Winchester and Singer :: LyonGirl

[KingCrowley]

Mikhael Dean Winchester was a spoiled brat for the most part. Now, he wasn't a bad kid and he was very loving ...but having his Papa being away for three months at a time, the sixteen year old was spoiled any time he came back to see him. But Mikhael was a total Daddy's boy, he loved his Daddy and expected the man to do everything for him because Mikhael was in no way independent.

Currently, he was living in his pig sty of a room and he went off to find his Dad, "Daaaaaaaaad! He called down, "Come clean my room!!!!" he whined, pouting some. He didn't want to do it, he hoped his Dad would.


Bobby did not spoil his son Jackson, he loved the child with all his heart sure, but spoiling a child did them no good and Mikhael was certainly proof of that. Bobby had spanked his young son since he was old enough to get into trouble, he was a spanking man. Recently he'd moved in with Dean Winchester and he'd seen Mikhael's behaviour in comparison to Jackson's and was appalled.

"Dean, I git he's yer only kid, but ya can't spoil 'im." Bobby told him when he heard Mikhael call down for Dean to clean his room. "'Ave you ever thought about spankin' him?" he asked curiously and then reached down to pull his own son, fourteen years old and the apple of his eye onto his lap. "Does Jackie a world of good, y'know."


Mikhael stormed downstairs and opened the door, standing there with his hands on his hips, "Am I talking to myself, Dad?!" he snapped.

[LyonGirl]

Dean knew it was hard on Mikhael to grow up with his papa only being around for only short times in the year, so he thought it was good to spoil the boy a bit. Sure, Dean hadn't been very spoiled as a child, considering the circumstances so he tried to give his son the best of anything he could. He hadn't realized how bad getting until Bobby and Jackson came to live with them.

Dean looked up when he heard his boy call for him to clean his room and sighed softly. He was about to get up from his spot and go talk to his son when Bobbi quickly got his attention. "Bobby, I know spoiling him isn't the best, but I just hate to see him sad and I know it takes his mind off the fact that Castiel isn't always around. Plus, I'd hate to spank him and make him cry..."

Jackson had sat himself beside his dad, playing some solitare with his deck of cards. He had been listening in on his father's and Dean's conversation, but being the boy he was, he didn't say anything. He simply looked up as he was pulled over and put on his dad's lap. He looked over at him and blushed some as he mentioned him getting spanked then quickly looked away. "Aww dad...can ya not say it so bluntly, it's embarrassing..." He mumbled softly as he climbed off his lap and sat back down.

Jackson looked over at Mikhael as he came down and made a face. "Hey, ya really shouldn' talk to yer dad like that, you can clean yer room yerself just like you made the mess by yerself." He said softly.

Dean looked over at the boys and stood up. He walked over to his son and shook his head. "Mikhael, I was talking to your Uncle Bobby, as for your room, I'll help you clean it up, but I'm not going to just do it for you, a'right?"

[KingCrowley]

Bobby shook his head when Dean said he'd hate to spank him and make him cry, "It is hard, I still get all welled up when I spank Jackie, but it really doe help em in the long run." he told him and then looked at his son when he said not to say it so bluntly and that it was embarrassing, "Sorry bud." he answered, ruffling his hair and then looking over to Mikhael as he stood in the door way and snapped at Dean. If Jackson had done that, he would have gotten a good smack on his sorry bum.

Mikhael stuck his tongue out at Jackson when he said he shouldn't talk to his Dad like that and that he could clean the room himself. Then his green gaze went to his Dad and he nodded his head when he said he would help him clean up, "Can't you do most of it Daddy?" he whined, giving him his most adorable pout that usually made Dean cave. Mikhael loved being his Dad's baby, having the man wrapped around his finger.

"Please Daddy?" he pleaded.

[LyonGirl]

Jackson shook his head. If he had talked like that to his dad, he'd have gotten his little butt whooped instantly, no matter where they were or who was around.

Dean looked at Mikhael and shook his head. "No Mik, I'll help you, now come on and let's see how bad the damage is." He wrapped an arm around his son's shoulder and headed upstairs to his MIkhael's room. His eyes went wide when he saw the room and looked around. "What happened in here?!" He asked as he looked at the mess. "Looks like a tornado came through here."

Jackson watched as Dean and Mikhael left and looked at his dad. "Hey dad, can we go out and buy some snacks? Like maybe some ice cream or somethin', please dad?" He asked, setting his cards down and walking over to his dad. He pulled at Bobby's arm and pulled at his shirt softly.

[KingCrowley]

Mikhael scowled at his Dad and shook his head, "No you'll do most of it or ALL of it!" he snapped and allowed the man to lead him upstairs to his room. He looked around and then put on the pitiful act, "That's what I mean Daddy...I can't clean it, and you're good at that stuff." he told him, flopping down on his expensive double, water bed. "Please Daddy, clean it or...or I'll scream and hold my breath." he threatened, crossing his arms over his chest.

