Shortie

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Sadia appeared on Rybrospo and marched into Stella's house, furious. "Do you have any idea what you've done?"
The twins looked over at her and exchanged a look. They were identical, but one was silent.
"We're tired, Sadia," Teresa explained. "We need to rest."
"You couldn't have at least given a warning?" Sadia demanded. "And you two separated my niece and nephew from their mom! They were sad and didn't want to leave!"
"I'm sorry," Teresa stated. "But Grant is handling the issue for us."
"I'm sure he is, but I for one think you should handle it yourself since you caused the problem in the first place! What is wrong with you?! And does she not have anything to say about it?"
Teresa glanced over at Stella, who spoke up, "I'm sorry, Sadia... Hopefully, we can move on from this soon enough."
Sadia raised an eyebrow and huffed. "I admired your work... And your calmness annoys me even more!"
"Alright, shortie," Teresa began. "Just calm down and go back home. This is our issue, not yours. Besides, this is their real home. Not your dirtball. Goodbye."
"SHORT-?!" Sadia began to yell.
Teresa made her disappear back to earth.

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