Requested by: A guest

I'll write a one-shot without a request at some point, I just have no motivation to do it xD

Dean, Sam, and Adam are family and families take care of each other. The occasional mistake that had to be taken care of by the most responsible person.

Let's just say Dean is the perfect responsible guardian, he takes care of his brothers in place of his father.

Sam and Adam both had a tendency to get caught up in being the younger ones of the family, and not have as much of a 'responsible attitude' as Dean.

Dean was especially strict on hunts, because he didn't want anyone who was with him to be hurt. He seemed pretty laid back when he was not on the hunt.

They were all headed to a nearby cemetery, all holding shotguns, and most of their essentials. But, Dean was getting pissed by his two younger brothers as they kept bickering back and forth over something stupid.

"It think that Demons are better than vampires," Adam pushed Sam to the side with a snicker.

"Ha, that's funny because they're the same thing," Sam yelled into Adam's ear.

Adam growled, "They're not the same thing you dumbass!"

Dean turned to his annoying younger brothers and glares at the two of them. "Both of you are getting on my fucking nerves." Sam and Adam were a little startled, and frightened by their brothers sudden anger.

Without another word, Dean turned and continued walking in the same direction. Sam and Adam were silent the rest of the way until Adam blurted, "I wasn't joking about you being a dumbass.."

Sam grabbed the collar of Adam's shirt with a tug and stared into his eyes with pure hate. Dean noticed and grabbed Sam's shoulder, pushing him away from Adam.

"I will fucking spank you two right here if you say one more word." Dean yelled at them.

Sam groaned, "Do you here his insults? I haven't said one thing bad about him and he's suddenly all up on my case about being a 'dumbass"

Dean turned to Adam and gave him a warning slap on the rear. Adam jumped and grabbed his butt as the pain blossomed. He was sure there was a hand print there.

"Sam don't respond to anything he says if it's rude, because if you do, then you're just making it worse for yourself." Dean said and continued walking away. The next few minutes, no one said anything.

The only sounds that were heard was quiet footsteps on grass. Nothing broke the silence until Adam tripped and almost fell on his face.

Sam tried not to smile, but he couldn't help a few giggles as Adam stumbled back onto his feet. "You deserve that you piece of shit."

Adam kicked Sam's leg and made him fall. Dean snapped as he grabbed both of their sleeves and dragged Adam to a tree. "Stand right here and don't move, or I'll add more swats."

Dean grabbed a branch off of a tree and went to a large rock, sitting on it. He placed Sam over him. Before he began to do anything, Dean made sure the stick had no small branches to possibly hurt Sam. Then, he started.

"Wait, what the hell, stop it!" Sam wriggled as Dean pulled down his jeans and underwear.

"I am fucking sick of you fooling around with Adam, and I hope to stop you by doing this." Dean hit the white rear in front of him with the stick.

Sam cried out as it hit and the pain lined up against his ass. The first hit hurt so much, he wasn't sure that that he could survive the other hits.

The hits continued and Sam couldn't take it anymore as he reached both of his hands back to protect his poor bottom. Dean responded by taking both of his wrists and putting them on his lower back.

Dean then pushed Sam lower so that his face was only a few inches from touching the grassy ground. He swatted Sam's sit spots not to harshly, after all, he didn't want to bruise him.

Once his rear was a bright red, he stopped and put the stick down. He placed his hand on Sam's ass and began speaking, "I'll give you the last ten, but I want to make sure you know to stop fighting with Adam about stupid stuff like that."

Sam nodded with teary eyes as Dean finished up the last ten and then let him stand. They both gave each other a big hug. "I'm sorry Dean," Sam said.

"Don't worry about it bud." Dean said with a silly tone, then he got serious again.

"Adam come over here and get over my knee!" He yelled. "You can go to where Adam is," Dean whispered to Sam and he nodded.

Adam came up to Dean with his head down and his chin quivering. Dean wanted to pick him up and give him a big hug, but he wanted to stop these fights.

"Over my knee kid," Dean said in a rough tone. Reluctantly, Adam went over his knee.

Dean pulled down his jeans and underwear, shifting him so his sit spots show more clearly. He grabbed the stick from the ground and placed tip on Adam's rear.

"Stop fighting with Sam, got it?" Dean asked. He saw Adam nod slowly, so he then began.

The first hit hurt like a bitch, and then the rest of them seemed to be so painful, he felt almost numb after a while. Dean completed the seats faster than Sam's, since he couldn't stand hurting his younger brother, even if it was for a reason. Once his rear was bright pink, he threw the stick in a random direction, and began swatting Adam's rear with his hand.

Adam was crying, begging, and pleading the whole time. He wriggled and struggled, and Dean out his arm around his waist to control him.

Dean landed more swats with his hand until he thought Adam finally understood.

He stopped and pulled Adam into a bear hug. "I'm sorry Dean, p- please forgive me."

"Don't worry kid, just calm down." Dean whispered as he rested his chin on Adam's head. He used his thumb to wipe away Adam's tears.

After a few minutes, Sam walked over and hugged Dean and Adam.

Dean sighed, "I love you two so damn much, you have no idea how much that hurt me."

"We love you too, Dean," Sam snickered.