Pixie Dust, Monday

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There was some sort of witchcraft going on where half the people were the wrong gender, and Makita was very thankful that it hadn't happened to her. Using the protocols were one thing, but magic? Like this? Strange happenings that did not come from a Priestess channeling the will of God? It made Makita's skin crawl.

To cheer herself up, she'd started decorating for this 'Homecoming' dance she'd heard about, putting out some of the prettiest dresses and fancy suits. She'd already picked out her own outfit, but that didn't mean she couldn't enjoy trying on a few Western-style dresses.

[Dear LJ, NO LOVE AND NO OCD]

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[weldedtomyspine]

Jaime looked all furtive as he ducked into the store, glancing over his shoulder to make sure Momoko hadn't lost him. He was going to need her help. Lots of it, if he was going to do any shopping for... stuff.

That fit.

Hopefully no one would see the two of them. Or, if they did, recognize them.

[heromaniac]

Momoko didn't mind if anyone recognized her, she just wanted clean clothes. Well, cute ones. Was there such a thing as cute boy clothes? Oh no, was she going to have to wear ugly clothes just because she was a boy? And dresses? Ah! Homecoming dance! What was she going to wear to that? Oh no. Who would take her to the dance? She was a girl who looked like a boy! What cute boy would want to date her now. It was bad enough before, but at least she'd been kind of cute! Now she was tall and walked funny and had a CHIN and... and...

She took a deep breath and caught up to him, grabbing hold of the back of Jaime's shirt. "You're not getting away! I need clothes too! Cute ones. If I'm stuck at least I want to be cute."

[weldedtomyspine]

"Getting away? You're here to help me!"

[heromaniac]

"And you're going to help me! I need clothes too, remember!" Okay so his help was really more morale, more keeping her from panicking, but still.

[weldedtomyspine]

"You'll be fine," Jaime waved dismissively. It wasn't like he had much of a sense of style for getting clothes for his own usual gender.

[heromaniac]

Momoko was not liking girl Jaime that much right now. She was totally going to take him into town later and make him go through a bra-fitting for revenge.

She took another deep breath and closed her eyes to count to ten. When she opened them, she pointed over to the shelf against the wall. "Let's start there."

Maybe once he got at least one outfit, he would stop being so grumpy.

[weldedtomyspine]

"Right. That way." Jaime had no idea what he was doing, but he was willing to follow Momoko's lead.

[heromaniac]

It was a store, Jaime. with racks and shelves full of clothes? She led him to the section that had the most pink blues and greens. "You totally would look awesome in almost all of these. Ooh! THIS ONE!" She pulled out a green dress and held it out to him.

"Totally not street wear, but totally you." She grinned. "You know, I just realized I'm getting to dress you up in skirts and dresses and I don't have to pay a penalty for it!"

[weldedtomyspine]

...

"A dress?" Jaime sounded more than a little bit hesitant.

"And what sort of penalty would you normally pay?"

[heromaniac]

"You won't try on a dress?" Momoko pouted. Out of habit, since it looked totally different on her now. "Just one, please? For me?"

[weldedtomyspine]

Huh. The eyes didn't seem to work so well on Jaime at the moment. Was it because he was a girl? Was it because Momoko was a boy? Maybe it was just that Momoko was taller and stuff?

Anyway, he could resist!

Except that would probably mean she'd use them on him extra when things went back to normal...

"Just... just one, right?"

[heromaniac]

"Just one." Unless she found another that was totally perfect. But they'd cross that bridge later. "Then we'll totally concentrate on skirts and blouses!"

[weldedtomyspine]

"Fine." Jaime stuck out a hand. "Give it to me."

Just one. He could manage one.

"Oh. And your phone." There were not going to be any pictures.

[heromaniac]

Momoko blinked, and handed over the dress. "My phone? Didn't you bring yours?"

[weldedtomyspine]

"No." That was a total lie.

[heromaniac]

Funny how willing she was to totally believe him now. Wow.

"Oh. Then here?" Momoko handed over her mundane cell phone, her Power Compact still in her pocket.

[weldedtomyspine]

"Thanks." Jaime sighed with relief and ran into the nearest changing room.

He got the pull-over off, and then... the skirt he could manage, but... the blouse... He had very awkward breasts in the way!

But he finally got that taken care of. Now all he had to do was figure out how to get the dress on.

"How does this thing work?" he called in the general direction of the door.

[heromaniac]

Momoko was standing at a new rack, looking through slacks (sigh) for Jaime to try on. She slowly turned to face the changing room when she heard his question.

He was asking how a dress... worked?

"It's a dress, Jaime, not an alien machine!" She blinked a lot, then shook her head and went back to trying to find a Tall in his size. "There should be a zipper in the back or the side. Unzip it and put it on." Really. Even Kaoru could figure out a dress!

[weldedtomyspine]

Aha! A zipper!

"Found it!" Like Momoko needed a blow-by-blow report...

He managed to get the dress on. It fit...

He just wasn't sure if it fit right. How was it supposed to feel? He'd... have to ask Momoko. Taking a deep breath, Jaime stepped out of the changing room.

[heromaniac]

"Eh? Does it fit?" Momoko had heard the door opening and suddenly realized why Jaime had really taken her phone... CAMERA!

And suddenly there was a sparkly pink Bat Robin-phone in her hands and she was snapping a picture of Jaime in a dress.

"Oh! You are totally getting that for Homecoming!" She grinned wide. "It's PERFECT on you!"

She lowered the phone and took a longer, slower look. "I mean it; it is totally perfect on you. You look really really... beautiful, Jaime."

[weldedtomyspine]

Jaime missed pretty much all of the compliments. "Ohmygosh! Givemethat!" He tried to rush forward to grab at the phone she'd so sneakily kept, but found he couldn't dash in the stupid dress.

[heromaniac]

Momoko, however, could jump backwards, and with a greater distance than usual!

"I can't; it was a gift! He'll totally kill me if I lose it." Not like he won't be upset about seeing it be-Momoko-ed. "And if you rip that dress I will be so mad at you!" She snapped another picture of him flailing after her and then pocketed the phone.

[weldedtomyspine]

"You have to delete those!" Jaime tried to take another quick step, but actually stumbled as the hem of the dress caught against his thighs.

[heromaniac]

"Of course I will!" After she'd sent them to her email account, of course.

"Ah!" She rushed forward as he stumbled, trying to help steady her. "Careful!"

[weldedtomyspine]

He grabbed at the phone once she was in reach, but he was too off-balance to get anything like a decent hand on it. "Promise?"