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[i_neverplay]

Who: Mindy Macready & John Eastwood Dean Winchester
Where: Mindy's room.
When: Today!
What: Dean comes off his loss. Mindy loses the best Ken Doll she ever had

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[obiwanning]

So. Safe to say this was a loss.

When Dean woke up -- inside a goddamn barbie doll, how did he manage to get himself into spots like this? -- that was his first thought. After that came just how friggin' long's it been here? Three years. It had been just around three years since he'd seen the castle, and it was a damn good bet that was exactly where he was. For a couple minutes he tried to move his little plastic limbs, but that wasn't happening. Neither was calling out to the little girl that was hauling away working on something across the room.

He'd pretty much settled on hanging out on the couch with Beach Bunny Barbie over there when, suddenly and surprisingly, he began to grow. As he did, he started gaining some appreciation for Alice in Wonderland, 'cause hell if that wasn't exactly what it felt like to suddenly be man-sized again and crush the little barbie couch he'd been sitting on as he busted out of it. Luckily, Beach Bunny Barbie still made it out with all her limbs in tact.

He picked her up, turning her over in his hand (which was now approximately the size he'd been for the past month and a half), and glanced in the girl's direction again.

"Surprise?" He said off-hand, not sure how else he was supposed to approach 'so, I was your doll, and now I'm human again.'

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She stared. Flat-out stared at him as he grew from her toy into an actual human being. It was freaky but also really, really cool.

"That... was awesome. I mean, I've seen some fucked up things, but that's pretty much gonna be hard to beat."

[obiwanning]

"Yeah, yeah. Always happy to entertain, be here all week." He scratched his head, trying to get himself oriented again. There was a rush of nausea that he had to fight back, from vertigo of so suddenly being so much bigger. He looked generally rough around the edges, eyes trying to focus. "Any chance you could tell me -- This isn't. That paradise castle crap?"

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Mindy watched him, standing up to go stand nearer to him. If he needed something she was more than willing to help him out.

"Oh... shit. I can't tell you that, because this is the castle crap. I mean, it's Paradisa and you've been my Ken Doll for a long time. I didn't know you were a person though. I mean, not until I figured it out. Then Kaylee told me who you were and Max explained more about what you did."

The whole coming equipped with an armory was sort of curious.

[obiwanning]

"What I did -- " He looked confused for a moment, then bordered on belligerent and disbelieving. "Max told you?" What the hell? What part of secret friggin' identity didn't that chick understand? Her busting through the whole issue was one thing, her blabbing it to every kid in the castle. He huffed, scrubbing a hand over his face.

Max. Sam. Jo. Vampires. Ghosts. The memories were coming flooding back and finally he nodded.

"First time the castle gets screwy and it turns me into a freaking Ken doll." He glanced back at the doll set she'd hooked him up with, then patted his coat and the back of his pants to check briefly for his weapons. "You didn't loose any parts, did you?"

[i_neverplay]

Well, maybe Max didn't tell her all of that stuff, but Mindy was pretty smart and she knew Sam. Sam Winchester.

"Oh, no, I didn't lose any parts. In fact, I kinda got you more stuff. I'm really good with weapons." She glanced to the small box where she'd put all the plastic pieces, but now there was a giant trunk.

"Uh... so, I think all your stuff got big too." She pointed to the trunk and moved toward it. Her small hand pops the latch on it and she grins at the haul. "Man, if I knew that would've worked I would've given you a lot more."

[obiwanning]

Now, that piqued his interest. Good with weapons? Who the hell was this kid? He followed her to the trunk and peered inside, reaching in to pick up a shotgun, popping it open and checking the barrels, lips pursed in analytical thought.

"Guess it did. How'd you get your hands on all this stuff? I'm guessing you didn't grab the Barbie SkyMall and order in." He looked down at her, lowering the weapon. He nudged the trunk lid shut to keep her from rifling in the weapons, 'cause if anybody knew that kids didn't have any place messing with them, it was the kid who'd built his own sawed off when he was 9.

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"Most my stuff I wish for the parts and put it together. It's pretty simple, but this was .. I mean, it was all tiny plastic toys. I was just trying to get you better guns when I made you fight the drug dealers."

She sits on the trunk and glanced up at him, "Sorry. I kinda... played with you a lot. You were way better than the other Ken Dolls. I mean, Ken usually looks like he's better at handling a cooking show."

[obiwanning]

All right, he was sure there was supposed to be a compliment buried down deep in there, but making a great Ken doll wasn't real high on Dean's aspirations list. So, he just stared for a minute, disturbed with his own life, and shook it off in a quasi-shudder.

"Right. Good to know I've one-upped Barbie's boyfriend." He scrubs a hand over his face and takes a seat on the weapons trunk. "How long have you been, uh, playing with me for exactly?"

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"Since before Thanksgiving. It's the end of December now. The..." Mindy pauses, glancing to her wall where the calendar is. "The twenty-ninth. It's been a long time, but I took care of you."