It wasn't uncommon for Mimi to start the waterworks at any given moment. However, the living room was the last place she'd go. So, when Candi saw her running into the living room, tears flooding down her face, breathing heavier than a ton of bricks, naturally she would be concerned. "Mimi? Mimi, what's wrong !?" She asked jumping up from her seat and running over to her blonde companion. Mimi just held Candi in a tight hug. Candi sympathetically hugged back rubbing Mimi's back in comfort. "What happened?" She asked calmly and soothingly.
"M...my jacket..." Mimi replied under heavy sobs, "T...there's a rip in it..."
"And...?" Bud replied, fiddling with his watch. Mimi broke out of Candi's hug, rubbing her eyes, she faced Bud angrily.
"Don't you get it? Dude's gonna kill me!" Mimi shouted before crying again. Pip walked over to help Candi comfort Mimi.
"I'm sure Dude won't kill you. If anything he'll ask what happened and end it there ."
"Maybe."
"No, not maybe, definitely!" At that moment, dude walked downstairs to question what happened, considering the fact he heard the majority of the chaos from his room. This sent Mimi into full panic mode. Candi and Pip both rushed to comfort her immediately.
"What's going on? Why's Mimi crying? Have I missed something?" Dude asked. Candi looked at him, her face painted with concern.
"In short, yes, You have missed tons. In long? Mimi's jacket ripped, not sure how much I was never given that detail, she thinks you're going to send,like, the Italian Mafia on her because of it, so now she going through her 10th panic attack this month." Dude looked over at Mimi, who was hiding her face in her hands, trying to regulate her breathing .
"Candi, it's the 7th of march..."
"Oh I know!"
"Great." Dude slowly walked over to Mimi, prepared for whatever was to come out of her mouth. He crouched down and placed a hand on Mimi's shoulder. "Hey,Mimi?"
"What?"
"I heard about your jacket, but I need more details. In your point of view, what happened?"
Mimi sighed.
"Basically, Misty took my jacket and we argued about who's it was for a good while and then she called me that stupid nickname again! So I ran off to my room and that's when I noticed the rip in my jacket... and that's it..." Dude nodded slowly.
"And where was that rip?"
"In the sleeve... it was only small..."
"Okay... well that's fine, I promise I won't send the Italian mafia on you!" Mimi laughed a little as she hugged dude.
"Well that's all good then!"
"Couldn't agree more. Now, we need to talk to Misty..."
Dude knocked on Misty's bedroom door cautiously, expecting some angry beast to open the door. However, all he got was a:
"Come in?" Dude sighed with relief as he entered the room. After dodging hoodies and shoes and a first aid kit (which was very random), he sat on the edge of Misty's bed.
"What do you want then??" Misty asked, getting more aggravated.
"Well, Mimi told me about the jacket situation. She told me there was a rip in it, do you know anything about it?"
Misty sighed, she knew full well that it was her, obviously it was an accident, she wouldn't rip hers , would she?
"Maybe? Don't tell Mimi though!"
"So it was you then?"
"...yeah"
"Why would you do that?"
"It wasn't on purpose was it? I went to grab it, it got caught on the hook, I tugged on it too hard and accidentally ripped a hole into it, but I was too scared to tell Mimi because I thought she'd get all angry at me!"
Dude chuckled under his breath a little.
"Don't worry Misty, she was hardly even upset with you, she was more concerned about how I'd react."
"Really?"
"Yeah! I still think you should apologise though, just in case."
"Of course! Apology is my middle name."
Misty walked into the living room, Mimi was on the sofa resting her head on Pip's shoulder, with Candi comforting her on the other side.
"Mimi..." Misty said cautiously.
"Mhm?" Mimi replied. Misty was very relieved that Mimi wasn't mad, now she had to apologise.
"I'm sorry..."
"What do you mean?"
"I... ripped your jacket..."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"I was worried that you would be mad at me..."
"Of course, you ruined my property. It happens, it'll blow over after a day."
"So, do you forgive me?"
"Eh, I guess..."
"Are...are you okay?"
"Yeah. Just a bit dizzy happens every time."
"Oh... Uhm... do you mind if I... leave?"
"It's whatever at this point."
"Oh... thanks..." Misty slowly left the room and returned to her bedroom.
Pip wrapped her arm around Mimi's shoulders.
"Y'know, it was very brave of you to forgive her, after all she pretty much gave you a panic attack..."
"Yeah I know... you forgive but never forget. Whenever she's a massive you know what I'll just bring this up. It's a really good tactic to win an argument." Pip chuckled slightly.
"If you say so... can we watch something else now? Dance moms is so boring!"
"Yeah, okay, how about horrible histories?"
"Sounds good to me."
