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Important: This is the 5th last fic of the year! I’ll be taking the last half of December and first half of January off from posting. I’ll be back January 17th, 2025 with the first story of the new year!


Written: 24.10.17

Words: 492

Wee!Chesters, 2024’s Halloween fic


Bobby awoke with a loud gasp, flying into a sitting position. He rubbed his eyes as he looked around his dark room, chest heaving as he attempted to get his breathing back under control.

I’m not old enough to go choking on my own spit…

Bobby’s brows furrowed as he heard faint mumbling floating from up the stairs, what the hell? He reluctantly got out of bed to investigate, not missing the clock on his nightstand reading 3:30am.

He shook his head as the sounds got louder as he descended the stairs, the boys should know better than to leave the TV on. His frown deepened as he heard a scream then the unmistakable sound of a chuckle.

Not 100% sure if his tired brain wasn’t just playing tricks on him, he made his way into the living room, unable to hold back his exasperation as he saw Dean was laying down in front of the TV, fake fangs and empty candy bar wrappers sprawled out around him on the carpet.

“What the hell are you still doing awake?”

Dean jumped about a foot in the air at the sudden intrusion. It took a moment for his wild eyes to make Bobby out in the dim light, to which he let out a big breath of relief, “You scared me!”

Bobby walked over to turn the lamp on, “Do you know what time it is?”

Dean winced as the room flooded with light and he sat up, “The movie’s not over!”

The father-figure didn’t even bother glancing at the television as he raised an eyebrow, “No horror movie is 5 hours long.”

Dean averted his eyes at that and rubbed a hand at the back of his neck, “Well… I might’ve started it later than that.”

“No shit.” Bobby grabbed the remote off the table and paused the movie, “Bed. Now.”

“Oh, come on!” Dean looked back to the screen and gestured at it, “There’s only ten minutes left!”

Bobby narrowed his eyes, “You sure you’ll be able to wake up for school tomorrow?”

“I swear, Uncle Bobby. I’ll even wake up early!” At the look, a sheepish grin split the blonde’s mouth. “Okay, probably not early, but I will wake up on time!”

Bobby plopped down on the couch and rubbed his chin as he pretended to think, “I don’t know…”

Dean turned his best imitation of Sammy’s puppy dog eyes on the eldest, “Pleeeaaase?”

Bobby couldn’t resist chuckling at the face and waved his hand, “Fine. But I’m serious about you going to bed when it’s over.”

“Yay!” Dean practically bounced with excitement in place as he snatched the remote back off the table. “I don’t know why you’re so worried,” He sank back down onto the carpet just as he let out a big yawn, “I’m not even sleepy.”

Bobby couldn’t resist a yawn of his own as the movie came back to life and chuckled again, “Goodnight, Dean.”


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