Parent's Day
Summery: It's parent's day for kindergartener Sam Winchester. Everyone had someone there, all but Sam. He thought he was gonna be alone but then he got a special surprise… (Wee!Chesters!!)
Note: I actually thought this up a couple months ago and didn't remember it until now, so here you go kiddies!
Sam sat at his desk, his eyes glued to the blank construction paper in front of him. He was supposed to make a card for his parent before they got here. It was Parent's Day, which meant that everyone's parent's got to spend the whole day with them. They got to color, eat lunch and play outside together. Every other child was hurriedly working—some on their second card already, but Sam hadn't even started, if fact he didn't plan on starting at all. It's not like it mattered. No one was coming for this little five and a half year old.
"Sam?" Sam looked up to see his teacher, Ms. Gilmore, standing over his desk. "Having trouble thinking of anything to draw?"
"No, ma'am." He said
"Then why aren't you coloring?" She knelt down next to his desk
"Because no one's coming for me, ma'am." He said quietly, not looking at her
"Why not, sweetie?"
"'Cause my mommy's dead and my daddy's working." Sam had long since been trained to say his dad was always at work when he was on a hunt. He didn't have time for a silly Parent's Day. And Sam knew this, but it didn't make him feel any less left out.
Ms. Gilmore froze at the blunt statement "Well, I can sit with you for today, if you'd like, Sam?"
"You don't have to, Ms. Gilmore." He said meekly "I know you have to direct the whole class."
"Sam, it's no problem." There was a knock at the classroom door and all the children squirmed with excitement. "I'll be right back, Sam." She said and went to answer the door.
Sam sighed and listlessly began to draw on the card. It was mainly just a drawing of a two boys. It wasn't until his was done with it that he realized it was him and his big brother. He looked up and saw all the parents were now sitting down with their kids. Everyone had a least one parent there, some two. Every one but Sam, that is. Sam sighed, put down his crayon and listened to what Ms. Gilmore was saying.
"All right, kids, can we say hello to our parents?" A loud chorus of 'Hello!' filled the air. Sam said nothing. "That's good." She smiled "Ok, so first why don't we give our parent's our cards-" She was cut off by a knock at the door.
"Where's your mommy and daddy, Sam?" whispered Tim, the little boy behind him, as Ms. Gilmore went to open the door.
Sam shrugged "Busy." Tim's mother gave Sam a sad look and pulled Tim back towards her.
But his head shot up at a familiar voice when Ms. Gilmore opened the door.
"Sorry I'm late." The person was hidden by the doorframe, several children and a few parents looked in confusion as to who it was.
"May I help you?"
"This is parent's day isn't it?"
"And you are?"
"I'm here for Sammy." And the person finally took a step in, there stood a semi-tall, 10 year old, with a mischievous grin on his face "He's not skipping, is he?"
"Dean!" Sam squealed happily, unable to stop himself from jumping out of his chair and running to his big brother. He wrapped his arms around Dean's waist, still much shorter than his growing brother. In his hand, Dean held a plastic bag, but Sam didn't notice it. All he knew was that his big brother was here. He'd come for him.
"You're Sam's…" Ms. Gilmore trailed off
"Brother, but I'm his parent for the day." He grinned down at his little brother.
Ms. Gilmore looked please that someone was here for Sam, but asked, "Does your school know you're here?"
"It's all taken care of." Dean said convincingly. And by 'taken care of' he meant he'd faked his father's voice over the phone and called in sick.
"You're sure?"
"Yes, ma'am." Dean said with a smile.
She smiled back "All right then. Sam, why don't you pull up a seat for your brother."
Sam ran back to his desk and pulled a seat up next to it, bouncing as he went. Dean coolly walked to his brother's little desk and sat down. Other parent's stared in confusion, Tim's mother smiled warmly at Dean.
"Ok," Ms. Gilmore called "How about we give our parent's our cards now." All the students pulled out their colorful cards.
Sam excitedly handed his brother the picture he'd messily drawn a few minutes ago. "It's me and you." He said with a big smile
"It's awesome, Sam." He said, grinning down at his brother, even at the desk he towered over him "I'm gonna hang it in my locker." Sam beamed proudly. Ms. Gilmore marveled at the fact Sam had gone from depressed to excited in a matter of half a minute.
Everyone talked for a minute before Ms. Gilmore called out "Why don't we have our snacks now, I see your parents brought some in."
Sam watched as his brother reached down and put the plastic bag on his desk. He looked at his brother confused. "This is why I was late." His brother whispered to him, taking a tupperware container out of the bag and handing it to Sam. Sam opened it to find peanut butter cookies inside, Sam's favorite.
"You…?"
"Made them this morning after you got on the bus." Sam had to take the bus to school, but Dean's school was close enough to walk to.
"You made me cookies?" Sam looked about ready to cry.
Nearly six and already he's a girl. Dean thought with a grin. "You betcha, kiddo." Sam dropped the container on his desk and threw his arms around Dean. Dean grinned and hugged Sam back. "You gonna pass those babies out, or what?" Dean laughed and Sam pulled back.
"Thank you, Dean." Sam said, wiping his eyes.
Dean smiled at his little brother "No problem, little man. This beats cheating offa Amy in math any day."
So, lovlies, what did you think? It's cute right? Haha, I just love this plot line. Please tell me what you think!
-claire