oh, Sammy. Little boys crying just about undo me, all hitched breath and trembling limbs. N'aw. Man. You've gotten me all wibbly.

*woobie-face*

*woobie-face*
I'm seeing Sam's little woobie face in my head. *sniffle*

So much harder than being a regular kid. :(

Nicely done, this is understated and yet packs an emotional punch. I like how you built up from the ordinary things to a big thing, and poor Sammy.

built up from the ordinary things to a big thing, and poor Sammy.
The progression here is important, because the lesson is learned so well that Sam doesn't even realize that he's probably mis-applying it at the end. :(

*wibbles* What a life. :(

Nice! Someone needs a hug :(

Thank you!

I'm fairly sure Dean was still giving out hugs in those days, even if John wasn't much. Dean's usually fine with comforting Sam-- it's the other way around where he digs his heels in. *pokes him*

Thanks for reading. :)

Bad happy. I haven't been commenting on these although I have been reading them. I just love them.

Bad happy.
I completely know what you mean!

Glad you've been enjoying them. Sometimes I can't meet the drabble prompts for weeks, for whatever reason (2 comms now), and then suddenly they burst forward on a daily basis. If only creativity would work on demand.

I love your icon. Wee Winchesters are so adorable!

:D I love it too, not just for the wee!Winchesters, but because that angle of "Sam" from the back there... looks exactly like my son Christopher, from when he was about 3-4, and it just makes my heart melt with those memories.

He has a big sister and not a big brother, but that picture is like a perfect moment in time for me. *sniffle*

i really like how this moves from the normal - sam being a clumsy little kid and always spilling things - to the, uh, winchester - they didn't rescue her in time and sam being only nine - you show just how weird their lives are in a very few words. poor sammy. :(

you show just how weird their lives are in a very few words. poor sammy. :(
This is the thing that I like most about writing the weeChester stories-- the contrast between all the things that start out normal or look it on the surface, and then twist somewhere along the way down below just because of who they are and the things they know that no-one's supposed to think are real.

Here... from the mundane to the awful moment where Sam abstracts a lesson perhaps much too far. :(

*wibble*

I wish we as a culture would allow boys (& men) to cry. It's so much heathier to let those kinds of emotions out rather than keeping them bottled up (think Dean in ELAC).

And I love this last bit while Dean keeps edging closer like he's waiting for Sam to break…

Dean is so hard and masculine most of the time, but he also took care of Sam growing up. He had to sort of take Mary's place and the contradiction of hard and soft is fascinating to me. To watch that transformation whenever Sam nees him...

This is why I can't write drabbles...I can't keep it short ;) Good job!

It's so much heathier to let those kinds of emotions out rather than keeping them bottled up (think Dean in ELAC).
What an incredible scene that was (and so frustrating, because he was pushing Sam's hurt away with his own, and not only refusing Sam's comfort but refusing to give it himself. Very unlike Dean, and I think it made things so very much worse).

I think Dean fights off his emotions so much because the negative ones are so deep-- his tears break through awfully regularly, and yet he tries to push them down. I often suspect that he's got so much yawning ache in there that, like that period after John died, if he lets even the smallest amount of it take hold on the surface it will swallow him whole. :(

He had to sort of take Mary's place and the contradiction of hard and soft is fascinating to me. To watch that transformation whenever Sam nees him...
It is to me too, and I know of at least one person that gets infuriated by this view of Dean (as MommyDean, like he's wearing an apron or something), but to me it's different. Dean had that comfort from his mother, and he knows what Sam is missing (and I really don't think John was the tender, unconditional love type of parent, you know?) And some children just have a greater sense of the need to step up and make it all better for someone else (often, the oldest child). I think Dean had to give up early on it being better for him (on ever getting that happiness back), but I DO think he acted as a huge buffer between Sam and John, trying to give Sam as much normalcy and support as he could (for all Sam thinks there was a family conspiracy to deny him that).

Well, as you can tell you hit an ongoing meta spot of mine! I could go on all day about the contrasts between Dean's surface and who he is underneath it, and how all the rules he makes for himself almost always just dissolve the minute Sam needs something that goes against them...

Well, as you can tell you hit an ongoing meta spot of mine! I could go on all day about the contrasts between Dean's surface and who he is underneath it, and how all the rules he makes for himself almost always just dissolve the minute Sam needs something that goes against them...

LOL I could too. He's such a complex character. That's partly the writing, but also a large part due to Jensen's acting.

Right there with you. What a terrible way to grow up. :( *sigh*

I think he needs it-- thank goodness Dean's right there, to help take care of it. :(

Oh, boys.

Bless Dean for keeping an eye on Sammy, for being ready to help him, but I still want to scoop Sam up and take him away from all the hurt. *hugs him*

Nicely done.

but I still want to scoop Sam up and take him away from all the hurt. *hugs him*

Oh, I think of the awfulness of growing up like that-- and so many parents who just don't get what it's appropriate to expose children to, parents whose lives are far less complex than that of John Winchester-- and I just ache for both boys, even though Dean's already given up for himself by this point. :(