hey! im back wit another all new story! it is another work (work! Angelica) in progress(o)!
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"MASON!" A voice yelled, with stomping feet accompanying it. A girl about Mason"s age stomped in. She looked exactly like him, the same brown hair and black eyes. Well, she usually had brown hair, but it was a bright teal today, and her eyes were orange. Mason was used to Mabel dying her hair everyday, but he looked up from his laptop and had to stop himself from laughing at her eyes. She was so mad that she grabbed his laptop and ran down the stairs. She walked right into her great uncle, grunkle, Stan. He asked her what was wrong and called Ford to help her. She was mad because she had to get ready for her job as a bartender. She happened to be helping out her friend, and Mason's girlfriend, Pacifica, at her party tonight. Mabel raced back to the bathroom and put on a nice cyan over-the-knee dress and boots. She put her hair in a long ponytail with a butterfly barrette accenting it.