Your sisters

"A girl?" You ask them with a blank expression on your face. "Why do you want a girl?"

"Girls are WAY sensitive. Plus, it's fun to hear their giggly, girly laughs!" The pyrots slap each other and howl with laughter. "So, do you know anyone?"

You gulp. "Yes, I have an older and a younger sister who are pretty ticklish." Under your breath, you swear to never touch either one of their soles again.

The pyrots huddle, and agree to set you free. "Just bring back the girls, or you're in for it!" They slap and laugh again while you scurry away.

'Now, if I was a girl, where would I go? Hmm...duh! The mall!' With that thought, you rush to the mall as you put on your snearkers.

Written by Happy Bunny

To the mall

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