[It takes a little while to get to him-- Mabel sends it via flying pig courier, and neither the girl nor the pig had any real idea where his office was. Mabel had even sort of neglected to get his name except via network tags. But eventually! Eventually he gets a very official looking envelope with a very official bit of paperwork contained within.
Mabel Pines has no idea what a cost/benefits analysis is.
But she does know that when it doubt, send gifts. So along with the paper comes a six pack of fancy cream soda in various flavors. A further gesture of apology, to help mend clone-Pines relations. ]
[ Hah. Never let it be said that Mark isn't an asshole, but also never let it be said that Mabel Pines can't win over even the assholiest. And so he gets that, and in spite of himself he laughs (not in public, god not in public, let it never be revealed that he actually laughed) and then he texts her back: ]
I can't quite agree with your business plan. I'm more of a dog person. But I liked the soda a lot. And I think the pig-courier business might have a future.
they delivered all my valentines to people in every city no problem and they turned into a giant sea monster back in antarctica without getting tired??
Yeah, envelopes is a good first step. Then we can move up to packages. Best would be if we could turn this into a transportation service, getting people to places.
Lucifer. My mark's gone. Completely. Up and vanished.
I had it when the Porter brought me back, right, and I thought 'well isn't that just my bloody terrible and typical luck?' but it's disappeared. So he's got to be gone. It's the only explanation.
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