Team Crafted Adopted... Me???

Whats that accent?

Ashley's POV

Someone in an actual uniform came in my room , and I started to feel scared. I noted the fact that they carried themselves like royalty. That must mean they're important around here.

"I see you punched one of my workers. I see that she punched you. I also see that you were, and possibly still are, dating Lachlan. That makes me not care." She said in a funny accent

"Geez. Is there no nice people here?" I asked

"Not to you. I run the place. Everyone's nice to me. Now. Why did you punch Martha." She said with her funny accent

That's right! I knew she was important.

I explained the entire situation, and then asked what her name was.

"I'm Olive." She said with her really funny accent "follow me to party room. But first, clean your face."

"Okay."

After cleaning my face, and my overall appearance, I came back out.

"Okay. Now before we go to party room, we must go to dressing room." She said with that accent. God it was familiar

"Okay." Mixy and I said

As it turns out, the dressing room was filled with dresses. I saw two girls fighting over a pink dress with lots of frills and lace. Eeew.

Then, I saw the perfect dress for Mixy. It was a really light blue with small straps. BEAUTIFUL.

I pulled it off the shelf, and handed it to her. She had a dress in her hands, but this one is better.

"Here. This ones perfect for you" I said

"Haha. And this ones perfect for you!" She said twirling a black dress on its hanger.

I put my dress on, and looked into the mirror. It was actually perfect.

It was like Mixy's in the fact that it had spaghetti straps, but they criss crossed on either shoulder, and it looked beautiful.

(idk how to explain the dress that's in my head)

I walked out, and looked at Mixy. She looked stunning as well.

"Perfect. Now into the Party!" Olive said

*2 minutes later*

"Here. Have cookie!" A lady said.

"Thanks." I replied

As soon as I finished the cookie, my head started to spin, and my vision blurred. I decided to take a nap in a chair until it wore off.

Adams POV (betcha didn't see that coming!)

It's been 3 weeks since Ashley and Mixy were snatched. I'm starting to get scared that we lost them. We don't have any more leads.

Then, we get a knock on the door.