I made another one.
I know there's something wrong with me. This one's a friendship fic! :D
She fidgeted at the door, red purse in hand.
"Hello?"
A cheery head poked out. "Oh, hi!" The girl said. "Can I help you?"
"Oh! Um, yes." Minnie brushed her hair out of her face. "You fix cars?"
"Yes! Why? Do you need help fixing one? I mean, I know a lot of you guys like to add extra plasma guns and stuff, so I won't mess with that... I mean, I don't ask about it or anything, if that's what you're worried about— Cendi of all people comes in a lot, you can't really—"
"Cendi?" Minnie squeaked. "Do you... know her well? Like enough for her to tell secrets to you?"
"Oh, yes," the girl said. "She was my wife. I'm not sure if we're still married though..." She tilted her head in thought.
"But anyway! Let's get down to business (to defeat the Huns)! I'm Willa, but you can call me Will or Rebel, or whatever. I fix cars, don't ask questions and charge a whole lot less than I probably should! Now, are you here for my expertise, or are you in the wrong shop?"
"Well... Rebel. I'm Minnie. Not like Minaret, though," She said hurriedly.
Rebel nodded her head in an 'Of course not!' gesture.
"Any resemblance you see is merely a coincidence, okay? But yeah. I need help with a car."
And it was the beginning of a lovely friendship.
And, if you're confused. Well.