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There were two little muffins, and they were named Marie and Mable. These muffins lived inside a lovely place named Cinder-Sap. Cinder-Sap is a place for all, a place where all muffins are welcome. They live inside a dark oak tree with colored sprinkles. Marie and Mable love to cross over the bridges every day to visit other rustic, dark trees.
However, one day, they crossed into a white oak valley, craving for adventure. Where cakes lived, and their trees had bright green frosting and glossy fruits. A cake named Frosting noticed the muffins. Her critique began with small points, such as why one was taller than the other, and then a crooked smile appeared. Mable looked at Marie, and she noticed the difference; they were here at Frosting's Dresses. Marie, being shorter, looked at herself in the mirror and noticed that her midsection was also wider than even Frosting's.
Mable looked at Marie and then at Frosting, telling her that this was inappropriate and not professional. She snapped a bit. However, Marie says, "I'm glad that I'm different. Inside the dark oak trees, I felt so invisible." she smiles and twirls around. Mable looks into the mirror as well, as she begins to feel a little embarrassed about her height. Frosting walks over and says, "I'm sorry I seemed unprofessional. I promise to make frostings that will fit both of you ladies." However, she found herself alone in her dress shop. She realized that she won't be making money today, no matter how much bullying or manipulation she used. She sighs, but finds herself feeling warm inside and back to being Ms. Frosting, looking into her own reflection in the mirror.
Marie says, "Girl, I love your height. Let's go back to Cinder-Sap. Dang, I miss that place of no judgment." she pats Mable. Inside of Cinder-Sap, Mable feels a lot happier, while Marie still visits the White Oak Valley, because it makes her feel special. Mable asks Marie, "Hey, are we still friends? Even if we are more different than we have ever known?" and Marie just smiles and says, "Of course, and always. Bestie." as they embrace warmly, as lovely muffin steam fills the beautiful dark oak trees.