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Miko’s Daily Routine: Mhai and Miko private “language” lesson~👅

“Miko prefers learning new “tongues” with a more hands-on approach~😏”

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Peachmane, West Carolina…

Where you’re never too far from the beach, never too far from home, never too far from a local legend, and most importantly, never too far from the salt water taffy~🤤

The streets are packed tighter than the Spanish moss packed in the treetops. This town wears its age with pride, the same way nature tries to wear the town. 

“Peachmane” ensures you know where you are by smashing your toes on the bumpy and chipped sidewalks, thanks to the massive thick tree roots popping out from underneath. Folks ’round here say that’s because the town is very much alive and would love to play a trick on YOU! 

And it wouldn’t be a Peachmane summer’s end without every street corner and every sidewalk littered and overflowing with tourists, locals, and, of course, those stories. It’s rather difficult to focus on just one tale in a crowd like this, so until we sift through the pages searching for a certain pouty country girl and her dopey brother, let’s see who’s “on the way” in the meantime…

*CLACK* “Bullseye! 😎 Your move, Carol Anne!” A sharpshooter, with marbles, that is, has set up the perfect pocket shot.

“Okie! Okie! Here I go! 🥺” Carol Anne, the cutest lil’ lady you ever did see, crawls over to line up her shot.

“NO WAY! She can’t play right! 🙄” Another boy protests. “And that dumb baby lost our ghost! 😒”

“Can too! 🥺” Carol Anne is as sweet as can be. “And I didn’t lose it, it’s up in duh tree! 😊”

“Yeah, ‘which’ tree poo brain? 😒”

“I forget~🥺”

“...thought so…yew’ll prolly forget our rare marbles too…dope…😒”

*sniff* *sniff* *SNIIIIFFFFFF* 🥹🥹🥹 Oh no! Sweetest Carole Anne looks like she’s about to cry! 🥹🥹🥹

“Come on let her play…besides…mum said we have too…😔…we’ll find the ghost later…”

“And mumma is always right! 😊 I’m gonna win…” Carol Anne lines up the cutest lil’ shot you ever did see.

“It’d take a miracle for yew to win…🙄”

“Three! 😊 Umm, umm, 🤔…Two! 😊 One! 😊 GO SHOO-”

*KICK* A swift strut intervenes!

“OWIE!!!!! HEYYYYYY!!!!!! 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹”

Awwwww, too bad for lil’ sweet Carol Anne, a prissy pedestrian’s swift strut crushed her dreams of going pro marble shooter. And to be fair, that one boy did say it would take a miracle for Carol Anne to win…

“Dumb rats playin’ in the street! 🥱 There betta not be a single nick in my brand new loafers! 🥱” Wow, such a nasty attitude from this one.

Two boys turn away in a cold sweat, sweating like nervous trainwrecks, and feign ignorance for some reason.

*sniffle* *sniffle* “You! 🥹YOU BIG MEANIE! 😡” Carol Anne is ready to give the serial kicker a piece of her mind. 

“NOOOOOOO!!!!!! 😱😱” The two boys quickly silence Carol Anne, struggling to hold her back. 

“MUMMA SEZ YOU GOTTA SAY SORRY! 😡”

“Ain’t yo mama, kiddo~✨” *nail check* This bully effectively shuts down Carol Anne. 

“OOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! 😡” Carol Anne is ready to square up, but the boys keep her from throwing hands. 

“Knock it off, Carol Anne! She’s bad 😔😔…like REALLY bad 😳😳…”

*kick* *kick* There goes more marbles, and in comes somebody else. “You’ll neva believe what I had to go through last night 🙄…”

“Lemme guess, starts with a ‘he proposed,’ and yew said ‘no way in hell, freak 🤮!’? 🥱”

“Sure did 🙄 How’d ya know?”

“Cuz after I blew off Johnny, he told may yew would ‘understand Billy’s heart for sure’ 😂”

“OH  MY GOD, SHUT UP! 😂 Too bad for Billy, he didn’t have the chance to tell Johnny I said ‘no way in hell, freak! 🤮’ cuz Billy’s too poor~😂” This cold-hearted girl flips around an expensive ring without any care.

“Shame, shame, you gave him a reason he could fix someday! 😂 Yew shoulda been more truthful, struck the root of the problem, and told him ‘no way in hell, freak! 🤮’ cuz he’s too UGLY~😂” The even colder-hearted girl feels bored with her ring that’s beautiful on the inside. “Like damn, yew could have all the money in the world but still have a face that even a mother would throw out! 🤣”

“Billy may be ugly, but at least he’s a decent actor. ‘Keep the ring! 😔 I-I don’t want it anymore! 😔’ Pfffffft~😂 HA-HA-HAAA!!!” 

