WHY IS SAM AFRAID OF CLOWNS?

A baby tooth problem, a stroll at the theme park, a mystery, and Dean will win a surprise from Dad and much more.

A/N: This story was born from two questions. The first, of course, is: Why is Sam afraid of clowns? Not that it's very uncommon to be afraid of clowns, fiction is full of people scared of clowns and full of terrifying clowns too. One fluffy theory of why Sam is afraid of clowns came to me and I hope it fits well. I am expecting for reviews!

Besides that, I was always wondering: Why, after all, Dean loves his Dad? I thought it is about to make it worth, or at least try to make it worth the peaceful moments they lived together.

So this fic is about the two subjects.

Leave a review, c'mon!

Thank you very much, girlyghoul, for betaing it and for all that red marks that make this story better!

Sunday, January 22th, 1990

"Stop it, both of you! " John Winchester was driving, trying not to laugh and maintain some order while in the back seat Dean was trying to open Sam's mouth by force. Sam crossed his arms over his head, those long arms, trying to protect himself, while John's blond son skillfully stretched his, pulling the jaw of the younger down. "Open it, Sam! Let me see!

"Uhn Uhn." Sam muttered tight-lipped.

"Dean!" John seriously barked this time and the boy instantly sat up. Sam quickly slipped to the opposite extreme, narrowing his eyes in the clear sign of distrust. And still keeping his mouth completely shut.

"Dad! Sam has to get the loose tooth out soon or the next will grow in crooked. Isn't that true?" Dean sought support in his father's authority for the intervention in his brother's mouth.

"Sam already knows it." the father didn't want to lose his head with this matter now that he had it all planned out for a happy holiday with his children. He even didn't look back.

The 6 years old boy made a chuckle of concern and was opening his mouth to argue, but as the older brother reached at the slightest sign of him opening his mouth, Sam shut it again.

"Sammy! It's been two days that you're delaying it. You have to trust me, bro! We'll just tie this floss on your tooth, and pull it pretty quickly! It'll not hurt at all! I even took mine out and did not hurt!" Dean emphasized his feat and had been true. Not counting the first one that his father had taken using the same method, Dean quickly took care of this matter by himself.

"You will try to pull my tooth out, I know." said the little kid, looking out the window. The truth was that Sam was also wishing that the tooth finally would fall and he'd join the Winchester's older boys club, officially no longer a baby, but all this pro-extraction campaign was having the opposite effect. Dean was very excited with the fact, the father smiling too much. And now this trip, all of them together ... This could not be good.

It had been a long time since John Winchester had promised himself he would try to compensate his children for all his flaws, all his absences. It had been a while since he had a good sleep, just having it when he was too exhausted to think, because knowing what he knew and thinking that not only his children but the children of others would be in danger, it was not easy. And Dean needed a rest, he was just a boy. A boy who had a lot of responsibilities, after all. Dean needed a reward and his father wanted the boy to know that despite the orders, despite all the scolding, he loved him.

It wasn't very easy to set aside time to pamper his children when, without notice, someone in danger would appear needing help. But after more than one bad Christmas, John had thought he would grab the first opportunity they had to spend a happy time with his kids.

The opportunity was waiting in the mailbox since before the Christmas parties in the form of an invitation for the Winchesters to accept the hospitality of an old friend in Florida. Jules SaintClaire was the chief electrician of a theme park in Florida, and sent complimentary invitations for the boys. Yes, they could be hosted at SaintClaire's home in the park lodging, it would save enough and finally, Jules was only repaying the kindness of John having helped his family with a voodoo issue.

"Dean, sit here with me and show me if you still remember how to shift the car gears. "John called, before the older kid could make the little one swallow his baby tooth.

Dean jumped immediately to the front seat, excited. Sam initially seemed relieved, but then began to wiggle the baby tooth back and forth, loosening it from its place and thoroughly stirring the older brother. John knew that Sam just could not stand to see his brother distracted from him even a moment. He shook his head, struck and intrigued at how the two boys could be so wonderful and so difficult to raise at the same time.

Now the boys were astounded at the gates of the park, and John was delighted to see their open mouths and their bright eyes.

"So, Dean? Is it a birthday surprise good enough for you?"

Dean beamed with sparkling eyes, being there with his father and Sam was so super awesome that he just kept saying: "Oh Yes Oh Yes, Oh Dad, this is so ... Awesome!" While thinking about how they were going to enjoy this as a family and their father was trying to compensate them for a bad Christmas holiday in unknown and lonely places. Dean missed having friends his own age, having never had time to make some, and the Winchesters were far removed from their relatives who disapproved of the way John raise them. But he was a 10 years old kid with some dreams in common with other children of his age. Dad promised that his birthday would be great, with a cake and a big surprise. And Dad also promised to be there. And Dean could not believe that his Dad's promises were coming true before his eyes.

Soon they were in the SaintClaire's kitchen, a black couple with two children: Leona, 11 years old, and William, 2 years old. Drinking milk with biscuits, Sam thought how Leona looked funny with those yellowed-green eyes and caramel-colored mane-like hair. She was staring at them with a smile of proud and territorial ownership. The men excitedly talked standing near the children. And Mrs. Mae, her mother, was constantly running fingers through Sam´s long hair, and it was already making him sleepy. And Sam did not want to sleep at all, they were in the park and he wanted to enjoy everything! The girl slipped between him and his older brother, showing the park´s colorful map to Dean. Sam craned his neck to also see:

"Look, we are here. You really need to play at the Super Splash, but has to be in the morning or it gets really cold this time of year to enjoy it. And you need to visit the Swirl Mountain and The Factory Of Robots...

Dean pointed to one side of the map that was surrounded with a yellow line: "And what about the Enchanted Mountain? I bet Sammy would like it."

"Ah Yes ... It was cool. But it is interdicted."

Sam liked the word interdicted:

"What means 'interdicted'"?

"It is when they close a place and you cannot go there until they... 'uninterdict' it." she explained, and Sam thought he had not understood well. Anyway, it drew the attention of adults and Mr. Jules excused himself to Dean and borrowed the map to show it to John.

Dean watched the adults' conversation, although they are speaking lower than before:

"... seven children disappeared by this ride, John. They were never seen again or their bodies found. The Park Director doesn't think it's something about the ride, but to ensure that there is no association, it´s interdicted indefinitely. But soon it will reopen after a makeover for the summer season... "

Dean did not believe his ears. He thought that his father had come to the park because of his birthday, but he actually had a hunt there. The boy shut his jaw with anger and disappointment. Again. Sam, who had not heard anything, but was always sensitive to the moods of his older brother, touched his hand. Even pretended he needed to go to the toilet and that he was ashamed to ask for Mrs. Mae to take him there. Despite being mocked by Leona because of it. If Dean was not having fun then he also could not have fun as well.

However, less than an hour later, they were screaming like crazy in one of the smaller roller coasters, and John encouraged them to lift their hands to the sky and howl when the rails were bent dangerously in its trail. The adrenaline was so strong that they literally shook with excitement. "Yohoooo!!" There were many rides that Sam and Dean could play on together and some that Sam could not go on because he was too young, but John and Dean could, and John promised himself not to be tempted to abandon his children to investigate the mystery of Enchanted Mountain. He was looking at the open smiles and sparkling eyes of his two kids and thinking that this would be easy.

And he could avoid thinking that seven children were missing without a trace and many more could disappear as well...

TO BE CONTINUED