Author: darkhavens
Title: 'Stitches and Ice Cream' 1/1
Characters: kid!Sam, kid!Dean, and a tiny cameo by Daddy Winchester.
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: G for GEN
Words: 509
Feedback/Concrit: darkhavens @ slashverse.com
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. No harm, no foul, no money made.
Summary: Dean sees Sammy bleed for the first time.
Notes: It's Baby!Winchester fic and I'm in shock now because OMG I wrote Gen!
Written for challenge #5 at
kaz2y5, 'Blood'.
'Stitches and Ice Cream'
The first time Dean really saw Sammy bleed, he was seven and Sammy was three.
Dad was busy arguing on the payphone in the motel lobby while they were tossing a ball around out front. Dean let it fly and Sam jumped too high too soon and missed. Nothing new there. But this time he went stumbling back into the grass at the edge of the lot. Flailing wildly, he caught his toes on the kerb and landed on one knee, a pudgy hand coming down squarely on a shard of shattered beer bottle.
He didn't scream. He didn't cry. Instead, he held his hand out to Dean, tiny droplets of blood kicking up the dust around his scuffed black sneakers.
"Dee? Hurts, Dee. Fix it?"
Dean's stomach rolled over and threatened to evict his lunch, but he was made of stronger stuff than that. He was older, and Dad trusted him to take care of Sammy and, oh yeah, Dad was going to kill him for this for sure.
He tried not to look at the blood on the ground, tried not to step in it. He tried not to let the fear in his heart paint shadows on his face. He failed.
Dean was across the parking lot and scooping his brother up in shaking arms almost before Sammy's bottom lip had time to tremble. He hugged the toddler close, swallowing a jerky sob as Sammy wrapped his uninjured hand around the back of Dean's neck and grabbed onto a handful of collar, his usual method of holding on for the ride.
After making sure that Sam was properly settled in his arms, Dean began the slow return journey over the crumbling asphalt, half-convinced the building was sliding backwards with every step he took.
A shaky breath signalled insipient tears from Sammy and Dean scrambled mentally for a distraction.
"Wanna know something cool?"
Huge wet eyes met Dean's as Sammy studied him, his steadily dripping hand held out away from both their bodies. He nodded.
"U-huh."
"I bet you're gonna need stitches to close that up."
Sam's eyes got even wider and his mouth formed a perfect 'O' of shock.
"But that's good, see? When I fell off Josh Petersen's skateboard in Omaha, I had to go to hospital so they could stitch my knee back on."
Sam's eyes bugged and he twisted in Dean's arms, trying to look down to check out Dean's knees. Dean wrestled him back into position and kept on walking.
"Well, okay, maybe it wasn't that bad." He winked. "But, see, after I got stitches, Dad and Mom let me have ice cream, with cherry sauce and chopped nuts and sprinkles and jelly beans!"
A love of all things sugar-filled and frozen dairy glinted in both pairs of hazel eyes, and they shared a grin. And then Dean was nudging open the sticky metal door and watching as their dad dropped the payphone into its cradle with a curse that Dean knew better than to repeat ever again… after the last time.
Title: 'Stitches and Ice Cream' 1/1
Characters: kid!Sam, kid!Dean, and a tiny cameo by Daddy Winchester.
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: G for GEN
Words: 509
Feedback/Concrit: darkhavens @ slashverse.com
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. No harm, no foul, no money made.
Summary: Dean sees Sammy bleed for the first time.
Notes: It's Baby!Winchester fic and I'm in shock now because OMG I wrote Gen!
Written for challenge #5 at
'Stitches and Ice Cream'
The first time Dean really saw Sammy bleed, he was seven and Sammy was three.
Dad was busy arguing on the payphone in the motel lobby while they were tossing a ball around out front. Dean let it fly and Sam jumped too high too soon and missed. Nothing new there. But this time he went stumbling back into the grass at the edge of the lot. Flailing wildly, he caught his toes on the kerb and landed on one knee, a pudgy hand coming down squarely on a shard of shattered beer bottle.
He didn't scream. He didn't cry. Instead, he held his hand out to Dean, tiny droplets of blood kicking up the dust around his scuffed black sneakers.
"Dee? Hurts, Dee. Fix it?"
Dean's stomach rolled over and threatened to evict his lunch, but he was made of stronger stuff than that. He was older, and Dad trusted him to take care of Sammy and, oh yeah, Dad was going to kill him for this for sure.
He tried not to look at the blood on the ground, tried not to step in it. He tried not to let the fear in his heart paint shadows on his face. He failed.
Dean was across the parking lot and scooping his brother up in shaking arms almost before Sammy's bottom lip had time to tremble. He hugged the toddler close, swallowing a jerky sob as Sammy wrapped his uninjured hand around the back of Dean's neck and grabbed onto a handful of collar, his usual method of holding on for the ride.
After making sure that Sam was properly settled in his arms, Dean began the slow return journey over the crumbling asphalt, half-convinced the building was sliding backwards with every step he took.
A shaky breath signalled insipient tears from Sammy and Dean scrambled mentally for a distraction.
"Wanna know something cool?"
Huge wet eyes met Dean's as Sammy studied him, his steadily dripping hand held out away from both their bodies. He nodded.
"U-huh."
"I bet you're gonna need stitches to close that up."
Sam's eyes got even wider and his mouth formed a perfect 'O' of shock.
"But that's good, see? When I fell off Josh Petersen's skateboard in Omaha, I had to go to hospital so they could stitch my knee back on."
Sam's eyes bugged and he twisted in Dean's arms, trying to look down to check out Dean's knees. Dean wrestled him back into position and kept on walking.
