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Demon Marcus, Monday

"Look, look!" she said, pulling out one of the new skirts that Sparkle had been putting out yesterday. "This skirt has birdies on it! Just like you, Mabel!"

A beat.

"Though you probably can't wear it as a bird, huh?"

She missed her roommate. Mabel the cutest birdy was great, but she wasn't very good at tea parties this way and she kept trying to eat the buttons and eyes off of her toys, which was a big no-no.

Mabel made a noise like she agreed.

"Well," Alluka said brightly, "when you get human, I'll try and remember to show you the skirt again!"

Mr. Bubbles watched all of this from his place on the counter solemnly. Skirts were serious business.

Even for birds.

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The skirts were really cute, even a bird Mabel had to admit. In fact, every now and again she'd just sort of flutter over to one to admire it better. That skirt there would probably even go great with one of her sweaters, and even if it didn't, well, that was all the more excuse to knit one to match!

... Once she had fingers again.

She fluffed her feathers indignantly at the super cute skirt not for the first time. Being a bird really was for the birds, wasn't it?

"Ooooh, that one is really cute," Alluka said helpfully. "And I think we have it in your size, Mabel! Do you want me to put it aside for when you're human again?"

... Alluka was getting good at understanding bird-Mabel.

It helped that she was used to filling in the blanks with her toys.

Mabel gave a little chirp and a bobble of her head in agreement. That would be a great idea, thanks! That way she wouldn't have to worry about somebody else snapping it up before she had a chance to see if it even fit!

Which would totally happen! Someday!

It had better happen, she couldn't keep eating all their cookies by herself!

Or, well, she could.

But it was a little lonely, even when surrounded by all her toys too.

"It's this one, right?" she said, pulling a skirt off the rack and holding it up. "I'll put this one aside. Did you want any others saved for you?"

Ooooo. Well, if Alluka was going to offer...

Mabel gave a little fluff of her feathers before taking off to fly around the other side of the skirt rack to check out the inventory. Yes, they'd been through them all about a dozen times already, but she really needed to be sure, here.

Ooh. That one, and that one and that one and-

"That one! And that-- AAH."

It was a touch drafty in here.

"THIS ONE. THIS ONE AND THIS ONE AT THE SAME TIME RIGHT NOW EXCUSE ME."

... She would pay for the skirts later. When she wasn't grabbing them and pulling them both on at once like some kind of weird skirtshirt combo.

Alluka squealed.

"Mabel! You're human again!"

That was excellent!

"But, but none of those skirts match!"

Tragedy!

In fairness, the clothing that Mabel wore was seldom matched even on a good day.

"It was cold!"

And she had been naked. Now she was less naked, but she still looked ridiculous. At least she'd been in a good place to make the shift back?

"... This looks terrible, doesn't it?"

Alluka...

Alluka tried to find something nice to say about Mabel's choices, she really did, but all she came up with was:

"They look very nice separate," she said happily. "And, and we'll fix what you've done now!"

Look, Mabel might rarely match, but this was even worse than usual. Not up to the proper Mabel standards, in Alluka's opinion.

"That... that would be great," Mabel replied, clearly relieved. "Maybe, um, I can get a shirt to go with one of these skirts. And probably some underwear."

A beat.

"I don't need help picking out the underwear. It doesn't need to match, really."

"But since you're here, it could match if you wanted," Alluka countered, though all she did was gently turn Mabel in the direction of the underwear and push her that way. "Go pick some out and I'll find you a top and a proper skirt!"

And shoes. Definitely shoes.

"Oh thank goodness." Mabel was absolutely making a breakaway for the underthings, not even looking particularly closely at what underoos she was grabbing before making her beeline for the changing room. "Can you just bring what you've picked out to the dressing room for me? You're the best!"

Because Alluka tried her hardest to be a good friend, the clothes she picked out where things she thought that Mabel would want to wear on any old day.

"I brought your clothes," she announced. "We, we can play dress up properly once you have clothes, so I didn't bring fancy things for you."

But she did have a tank top that went under a sweater and skirt combo, then she had topped that off with a pair of shoes.

She also had added to the pile a selection of tights, in different colours, and a selection of socks, just in case Mabel didn't want to wear tights at all.

Alluka, you so understood your roommate. Mabel was touched! Touched! She cracked open the door enough to see what Alluka had picked, gave a delighted gasp, and then reached out to liberate the clothing selection from her.

"These are great! Look at those shoes!"

New favorites, right there!

"Right?" she said, beaming as Mabel took the clothes from her, though she had her eyes clothes since it mattered to Mabel about peeking. "They're super cute! That style is really comfy too!"

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