts to be correct.
"I can't believe I almost slept with a seventeen year old!" shrieked the young mother, who then tugged harshly on her son's arm. "C'mon, Brodie, were leaving now."
The besotted Brodie was not happy with his mother's words, he gazed at Chrissie with wide sad eyes.
"But, Mommy, I wanna be with my princess" he cried out.
Tina continued to tug her boy's arm in an attempt to make him move away.
"Sorry, but I wanted to be fulfilled but none of that's gonna happen," she said. "C'mon!"
The prince gently kissed the Princess' hand goodbye. Dean tried to stop them.
"Jeez babe, we can still have fun" he said with a cocky smirk.
Tina stopped in the middle of the parking lot to give him a quick slap across the face. Chrissie rolled her hands into fists, charging at the girl who just assaulted her hero. Dean managed to catch her in time before she launched her full attack.
"That was very mean!" growled Chrissie, glaring up at Tina. "I'm gonna beat you up!"
"No, no one is beating anyone up." Dean barked. Watching the mother and her heartbroken son leave in their vehicle, he then added. "C'mon, sis, I'll take you to lunch. Your choice."
Chrissie wrinkled her nose and gazed up at her brother, her wavy hair extra fluffy.
"Did I say something wrong?" she asked.
The elder sibling shook his head at the little girl, a small smile on his face.
"No, you didn't do anything wrong. I did," he replied. "I guess I deserved to be slapped."
Chrissie pouted, gazing at her feet before wandering towards the car by herself, only for her brother to follow her.
"Hey, I'm sorry that I made a mess of the day but I'll be yours the rest of the day," the eldest said. "What do you wanna do?"
The siblings paused outside the old car they were using. Chrissie shrugged and removed the headband from her hair. The pout still on her face alongside watering eyes.
"Wait," Dean pressed. "I don't wanna see any tears coz this is a happy day. You are a princess and I'll be your prince for the rest of the day."
Dean assisted her with the headband, treating it like a crown. Chrissie somehow managed a small smile.
The siblings then entered the car and drove back to collect Sam at Bobby's. The plan was to treat the youngest to a dinner show, the theme being medieval knights and princesses, complete with sword fighting and jousting. This was within a building that looked like a European castle from centuries ago. On picking up the middle sibling, Dean gave his brother a signal about not asking about previous events of earlier.
"Chrissie, you look so grown up," Sam cheerfully stated, looking at his sister in the back seat. "Did you like your new gifts?"
Chrissie just nodded, not saying a word. Sam sighed.
"You know Dean, its too bad Chrissie is not talking because those horses will be very sad" said the thirteen year old. "Will you help me root for the horses since Chrissie won't help?"
"Why would they be sad?" questioned Chrissie, which made the brother smile.
"They want all the people there, especially little girls, to yell for them to win since its a competition," explained Sam. "The louder you yell, the happier the horses get."
It was Chrissie turn to sigh. She stretched her legs whilst clicking her heels together.
"I don't look like a princess," she said. "I look like a little girl"
The brothers smiled again. Chrissie always said the cutest and funniest things.
"You look like both." Dean said with Sam agreeing with him.
The two knights ventured towards the castle, taking the tiny princess with them.
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