Chilly Boulder, Sunday Evening

[neverfaithful]

Faith had found some loose change under her couch! Four whole dollars!

So she did the 'sponsible thing and went to the ice cream shop and got the biggest, gooey-est sundae she could for four dollars. It had whipped cream and nuts and sprinkles and everything.

(So, so open.)

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[lilpunkinbelly]

Dawn knew there had been talk of s'mores, but she figured ice cream wouldn't be turned down by any of the Winchesters. She'd seen Dean and Sam eat, if nothing else.

She waited patiently in line behind the little girl as she mentally debated flavors, unable to shake the feeling that she knew her from somewhere.

[neverfaithful]

Faith was craning her neck to see whether chopped nuts were extra -- because she only had four dollars, and the person in front of her in line was really tall and right in her way. Stupid tall grown-ups!

Which was how she stumbled backwards and right onto the feet of the girl behind her.

"Sorry!" she said, jumping around. "I can't see the freakin' -- " Blink. "Dawn!!"

Dawn was about to get leg-glomped.

[lilpunkinbelly]

"Ow!" Dawn braced her hands up to catch the little girl. "What?"

She didn't know who the little girl was, yet, but the answer was instinctive.

[neverfaithful]

"Hi, Dawn!" Faith bounced, squeezing Dawn's legs and then letting go again. "I'm gettin' a sundae! A big one! An' I'm gonna share with Renee 'cause she's my best friend and I don't care that it's gonna spoil dinner or nothin'. See, I got four dollars and fifteen cents!"

She held out the change rather proudly, considering some of it was sticky and some had been under Faith's couch longer than anybody wanted to know about.

[not_an_answer]

Renee didn't have money, but she could look.

They had Dulce de Leche ice cream. "Faith! Look! Look!"

[neverfaithful]

"Which one?" Faith craned her neck. "Hey! We can go halvesies on something. That way we can get somethin' huge."

Or she'd lend her BFF a dollar or two from her four. Because having ice cream when your bestest friend didn't wasn't all that fun.

[not_an_answer]

Renee shook her head quickly. "I don' have any money. I just wanna look."

They didn't need silly things like that, her mama always said.

[neverfaithful]

"We can go halvesies with my half," Faith explained, pretending that made sense. She held out the change, some of which was still sticky. "It was under the couch. Couch-money's fair game an' it's s'posed to be used for good stuff like ice cream. We can get somethin' we both like."

[notafairy]

Jean-Paul had found some money in a wallet in that room where he woke up. It was funny American money, but it was still money, and he figured whoever's wallet it was wouldn't miss it.

So here he was. Ordering a sundae. Involving chocolate and coffee ice cream with chocolate chips, chocolate sauce, and chocolate sprinkles. And whipped cream and a cherry on top. Or, as he liked to think of it, 'dinner.'

[neverfaithful]

"How's comes you're getting coffee?" Faith asked, wrinkling her nose. "Mom says coffee stuns your growth."

Clearly, everyone else's life decisions were Faith's business.

[notafairy]

"//Because it tastes good, you silly American girl,//" Jean-Paul said. In French.

Astonishingly, even age five he still managed to sound snooty.

[neverfaithful]

"You talk funny," Faith declared. "You're gonn' be short, too."

[crazypilotman]

After parting ways with Igor, Murdock kept heading down the street when he spotted...

ICE CREAM!!!

He eagerly hobbled in, the dog trailing after.

[neverfaithful]

"You can't bring your dog in here," Faith huffed.

She had no idea if you could or not. But it was a dog and it probably smelled funny.

[crazypilotman]

"Is there a sign?" he huffed back, not having any idea if there was a sign or not. "An' anyways, he's not my dog. I founds him!" A beat. "Is he yours?" It was asked quietly, as if he were hoping the answer would be no.

[neverfaithful]

"I don't got a dog," Faith said. "Does he have a collar? If he don't have a collar, maybe he's a stray."

[montecito_east]

Daddy usually didn't let her have ice cream, but Daddy didn't seem to be around all weekend. So Mary went down to Chilly Boulder by herself, cautiously looking around to make sure there were no other adults like Danny McCoy's father who would tell on her to Daddy.

[neverfaithful]

"Hi," Faith said. "I'm gettin' a sundae."

Just in case the other girl was curious, or whatever.

Faith never bothered with that whole "don't talk to strangers" deal. And besides, other kids weren't strangers. That was just grown-ups who were weird-looking men.

[montecito_east]

Mary wasn't afraid of strangers. She had more fear of her father than anyone else.

"What kind of sundae?" she asked the other girl.

[neverfaithful]

"Me an' Renee are gonna get one together," she decided. "I think we're getting a banana splits."