[Well, that was much faster than he expected. Which isn't necessarily good, because he only notices Mabel has arrived when he hears the crash and runs outside. He can't break her fall, but he still has to do something!]
[Despite being covered in mud, it didn't seem to faze her too much. Instead, she just brushed it off before she saw Marco. With a huge smile, she walked over to him!]
Oh yeah, I'm fine! I might have a couple of bruises here and there but it's nothing I can't handle!
[That being said, she managed to get a certain something out of her bag.]
But anyway, I kind of promised you a little something! What do you think? I'd say it is one of the best creations I have ever made!
[HE WAS STILL GOING TO WORRY, UNFORTUNATELY. But she probably wouldn't be able to get up if she were seriously hurt... so that was somewhat reassuring.]
Right, right. Let me see...
[So he took the outfit.
And he looked at it.
It was... impressive, yes. Genuinely. He couldn't claim otherwise, especially considering it was the work of a 12-year-old. Would Fiddleford like it? Most likely. Hell, Fiddleford could make it look good.
Would Marco wear it? Not in public.]
You did... a wonderful job! [But he smiled regardless, half-disappointed that no part of this was as shiny as the shirt he'd seen in Felfri and half-mortified that he'd been so taken with that in the first place. It was the Mer Brain. It had to be. He knew this.] Did you make this all by yourself?
Of course, what else would you expect from the great Mabel Pines?
[She said with a giggle. That being said, she did get another item from her bag too]
Oh, I also made this for you too! I figured you and McGucket could share a matching sweater whenever I finish his! [Should Marco look, he'll find one green sweater that was covered in glitter!]
I was feeling generous this holiday season so I wanted to give this too you too!
It's not a problem! I started a sweater making business soooo....
[She said before trailing off a little]
I thought you could use one! That and it's almost Christmas so it's time for Santa Mabel to bring on the holiday cheer! [All the while patting her belly and giving a small 'ho ho ho']
Weeeellll....maybe I wanted Waddles back but other than that? Nope, not at all!
[She said with a nod!]
I mean, I already got my Grunkle, my brother, and some friends here! So there really isn't much I can ask for without the fog god sending me back home sooo....
[With that, she trailed off before handing him the sweater] But anyway, c'mon, let's try this on! I want to see what you look like as you get covered in glitter!
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<sweaterqueen>
I got wings now so I might as well use them and fly like a superhero to your door!
<marco>
That's wonderful. :)
Just be careful, okay?
<sweaterqueen>
[And just like that, within a couple of minutes? Mabel was there! Granted, he might hear a loud crashing sound nearby...]
Are you kidding me? These wings lied to me! They sure aren't that great for flying!
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Mabel! Mabel, are you okay?
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Oh yeah, I'm fine! I might have a couple of bruises here and there but it's nothing I can't handle!
[That being said, she managed to get a certain something out of her bag.]
But anyway, I kind of promised you a little something! What do you think? I'd say it is one of the best creations I have ever made!
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Right, right. Let me see...
[So he took the outfit.
And he looked at it.
It was... impressive, yes. Genuinely. He couldn't claim otherwise, especially considering it was the work of a 12-year-old. Would Fiddleford like it? Most likely. Hell, Fiddleford could make it look good.
Would Marco wear it? Not in public.]
You did... a wonderful job! [But he smiled regardless, half-disappointed that no part of this was as shiny as the shirt he'd seen in Felfri and half-mortified that he'd been so taken with that in the first place. It was the Mer Brain. It had to be. He knew this.] Did you make this all by yourself?
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[She said with a giggle. That being said, she did get another item from her bag too]
Oh, I also made this for you too! I figured you and McGucket could share a matching sweater whenever I finish his! [Should Marco look, he'll find one green sweater that was covered in glitter!]
I was feeling generous this holiday season so I wanted to give this too you too!
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Mabel, this is so, SO sweet of you. Thank you so much.
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[She said before trailing off a little]
I thought you could use one! That and it's almost Christmas so it's time for Santa Mabel to bring on the holiday cheer! [All the while patting her belly and giving a small 'ho ho ho']
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[She said before crossing her arms]
And if he doesn't grant it, I'm not going to be a happy camper! No one wants to find out how Santa lied!
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Is that really all you asked him for? No toys or anything?
[Totally not digging for info, shhh.]
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[She said with a nod!]
I mean, I already got my Grunkle, my brother, and some friends here! So there really isn't much I can ask for without the fog god sending me back home sooo....
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Who's Waddles?
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[Yes, she got a pet pig. Don't ask]
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[Well, that's... an unusual pet. But maybe she'd like a pig plushie for Christmas... Hmmm.]
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[She said with a proud nod!]
Why do you ask?
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Are you sure? You're not planning on doing something, are you?
[HMMMMMMMMMMMM???]
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[He's well aware kids are usually smarter than people give them credit for, but... Hopefully she won't think about this too much!!]
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[Her eyes were still looking at him!] You promise me whatever you’re doing, you’ll tell me soon?
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[S-SMOOTH???]
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[With that, she trailed off before handing him the sweater] But anyway, c'mon, let's try this on! I want to see what you look like as you get covered in glitter!
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Oh, er, right now? Alright.
[Hopefully the glitter isn't loose or anything. Also... He hesitates.]
... Over the coat or under it?
[The answer to the question may just decide just how grossed out Mabel will be for the foreseeable future.]
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[She said with a small smirk before leaning a bit closer]
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