This is a prompt from Movies And TV Shows AU.

Disclaimer: I do not own Nicky, Ricky, Dicky, and Dawn.


Nine year old Dawn glanced back and forth down the hallway before she turned the doorknob to her sister's room and slipped inside.

Bella Harper was the only the Harper with their own room. She was older than Dawn by two and a half seconds (they'd almost been born at the same time, which would've caused some problems for the doctors), and everyone joked about how Dawn and Bella were always together from the day they were born. They may be quintuplets, but Dawn and Bella were always closer than they were with their brothers; they were even closer than their brothers were with each other. You rarely saw one sister without the other.

Anyway, five kids in one room would've been a disaster. So they put the boys and Dawn in one room, and they put Bella in the other (this was because Bella was always crying and waking up the others and making them cry, and it was a dominio effect). They always meant to move Dawn into Bella's room, but it hadn't happened yet.

Dawn closed the door behind her and smiled when she saw the closet.

The second oldest Harper opened the closet door and grinned upon seeing the plethora of clothes. She loved Bella's style, and Bella was seen as the responsible one, so she was the only one allowed to go shopping with Josie. The other four had to go shopping with their parents, so Dawn didn't have her sister to help her pick out cool clothes while at the store.

Dawn grabbed a neon orange shirt and a white tank top from the closet. She stood in front of the mirror and held them up to her body to see how it looked.

She smiled before she rested the clothes on the bed to go pick out some pants.


Bella, lounging on the couch, jabbed her thumb into the button on the video game controller, smashing Dicky's character on the video game they were playing. Dicky, who was sitting on the floor, groaned in disappointment.

"I demand a rematch!" he declared.

Before Bella could respond, Dawn collapsed onto the couch and put her feet on Bella's lap, and that's when Bella recognizes the sneakers Dawn was wearing, and her eyes trailed up and down Dawn's body.

Dawn was wearing her long brown hair up in a ponytail, and she was wearing the white tank top with the neon orange shirt over it. One side of the shirt was off the shoulder, giving it that cool lopsided look Bella's friends introduced her to. She was also wearing a pair of black leggings and white sneakers with little doodles covering the material. A silver rectangular necklace dangled from Dawn's neck, and Bella started at the name engraved into the metal. Bella.

Dawn was wearing Bella's clothes.

At first, Bella didn't know how to react. She gaped as she looked over Dawn's body for the umpteenth time. She was definitely amused; she never thought Dawn liked her clothes enough to wear them, but above all, she was astonished because… well...

Man… She'd never seen Dawn look more cute or sexy than she did in that outfit.

Dawn glanced at her sister out of the corner of her eye, waiting for a reaction.

Before I continue, you need to know that Dawn and Bella resembled each other, but they weren't identical. They had the same brown hair and blue eyes, but Bella had hit a growth spurt that year and was a few inches taller than Dawn. She was also curvier while Dawn's body was like a ruler. That was part of the reason Dawn liked this outfit; it made her look like she had curves when she really didn't. Bella was also paler than Dawn, and in Dawn's eyes, Bella was far more beautiful than her less than average younger sister.

In Bella's eyes, Dawn was the most beautiful creature she'd ever seen. In Bella's clothes or in her own clothes, Dawn was beautiful.

Bella smiled. "Are those my clothes?"

Dawn nodded. "Yes?" It came out more like a question than a statement.

"You look good in them," Bella said, which was a total understatement, and she rubbed Dawn's hair affectionately while pressing a gentle kiss to Dawn's lips.

Footsteps sounded as Anne and Tom Harper rounded the couch, and their parents stopped dead in their tracks when they saw Dawn.

Anne glanced back and forth between the sisters while Tom blinked, too stunned to move.

"You look just like your sister," Anne laughed as she placed a hand on Dawn's cheek.

Dawn smiled. Words can't even explain how happy that single statement made her.

Bella wrapped an arm around Dawn and squeezed the girl, pulling the girl into another (more passionate) kiss.


You are my world, my everything. And I'm glad that you look up to me enough to want to be like me… as long as you never lose yourself along the way. I'm okay with you wanting to be like me, but don't forget to be yourself, too. My world doesn't need two of me. It just needs one of you… just the way you are.


The paragraph at the end was Bella's thoughts on how she feels about Dawn wanting to be more like her.

Thanks for reading!