"You know I will so you may as well get to it."


Bobby sighed, "That kid needs a damn good hiding." he muttered and then looked to Jackson when he came over and whined about wanting to buy snacks, he chuckled a bit, "Oh I dunno slugger, it's gettin' kinda dark." he teased and then stood up, ruffling the little guy's hair fondly. "Alright, go grab yer coat and yer shoes and we'll head on out." he told him, giving the kid's butt a fond pat as an encouragement to get moving. He was really glad his son wasn't spoiled, and Jackson knew that even though he got spanked, he was loved more than anything in the world by his Dad.

[LyonGirl]

Dean frowned, not liking the tone of his son's voice nor the way he was talking to him. "Mikhael, you are sixteen, not six. You are fully capable of cleaning your room yourself and you should be grateful that I'm offering to help you."

He walked over to his son and gently took hold of his arm and stood him up. "Now..you're going to clean up your room, I'll help you, a little bit and I don't want to hear you whine or complain." Dean was really starting to consider that spanking his son would do them both some good and hopefully change his attitude a bit.

Jackson looked up at his dad and smiled. "Thanks dad~!" He hurried off to the closet and grabbed his coat and shoes, putting them on quickly before heading out the door and to his dad's truck. "C'mon dad, hurry up...we don't want the store to be closed when we get there." He said, jumping a bit as he stood by the door.

[KingCrowley]

Mikhael scowled when Dean told him he was sixteen and not six since usually he liked Mikhael being his baby boy. "No I'm not!" he snapped when Dean said he was capable of cleaning the room himself. "Normally you would clean it and then make me hot chocolate!" he whined unhappily, not liking this change in his Daddy at all, not one bit. He pouted when he was stood up and told he was going to clean his room.

"NO!" He snapped, trying to pull out of the grip, "You have to do it Daddy!!! I can't do it!"


Bobby snorted and shook his head, "Keep yer pants on kid, I'm comin'." he answered and walked over to him, putting a hand on his shoulder and then leading him outside and to the truck, "Now you stay where I can see ya in the store, and don't'cha dare leave, if ya do, you'll be in store for a very sore butt, you got that?" he asked, knowing he was tough on his boy, but he just wanted to keep him safe and anyone could grab him at this time of night.

[LyonGirl]

"Yes you can Mikhael! Now I want you to stop this tantrum right now. You're a big boy and it's time for you to start acting like one. If you don't stop all this yelling, this second, you're going to get spanked." He said firmly as he crossed his arms over his chest. His gaze was firm, but his heart was pounding as he hoped the threat would work to get the boy to do his work, not wanting to spank the boy at all.

Jackson looked at his dad and winced a bit at the threat. "Yes dad...I know..." He said softly. Though he wouldn't admit it, he wished his dad could be a bit more easy going like Dean or spoiled him a bit like Castiel, but asking him to do that was like asking his dad to change himself completely. Jackson got into the truck and quickly buckled up and smiled softly.

"Hey dad? Can we get chips and...ice cream and...ice cream sandwiches and cookies?" He asked, smiling brightly, hoping to get a yes. "I promise not to cause trouble all week if you dad, I promise~!"

[KingCrowley]

Mikhael really didn't like Dean being firm with him, he'd never been like that before and of course Mikhael was picking up all the wrong messages. His eyes widened when he said he was going to get spanked and his jaw dropped, "Just cause I don't wanna clean my room you're gonna hit me and hate me now?!" he whimpered before rushing out of the room, down the stairs and out of the house, tears streaming down his face.

Bobby did spoil his son now and again, when he had been good and had deserved it, but any other time he was not completely lenient and he would be hard on his son, especially if he had been naughty recently. He looked at the boy when he began to list of what he wanted, and the man rose a brow, since that sounded like a lot. "Okay we can, but yer not eatin' em all in one night kiddo." he told him and pulled up at the store, getting out and then helping his son out.

[LyonGirl]

Dean blinked and looked over at his son. "Mikhael! Mikhael wait!" He ran after his son, not expecting the boy to just run off like that. It didn't take him long to find his son and dash after him, grabbing his arm quickly. "Mikhael! You don't run off like that, it was dangerous and you could've been hurt." He said as he pulled him close to him. "I want you to calm down and listen to me, okay?"


Jackson nodded. "Okay dad, I won't eat it all, I just want it to last for a while." He said with a soft smile. He was about to get out of the car by himself when his dad came to help. "Dad....I'm fourteen now, I can get out of the car myself." He said as he headed towards the entrance, looking both ways before crossing the street though. He walked in and grabbed a small basket to get the snacks he wanted.