So, since I don't like when my one shots count as a whole story themselves—in my opinion, stories should be chapters long—I decided to just put them all in one story. This one is ShiftyxFlaky xD and he is somewhat a fashionista along with being an ass at times, or so Crystal persuaded me into thinking~

Flaky didn't really know what to expect when she got sandwiched between a pair of twins on her morning stroll around the town park. Or why they suddenly thought they were included in the conversation she was having with Giggles about her style of clothing.

"So~" Lifty started.

"What was it that you girls were talking about?~ Bras and whatnot~?" Shifty teased.

"You two are a couple of perverts," Giggles said, rolling her eyes. She bent down after seeing that they were intent on staying, taking off her earrings and hiding them in her hot pink Mary Jane's, and pretended to adjust the strap her flats. There was no telling what the two boys would want, but it seemed to her that they always came out of the shadows to pick on her red headed friend. "What do you want, Shifty, Lifty?"

Shifty playfully ran his fingers through the trembling girl's hair, musing out loud, "Oh I dunno, but we just happened to pick up a few words here and there."

"And from what we heard," Lifty stroked her jawline with his thumb as he spoke, "you've got something against what Flaky's wearing?"

Whimpering softly, the small female shimmied out of their hold and chose to grab Giggle's arm for comfort, thinking that maybe if she had a friend to 'protect' her, the two would go away. Though, this rarely happened, even if she was hiding behind Flippy or even Splendid. . . "T-that's not it at all!"

Giggles pat her head softly, like a protective big sister, but when she looked back at the thieves, her fuchsia eyes were cold and held a warning within them. A warning that screamed out, 'Touch her again, and I'll rip both of your arms off to punch you with them'. "Actually, I was just saying that maybe she should mix up what she wears for you—Hey what are you doing!?"

Shifty had reached over and pulled the red head away from her arms, a sly smile on his face, "Really?~ Well, how about Lifty and I help her with that?"

No way. The sneaky duo would never offer to do anything without gaining something in return, and Giggles knew this. "And how would you be able to help her with that? If you haven't noticed, this is sorta a girl thing. Boys don't know fashion like a girls!" Just to prove her point, she reapplied her lipstick and motioned to the short, very pink, summer dress she was wearing; along with her make up bag. "Prada, nothing less."

Clicking his tongue, Shifty shook his head, "Look, girly, how do you think all of this,"—he pointed to himself—"just happens overnight? You don't think that I work hard when I wake up to look hot? If I didn't, I'd look like dully mic dull boy over here." He tilted his head to his brother, saying that Lifty's casual appearance compared to his dressy attire was dull.

Lifty frowned, looking down at his white button up shirt and vest, then at his twin's crisper shirt, tie, scarf, and of course, the fedora. Okay, maybe he was right that he did prefer a more casual look over the spiffy one.

"And what would you do to help her?" Giggles still didn't trust them, but she couldn't help but think that maybe he knew a thing or two about clothing styles.

"Oh~ We'll just help her try on a few things~ Run along little girl, go home, we'll take care of her~"

xXx

It was like the clothes never kept coming . . ! This entire clothes hunting thing was starting to wear Flaky out, and all she was doing was trying them on.

After Giggles had hesitantly left when they assured her a tenth time that they weren't going to do anything bad, Shifty and Lifty had dragged her to the tiny, one story mall, into the closest store, and thrown her in one of the cramped, airless changing rooms. And for the past two hours, they had been tossing something new over the door and saying to try it on; this happening every few minutes.

Well, it was mostly Shifty who was giving her things to wear, Lifty had no clue what girl's thought was cute, let alone something that this girl would look good in.

Only once had he offered a shirt, showing Shifty and asking if it was alright, his response being, "Um, no. Are you color blind or something? Idiot, that color looks like fucking puke, it'd look terrible against Flaky's skin tone! Just go sit down and I'll take care of this."