“OH  MY GOD, SHUT UP! 😂 No way! Johnny musta had the same director! 😂”

“Two riiiiiiiiings and not a single Oscar™️~😂😂” This demoralizing duo of icy country Bitches with a capital “B”  toss away their rings like trash. “Boys will be boys~😂😂 Let the poor be poor and the ugly be uglyyyyyyy~🤣🤣”

“No! Three rings! Three rings! WAIT! You’ll neva believe what happened to lil’ ol’ may!” The third, least cold (but still cold nonetheless) and almost late to the party girl enters with a..*kick* *SLIP* *THUD* “YOWWWWWWWW!!!!!”

“Let me guess? Clancy told YOU ‘no way in hell, beaver-face 🤮’ cuz yer too ugly~? 🥱”

“Clancy couldn’t be so honest. Was it cuz you’re too poor~? 🙄”

It takes a herculean effort, but the third girl is able to separate her face and mouth from eatin’ more concrete. “Ummmmmm, no! 🤨 I told him he wasn’t my type! 🤨” *HWUCK-PPTT* She spits out some rubble.

“I thought your type IS ugly and poor? 😆😆 Just like yewwwwwwww~😆😆!! Catch that Clancy before he hangs himself cuz of yer liiiiiiiiies~😆😆!!”

“HMPH! I ain’t ugly, ain’t poor, and Clancy ain’t my type, neither! 🤨 There’s only one ‘-y’ for cute lil’ ol’ may…🙄…”

“With those drab overalls, only the blind would believe yew ain’t ugly and ain’t poor~🥱” *nail check* “Yew got more rocks in yer empty brain than yer fat stomach~🥱”

“cut it out…I ain’t fat…😒…” *secret stealth belly pinch* “...😒…am I? 🥹”

“And the only thing yew’ll eva ‘catch’ is more losers~🙄 Or maybe more fish with them teeth, beaver-face.”

“Losers like…” The girl with the ponytail and the girl with glasses lean into each other. “Witty LeDoux~😂😂”

“Could yewwwwwww imagine what would happen if I rejected him~🥱? With bozos like Johnny, Billy, and Clancy, yew’ll alllllllways know what yer gonna get. But them shy guys like Witty are the ones yew gotta watch out fer~🥱 He might git ruff n’ tuff and try to ‘shut me up’ with something…”

“Oh yeah, for sure. If I rejected him, he might ‘start shovin’ me around’ and see how I like it~🙄…”

“I don’t think he’d let me reject him~🤨 He’d force me to behave cuz I’m his woman…”

Pull my hair, Daddy ~! 🥵 What if I get pregnant ~? 🥵 Holding hands in public~? 😊 These are the three distinct (but not completely separated) thoughts circulating in the air.

Even the coldest of hearts can be melted with the right 😏thermometer😏…these three bullies may not get along about everything, and calling them “friends” to begin with might be a stretch or two. Still, they are absolutely unified in their (not so) secret lust for Witty. 

*rustle* *rustle* Something is a-shakin’ in the trees above? 🤔

The bitches three are too busy suffering from perverted brain aneurysms to notice…

*RUSTLE* *swish* Something fell from the tree! 😲 And it’s a-

👻 BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!! 👻

😱😱😱 IT’S A GHOST!!! 😭😭😭 INSTILLING TERROR INTO THE BITCHES THREE!!! 😭😭😭 SO MUCH TERROR THAT IT NATURALLY AND LOGICALLY CAUSES BELLE’S SKIRT AND BROOKE’S DRESS TO FLAP ALL ABOUT!!! 😱😱😱 Physics can be so cruel 😔…

“EEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!”  Belle and Brooke hold each other. “Nooooooooooo, don’t look at our precious panties!! 😭😭 We were waiting to flash that loser Witty!! 😭😭” They take off in embarrassment at their foiled plans. “We had lines prepared and everythiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!! 😭😭”

🫵 DO NOT look at Belle’s butterfly print panties!!! 📸

🫵 DO NOT look at Brooke’s rose print panties!!! 📸

“Noooooo, nobody got to see my panties at all! 😭” Brandy Sue trails in tow. “I had a line prepared, too! 😭”

“NOBODY wanted to see yer panties, beaver-face!” Belle gives her final correction. “And I bet yer line wasn’t even clever!” And final critique, too.

-CHAPTER END-