Mirabel paced around her room.
"It's never gonna work, its never gonna work," She repeated.
"Squeak squeak"
"Shut up rats no one asked!" She yelled. All of a sudden she glanced at the mirror. "Oh my god I really just talked to the rats," Mirabel gawked. "I need to get out of this prison."
Chirrrp chirrrp the crickets went.
The casita was asleep, unlike Mirabel. She was anxiously sitting on the end of her bed reviewing her notepad. It was time to put her plan in place.
Mirabel peered out of the "door". Quiet. As she expected.
She slid down the hall and into the kitchen. Cautiously, she opened the utensil drawer and pulled out a big butcher's knife.
"Ow!" She cried after accidentally poking her fingertip. Her eyes darted back and forth to be sure no one else heard.
She had no time to spare. Mirabel quickly ran up the stairs.
When she turned the corner, she was surprised by-
"Mirabel?" Dolores questioned.
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Mirabel's Revenge
ActionMirabel has become tired of Abuela's michievery. She fights back abuela and gains some friends and enemies along the way. Inspired by Disney's Encanto
