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My TutyfruitieS...Whoa... hiii...
*waves awkwardly*
Long time naa.. sorry...
Seriously sorry...Enjoy!
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This is how the car plan worked.. Alex & falak sat at the back seat while Ed & Afzal sat at middle seat and Mr.Khan at passenger seat and Amna of course was driving!
What she can drive..
yeah yeah she can drive..
Time for another flashback huh? Hmm maybe another time."Peeps there's a long way to the mall so why not play confession game?" Alex chirped.
"I'm in"
"Me too"
"Me thrice"
"Ok got it everyone's in"
"Starting with me.. Hmm.. I used to dress up Dennis and Herman with Barbie dresses as for my tea party when I was 10 and man it was fun " alex beamed up clapping hands remembering the moment.
"I used to drink milk from toddlers milk bottle till I was 10" falak said shyly.
"Aww such a baby" Ed said.
"Once I accidentally ate a sand muffin which look like a chocolate muffin it even had chocolate icing" Ed blurted
"Where did you get that dude" afzal asked.
"It was in my cycle's basket"
Everyone laughed.
"Your turn Amna"
"I'm driving"
"Are you driving with your mouth? Nah so spit it out"
"Ok.. I Made that muffin"
"Which muff... Holy shiz you what? Were you mad mini? you don't know but that gave me a bad throat for long.. Youuu.. Why did you do that " Ed was red with anger.
"Well if you remember the previous day when you came with Annie you stole my chocolate cake and no one messes with me in case of food specially if it have chocolate stuff"
"Still mini.."
"Guys pipe it down" afzal handled the situation.
Ed huffed folding his arms over his chest and leaned back."Well hmm.. What was your name rahim confess" alex asked hesitating a bit
"First of all its Ibrahim and second I don't have anything to confess"
"Hey man everyone have secrets tell us we won't laugh" afzal said
"I said I don't have anything to confess"
"Let it be afzal his ego won't let him confess so jus... Freak"
Amna hit's the brakes hard..
Well her tongue betrayed her and she just snapped at Mr.khan..Fishfish...
Before anyone or say Ibrahim could say anything..
"Let's go we're here" she immediately flung out of the car.
Either Mr. Khan is not sitting at passenger seat or she isn't driving on way back home.
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As they were going to play billards... Suddenly something caught amna's attention..
"Alex alex... I got an idea" she said wiggling her eyebrows and alex got it. That's the best friend thing, you don't need words; just eyes or even action do the good.
"Frnds time for some prank" alex raised her hand.
"Amna and I need partners... So I choose afzal.. Amna you take Ibrahim"
"Why can't I have Ed"
"C'mon you know he sucks at acting"
"Fine.. Mr.Khan.. Let's do it all you have to do is follow "
Both girls grinned like idiots.
Alex and afzal went to the he right and Amna and Ibrahim went left to the babysitting center...
"Ready Mr.Khan... Look at me"
Ibrahim was looking like a lost baby who don't where he is and what was he doing..
"There she comes....Action..." She gestured a thumbs up.
A lady carrying a small baby was going by their way when amna suddenly gripped her arm
"Oh so they sell them here... Oh my god see honey I told you they sell babies here... You know mam, my in-laws are pressurising us to have a baby but we're only a year married... Now I can buy a baby.. Wow.. Honey you'd like a boy or a girl" Amna asked innocently to him and both the lady and Ibrahim were shocked suddenly alex and afzal popped from behind the lady and started talking, wiping a fake tear
"No sweetie, they're out of stock. We also went but they said you have to pay advance and all btw how much time have been to your wedding and you know...."
Both girls started talking and moved away with their respective fake husband's.. Leaving the poor lady bewildered...
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