CHAPTER 18

I hope y'all don't mind a little corporal punishment.

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DJ was napping in his room. Sam was gone for a grocery shopping and Dean was in the garage. Adam was getting bored like really bored. He was playing with his basketball. Technically he wasn't allowed to play with it in the house but what the hell. Its not like there's anyone who would know.

He was bouncing the ball against the wall in the living room. But his mind was still drifting off to the fear of what would happen when he would be enrolled in a school. And you know when people say put your mind to one thing at a time. They are usually right and Adam would be learning that lesson. He was snapped out of his thoughts when he heard a loud noise of a glass cracking. He looked in horror at the broken television screen in front of him. There was a big crack in the middle of the screen where his ball had hit. 'Oh god !' What possessed him to play with his ball in the living room near the television ?

Adam looked around himself and thanked his lucky stars that no one had heard the noise. DJ was sleeping upstairs and the kid was like he could sleep through a hurricane. Sam was out and Dean was in the garage. He took a deep breath and then picked up his ball and ran towards his room.

No-one would know that it was him. Right ? Once in his room , Adam hid the ball under his bed and then he got under the covers. He could just pretend that he was in his room napping the whole time.

Sam had just pulled in the driveway of their house. Grocery shopping was a lot easier without the kids and by that he meant his son. Everytime he had taken DJ to shopping there had always been an embarrassing moment or two. Sam shook his head at the memories and chuckled a little. He was carrying the bags out of the car when he saw Dean making his way out of the garage.

"Hey man." Sam greeted his brother with a nod. His hands were full of grocery bags.

"Heya Sammy." Dean replied and together they made their way inside.

Sam was putting the grocery bags on the kitchen table when Dean yelled. He made his way towards his brother hurriedly.

"Dean, what happened ?"

Dean didn't say anything , he was just staring in front with his face drawn in an angry frown. Sam looked in front and took in the sight of a broken television screen.

"Who did this ?" Sam asked. It wasn't broken in the morning when he had left the house.

"Does it look like I know ?" Dean replied in a pissed tone and then yelled in a loud voice , "Boys".

A moment later both Adam and DJ came running down. But one look at Dean was enough to make them stop. They knew Dean hated when anyone of them ran down the stairs. So they climbed down each step slowly and carefully. Adam knew fully well the reason behind Dean yelling.

Dean looked at Adam and DJ. And asked in a more calm voice than he was feeling inside.

"Me and Sam have both told you that you are not allowed to play in the house many times. So now I wanna know who did this ?" Dean asked gesturing towards the broken television screen.

"I dunno Unca Dean. I was napping. I just woke up and then I play with Max." DJ said showing his stuffed dog Max to Dean. Like the toy could testify in his favour.

"You know I hate lying , DJ. You telling the truth ?" Sam asked his son sternly.

"Yes sir. I promise , daddy." DJ nodded his head frantically making his hair fall in his eyes. The kid needed a haircut. Sam thought. But then he shook his head to focus on more serious matter.

Dean looked at Adam and said , "What about you ?"

Adam swallowed nervously. He knew he should answer Dean and Sam confidently to make them believe him. So he took a deep breath and replied in a steady voice , "It wasn't me."

"You sure about that ?" Dean asked raising his eyebrow.

"I think I know myself pretty well. So if I would have done it I would know." Adam replied with heavy sarcasm.

"You know this isn't time to be a smartass. DJ was napping and Sam was out and so was I. That leaves you." Dean said with a tick in his jaw. That was a clear sign that he was losing whatever little patience he had to begin with.

Adam was now angry too. They believed DJ easily. And they were doubting him. Okay , he was the culprit here. But still that was not fair. Sam wasn't but Dean was way too easy on DJ always.

"I don't know. I saw DJ playing with his ball in the morning after Sam left. Maybe he did it. I was taking a nap in my room too." Adam said. He felt a little bad when DJ looked at him with a wide eyed expression. But he ignored it. He was tired of being treated differently while DJ was being treated like a baby.

"When I told you not to play with your ball in the house. You still played with it after I left ?" Sam asked a little harshly to DJ and when DJ didn't reply he raised his voice a little.

"Dean James Winchester ?" Instead of DJ, Dean straightened a little and Sam wanted to smile but it wasn't the right time for that. His brother had told him that whenever he says full name of his son like that Dean feels like he was the one who is in trouble. Because in moments like this Dean gets the memories of their dad using his full name whenever he messed up. It was funny but back to present.

