Sir Dippingsauce and Lady Mabelton
"Mabel, where are those boxes?!" Grunkle Stan said, calling out to her from downstairs.
"Coming Grunkle Stan!" Mabel replied, carrying a couple of boxes in her arms.
As she made her way down the hallway, trying not to drop the boxes she passed a large mirror that hung on the wall. The young brunette stopped 'That's weird I don't remember that mirror being there.' she thought. Turning her gaze towards the mirror she let out a gasp at what she saw. It was her own reflection except there was something different about it. She then set down the boxes and went over to get a closer look.
As she stood in front of the mirror, gazing at her reflection she noticed how different her reflection looked. The girl in mirror was dressed in tank top, worn-out jeans, combat boots and a sweater tied around her waist. She was carrying a backpack with something sticking out that looked like a baseball bat. Mabel was completely baffled by what she was seeing they shared the same face, but her reflection looked more like a gritty version of herself.
"Mabel, what’s taking so long with those boxes?!" Grunkle Stan shouted, sounding rather impatient.
"Sorry I uh got distracted be right there!" she replied, picking up the boxes.
Turning her head once more she took a final glimpse at the mirror before heading downstairs.
I scream for icecream!! #sorrynotsorry hahaha
tag your porn woman, lol
happy // pharrell williams
clap along if you know what happiness is to you
clap along if you feel like that’s what you wanna do
never going to get over that pharrell basically managed to make “if you’re happy and you know it clap your hands” into a cool song