brothers saved fanart!!! cursed dean/ kid sam// homework help.
I originally sketched this out over a month ago when it was getting too dark outside to see, so I’m sorry this is rough and not at all refined, but I like it 🙂 I colored it in to hide the many Many mistakes. (One day I’ll learn how to draw crossed arms….. some day….)
It’s a definite misconception between Stan and the Winchesters!
He doesn’t quite see himself the way they want him to…
It took seconds for Stan to grab the clip near the top of the pen and haul it all the way back to Sam, panting a little from the effort as he stepped back to give the human room to take it.
Sam was frozen in his search, not having expected Stan to suddenly shoot off in a different direction while they conversed. Seeing how much effort it took Stan to drag the pen over to him drove into Sam how different they were in size, making him feel obnoxiously oversized all over again.
Dean had an identical look on his face, not knowing how to react.
“S-Stan,” Sam managed to get out, delicately picking up the pen. He’d been looking for one, but– “You can just… tell me where the pen is, okay? You don’t have to go through all that work, I can just grab it.”
The ghost of a proud smile that had found its way to Stan’s features for finally making himself of use melted when he saw Sam’s reaction. Now he was confused all over again, worried that he’d done something wrong.
“But… you wanted it…” Stan trailed off awkwardly, trying to think of a way to fix it. But there was nothing to fix. The pen was fetched, Sam already had it. He didn’t understand why the brothers seemed so averse to his actions, but he resolved to do better next time as soon as he found out.
“That’s… not what I’m saying…” Sam said, his conviction fading at Stan’s reaction. “Just… If I want something, you don’t have to get it for me.” It was so hard to come up with words for what he meant. “I don’t want you straining yourself.”
“You’re not a pet,” Dean interrupted, putting it far blunter than Sam would have done. “You know that… right?”
We love the idea too! That’s why we ended up with this exact storyline:
- Brothers Remembered || Dean was cursed as a kid, growing up as a borrower at Trail’s West. He helped another kid cursed just like him, and certainly never expected to see a familiar face staying in one of the rooms.
Now they just need Sam to get on board with the whole concept…
It was during this time that Dean reached the top of the table and darted behind the huge laptop. He flattened himself to the back, barely daring to breathe for fear of alerting the human to his position.
Taking a few measured breaths to prepare himself, Dean leaned around the edge of the laptop to catch sight of where Jacob was now, expecting to see him contained.
What he found instead made all these thoughts flee his mind.
Jacob was casually sitting there and eating pizza while Dean risked his neck saving him!
“Are you kidding me?!”