"Well, okay, maybe it wasn't that bad." He winked. "But, see, after I got stitches, Dad and Mom let me have ice cream, with cherry sauce and chopped nuts and sprinkles and jelly beans!"
A love of all things sugar-filled and frozen dairy glinted in both pairs of hazel eyes, and they shared a grin. And then Dean was nudging open the sticky metal door and watching as their dad dropped the payphone into its cradle with a curse that Dean knew better than to repeat ever again… after the last time.
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on 2006-04-10 01:16 am (UTC)Thank you! :D
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on 2006-03-15 04:49 am (UTC)"But that's good, see? When I fell off Josh Petersen's skateboard in Omaha, I had to go to hospital so they could stitch my knee back on."
*flails*
- I am ded.
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on 2006-04-10 01:18 am (UTC)Thank you! You just know that Dean has always had the gift of the gab and has been telling tall tales all his life. *g*
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on 2006-03-15 05:26 am (UTC)I'm so glad you stopped it where you did. They are so utterly adorable!
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on 2006-04-10 01:19 am (UTC)Thank you, sweetie. *smooch*
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on 2006-03-15 05:41 am (UTC)Oh, so perfect. So perfect. They're so cute, and I love, love, love the last line.
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on 2006-04-10 01:21 am (UTC)And yeah, you just know that Dean was one of those kids who would pick the curse word out of a 300 word speech and parrot it back at the most inopportune moment. *g*
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on 2006-03-15 05:49 am (UTC)::dies::
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on 2006-04-10 01:22 am (UTC)This is so far out of my usual arena I'm in a different country. I wrote gen! *is scandalized*
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on 2006-03-15 06:25 am (UTC)*all melty*
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on 2006-03-15 09:43 am (UTC)'Wanna know something cool?' Ah you've got young boys down to a T. Really liked this.
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on 2006-04-10 01:27 am (UTC)I was 'Gee' for several years, so I wrote that from experience. And the culprit was a baby bro, so I got that covered too. Blood and gore was aaaaaalways cool. *g*
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on 2006-04-10 01:30 am (UTC)Baby boys are adorable. Not that i thought that when i was growing up with baby bro constantly underfoot. *g*
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on 2006-04-10 01:31 am (UTC)Thankee, darlin'! :D Are you Horbling-bound again this year?
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on 2006-03-15 05:54 pm (UTC)The temptation to write little!kid!Sam'n'Dean is strong!
But i resist.
:)
*i let you do it for me*
Awwwwww!
Sweet.
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on 2006-04-10 01:33 am (UTC)Eeeeeeeevil! I still feel kinda dirty for writing gen, let alone kidfic! I may have to porn it up with scenes 2 and 3 one day. They're hiding in my head. ;)
Thankee. :D
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on 2006-03-15 07:26 pm (UTC)*dies of cuteness* I love Baby!Winchester fics more than I love chocolate! And you wrote them so adorably and true to character, and, and, and I just love it so much!
And Sammy calling Dean "Dee" reminded me of how my little brother used to call me "See" 'cause he couldn't say "sister." And... yeah. Precious mini- Sam and Dean moments just make me go all gooey inside...
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on 2006-04-10 01:34 am (UTC)Thank you!
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on 2006-03-15 09:25 pm (UTC)That just about killed me!
Dean, always the protector.
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on 2006-04-10 01:36 am (UTC)Dean was Sam's hero for a long time, I'm positive. I see little sparks of hero worship and denial in Sam every so often and it makes me squee. *g*
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on 2006-04-10 01:38 am (UTC)*mops you up and puts you somewhere safe to... coagulate? *g*
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on 2006-03-16 03:06 am (UTC)...that flying object is my ovary exploding. :) Awesome.
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on 2006-04-10 01:39 am (UTC)*catches exploding ovary and returns it in a paper baggie*
They are just too too cute, aren't they? You could get cavities just from reading them! *g*
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on 2006-03-16 07:47 am (UTC)This was so cute!! And so very, very REAL!!! You have once again yanked those ol heartstrings of mine!!
*Adores you...*
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on 2006-04-10 01:40 am (UTC)I'm sure my baby bro would be horrified to know I used my big sister experiences with him to help me write better fic. *g*
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on 2006-03-16 11:57 am (UTC)baby!Sam is amazing. *loves it*
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on 2006-04-10 01:42 am (UTC)I'm sure baby Sam had a huge case of hero worship on big bro Dean and Dean totally lived up to it.
Aaaaaaaand now i'm picturing wee!Dean in Superman footie pyjamas. Oh god, someone stop me! *g*
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on 2006-03-22 12:58 am (UTC)But what brought me here now was something that I realized. I've been checking your fics, and thought, hey, I wonder if I add
Hugs.
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on 2006-04-10 01:45 am (UTC)And a very belated welcome to the madhouse. Everyone is welcome here, the more the merrier. :D
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on 2006-03-22 01:38 am (UTC)Nonetheless awesome story, loved Sam calling Dean 'Dee', too cute for words. Kid!fics are a weakness of mine, and this was above and beyond kawaii! *grins* *glomps* *waves*
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on 2006-03-29 01:52 pm (UTC)It's all adorable, cute little over-reactive!Dean and still as-innocent-as-he-wants-to-be!Sam, but that line was just perfect. Why is it so amusing to hear/think about little kids swearing, especially when they're immitating their parents?
Adorable story.
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on 2006-04-10 01:54 am (UTC)I just know that Dean was the kid whose eyes lit up when he heard a curse word and he would hoard it until it could do the most damage and then drop it like a bomb in the middle of the room. *g*