I just ran across this in my files. Written some time ago, I'd almost forgotten about it. Maybe I should.


"I still think the one with the bluebird on the front was really cute," Quinn said.

"I don't know," Daria studied the spring green Baby Tee she was wearing in the mirror. "Let me get used to the bare midriff first."

"Daria's right, Quinn," said Sandi. "Besides, now that she's wearing a proper foundation garment, her bust will receive plenty of attention as is."

"Yeeaahhhh…." said Tiffany.

There was a knock on Quinn's door, then Helen opened it and entered, carrying a cruditẻ tray. Behind her, from Daria's room, came the sound of padding being ripped off walls and a metal saw.

"I brought you some snacks. Let me know if you want anything else. I really appreciate you girls helping Daria like this."

"We're happy to do it, Mrs. Morgendorffer. That's what the Fashion Club is for," said Stacy.

"That goes for me, too," said Daria as Helen left. "You guys are the greatest!"

"Well…yeah," said Sandi modestly.

Daria gathered her hair and held it behind her head, happily studying the effect in Quinn's full-length mirror. "Do you think I'd look good with my hair up? Or maybe in a ponytail?"

Quinn gently pulled Daria's hair out of her hands and arranged it so that it covered her temples again. "Maybe later, Daria, after the electroshock marks have faded."

"Oh, yeah," Daria giggled, "I keep forgetting."