"I sorry daddy. But I played for only a few time then I went to my room and nap. I didn't break it. I promise." DJ said clutching his toy to his chest.

"You sure about that DJ ?" Sam asked.

"Yes sir." DJ replied in a small voice. Sometimes his daddy and uncle can be really scary.

All eyes fell on him and Adam bursted angrily.

"Yeah I did it. So what ?"

"You first lied and then tried to frame DJ. You know lying is not tolerated at all in this house. And just how many times did we tell you not to play with your ball inside?"

Dean asked taking a step towards Adam. The one thing Dean hated the most after disrespect was lying. He was more pissed at Adam for lying and then for transferring the blame to DJ than he was for the broken television.

"You are more angry that I tried to put blame on your precious DJ ?" Adam was seething.

"I am pissed for you lying to me and Sam and then not owning up to your mistake , young man. You better go and put your nose in a corner." Dean said.

"I am not a little kid. I will not." Adam said crossing his arms.

"I don't care Adam. You are in enough trouble for lying already. Go and do yourself a favour and do as I say." Dean said with flaring nostrils.

Sam knew the situation would just get downhill from here. He remembered himself behaving just like Adam in his teen years and that never ended well. He knew Adam made a mistake by first lying and then framing DJ for his mistake. And now the kid was fighting Dean for a punishment and that was so not good.

"DJ go to your room and don't come down unless I come to get you. You know you shouldn't play with your ball in the house and still you did it. You are in time out. Now go." Sam said partially punishing his son and partially making him leave so he couldn't witness the argument between Dean and Adam.

"Yes sir." With that DJ made his way slowly towards his room.

"Adam Miligan Winchester. Don't make me come get you." Dean said clenching his jaw so tight that Adam was shocked his teeth didn't break.

Adam's logical mind was telling him that he was making a mistake testing Dean. Because he knew Dean was short tempered and Sam was the calm one. But he couldn't just back off. Its his pride on the line too.

"Adam you made a mistake. Thats why you are being punished. Go now , please." Sam said being the voice of reason as usual. He was praying silently for the kid to not push Dean.

Adam didn't move a single inch. He was now ignoring Dean and Sam. The kid even had the guts to whistle while tapping his foot. The pose in which he was standing was way too calm than the situation warranted. He was showing complete defiance.

"I would count till three and if by then your ass is not in a corner you would deeply regret it." Dean said. His face was red in anger. The kid had lied , he had disobeyed a direct order and he was disrespectful. He won't allow it.

"One" Adam heartbeat increased and so did Sam's. Because Sam had been in the same situation with Dean many times. And fighting Dean for a punishment had never once ended well for him.

"Two" Now Adam was really freaking out. But he didn't let it show on his face.

The kid was as stubborn as Sam. This means they would have their hands full with him. Because Sam was a pain in the ass in his teen years. And Dean so not wanted to relive that.

"Three." Dean said. And Sam sighed , the kid had it coming.

With three fast strides , Dean was beside Adam. Dean was so fast that Adam didn't even have a chance to blink. With one move Dean had bent Adam with his arm around Adam's waist. And then he delivered three stinging swats to Adam's backside in quick succession. Adam yelped in surprise at the first one and grunted in pain at the third.

Dean turned Adam in a way so that he could look in the kid's eyes without releasing his hold on Adam's waist so Adam was still in a bending position.

"You ready to put your nose in a corner , now ?" Dean asked sternly.

"How dare you ? You asshole." Adam said twisting himself so as to be out of Dean's hold. But damn the man was strong.

Dean shook his head and delivered three more swats to Adam's bottom at the same place where he had delivered the earlier ones. Adam's eyes were glossy but no tear fell. That hurt a lot. Thought Adam. He could feel himself cry at any moment. His bottom was still stinging from the earlier swats and the new one just increased the pain.

"You ready to talk like a civil person ? Because if not I can keep going." Dean asked. And Sam felt really bad for Adam but he needed to learn.

Adam nodded.

"I want a verbal response." Dean said tightening his hold on Adam just a little to show he meant business.

"Yes sir." Adam wanted to say 'fuck off' but his stinging ass prevented him.

"Good boy. Now go and find a corner and don't move unless I say so. And after that we will have a detailed discussion about your lying , disobeying and disrespecting."

Adam's face was already flushed with embarrassment because of being spanked like a little kid in the living room. But instantly his face lost all the colour at the mention of a detailed discussion later. It would be a discussion that involves the use of words and not Dean's hard hand on his ass , right ?