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31 October 2006 @ 05:34 pm
Supernatural Gen Fiction: Halloween Dreams In A Motor-Inn World  
Title: Halloween Dreams In A Motor-Inn World
Author: HalfshellVenus
Characters: Dean, John, Sam (Gen, Wee!WinchesterFic)
Rating: PG
Summary: The year after Mary's death, John's not up to it, but Dean decides little Sammy needs a Halloween and dresses the two of them up using stuff he finds around the motel.
Author’s Notes: Written for spn_halloween (prompt #37). I bent this prompt a little, and delayed Halloween to the next year. Otherwise, Sammy might still have been a worm-baby and Dean would only have been five, so making costumes would have been darn hard. The original spirit of the prompt is well intact, though. Happy Halloween!


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Dean’s seen the signs of it in stores for almost a month.

Pumpkins. Witches’ hats. Spiderwebs and ghosts, and best of all, candy corn.

Halloween was coming, and he could hardly wait! What would he be this year? Would there be a party at school?

But time went on, and houses were getting all decorated, and still Daddy said nothing. Dean started to worry.

He remembered the last two Halloweens. He’d been a dinosaur when he was four, back when they still lived in their house in Kansas. When he was five, and he and Sammy were living with Uncle Mike and Aunt Kate, he’d been a vampire with plastic teeth and a cape.

But now he was six, and they’d been in Cheyenne for a week at this stupid motel. They didn’t have pumpkins and they didn’t have costumes, and Halloween was tomorrow. What if Daddy had forgotten?

At dinner, Dean waited until his father seemed to be in a good mood. Dean had been careful to do good job eating his dinner, and he’d done everything he’d been told to since Daddy had brought them home.

“Daddy?” Dean said quietly.

“Yes, Dean,” John answered. He always sounded so tired.

“Are we gonna have Halloween, me and Sammy?” Dean asked. “It’s tomorrow.”

John sighed. “I don’t know, Dean. It honestly sort of slipped my mind.”

“But it’s tomorrow!” Dean squeaked. “And there’s been pumpkins and stuff out forever! Even at the motel office.”

“I’m sorry, Dean,” John said. “I knew it was coming, I just… wasn’t ready for it to be now.”

“Like Christmas?” Dean whispered.

“Kind of like that,” John said. “Thank goodness Santa never forgets—especially good little boys like you and Sammy.”

Dean got down from the cramped little motel room table, and came around too stand in front of John. “Why can’t we have it, Daddy? Sammy’s too little to remember the last one. This would be like his first real Halloween.”

“Well, we don’t have costumes for the two of you, Dean. And it’s the end of the month-- we don’t have money to buy anything.”

“But can’t you think of something?” Dean pleaded. Daddy hardly seemed like he was listening. Dean patted John’s knee softly, trying to make himself heard.

“I’d like to, Dean, but I’ve got to be up early tomorrow. You too, buddy. You’ve got school, and I have to take Sammy with me into the shop.”

“When’re we gonna get an apartment, Daddy?”

“As soon as I can manage, Dean. As soon as I can manage.” John brushed Dean’s hair back from his forehead. “We’ve got to get you two to bed now, though. Brush your teeth and get your jammies on.”

Dean got ready for bed, trying to imagine how he could make something work out before tomorrow. He crawled in beside Sammy, hugged Daddy goodnight, and waited.

He’d meant to stay awake, but a sudden snore from John startled him out of sleep. Dean rubbed his eyes, and sat up before he could drift off again. It was dark in the motel room, but Dean already knew what he was looking for.

Slipping out of bed, he crept quietly over to where John slept. He snuck his hand out and pulled on the spare pillow until he’d managed to drag it off the edge of the bed. He put it just inside the bathroom door, and went back into the main room. Feeling around on the dresser top for the ice bucket, he found it and took the tray underneath it too. That went into the bathroom as well.

He had to be much quieter in the kitchenette. In Daddy’s box of supplies, there was a magic marker and some string. He found a knife and some scissors, and then locked himself up in the bathroom.

Dean went to work on Sammy’s costume first. He took the pillowcase off the pillow, and laid it flat on the floor. He drew a face on it with the magic marker—big, wobbly eyes and a gaping mouth. He hoped Sammy would be able to see out of it okay. He drew the eyes even bigger, and cut holes out in the middle.

