random_cantina | Bringing a friend to the cantina. ((locked to victormakesart))

She wouldn't mind being chewed on, she was very cheery like that. Even if there were teeth involved. "Ah, yeah. Like...I'd be perfectly content livin' alone, but there's that part of me tha' knows that I'd need a roommate t' remind me t' eat an' t' go on walks wi' at awful hours in th' mornin'."

She laughed. "You make a heckuvan entrance."

"Sam would be perfectly happy living in that old car and being a nerd with her laptop if it weren't for her job." Cassie checked the potatoes and drained them.

Yes, but Nathan was used to hearing 'ow' when he used his teeth. And ow made him cry.

Mary just gave her a cheesy grin and offered her a couple of jelly beans- green and blue. They were Bernie Bott's beans, but she'd sniffed them to make sure that they tasted of nothing worse than onions and minty antacid.

She laughed. "What's her job? An'...gee, that sounds ideal."

Awww, poor dear! Victor had a decent pain tolerance, when no one broke the skin. And sharp or not, babyteeth probably wouldn't do that. 'Less he was a babytiger in disguise. OH-NO-IT'S-A-TIGER-GET-IN-THE-CAR. :D

She grinned, stuck them in her pocket. "Thanks, man."

"Spook hunter," said Mary, poking a bean in her mouth with her taffy.

Nathan just drooled down her wrist, his eyes half-closed with contentment.

"Groovy, dude."

Tickle-tickle, grin. Drooling was only tolerated by her from babies. Nothing else!

Nathan giggled and curled away from the tickles, accidentally getting Victor with a tooth in the process as he tried to keep his nice teething ring.

"Uh huh. Ever hear of Sam 'n Dean Winchester?" Mary twisted so that her head hung over the edge of the couch.

She tickled him a bit more, grinned. "Awww."

"Yeah, heard of 'em." Noddity. She gestured with her non-babied hand.

"Nathan Winchester." Mary pointed to the baby as he wriggled and gave a gleeful squeal.

"Cut it out, Mary," warned Cassie sternly. "Let her be and quit bragging."

Mary gave her a -_- look.

"Oh, cool." She looked up in hesitant interest, then back to tickling.

:)

Smiley-smile.

"Need napkins," Cassie muttered and headed off down the hall.

Mary gave a rotten chuckle. "You know about this being a place where people from all kinds of different realities can wind up, right?"

And Nathan, tried to blow her finger up.

She winked. "How else'd I end up here? Been t' the Nexus?"

Blow up as in kablooey-'splode?

"Lunatic Cafe, a few times." She shrugged. "Well, I'm Mary Winchester. My dad was Dean, but a different Dean from Nathan's. 'N he's got an Auntie Sam instead of an Uncle one."

Blow up like ballooon. Or like his cheeks, which are really puffed.

"Mm. Nexus is nice. Y' should give it a shot. Ooh, cool."

She giggled, tickled him beneath his chin.

"I'm not allowed to travel on my own till I'm fifteen. Two more years."

Yeah, one of those girls who looks a lot older than she should.

Nathan cut her a grin of total happiness, then tried to pull himself up so that he could kiss her again.

"Nathan, you're a sap." Mary reached over to help with the tickling.

She really was. An eyebrow lifted in surprise. "Fair 'nough. I was seventeen 'fore I even found th' Nexus."

"He's a cutie, is what he is." Tickle-tickle. Giggle.

"'N I'm not in any hurry." A touch of anger came into Mary's eyes even as she grinned and played with her baby brother. "The first time I wound up in a nexus a crazy guy hauled me off 'n wouldn't let me go back to my family. Natie, Natie, eats potatie, why are you so cute? Keep up lookin' at me like that, and I'll give your belly a poot!"

He laughed, showing all his teeth.

"Ah." She shivered a bit, then looked back to the baby. Tickle, pet-pet. "Welcome t' my past week. Gee, he really is cute. I hope if I ever have a kid..." And there's laughter. Okay, that thought? Too funny for words.

"Hey, nobody figured my dad would ever have any, but he has in at least two realities." Mary chuckled and turned over to roll off the couch and come over to Victor and the babies. "Hold him up, I wanna poot his belly."

"When you're done that will you set the table?" asked Cassie, back in the kitchen and putting the finishing touches on supper.

"Heh, yeah. Just...yeah. Don't think I'd have kids." She smiled at Nathan-dear and held him up. Giggle.

Mary pulled up his shirt and blew a huge raspberry on his fat tummy, causing him to squeal with delight. Then she kissed him on the nose and hopped up to do as Cassie asked with energy that was almost exhausting to watch.

"Mo!" Nathan looked at Victor hopefully. "Mo mo!"

She laughed, watched her jump up (that reminded her of how very tired she was) and tickled Nathan's stomach. Hopeful grin? Was that it?

"Mo mo mo!" he insisted.

"Poot him!" called Mary with a laugh.

She laughed sheepishly. She was a Grown Up, she didn't do raspberries. Nope, never ever.

Small raspberry? There we go.

"Even Grandpa makes better poots than that." Mary laughed as she set a pitcher of lemonade on the table.

Nathan, for his part, curled up and giggled, once more giving cute little toothy baby grin.

She laughed, took a shrug. "What c'n I say..."

Awwww, baby! She cradled him carefully.

Bringing a friend to the cantina. ((locked to victormakesart))

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