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Hunter-'verse. A park in Helena, Montana. Down time

Mary ducked as the ball whizzed past her ear, then went after it and returned the favor by trying to take her Uncle Sam's head off with it. It was returned with similar velocity, though kinder aim, whereupon she fired it in her other uncle's direction, hoping to catch him off guard since they'd been ignoring him for a few minutes.
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[identity profile] random-others.livejournal.com 2006-12-05 08:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Huh?" She looks up with a quizzical frown.

[identity profile] hunterbyblood.livejournal.com 2006-12-05 08:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Don't worry about it, Mary."

[identity profile] random-others.livejournal.com 2006-12-05 08:26 am (UTC)(link)
"'Kay." She nestles a little closer, then looks at Uncle Sam and crosses her eyes at him before brightening at sight of their drinks being set on the table.

[identity profile] hunterbyblood.livejournal.com 2006-12-05 08:37 am (UTC)(link)
"Mmm... yummy stuff." Dean states with a laugh.

[identity profile] random-others.livejournal.com 2006-12-05 07:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Mary grins at the laugh. In her opinion her uncle/dad doesn't do it enough.

Then she looks at Sam and kicks him under the table just as he goes to take a drink.

[identity profile] hunterbyblood.livejournal.com 2006-12-06 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
"No kicking Sam, Mary." Dean states looking down at her.

[identity profile] random-others.livejournal.com 2006-12-06 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
She tries to look up innocently, but a wave of ugh makes her change her mind. "Sorry, Uncle Sam." She lifts her orange juice and sips at it, then goes after the ice.

[identity profile] hunterbyblood.livejournal.com 2006-12-06 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
And that innocent act doesn't work on him. Sam used to try and pull that on him when they were younger. "Now we wait." He says with wry amusement. He hated waiting.

[identity profile] random-others.livejournal.com 2006-12-06 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
She blows a razzberry to show her opinion of waiting, then frowns. "It's nearly Christmas."

[identity profile] hunterbyblood.livejournal.com 2006-12-06 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, it is nearly Christmas."

[identity profile] random-others.livejournal.com 2006-12-06 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
"I hate Christmas." She leans against him again.

[identity profile] hunterbyblood.livejournal.com 2006-12-06 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
"And I hate memorial day. Or any day close to it." He states simply seeing Sam give him a look.
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