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Ford walked into the kitchen reading the files The kids had found from Quentin trembly’s tomb They were super interesting , he had to go get some cursed stone from some place in town considering that Mable had been the leading force in finding the tomb in the first place he decided to ask for her to accompany him on his mission
“Mable I need your help with something” Ford said he turned to see Mable sitting in a chair back facing away from him WITH HER HEAD TURNED 180 DEGREES!
He yelped and jumped back “Stan help the kids broken “
Stan walked in with sigh and looked at the unfolding scene he sipped his coffee looked slightly miffed that whatever he had been doing was interrupted “that’s fine she just does that from time to time”
“Stan don’t you have any idea how humans work that should be impossible how is she alive”
“I don’t but I do know my niece and that we shouldn’t question it”
Mable who had fixed her head nodded in agreement with her gruncle
“How can you do that?” he asked pulling out his journal
“I got possessed by a few ghosts a while back and they must’ve messed with my neck cause now I can do that” Mable replied simply before skipping out of the room. Stan walked back to his chair and pulled out a paper. For all the weirdness he'd seen the weirdest was his family.