The New Kid In Town
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I do not own Supernatural, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Robbie’s Road Blues
THE NEW KID IN TOWN
BY
JOXIE
Title : The New Kid In Town
Author : Joxie
Pairing : Sam/Dean
Rating : R
Summary : A peek into the world of Sam, Dean and Robbie. A collection of short stories and drabbles set in the Naturally Supernatural universe.
Feedback : Yes please, please be tactful and patient.
Disclaimer : I do not own Supernatural, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Robbie’s Road Blues
Robbie looked out of the car window opened his mouth and said “Are we there yet?”
“At least another hour Robs so settle down” Dean replied smoothly.
Robbie kicked the back of Dean’s seat and waited.
“Cut that out she’s done nothing to you” Dean warned his son gruffly.
Sam turned in his seat and frowned at Robbie “Have you finished that book report yet?”
Deflecting the question Robbie asked “Why do we have to keep moving?”
“Because you can’t keep your mouth shut” Dean supplied the answer.
“Can to” Robbie returned.
“Finish up your report and we’ll talk about this later” Sam ordered.
Twenty minutes later Robbie declared “It’s done.”
Sam reached over for the writing pad Robbie was clutching and began to read out loud “This book sucks the leading character is an animal and is always on the pull…”
Sam turned and glared at his son “Robbie!”
“What? Its Black Beauty he’s a horse” Robbie told his Dad innocently.
Dean sniggered not taking his eyes off the road, he left it to Sam to deal with there bratty son. Who even now looked a picture of innocence.
“You’re walking on thin ice Robbie” Sam warned.
Robbie frowned, sort of shrugged and handed him his real book report then watched as his Dad glanced through it “You haven’t heard the last of this” Sam threw at him.
“Yes sir” Robbie replied turning back to the window again.
There rooms walls were a nasty colour scheme of brown and orange with yellow high lights. It reminded Sam of a toilet that hadn’t ever been cleaned.
Robbie blinked and muttered “Wonder what they were on.”
“Give me twenty Robbie” Sam eyed his son.
“Dad” Robbie spluttered.
“Thirty” Sam stood there waiting.
“Better get on with it Robs” Dean’s tone was firm.
Robbie huffed but dropped to the floor and began his press ups with bad grace.
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Over the three months they had been on the road Robbie had seen his fair share of libraries, so he wasn’t really surprised to be sitting in yet another one. He consoled himself that at least his score today was a decent one, seven points and it was still only early afternoon. He glanced over to Sam who had his nose buried in a large dusty book.
This library was old, Noah’s ark old at that there were no computers not even a microfiche to its name. Robbie reluctantly looked back down at his own book.
He heard her first or to be more exact the squeaking of the trolley load of books she was pushing. Robbie took in her neat professional appearance, covertly watching as she placed books on the shelves. His eyes though kept returning to her hair in its tight uncompromising bun.
There was a ping and a handful of hair pins landed on the floor. Startled the librarians hands went to her face, she blushed turned on her heel and went to repair her messy hair. Unaware of Sam’s eyes on him Robbie awarded himself another two points.
Not wanting to believe his eyes Sam watched his son closely over the following three days. Only to witness Robbie unfasten two bras and destroy three more hair styles.
On the third night when Robbie was asleep Sam went outside there motel room. Where Dean was sneaking one of his rare cigarettes.
“We need to talk to Robbie” he took the cigarette from Dean’s fingers and drew deeply on it.
“What’s he done now?” Dean seemed unconcerned and took his cigarette back.
“The little….” Sam paused lost for words “he’s been using his talents to loosen women’s clothes” he finally told Dean bluntly.
“Really?” Dean looked surprised “With his…” he wiggled his fingers and when Sam nodded he went on “the little perv” Dean didn’t even try to hide his smirk.
“Like you would have been able to resist the temptation” Sam retorted mildly.
“Well no but that would be different I’d be cute not pervy” Dean conceded adding “I’d love to have had that talent as a teenager.”
