Mystery Norton. Such a beautiful short person who has to adjust the car seat all the way up just to drive.
As chaos followed Mystery, she ran into her small car. A small car for a small person. She slammed the door shut and leaned back in her seat.
"What time I am afraid, I will trust in thee," she kept repeating to herself, catching her breath. You could hear the wasps banging on the window, making a loud, horrifying sound.
"Oh..."
"Hi..."
"WHAT!?"
Mystery turned around to see her Spanish friend, Brandon Calvo. He laughed.
"Bees chasing you?"
"Wasps, genius!"
"Sorry, genius! Didn't know Albert Eistein was alive! Or female!" he replied sarcastically.
"Dude! When did you even come in here?" she asked, starting the car.
"I've been here since two o'clock in the morning 'cause I'm a 'hobo'," he replied, climbing to the front seat.
He failed.
"You what!?", she practically yelled. He was in the back on the floor, stuck between the back seat and the front.
"Help! Help! The hobo is stuck!" he said.
"Your fault."
"You're a jerk, Einstein woman," he managed to choke out from his squished throat.
"Eh! I can't breathe!" he laughed. Mystery looked back. His knee was against his throat. He was a red-faced giant, stuck on the floor of a really small car. She laughed lightly and started driving anyways.
"Mystery!"
"Shut up!"
"Mystery! I can't breathe!"
"Shut up!"
"Eh!"
"Bleh!"
They got to her house and she stopped the car and turned it off. She glanced back to see Brandon struggling.
"Brandon, what are you doing?"
"Egh, help..."
"I'll pray for you," she said while getting out.
"Mystery! You can't be serious!"
She was already inside her house.
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Sunshine on a Cloudy Day
HumorMystery Norton is best friends with Brandon Clavo. They have been best friends since they were born. Brandon moves into Mystery's basement. They have many adventures together as they keep each other's back from falling, they are pretty incredibl...