They… they didn’t look very good. Kind of jagged. Dean frowned. Maybe Daddy could make them better tomorrow. Dean cut an armhole in each side, trying to imagine where the pillowcase would fit on Sammy. He picked it up, admiring his work and turning it front to back. Uh-oh. The black marking pen had bled onto the back of the pillow case! It looked like some sort of echo of the face on the front. Dean examined it critically. Maybe that wasn’t so bad, actually. It looked even creepier than the front. He decided he liked it. Sammy was going to look wonderful.

His own costume would be harder. Dean pulled the ice bucket into his lap, turning it over and over in his hands. He picked up the knife carefully, and pushed it through the plastic surface.

Sawing roughly, he made a slit in it to see out of. It looked as uneven as the eyeholes in the ghost costume, but… it would be dark at night. And maybe Daddy could fix it. He set it aside.

He drew a picture on the back of the tray-- a cross surrounded by flames. And with the string and a bath towel, he made a good cape to drape down his back. Dean finally smiled, pleased with himself. He had all the hardest parts of his costume ready. And if Daddy couldn’t find him a sword, they could make one with cardboard and tin foil.

Dean gathered up the knife and scissors, putting them back into the supply box and out of Sammy’s reach. The marker and string went in there as well, and after stacking the costumes on the kitchen counter he turned off the bathroom light and crept back into bed.

John’s voice got through to him before the sunlight the next morning. “Up and at ‘em boys. Rise and shine.”

Dean rolled over in bed, squinting in the brightness. He remembered the costumes he’d made during the night, and wondered now if Daddy would be mad.

John sat down next to Dean, and patted his leg. “I see you were busy last night, little man.”

Dean’s stomach clenched with worry. He looked up under his eyelashes and asked shyly, “Is it okay?”

John laughed. “Yes, Dean, it’s okay. I’m sorry I didn’t have it all ready for you beforehand, but I’m proud of you for taking the initiative.”

Dean perked up. “Then we can go out trick-or-treating?” he asked excitedly.

“Absolutely,” John said. “The two of you deserve it.” He chuckled then. “And the costumes kind of made your point.”

“Yay!” Dean bounced up and hugged John tightly. “You hear that, Sammy? We’re having Halloween today!”

Sammy looked over at Dean vaguely from where he was driving his truck on the floor. But when he saw his brother’s face he beamed in a reflection of Dean’s own happiness.

“Can we make a sword now, Daddy? Or buy one?”

John patted Dean’s back and smiled at his enthusiasm. “You’re my hero today, Dean. I will find you the sword you deserve.”



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Happy Halloween, everyone!



 
 
 
I'm for wine and the embrace of questionable women: dean firemissyjack on November 1st, 2006 01:47 am (UTC)
Wonderful halloween story *sniffle*

and I love this line:
But when he saw his brother’s face he beamed in a reflection of Dean’s own happiness.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Sam & Dean Genhalfshellvenus on November 1st, 2006 06:16 am (UTC)
Thank you, missyjack! Right down to the wire on it too. :0

But when he saw his brother’s face he beamed in a reflection of Dean’s own happiness.
Oh, I love both the bond that it shows between them and also just the cuteness of the 1- to 2-year-old age, when they're so clueless about almost everything. :)
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The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Sam & Dean Genhalfshellvenus on November 1st, 2006 06:20 am (UTC)
Oh, the boys were perfect. I loved how Dean hoped that John could fix anything that was wrong with the costume.
Which he probably could, seeing that Dean did the inventing part! Kids with scissors and knives, though-- even when they're cutting around shapes, the end result really varies. THAT's something a grownup can do pretty well. :)

Poor John-- still sleepwalking through so much, and still so overwhelmed. But sometimes, you've got to step up for other people if not for yourself. He came around nicely at the end. :)


Entendre? Make mine a double.: Octoberdeirdre_c on November 1st, 2006 02:05 am (UTC)
Oh, so sweet!! Yay Halloween!!
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Sam & Dean Genhalfshellvenus on November 1st, 2006 06:21 am (UTC)
Yay! Pumpkin patches and impromptu costumes.

