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Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Miranda stared out the window behind her, the flashing lights setting quite the panicked atmosphere in the cramped car. The sound of a revving engine and burning rubber echoed in the fish princessās ears, as she gripped the side of her seat tightly, trying to ignore the panic rising up in her gills. Not even her title as royalty would be able to get her out of this one scot-free.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āAre you sure this dumb car canāt go any faster?ā Miranda pulled a pink lock of hair behind her fin, snapping angrily at the vampire behind the wheel. Thinking back, she couldnāt even remember whoās idea it was to steal a statue of King George III, but whoever it was clearly didnāt plan this out accordingly.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Miranda could recall something about wanting to take down the proof of any other monarchy, and Liam said something about āmaking a statement to the art worldā, whatever that means. Either way, having the stone statue hanging half out of the window of a car didnāt make the policeās job of figuring outĀ āwho dunnitā very hard.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āGo, go, go!ā Miranda clutched onto her purple partner in crime, urging him to hurry more. She was starting to consider pushing the statue out in order to hopefully destroy a few cop cars, but that would mean admitting defeat in the face of her adversaries. And the Vanderbilts did not simply admit defeat.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Normally as a princess, Miranda would simply order some of her serfs to create a distraction for her in order to get away. She was trying this new thing with this plan called āindependenceā but clearly that was a mistake. How did people even manage to solve problems when they couldnāt just command people to do things for them?
