FIC: Prank and Punishment (pg-13)

“These are obviusly fake.” Veronica says looking at the ‘Private Investigators’ Licenses for ‘Brian Johnson’ and ‘Barry Scott’. The two boys in front of her showed no sign of wavering, and the blondish-one coughs and motions towards the I.D.

 “Listen, Blondie-”

“MOMMY! STRANGER! STRANGER!” Leah yelled effectively kicking the blonde one in the crotch. The man crumpled to the floor instantly. Horrified, Veronica quickly stood to up to see if the man was alright. His ‘partner’ pulled out his cell phone and quickly took a picture of his partner with Leah. Leah smiled brightly at the dark haired man and skipped over to him. “Last night Daddy and Mr. Winchester talked and Mr. Winchester said that tomorrow he would be by to talk to you and that the man with him was a meanie who didn’t like Christmas and that I should kick him REAL hard because little kids in Africa are starving and don’t get Christmas because of him.”

 “Dude. Looks like I WIN the prank war. Logan here’s my penpal from high school.” Sam laughed, “And I just got his kid to kick you in the balls. Hard. I win. AND there’s no case in Neptune.” He quickly added, helping Dean stand. “Little Blondie kicks like a mule.” Dean grumbled adjusting himself quickly. Dean nodded his head towards Veronica and held the door open for his brother, laughing the whole way.

 “Leah Anne Echolls. What did Mommy tell you about kicking people?” Veronica asked putting her hands on her hips.

 “Well Daddy said that if I ever see a stranger that I should kick him really hard and yell ‘STRANGER! STRANGER’ And Daddy has executive authority. And then Keith told me that if a guy tries to attack me that I should kick him between the legs.” Leah said brightly, with her mother’s eyes. Veronica thought about it carefully and smiled brightly. “I have something you can tell your father.”
**

Whistling, dare he say it, a jaunty tune; Logan Echolls was a happy man. He did the grocery shopping, took the garbage out, emptied the dishwasher- and the kids were sleeping over at Weevil’s. So what if he paid Keith off to go to take out Duncan’s kid?

 Slipping his keys into the door of his palatial beach house, he dropped his ‘special groceries’ in shock.  Sam and Dean were both in his living room, shirtless, playing his Xbox 460. With his wife. “Dude, the vampire just killed you.” Sam laughed nudging Veronica in the side. Veronica laughed before glancing up to see her husband.

“Oh. Logan. Dean and Sam have been on the road for weeks, so I offered to wash all of their clothing. Oh, you brought chocolate syrup. And whip cream. Logan, Leah does not need to start having sundaes for tonight.” 

“DADDY DADDY DADDY! Are you ready for the sleepover? Mommy said that you are gonna sleep in my room FOR THREE WHOLE DAYS, while the twins are away!”

 Oh snap.