See? This is the Mary Marvel I know and love. Cute and fun and sweet and nice... but she was never really as dull as people made her out to be, because she wouldn't hesitate to beat the shit out of her enemies.
I'm still miffed with Super Bondage Leather Princess Mary Marvel, because the Marvel family was, in my opinion, one of the last bastions of just good, old-fashioned fun in the increasingly dark and mopey shit that's taken over comics recently. Because they were kids. Regular old American kids. They weren't rejects from bloody Degrassi Street, and that was why I liked them so much.