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likely_evil) wrote2009-06-15 10:02 am
likely_evil) wrote2009-06-15 10:02 am
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charloft Drabble: Young!Sam
"Dean?"
"Not now, Sammy."
"... Deeeean."
"NOT. NOW."
"DEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAANNNNN!"
Dean sighed and stuck his head in the back window, looking at his brother. He couldn't pump gas and look in at the same time because his arms weren't long enough yet. "What do you want?"
"I gotta goooo!" Sam was wiggling in his booster seat, looking at his brother with pitiful eyes.
"Can't you hold it just a few more minutes? I need to finish this."
"I need to go NOW!"
"But Dad's inside and we can't..."
"I GOTTA GO NOW!"
"Fine!" Dean growled and took the pump out of the car, hanging it back up and closing the cap before opening the door and starting to unbuckle the seat belt. Sam jumped out a second later, crawling out of the seat and starting to do a wiggle dance as Dean grabbed the car keys from the ignition and locked the door.
"You're such a baby," he muttered, walking Sam towards the gas station. Their father was coming out just as Dean was walking around the back, and he tossed the keys to him. "Potty emergency. I'll finish pumping when I get back."
Dean then saw that Sammy had stopped walking. "What's wrong?"
"I'm sorry Dean." Sam turned and was pouting as the front of his jeans was now wet. "I couldn't hold it any longer."
"Not now, Sammy."
"... Deeeean."
"NOT. NOW."
"DEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAANNNNN!"
Dean sighed and stuck his head in the back window, looking at his brother. He couldn't pump gas and look in at the same time because his arms weren't long enough yet. "What do you want?"
"I gotta goooo!" Sam was wiggling in his booster seat, looking at his brother with pitiful eyes.
"Can't you hold it just a few more minutes? I need to finish this."
"I need to go NOW!"
"But Dad's inside and we can't..."
"I GOTTA GO NOW!"
"Fine!" Dean growled and took the pump out of the car, hanging it back up and closing the cap before opening the door and starting to unbuckle the seat belt. Sam jumped out a second later, crawling out of the seat and starting to do a wiggle dance as Dean grabbed the car keys from the ignition and locked the door.
"You're such a baby," he muttered, walking Sam towards the gas station. Their father was coming out just as Dean was walking around the back, and he tossed the keys to him. "Potty emergency. I'll finish pumping when I get back."
Dean then saw that Sammy had stopped walking. "What's wrong?"
"I'm sorry Dean." Sam turned and was pouting as the front of his jeans was now wet. "I couldn't hold it any longer."
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