Mabel was sitting in her room, looking out of the window, as she sighed out.
Sharmie was over to some of his friends' house today. She didn't mind, of course. Despite their good bond, the boy was still five years younger than her, so she could understand the want to spend time with people of his age. She had her own plans with a couple of girls from her class. (from school Caryn and Filbrick enrolled her for now)
But the weather had it's own plans.
As the autumn has finally stepped over the border of the New Jersey, painting all the leaves of rare trees in orange, red and yellow, Mabel loved picking up on the recess and way back home. But today, it also was a good opportunity to have a rain for whole day straight after school.
So her plans were ruined and she was stuck inside until bedtime.
The girl sighed, as she climbed off the windowsill, leaving her room to look for something interesting to do.
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First person, she found, was Caryn.
The woman was sitting on table, some cards on her hands, as she was mixing them, pulling one out and showing it to Filbrick, who was sitting on the other side of the table. The girl got curious about what her foster parents were doing, so she decided to take a closer look, peeking at the side of table.
Caryn glanced at the girl, who just whispered "Keep going. Pretend I'm not here". The woman smiled lightly, before turning back to her husband and pulling out a card out of the deck.
"Is that your card?"
Filbrick looked up and onto the card. For few seconds, it was quiet, through something in his face changed. Caryn caught on this change and sighed.
"Filbrick, I told you to remember the card, BEFORE you put it back! How will I be able to use it, unless it looks convincingly?"
"What are you doing, Ma?" Mabel asked, looking at the deck, crystal ball, beads and, obviously, fake crystals.
"Well, Mabel..." Caryn smirked lightly. "I'm getting ready to start my psychic business..." She then flashed the cards in front of her face in form of a fan. "But, you see... while I have my charisma since birth... I still need some training to sound convincing for people to actually trust in my words"
Caryn then sighed, turning back to Filbrick. "But your father doesn't seem to be able to give the help for it..."
Mabel looked at her mother with wide eyes, both intriged and awe.
"Do me! Do me! I can help!" The girl jumped up, bouncing on her feet.
"I need to restock the shop either way." Filbrick just raised his hands and stood up. "Have fun, girls"
Mabel instantly jumped onto the chair, watching her mother do her thing. Which, on this one, was reading the girl's hand.
"Ahh, let's see..." Caryn said.
Mabel listened to the woman speak, going over her lines of her hand. Head, heart, life, fate and sun. How it said that she was smart, but would prefer to show it in her own, unique way. How her life and fate would be rough, but will end up in good place in the end. How she would seek romance in those around her, but that would come eventually from unexpected place.
Through, someway through, something came into Mabel's head.
"Ma... I have a question..." She looked up. "I remember Mrs. White said you've been on the fostering list for years... why did you decide to go for fostering? Some kids at my school say it's weird and that people adopt somebody else's children out of petty. So why did you?"
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Our Mother : Mabel Pines
Fanfiction(Heavily inspired by Mamá Mira/Papá Bruno reverse) She appeared out of blue. She didn't remember, where she came form. She didn't remember who she was, other than her name. All, she knew that she wanted to find her brother and go back home. But it l...
