Of Teddies and Good Times
Disclaimer: I don't own "Supernatural", sadly, but the boys are such a treat to play with…
A/N: My gratitude goes out to my awesome beta twinchaosblade who makes sense of my stuff, even if I don't.
A/N 2: Response to the Drabble Challenge by Enkidu07 and Onyx Moonbeam
All fellow players can be looked up on Enkidu07's profile page (the many, many names finally exceeded the drabble word count, hehe).
Sammy was squealing as if they were flaying him alive. He had one hell of a grip for a dissatisfied toddler. Even Dean was unable to convince his little brother of letting go of the Teddy Sam had taken an instant liking to on one of their shopping trips.
John remembered when Dean was in Sam's age, Mary had bought him a fluffy Teddy to cuddle with, and Dean would take it wherever he went.
It was breaking John's heart but they couldn't afford the stuffed toy, how ever adorable it looked, so he finally pried Sam's tiny hands off.
To be continued...