“From what I remember the lack didn’t slow you down” grumbled Sam.
“So what are we going to do with our very own little trickster?” Dean asked and Sam smiled at him.
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“We know what you’ve been doing” Sam spoke softly.
“Ping, twang, squeal” Dean added for clarity.
“Are you okay Mom?” Robbie asked frowning.
“I’m fine you on the other hand need a spanking” Dean’s smile wasn’t kind “Sammy has the largest hands so he can do it.”
Sam steepled his fingers and wiggled them in readiness “Ten per bra?” He asked Dean quite seriously.
“Sounds about right to me” Dean agreed just as seriously.
“Five for each destroyed hair do?” He looked to Dean again who shrugged but didn’t disagree.
“That’s thirty five slaps all told then” Sam sat on the bed “over here now Robbie” he ordered.
Robbie looked at Dean hoping for help only to be told
“Take it like a man.”
He approached Sam unwillingly and found himself pulled over his Fathers knee “Have you anything to say for yourself” he was asked.
“Don’t hit me” Robbie tried.
“Robs” Dean warned.
“I’m sorry” Robbie sniffed.
“Time to man up” Sam pulled his hand back and Robbie tensed flinching when all it did was come to rest on his bottom without any force behind it.
Gently Sam turned and sat Robbie on his knee “See it’s not nice being on the end of a prank or nasty joke is it?” He asked.
“No” Robbie snuffled against Sam’s neck.
“So have you learnt anything?” Dean asked.
“Not to get caught” Robbie replied.
“Not quite what I was looking for Robs” Dean’s lips twitched all the same.
“Not to prank girls” Robbie tried again.
“Not to take advantage of people who don’t have your talents” Sam told him patiently.
Robbie slipped from his Father’s knee “I won’t do it again” he told his parents earnestly.
“You do that” Dean smiled and pulled a couple of bills out of his pocket then gave them to Robbie “go on get us some pie.”
Robbie left the room swiftly knowing this lesson was going to stick with him a very long time.
BY
JOXIE
Title : The New Kid In Town
Author : Joxie
Pairing : Sam/Dean
Rating : R
Summary : A peek into the world of Sam, Dean and Robbie. A collection of short stories and drabbles set in the Naturally Supernatural universe.
Feedback : Yes please, please be tactful and patient.
Disclaimer : I do not own Supernatural, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Robbie’s Road Blues
Robbie looked out of the car window opened his mouth and said “Are we there yet?”
“At least another hour Robs so settle down” Dean replied smoothly.
Robbie kicked the back of Dean’s seat and waited.
“Cut that out she’s done nothing to you” Dean warned his son gruffly.
Sam turned in his seat and frowned at Robbie “Have you finished that book report yet?”
Deflecting the question Robbie asked “Why do we have to keep moving?”
“Because you can’t keep your mouth shut” Dean supplied the answer.
“Can to” Robbie returned.
“Finish up your report and we’ll talk about this later” Sam ordered.
Twenty minutes later Robbie declared “It’s done.”
Sam reached over for the writing pad Robbie was clutching and began to read out loud “This book sucks the leading character is an animal and is always on the pull…”
Sam turned and glared at his son “Robbie!”
“What? Its Black Beauty he’s a horse” Robbie told his Dad innocently.
Dean sniggered not taking his eyes off the road, he left it to Sam to deal with there bratty son. Who even now looked a picture of innocence.
“You’re walking on thin ice Robbie” Sam warned.
Robbie frowned, sort of shrugged and handed him his real book report then watched as his Dad glanced through it “You haven’t heard the last of this” Sam threw at him.
“Yes sir” Robbie replied turning back to the window again.
There rooms walls were a nasty colour scheme of brown and orange with yellow high lights. It reminded Sam of a toilet that hadn’t ever been cleaned.
Robbie blinked and muttered “Wonder what they were on.”
“Give me twenty Robbie” Sam eyed his son.
