Summary: Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants Rule No. 4 : You must never let a boy take off the pants (although you may take them off yourself while in his prescence). The exception to the rule.

SOTTP/A Wrinkle in Time crossover. Set first book of The Sisterhood, idk when in Wrinkle in Time.

Tibby was lying on her bed, alternating between reading, staring off into space in abject boredom, and sighing.

Suddenly, the air in front of her started to crackle. An old woman was standing there, almost fading away every so often as if she was just barely keeping herself corporeal. In a voice like a really crackly radio that you can never tune, she said, "Child, I am Mrs. Which. We have need of you."

Tibby stared. "Who are you? Who needs me?"

"Will you come with me?"

Tibby contemplated that. All her friends were away, doing all the awesome things they got to do this summer: Lena was in Greece, Bee was at a soccer camp in Mexico, and Carmen was going to visit her estranged dad. Tibby had nothing to do, nowhere to go but her job at Wallman's, no one to hang out with but the characters in her books. Why not go with this weird lady who'd materialized in her bedroom? A tiny voice in her head was whispering, "Because she's a weird old lady who just materialized in your bedroom, for one..."

But Tibby pushed the voice down. She was just sooo bored...

The lady- she said her name was Mrs. Witch, right?- was starting to look impatient.

Tibby shook away her thoughts. "Fine. I'll go with you. What do I need to do?"

"We will tell you when we get there. Now, we must go."

"Okay..."

Mrs. Which takes her arm, and suddenly they're- floating through space?- Tibby can't tell what's going on, and she can't breathe, and it's so cold, and what the hell is going on, and-

Blackness.

When Tibby wakes up, she's in a cavey- looking place, and a figure is hovering over her in the dimness. It doesn't seem to have a face, and its head is covered in gently waving tentacles.

Tibby almost screams, but the thing says in a singing sort of voice, "Don't worry, Small One, I will care for you. Mrs. Which made a mistake, but you will get better."

Then it starts taking off her shirt. Tibby is fighting a battle to stay awake, but she raises her leaden limbs and tries to stop it from taking off her shirt. She's still really cold.

"What are you doing?" Tibby tries to scream, but she only sounds sleepy.

"You need a bath, Small One." the thing says gently.

"Wait! Wait! Are you- What gender are you?!" Tibby says, slightly panicking through her sleepiness-hazed mind.

The thing looks confused. "I do not understand, Small One. We do not have this thing you call 'gender'. What do you mean?"

Tibby yawns. "I mean, are you a girl or a boy?"

The thing says amusedly, "I am neither. Only Earthlings have genders, Small One."

"That's okay then." Tibby relaxes, and the thing finishes undressing her. She is lowered into a shallow pool, and the thing begins to wash her. Tibby fades back into the blackness.

A/N: So, I was putting away clothes, and all of a sudden I thought of that rule the Sisterhood had about not letting boys take off the Pants. And suddenly I thought, "But what if it was an alien with no gender taking off the Pants?"

I swear this was going to be hot alien sex or something, but it took some major switchback turns. It could keep going, if anyone gives a squid. Any whisperings of a plot were entirely incidental, since I was just trying to set up the ending, but I feel like it could become something if I wanted to continue. So tell me: is this thing interesting or not? Should it continue?