Characters: Sam, Dean, Bobby
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: I don't own them
Bobby is always prepared to step up to the plate and fix anything that needs fixing!
"Where have you boys been? You're late for…"
Bobby's worry-fuelled anger at the two cold dinners sitting on the table dissipated as he saw little Sam's grazed knees and bloodied nose.
"Sam fell off his bike," Dean blurted; "chain came off. We weren't being stupid or nothin', it jus' happened. Sorry about our dinner."
"It's okay son," Bobby smiled; "you ain't in trouble. I'm just glad you're back."
"I fixed it," Dean continued. "bike's all mended, so you ain't gotta do anything."
Bobby patted Dean's tawny head; "that's awesome Dean; I guess I just need to fix your brother then!"