“Dad” Robbie spluttered.
“Thirty” Sam stood there waiting.
“Better get on with it Robs” Dean’s tone was firm.
Robbie huffed but dropped to the floor and began his press ups with bad grace.
**********************************************
Over the three months they had been on the road Robbie had seen his fair share of libraries, so he wasn’t really surprised to be sitting in yet another one. He consoled himself that at least his score today was a decent one, seven points and it was still only early afternoon. He glanced over to Sam who had his nose buried in a large dusty book.
This library was old, Noah’s ark old at that there were no computers not even a microfiche to its name. Robbie reluctantly looked back down at his own book.
He heard her first or to be more exact the squeaking of the trolley load of books she was pushing. Robbie took in her neat professional appearance, covertly watching as she placed books on the shelves. His eyes though kept returning to her hair in its tight uncompromising bun.
There was a ping and a handful of hair pins landed on the floor. Startled the librarians hands went to her face, she blushed turned on her heel and went to repair her messy hair. Unaware of Sam’s eyes on him Robbie awarded himself another two points.
Not wanting to believe his eyes Sam watched his son closely over the following three days. Only to witness Robbie unfasten two bras and destroy three more hair styles.
On the third night when Robbie was asleep Sam went outside there motel room. Where Dean was sneaking one of his rare cigarettes.
“We need to talk to Robbie” he took the cigarette from Dean’s fingers and drew deeply on it.
“What’s he done now?” Dean seemed unconcerned and took his cigarette back.
“The little….” Sam paused lost for words “he’s been using his talents to loosen women’s clothes” he finally told Dean bluntly.
“Really?” Dean looked surprised “With his…” he wiggled his fingers and when Sam nodded he went on “the little perv” Dean didn’t even try to hide his smirk.
“Like you would have been able to resist the temptation” Sam retorted mildly.
“Well no but that would be different I’d be cute not pervy” Dean conceded adding “I’d love to have had that talent as a teenager.”
“From what I remember the lack didn’t slow you down” grumbled Sam.
“So what are we going to do with our very own little trickster?” Dean asked and Sam smiled at him.
**********************************************
“We know what you’ve been doing” Sam spoke softly.
“Ping, twang, squeal” Dean added for clarity.
“Are you okay Mom?” Robbie asked frowning.
“I’m fine you on the other hand need a spanking” Dean’s smile wasn’t kind “Sammy has the largest hands so he can do it.”
Sam steepled his fingers and wiggled them in readiness “Ten per bra?” He asked Dean quite seriously.
“Sounds about right to me” Dean agreed just as seriously.
“Five for each destroyed hair do?” He looked to Dean again who shrugged but didn’t disagree.
“That’s thirty five slaps all told then” Sam sat on the bed “over here now Robbie” he ordered.
Robbie looked at Dean hoping for help only to be told
“Take it like a man.”
He approached Sam unwillingly and found himself pulled over his Fathers knee “Have you anything to say for yourself” he was asked.
“Don’t hit me” Robbie tried.
“Robs” Dean warned.
“I’m sorry” Robbie sniffed.
“Time to man up” Sam pulled his hand back and Robbie tensed flinching when all it did was come to rest on his bottom without any force behind it.
Gently Sam turned and sat Robbie on his knee “See it’s not nice being on the end of a prank or nasty joke is it?” He asked.
“No” Robbie snuffled against Sam’s neck.
“So have you learnt anything?” Dean asked.
“Not to get caught” Robbie replied.
“Not quite what I was looking for Robs” Dean’s lips twitched all the same.
“Not to prank girls” Robbie tried again.
“Not to take advantage of people who don’t have your talents” Sam told him patiently.
Robbie slipped from his Father’s knee “I won’t do it again” he told his parents earnestly.
“You do that” Dean smiled and pulled a couple of bills out of his pocket then gave them to Robbie “go on get us some pie.”
Robbie left the room swiftly knowing this lesson was going to stick with him a very long time.