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A daily life of sd when their was a child, but also with a little Sam is a story of Control freak. Unfinished
When John drove Impala out to hunt demons, Dean would stay at home with Sam, and sometimes teach Sam some self-defense tricks. After all, he didn't want his favorite brother Sam to be bullied as a freak in school because he often transferred. When John comes back (which is not a common thing), he will train them how to hunt for demons and how to kill a devil. Dean is always the one who learns the most seriously. He wants to protect his Sammy, which is undeniable.
Sam changed to a new school. He didn't care about the interpersonal relationships in the school. Dean would help him solve anything, so he just needed to spend all his energy on study. But he heard a voice of slander. That's Thomas Andersen. It is said that he is the most arrogant student in this grade. He not only blatantly skips class, but also swears at the teacher. It's simply unreasonable. Sam thought so. "Hey guys, don't you think Dean's mouth is very suitable for giving someone? She's just a fucking slutty bitch. Don't think that you're not gay when you're bored with a bunch of women all day... Don't even think about it... Hey Sam, what are you doing!" Thomas pushed Sam away and wanted to hit his hand. Sam, are you crazy?" Questioning words popped out of his mouth. Sam suppressed his instinct to turn this man to the ground, "Don't say Dean! ..." A fist fell on Sam's face, and he suddenly felt a burning pain. Then he returned his hand, using the method of interrogating the devil.
After being knocked down, the man scolded and ran to the teacher. What a coward"
Sam said in a subtle voice that others could not hear.
"Hi Sammy girl! You're out of school!" When Sam got home, Dean was holding a bucket of popcorn on the sofa and watching a movie on the tape. "Oh God, what's wrong with your face? Has anyone bullied you, Sammy?" Dean turned his head and saw that Sam's face was blue and purple. At first glance, he was beaten. No, I hit someone else today." Sam's answer made Dean relieved, and the hand that checked Sam's face also began to eat popcorn again. That's good, Sammy girl. You can also fight." Dean began to tease his brother again. Why do you want to fight with others?" It's nothing, he... He asked me to help him with his homework, and I didn't agree, and then we started to fight." Sam used his smart head to make up an explanation that he thought was reasonable in time. "Oh, well, I thought it was something explosive." Dean sat back on the sofa and began to watch the movie again. What? Dean also believed the scam that was so easily recognized. Why is Dean so easy to deceive? Sam thought secretly. Will you be at home for Christmas tomorrow?" Sam put down the book bar and sat next to Dean. Of course at home, who wants to spend Christmas with strangers?" Dean turned his head and smiled at his little Sammy. Sam felt a little more down-to-earth.