Wearing an exasperated smile, the boy had gone to go sit on a bench, wondering how his twin could be such a gay faggot at times.

Shifty threw the fourth skirt he had found over to her and said, "Come on Flakes, you gotta pick up the pace, you're changing as slow as a fucking snail."

Flaky sighed, "W-well some of these things are kinda tight, it's hard to slide them on . ." Currently, she was struggling to pull on the new skirt while keeping on her old one, the thought of being half naked—even in a closed off room—made her more than just uncomfortable.

"God, Flaky you're taking forever, open the door and I'll help you."

Blushing at the idea of having someone help her put on a skirt, she stammered, "N-no! it's fine! I think I-I got it! You d-don't have to help me!" Trying to get her racing heart rate under control, she pushed her warm cheek on the dressing room mirror, wondering if she could just say she had tried everything on and actually just stand there. She was starting to think she might go with that idea . . . when she heard the lock on the door click and open. "H-huh!"

It opened a little more, allowing Shifty to look in, smirking as he held up a battered plastic card, "I know how to pick locks, how do you think Lifty and I sneak into people's houses?~"

"S-Shifty close the door!" Even if she wasn't undressed in the slightest way, besides her thigh socks taken off, she still didn't like that the male had invaded her privacy. Through her embarrassment she tried pushing him out, "I-I can do this m-myself!"

Hm, maybe this could be more interesting than he had originally thought it would be.

Grabbing her wrist and noticing the way she was pulling the skirt on, he shook his head, hiding the slyness in his voice, "Now Flaky, you didn't actually think that you'd be able to pull that on without taking something off, right?" He shut the door and spun her around, chuckling when he saw the color in her face deepen.

"W-what do y-you mean?" she asked, tugging her wrist away from his hand and nervously tucking her bangs behind her ear.

"Mm, you gotta take your regular skirt off first, silly girl~" Suppressing the wide grin, Shifty lowered himself so he was kneeled on the floor, hands gripping her waist. He almost started laughing when he slid them down her figure through the sweater, slipping them under the skirt that was stuck halfway up her thighs.

"First we'll take this off~" he tugged it down, ignoring her squeak of surprise when his fingers dragged on the flesh of her legs, sending shivers up her spine.

Breaths beginning to quicken, she swallowed as his hands traveled back up teasingly, gulping when he hooked his fingers onto her normal skirt.

"Then this one goes~"

This was going too far, she realized when she felt the new draft, pulling her sweater down to cover her black underwear and exposed legs. "A-aha o-okay I think I c-can pull the other one on b-by myself now!" Jumping when she felt him slip his hands under her sweater and push it up, she bit her lip, fearing what was happening.

"Aww~ but you don't even have a shirt to go with the skirt yet~" Shifty nudged her forward, eyes growing a lustful shine as he pushed her up against the mirror, pelvic pressed up against her backside. He chuckled when he heard her squeak quietly, the sweater being pulled up past her chest and hiding her face, blocking everything from her view.

"S-Shifty . . !?"

"Shh, I know what I'm doing, and I know exactly what you would look so fucking hot in~" he leaned in, and through the sweater's material, whispered, "Nothing~"

Flaky, shaking and feeling him trace her abdomen seductively, started crying out of her panic. "Y-you're scaring—"

". . . Flaky?"

Shifty stopped, hands freezing on her hips as he scowled, whispering out, "Shit." He turned his head slowly, laughing uneasily as he saw who had opened the unlocked dressing room door and was staring at them, eyes narrowing when they saw the thief's face. "Hehe . . Hey there . . Flippy . ."

Boo-yah. If you want to give a request, go ahead, but I'm not going to do M rated stuff because I suck at lemons :/ If you want stuff like that, wait until Crystal opens hers up again. I'm not promising anything since this is mostly going to be made up of one shots I wrote for myself, but if I do get any requests I'll try to write them. Just do what you did for Crystal's harem thingy to request xD