Hunter-'verse. Someplace in Boise, Idaho. Kid in a toy store

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Mary's standing by Dean, the two of them are watching as Sam gets information for their latest case from the guy behind the counter at the department store. She yawns hugely and feels in her pocket for beans, but finds only her Epi-pen.

Grumbling, she looks around for something else to divert her attention and quirks an eyebrow at a display of Bratz dolls. Smirking at the tarty clothes and freaky faces, she steps over to look more closely. Something down at the bottom of the display catches her attention then and she hunkers down, only to come face to face with the biggest Bratz baby doll she's ever seen. She stares at it for a few moments, reminding herself that she hates dolls and it's sketchy.

Then she sighs and stands up to return to Dean. "Can I have thirty bucks?"

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"Hah hah." She makes a face at him, then stuffs the twenty into her pocket and goes to pick up the doll box and hold it absently to her chest. "Is he nearly done?"

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"Yeah, he should be nearly done."

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She glances over and watches her uncle for a few minutes, then tips the doll box back slightly so that she can see its bazaar little face smiling up at her. "Guess you're a late birthday present. Or an early Christmas one, Sketchy."

Yup, talking to the doll.

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"You done over there, Sammy?" Dean asks leaning back against a case. He got something inaudible from his brother and smirked slightly watching him walk out to the car. "Yeah, he's done."

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Mary nods and bounces over to the till; just another dizzy teen buying a doll. The guy behind the counter is young and decides to flirt, not realizing how old she actually is.

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Dean's green eyes harden. "Do your job and quit flirting with my daughter." Yeah, don't piss off the older Winchester. That would be very bad.