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strangevisitor7) wrote2008-05-31 06:19 pm
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Don't Call Me Junior: A Drabble and a Question for my flist
So I was planning out my next story for
spawnfic_tues when I realized that naming Katie and Sam's second son Sam jr has created an annoying problem of too many Sam's. Sam Jr. agrees and wants a nickname.
So I ask you dear flist please help me find a good nickname for this child - I bring a small drabble that expressesmy his frustration at being called Junior.
Edited to add: I don't know of a canon middle name for Sam Winchester, Sr. Anybody out there know if Kripke gave him one?
Don't Call Me Junior
“That’s it I’ve had it!” thirteen year-old Sam Jr. exclaimed as he stormed into the kitchen.
Katie frowned at her second son. “Sammy what’s wrong?”
“It’s my name,” he groused. “I hate it.”
“Why?” she asked though she had her suspicions.
“It’s always Junior or little Sam or Sammy. I want my own identity.”
She nodded sympathetically. It had always been a sore point with him but she’d never seen him this upset about it. “What did you have in mind?”
Sam shrugged.
Katie smiled and couldn’t help herself. “Well, we could always call you Indiana.”
“Not funny, Mom!”
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So I ask you dear flist please help me find a good nickname for this child - I bring a small drabble that expresses
Edited to add: I don't know of a canon middle name for Sam Winchester, Sr. Anybody out there know if Kripke gave him one?
Don't Call Me Junior
“That’s it I’ve had it!” thirteen year-old Sam Jr. exclaimed as he stormed into the kitchen.
Katie frowned at her second son. “Sammy what’s wrong?”
“It’s my name,” he groused. “I hate it.”
“Why?” she asked though she had her suspicions.
“It’s always Junior or little Sam or Sammy. I want my own identity.”
She nodded sympathetically. It had always been a sore point with him but she’d never seen him this upset about it. “What did you have in mind?”
Sam shrugged.
Katie smiled and couldn’t help herself. “Well, we could always call you Indiana.”
“Not funny, Mom!”
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