I have so many big story ideas....but for some reason I can't seem to write the big stories and I am always stuck with random scenes and one-shots. So I just decided to start a fic full of random one-shots.

This first one was inspired by a conversation I had with a good friend of mine. Basically she concluded that the reason why I have not had so many boyfriends is because I dress too much like a guy, which could be true.

Anyways...hope you enjoy the randomness

" I am so happy to be here," Sharpay said with a big smile on her face. " I have not been shopping in New York in ages."

Ryan -who was sitting across the table from her in a small cafe around the corner from his apartment building- raised an eyebrow. " So you coming here has nothing to do with visiting me?"

She rolled her eyes. " Of course it does Ry, but come on. I can't spend my whole trip with you."

He shook his head as he poured some sugar in his coffee and took a sip. " But what about planning this big social of yours?"

She smiled as she wrapped an arm around her fiancee, Zeke, who had been sliently drinking his coffee. He had been hoping to stay out of the conversation about shopping and social planning, but was starting to realize that she should not have gotten his hopes up. " That is what I have Zeke for. Isn't that right honey?"

He just nodded. He knew better then to argue.

Kelsi- who was sitting beside her husband- chuckled. She always found it rather amusing that Zeke usually ended up backing himself into a corner when it came to Sharpay.

Sharapy kissed Zeke lightly on the cheek and then turned to her sister-in-law. " And speaking of the social, what are you wearing Kelsi?"

The smaller women gazed over her glasses at the blonde and slowly put down her cup. " Uh...clothes?"

Sharpay groaned. " Please tell me you have something decent to wear."

" Define decent."

"Ryan, why doesn'tyour wife have something to wear to my social?"

Ryan rolled his eyes. " I don't know. She probably does. But you know that we are moving in a week and a half. Everything is in boxes, Shar. I bet if you went digging you would find something."

Sharpay nodded and then stood up. "Come Kelsi. We have to find you an outfit."

Kelsi turned to look at her husband, who just shrugged, and then got up slowly yo folloow Sharpay out of the cafe and down the street.

Ryan exchanged a glance with Zeke and then grinned. " You're the one who is marrying her. Sure you can handle it?"

The other man just shrugged his shoulders as he dug into his pocket to pay for Sharpay's latte.

Bask in Ryan and Kelsi's half empty apartment Sharpay was busying herself by going through some boxes labelled 'Kelsi's clothes'. She groaned as she finished going through yet another box and had still not found anything he thought was worthy. " God Kelsi, do you even own a dress?"

Kelsi- who had given up trying to help and was now sitting on the bed- put on a weak smile. " Does my wedding dress count?"

Sharpay glared at her and contiuned with her rummaging.

" I'm a musician, Shar. Not a fashion model. I don't need very many fancy clothes. And it's not liek I have that big of a social life anyways. My clothes are just fine for the life I have."

But Sharpway was no longer listening, she was now staring at an outfit she had found in the latest box he was looking through. " What the hell is this?" she asked as she held up the outfit- a faded navy blue t-shirt which read ' Artspeak May 2005' and a pair of green and red plaid boxers.

"Pyjamas?"

Sharpay walked over to the bed and sat down beside Kelsi. She placed a hand on her sister-in-laws' shoulder and shook her head. "Kelsi, Kelsi, Kelsi. You need some serious help."

The brunette looked at her clothes and raised an eyebrow. " What's wrong with them?"

Sharpay sighed. " Nothing. If you are a insecure adolescent boy. Which you are not." She stood up and was now face to face with the smaller women. " You are a women, Kelsi. A women with a-" she paused as she took a second to look Kelsi over, "- half decent figure. You should be flaunting it, not hiding it. "

Kelsi rolled her eyes, but Sharpay just continued. " And this "outfit" is not helping. I mean you have had this shirt for what, 10 years now? There's a hole in it, for Christ's sake. And these-"she shook her head as she held up the boxers. "- are not even yours. They're my brother's. And I have no idea why he even bought them in the first place, they are horrid. I mean haven't you ever heard of silk? Or lace? How about a plain nightdress?"

Kelsi took her pyjamas from the blonde and put them on the table beside the bed. " Well your brother doesn't seem to have a problem with them. And neither do I."

Sharpay gave her a disapproving look and then sighed. " That's because ,he doesn't know any better. Trust me, if you wore to bed what I wear for Zeke, he wouldn't be so approving of your," she glanced over at the table where the clothes lay, " choice of nightwear."

Kesli scowled and Sharpay smiled. " But don't worry, Kels. After we are done finding you an outfit, I'll find you something decent. And cheer up, you're shopping with an expert. It will be fun."

Kelsi rolled her eyes and reluctantly followed the unwavering women as she stalked out of the apartment and down the hall.

Later that night Kelsi sighed as she looked in the mirror at her reflection. She was wearing her 'unworthy' pyjamas and was trying to figure out exactly what Sharpay had been talking about. " Ryan?"

"Mmmmm," he mumbled as he took off her shirt and began getting ready for bed.

" Do I look like a teenage boy?"

He stopped unbuttoning his pants and stared at his wife. " Uh....no...I'm pretty sure that most boys don't wear a B cup bra."

" Ryan!" she snapped as she spun around and glared at him. " Be serious."

He chuckled as he finished taking off his pants, hung them on the back of the chari and walked over behind his wife. He gently wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her on the shouler. " I am serious. You don't look like a teenage boy."

She smiled and spun around to gently kiss him on the lips. " Good,"

He raised an eyebrow at her. " Why are you asking?"

She grumbled as she untangled herslef from his embrace, put her hair in a messy ponytail and took off her glasses. She placed her glasses on the table beside the bed and crawled under the covers. " Nothing...it's just something that Sharpay said."

" What did she say," he asked as he turned off te light and crawled in beside her.

She groaned " She thinks that I should dress more sexier, particularly when I go to bed."

He laughed. " Is that so?"

" Hey, it's not funny. I tried on one of those skimpy lace numbers. They are so uncomfortable."

" Well," Ryan mused as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close to him, " there is a way to please you both."

" Oh yeah," she said sarcastically.

He nodded. " Don't wear anything to bed."

She playfully smacked his arm. " You're such a guy, Ryan Evans, you know that?'

" I know," he said as he kissed his wife on the forehead and the chuckled. " Goodnightg, my sexy little boy."

She smirked and pecked him on the lips. " Goodnight, Ryan." And as she closed her eyes she could not help but smile. Sharpay may not think she was very sexy, but her brother did. And his opinion was the only one that mattered.

Hope you enjoyed that one. I have fun writing it. I think that the next scene that I will post will be when they meet for the first time. But I don't know when that I will be because I have limited internet time...and I always have to re-type my work onto an already uploaded document. So it might take a while.

Reviews are always nice.