I kind of miss the days when kids would make their OWN costumes even when they were little. Times have definitely changed. :)
not creepy, just a person w eyes: Disco Deanarabella_hope on November 1st, 2006 02:09 am (UTC)
Wee!Winchesters NEVER fail to make me all giddy, but this line: Kind of like that,” John said. “Thank goodness Santa never forgets—especially good little boys like you and Sammy.”
made me especially flaily.

Love this to bits!
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Sam & Dean Genhalfshellvenus on November 1st, 2006 06:23 am (UTC)
Kind of like that,” John said. “Thank goodness Santa never forgets—especially good little boys like you and Sammy.”
made me especially flaily.

Poor John-- you can see he had a close call already earlier in the year, but more for being buried in grief than for lack of caring.

Thanks so much for commenting! This is my second wee!Winchester fic ever, and the other was also for spn_halloween. So I'm still kind of getting a feel for the tiny-person versions of the boys. :)
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The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Sam & Dean Genhalfshellvenus on November 1st, 2006 06:25 am (UTC)
oh adorable, really adorable. Poor Wee Dean and poor John, halloween would have been hard for him.
Imagine being a single (transient) parent with too small children and a cloud of grief hanging over you. THAT'd make it hard to get it in gear for the major holidays, definitely.

Loved the prompt, though-- and Dean comes through in the end (though there's been a little vandalism of motel property along the way). :0
aeroport_art: rabuaeroport_art on November 1st, 2006 03:18 am (UTC)
Awww... *wibbles* Dean's such a cutie.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Sam & Dean Genhalfshellvenus on November 1st, 2006 06:26 am (UTC)
Hee! Thank you! :)

I swear, the Winchester boys must have learned the art of resourcefulness (i.e., making stuff out of the crap you've got) from an early age. Hellooooo Walkman-based EMF meter. ;)
zortified on November 1st, 2006 03:34 am (UTC)
Aww! *wibble* How freaking ADORABLE is wee!Dean? Could he been any more adorable? I think not!

I love that John saw the costumes and I just know he got totally sniffly and sad and will make sure they get more candy than they can eat in a month, trick or treating.

The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Sam & Dean Genhalfshellvenus on November 1st, 2006 06:29 am (UTC)
Aww! *wibble* How freaking ADORABLE is wee!Dean? Could he been any more adorable? I think not!
:D I think I'm channeling a little bit of baby!Dean from the Plastic Winchester Theatre in him. That's the visual I was getting so often when I wrote this. :0

I love that John saw the costumes and I just know he got totally sniffly and sad and will make sure they get more candy than they can eat in a month, trick or treating.
Boy, those costumes would sure put it in perspective, wouldn't they? You'd know right away how desperately badly your child wanted it, and then suddenly... you'd remember why. And totally give in, just as you should. :)

Thanks so much for reading and commenting. Chocolate-coated mouths for one and all! :D
cindy: spn - dad and boys (by kiraboshi)tsuki_no_bara on November 1st, 2006 03:35 am (UTC)
dean wants to dress up as a knight in shining armor! man, that's perfect. he's adorable.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Sam & Dean Genhalfshellvenus on November 1st, 2006 06:30 am (UTC)
dean wants to dress up as a knight in shining armor! man, that's perfect. he's adorable.
It's funny how well that suits tinyDean, isn't it? It was mostly inspired by the existence of the ice-bucket, but really it's oddly appropriate for Dean as a costume choice. :D
Lauralaurondo on November 1st, 2006 03:58 am (UTC)
“You’re my hero today, Dean. I will find you the sword you deserve.”

That made me smile and say, "awwww!" out loud to myself, lol. This was a very cute story, thanks!
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Sam & Dean Genhalfshellvenus on November 1st, 2006 06:31 am (UTC)
Oh, thank you so much! Getting the ending was the part that pushed me so close to the deadline, so I'm glad this one worked out. :)
The Grammarian about whom your mother warned you.acostilow on November 1st, 2006 04:04 am (UTC)
*flappy hands*

CUTENESS.

