Susan Imp (susan_imp) wrote in serenityhills, @ 2010-10-30 13:59:00 |
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Entry tags: | babysitting blues, happy halloween!, hilary kingston, miki inoue, susan imp, victor erikson |
What to wear? What to wear?
Susan sat on her bed in her Serenity Hills home. Surrounded by a virtual ocean of costumes sent to her by her brother imp 13.
Susan sighed as she looked over the piles of clothing in her room
She had made the mistake of mentioning at a recent 'family' gathering that she was going to escort a bunch of neighborhood kids trick or treating this Halloween and 13 who had a wide variety of mostly legal, but also mostly morally questionable businesses in various dimensions insisted he had just the perfect costumes for his sister to wear.
Half of Susan's room was now covered in costumes she had rejected immediately upon first sight. The reject pile consisted mostly of garter belts, thin filmy bits of barely there material and knee high black boots.
For God's sake! She told him she was going to be escorting children! Susan wouldn't allow herself to be caught dead in most of the costumes in the reject pile. And the kind of 'escorting' those costumes were geared for was the type that I would never do.
"We should set 13 down someday and force him to watch The Brady Bunch on TV so he can learn how one acts towards a sister. Then again I can just hear him whining all over the place, Susan, Susan, Susan." I mutter as I pick up another costume that could only be called Streetwalker wear and tossed it to the reject pile.
Finally my eyes spotted something that looked somewhat decent and in surprise pulled it from the pile of un-reviewed costumes and quickly tried it on. A German woman's Oktoberfest costume. It was cute and not too revealing.
I smiled and thought maybe my brother wasn't all that bad when I noticed a tiny thread sticking out near the bottom of the skirt. Giving it a quick tug I was horrified when the entire costume fell apart in pieces leaving me standing in front of my mirror completely naked.
I stared at my naked self in the mirror for a moment with a sour expression on my face.
"I should have known that rat bastard would pull something." I muttered as I quickly examined the remaining costume choices my dear brother had sent over.
Sure enough they were all rigged in one way or another to leave me exposed. Some had hidden threads, just visible enough to entice a young child to pull on them or some of them I found were triggered by water, dissolving on contact with any fluids, once again leaving me exposed.
With a disgusted sigh I opened a portal dumping the entire wardrobe selection into it, letting the scandalous mess to be vaporized in some distant multi-verse's sun..
Finally with a nod at myself in the mirror I concentrated and created clothing out of my own imp transformation abilities, recreating the Heidi look but without the booby traps.
At least with it being from my own transformation powers I didn't need to worry about it falling apart on me.
Oh if i were to be extremely startled I might lose my human form but I would just revert to my natural imp form, clothing and all so no chance of suddenly pushing young children into puberty by a sudden impromptu striptease.
Course what I might push them into with suddenly turning into a small winged creature right before their eyes was anyone's guess.
"Nice, but I just don't know." I muttered as I turned examining the costume from all sides in the mirror. "I need someone else's opinion. I could call Lois but she's always so busy and I don't want to disturb her. And if I were to call Washu she might want to run tests on the 'material' of my costumes to see how it is different than my skin and that would be no fun. And Alli and Silence are probably busy too."
I sighed again but this time sadly. "The person I want to call to help me pick out a costume is Miki." I told my image in the mirror. "But after comparing me to 13 I just don't know any more."
My image in the mirror looked at me reproachfully. "Okay." I admitted to my image. "I over exaggerated how much she missed Victor when he disappeared on us but I just wanted him to know how deeply he had hurt her."
My image in the mirror didn't change its disapproving look. "Okay, maybe I should have just kept my nose out of it but that was no reason for her to call me a liar and compare me to 13!"
The image in the mirror just folded her arms and raised an eyebrow at me. "Okay, okay! I know Miki sometimes over reacts and it doesn't mean she is no longer my friend. I'll call her and ask if she wants to come over and see my costume choices. Happy now?"
The image in the mirror finally unfolded her arms and nodded.
Searching my now clean room for my cell phone, rather than just open a portal rudely and maybe disturbing her, I wondered to myself. Do humans ever talk to themselves in mirrors?