Another drabble of joy, this one for
sdwolfpup, who requested Supernatural, Sam and Bobby, pre-series.
Home Sweet Home
It wasn't that he minded watching Sammy for a few days. John was in a bind, and he owed him a few. It's just that Bobby didn't know quite what to do with him. His TV only got three channels on a clear day. How was he supposed to keep an eight year old entertained?
"This is nice," Sam said.
"What is?"
"Your house!"
Bobby looked around his tiny, cluttered place. "Really?"
"Yeah." Sam sank back into the sofa cushions, eyes dreamy. "I wish I had a house."
Bobby swallowed the lump in his throat. "Make yourself at home, kid."