*more flappy hands*
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Sam & Dean Genhalfshellvenus on November 1st, 2006 06:32 am (UTC)
:D I think the whole sum reaction to Wee!Winchester is probably either *flappy hands* or "Awwww."

They're terribly cute. You can just about see their little faces peeking through the curtain of angst and hoping to sneak out. :)
girlguidejonesgirlguidejones on November 1st, 2006 04:30 am (UTC)
Little Dean patting John's knee to make sure he was listening just about broke me. Very sweet.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Sam & Dean Genhalfshellvenus on November 1st, 2006 06:35 am (UTC)
:D Thank you so much.

My own children do that-- though it's usually when I'm talking, because amazingly it's not all about them right that second. ;)

But in this case, if John was listening it was only with his ears and not his heart. Too much heaviness weighing him down to absorb anything else.

Thank goodness for tinyDean's creative streak. A highly worthy craftmaster in a pinch. :)
miss_mandy on November 1st, 2006 04:41 am (UTC)
Knock, knock.

Trick or treat!

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*holds out bag expectantly*
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Sam & Dean Genhalfshellvenus on November 1st, 2006 06:36 am (UTC)
Gah! I know you!

You're either an extra from Dawn of the Dead, or the ratty teenager who stole the bucket of candy off my porch!

:0 *turns off porch light and hides in the living room watching House M.D. in the dark...*
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Destina: spn dean awesome brotherdestina on November 1st, 2006 05:43 am (UTC)
I love so many things about this -- Dean's ingenuity, his determination, the fact that John praises him for his initiative (which actually breaks my heart a little, 'cause of how John doesn't get it but is so true to character). But this:

Sammy looked over at Dean vaguely from where he was driving his truck on the floor. But when he saw his brother’s face he beamed in a reflection of Dean’s own happiness.

That was the huge awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww moment, for me. :D Thank you for this.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Sam & Dean Genhalfshellvenus on November 3rd, 2006 04:15 am (UTC)
Oh, thank you so much, Destina!

The prompt forces John to drop the ball here on Halloween, but it also gives him an excuse that is easily understood (if not entirely forgiven). Time becomes very vague when you're depressed, and you so easily fail to notice that "soon" has somehow turned into "now."

I'm thrilled that so many people like that little moment for Sammy there. Dean is trying so hard to do things for both of them that Sammy can't comprehend at all, but what matters in the end is that if Dean is happy then Sammy is too. And anyone who's ever spent time with a baby or toddler will understand Sammy's response here perfectly. :)

So glad you enjoyed this one. Thank you. :)
Grace: Us against the world:  By carmendoveforgotten_pixie on November 1st, 2006 10:03 am (UTC)
*flails* Too much cute in one story! Sammy as a ghost! And Dean is totally a knight in shining armour. I also really like your John, so sad and despirited but still obviously loving his boys lots.

when he saw his brother’s face he beamed in a reflection of Dean’s own happiness.

Thats pretty much the most adorable thing ever :)
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Sam & Dean Genhalfshellvenus on November 3rd, 2006 04:24 am (UTC)
Sammy as a ghost!
The idea of a midget pillowcase-ghost is oddly cute to me. :)

And Dean is totally a knight in shining armour.
This is still the Dean inside, even though the outside is a little cynical and tarnished. At his core, he still believes in saving the world when he can.

I also really like your John, so sad and despirited but still obviously loving his boys lots.
Poor man-- I didn't want to make him a jerk here, and I wanted the reader to see how overwhelmed he might still be with grief and though regretting the consequences still too worn-out to try to change them.

Thats pretty much the most adorable thing ever :)
:D Thank you so much! *dances in happy pumpkin-surrounded glee!*
Princess Robot Bubblegum!astrothsknot on November 1st, 2006 01:01 pm (UTC)
That is such a sweet story. I can actually see Dean doing that.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Sam & Dean Genhalfshellvenus on November 3rd, 2006 04:26 am (UTC)
Thank you very much. :) I think he would try for Sammy if not for himself, but being so little he doesn't realize that Sammy would have absolutely no clue of what he was missing out on if Dean didn't succeed.

And determined until the end... one of the better Winchester traits. It might be stubborn on the flip side, but it's perseverant on the plus side. :)