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Manny walked home after breakfast. Frankie was sparking with excitement. She spent the whole day looking for an outfit it wear. All she had was dark plaid dresses, a bright pink jacket with quarter sleeves, black and white heels that she always wore and a pair of blue heels. Frankie frowned she didn't want to wear the same thing she always wore. Tonight was special it was her first date. She walked out of her room and into the library that was cross the hall. Her mom was in there reading one of her romance novels. If she needed her mom she was either in the kitchen or the library.
"Hi mom." Frankie said in a sad tone.
"Hi honey, what's the matter?" she said not looking up from her book.
"I need new clothes. I have nothing to wear tonight. I want to look special for tonight and all I have is my normal plaid dress." Frankie complained sitting on the foot stool in front of her mom. Mrs. Frankenstein looked up at her daughter whose head was down in despair. Closing her book and setting it on the end table beside her. Getting up leaving the room all she said was "Okay". Frankie was confused as she followed her mother.
Frankie followed her up a set of stairs that lead to the top of one of the towers of the castle. She had never been up here before. They climbed the stair which seemed to take forever. Finally at the top of the steps they reached a small wooden door. Her mother pushed open the door turning she motioned for Frankie to walk through the door. Frankie walked in and was in complete awe. The round room had shelf's upon shelf's of fabric of all colors and all patterns imaginable, a large cutting table and two sewing machines, one old and the other new.
"Mom? What is..? Where…? I didn't know this was here." Frankie was just dumbfounded by what was in front of her.
"Your father has his reanimation and science. I cook, clean, read, and I make clothes." She said walking over to the table and pulled out a sketch pad and a pencil and started making swift lines across the page. Frankie didn't even make it to where her mother was when she starting pulling out fabrics off shelf's and cutting them out and pinning pieces together.
"Mom slow down you'll hurt yourself." Frankie said grabbing her mother's arm. She turned to face her daughter and laughed. "I'm sorry sweetie. I'm just excited that it's your first date and I have a great dress that I can make you. But I want to surprise you go wait over till I'm done."
Frankie just looked at her mother. She was shocked she had never seen her like this. She obeyed her and took a seat in a big comfy chair facing the walk. Frankie pulled out her Icoffin and just played games.
Almost an hour had passed when Frankie's mother had finished her dress. She fell asleep in that time. Her mother placed a hand on her shoulder gently waking up her. "Frankie? Honey I'm done." Looking at her mother she rubbed her eyes and got up following her mother over to a manikin on the other side of the room. Frankie stopped in her track. She stared at the dress in front of her. Reaching out touching the electric blue and white zebra striped dress. It was soft and looking closer she seen sparkles that wasn't very noticeable. Coving her mouth, she turned to her mother with tears in her eyes.
"You don't like it…" her mom said in a very disappointed tone looking down at the floor. Suddenly she was in her daughters embrace. Looking down at her daughter who was crying she was confused.
"Frankie?"
"I love it mommy. Thank you so much, I love it." Frankie said through her tears hugging her tighter. She hugged back hearing popping she looked at her daughter's neck. Three of her stitches were popped.
"Frankie I just popped your stitches!"
"Its OK mom one was already popped. I just forgot to go have dad fix it." Frankie laughed
"Alright go down there now and get it done I will bring your dress to your room so you can try it on I may have to alter it a little." Frankie nodded and started walking down the stairs. She walked all the way to the basement. Where her dads laboratory was. Pushing open the ginormous wooden door she seen her father sitting at a large desk at the back of the room. The room was fairly larger with giant machines with lots of switches, buttons, and dials. A larger metal table in the middle of the room. Walking slowly toward her father. She noticed he had his head in his hand. He was crying.
"Daddy? Are you okay?" she said making him jump. He turned so he could wipe away his tears. "Frankie what are you doing done here?"
"I need my stitches fixed. The ones on my neck popped. Are you crying?"
"No honey, I'm okay…"
"Daddy I may be twenty days old but I'm not stupid. I it because of tonight?" Frankenstein just stood up and hugged his daughter tight. "I'm just not ready to let my little girl go."
"Daddy it's a date we're not getting married," Frankie laughed "I'll be home tonight." Frankenstein pulled his daughter away looking over her face. He was sad that her face was still bruised and swollen. His bride was right she was a teenager this is going to happen. Boys are going to come and go. As well as friends. Boys is what he was most concerned about. "Daddy?" shaking himself out of his deep thoughts he smiled at his little girl. "I'm sorry, I was thinking, let's fix your stitches." Guiding her over to a chair across the room. She loved how her father was pretty much a doctor. Her could do anything stitches, transplants, and well bring you back to life.
She sat in the seat and pulled her up into a pony tail so it would be easier for him to work. He pulled another chair beside her with a trey of supplies. Looking at his daughter he smiled big. "You should wear your hair up more. You look pretty with it up." She looked up at him and smiled.
After her father finished her stitches she returned to her room. Her mom handed her the dress and left the room, Frankie put it on. She liked the feeling of the soft fabric. The only problem it hung on her. "Umm… Mom?" Frankie called. Walking in her mother looked at her daughter who looked like she was wearing a potato sack. They both laughed as her mom starting taking in the dress with pins.
After 10 minutes her mother finally finished pinning the dress. Frankie took off the dress carefully trying not to get poked by the pins. Leaving the room her mother took the dress to sew.
Frankie sat at her vanity looking over all of her make-up. She picked two shades of blue eye shadow, bright pink lipstick and a pale blush. After applying all of her make-up she moved on to her hair. She liked her hair the length and the colors. At some angles her white streaks look like lighting blots. Pulling out the hair clip in her hair her bangs covered her swollen eye. She liked it, it made her look normal again except the scar on her face with two stitches. Frankie fixed her hair into a slight curl. She waited for her dress to be finished.
Texting Manny to see what time her was coming to get her. The doorbell rang, the sound made Frankie's heart drop. 'Please don't let that be him.' Then her fear was realized he father called to her. "Manny is here." 'OH NO! Where is mom with my dress?' See started to freak out till she heard her mother's voice coming from outside the door. "She'll be down in a minute she almost ready." Walking in the door she seen her daughter all dolled.
"I love to Frankie it works so well with the dress." Handing the finished dress to Frankie. She turned and walked back out.
"I thought it would." Frankie said closing the door. Her mom's alterations were perfect. It was tight but not too tight. It showed off her curves in the right way. The dress was perfect length, it fell about three inches about her knee. She walked to her closet pulling out her pink jacket, and blue heels and putting them on. Looking herself in the mirror one more time. It was time, she took a deep breath grabbed her purse and Icoffin and walked out of her room.