Home sweet home

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Charlie got to her door the hairs on her neck stood up as she thought about what could have been in her coffee. She swatted away the thought and quickly opened her door she was greeted with a tackle. It was her little sister she gave her a toothy grin. Her sister had brown hair in pigtails and cinnamon eyes with a lighter toffee colored skin. Charlie used to have brown hair but she looked too much like her sister so she dyed it teal. She snapped out of her thoughts and lifted her sister up in the air. Giggles erupted from them both. Then she closed the door behind them.  She set her sister down with her one functional arm. She trotted to her room grabbing her prosthetic arm. She then prepared Mac n cheese for her sister.  She watched tv until her mother got back. Once she did she got out the door waving bye she headed to the milkshake bar on her bike. Pedaling at full speed she was almost late. Once she got to the milkshake bar she realized she was early by 30 minutes the clock had been broken. She figured it was okay and headed around back. She was expecting a cute kitchen but what she saw...

Was exactly that!
Until she look inside the freezer.

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