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"Oh... No I don't think your crazy." He laughed softly. "If be happy to offer you a job.""Oh um I'm not Maeve. I'm her twin Daisy." She said. "You probably think I'm crazy though." She said.
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"Oh... No I don't think your crazy." He laughed softly. "If be happy to offer you a job.""Oh um I'm not Maeve. I'm her twin Daisy." She said. "You probably think I'm crazy though." She said.
"Oh... No I don't think your crazy." He laughed softly. "If be happy to offer you a job.""Oh um I'm not Maeve. I'm her twin Daisy." She said. "You probably think I'm crazy though." She said.
"Here." She said, putting her hand out and grabbed his. She pulled him to his feet. "Ok... This is slightly.... Creepy. Can you please change back? I get enough of seeing myself now, so...." She said, brushing her blonde hair from her face.Z flinched and tried to stand up but failed miserably. He wasn't used to her longer arms and legs. He got up to his knees slowly, then staggered to his feet. swaying unsteadily, he tried to walk away, but staggered and fell again. He could feel her surprise and wanted to get out of there asap but he didn't normally take the shape of people with the longer arms and legs that she had so he had no coordination.
"I don't know. It depends on how well you work each day." He said."Wow thanks! How much do you pay an hour?" She asked.
"I don't know. It depends on how well you work each day." He said."Wow thanks! How much do you pay an hour?" She asked.
"Well, I need a some things delivered...." He said, motioning her to the back room."Well okay." She said. "What can I do?" She asked,hoping he wouldn't ask her to bake. She was horrible at baking.
"Why not?" She asked, her frown disappearing. She felt bad for him. He seemed very nervous."Change back?" Z asked fearfully. His voice sounding exactly like hers but quieter. He knew if he changed too much too soon, it would start to hurt, a lot. He learned that the hard way. "I-I..." He stammered. he didn't think he could explain it to her so said softy, so softly he doubted she heard him, "I d-don't t-think so."
"Well, I need a some things delivered...." He said, motioning her to the back room."Well okay." She said. "What can I do?" She asked,hoping he wouldn't ask her to bake. She was horrible at baking.