Mary Winchester | 29 | [Video]

[was_a_hunter]

[Hey, Badfic, there's a kitty face on screen. Said kitty is nuzzling and licking at the camera.]

Chloe, what are you doing~?

[There's a rustling before the kitten is picked up, Mary's smiling face appearing a moment after.]

I guess someone's feeling better.

Does anyone want anything to eat? I was going to make something for Chloe and myself, so if anyone wants something, feel free to come to the kitchen.

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[notkinkypatch]

Papa dragon types gotta be. Especially with an apparent goddamn firecracker of a daughter. Probably had to double bolt your bedroom window an all that good shit.

Mmm, well, when you're still a sidekick an you think up badass plans like that you never do till you're stuck in a dumpster waitin' for backup.

[His gaze flickers to her uncomfortably, his eye softening.] Ah...sorry bout your loss.

[was_a_hunter]

Thankfully, he didn't think that far ahead. I snuck out my bedroom window more nights than I can count just so we could go do something.

Or tied to a chair with a knife in your face...but yeah. Either way. [Wasn't her best night, but daddy looked like a damn knight in shining armor when he busted in. A pissed one, but still.]

It was a long time ago, but thank you.

[notkinkypatch]

Uwaaaah, mama bear~ How fuckin' scandalous~ I'm learnin' all sorts of juicy stuff about you, now. Better put this in my lil black book.

Mmmhm, I feel ya. Learned a lesson the shitty way. [Lucky her. Dave forgot him in the dumpster and went home for about three hours before he remembered his precious baby brother.] Ain't that a bitch.

[He makes an acknowledging grunt and nods. He wants to say, funny thing about time, the clock's outta batteries, the hands, stuck, but that's too close to his own broken clock. So all he can do is pat her on the shoulder.]

[was_a_hunter]

Scandalous? Honey, we didn't do anything even close to that until he found out he was going to war. We weren't sure if we'd ever see each other again, so... [She had to make that night special, give him something to come home for.]

I learned most that way. Most of my scars you can't really see now, but they're there if you look close enough. [Standing, she lifted her her shirt, but kept the important bits covered. There was a small patch of slightly discolored skin on her side.] I think my scratch is one of the most notable. I got lucky, and closer to it and I'd have been dead before mom could call 911.

[notkinkypatch]

Yeah? Jesus fuckin' christ's nips, that's one hell of a send off. [Is really all he can say, scuffing his shoe against the ground, eye downcast. Jesus. That was some heavy weight, sweet weight, even. That's special as fuck. Insert foot in mouth, Nails.] That's real uh, real cute.

[And then, as if she hadn't floored him enough, suddenly her top is yanked modestly up, exposing creamy skin eyes far as the eye can see, and a scar that had seen quite the battle. His eye widens, anger briefly tops off the glass of Nails, anger rightly in the past, and he sucks in a hiss through his teeth] Fuuuuck...'m glad you were quick on the draw, then. Lesson learned fast enough for them claws to sink in.

[He bites his lip, fingers closing around the strings of his eyepatch, thoughtfully, nervously] I guess since I've seen yours it'd only be fuckin' fair to show ya mine, eh?

[was_a_hunter]

I couldn't think of anything better. I just wanted him to remember something to keep him alive, give him a reason to come home to me. [She already knew they'd be getting married. He loved her and didn't act like he just wanted in her pants...he was so sweet.]

It was pure luck...I was stupid and got too close. Dad gave it a headshot and dropped it before it could go for a second try. Mom kept pressure on it until dad could cauterize it. [She shivered a little at the memory.] Hospitals weren't really our things. Not unless there were no other options.

[She let her shirt drop as he fingered the patch. She couldn't deny she was curious, but...] Only if you're comfortable with it.