Author's note: this is a short story based on a fanart made by snowwhite-is-high.

Daria frowned, still a little confused by the whole situation around her. The water in the bathtub was warm, thing she tried to use to soothe herself.

The bubbles around her helped too. As a child, bubbles were something she related, of course, with taking a bath. There she could be alone. No annoying and overenthusiastic little sister, no parents telling her to be more kind and friendly with that little sister.

She focused once again on the warm water covering her body, almost every inch of it. Her wet hair on her shoulder and the hand cleaning it with shampoo.

"Ouch! Be careful, you pulled my hair" Daria complained.

"Then don't move, I am almost done with that paint on the back of your head".

"We wouldn't have to be doing this if you hadn't decided to attack me with paint".

"Remember you painted me too, you have to help me get rid of that red paint all over my hair and my back".

"Okay, that's fair, but would you explain me once again why do we have to be naked in the same bathtub at the same time?".

Jane frowned and pulled Daria's hair a little.

"Ouch" the brunette girl complained again.

"To get the goddamn paint off we were going to have to see each other naked. I wanted us to get over with this as soon as possible. Also, you didn't seem so against this whole thing when we first got in this bathtub".

"You gave me wine, that was like cheating to make me do something I normally wouldn't do".

"You normally wouldn't drink wine for that matter. And this is way simpler than our plan b. Trent may be my brother but we're both old enough not to feel up for seeing each other naked and I supposed you wouldn't be up either for getting naked in front of my brother" Jane smirked.

Daria rolled her eyes, knowing she couldn't argue Jane's point.

"Uh, about what, uh, happened, that was just because we drank too much, right?" Daria asked.

"Uh, yeah, that. It's no big deal, is it? And about that, you've got some lipstick on your neck" Jane said nervous smile ". And... is that a hickey?" She opened her eyes widely ". Yeah, you may want to borrow some of Quinn's makeup to cover that... those up".

"What? You mean there's more than one? Oh, hell".

"No more wine for Janey and Daria, I guess".

"Maybe... maybe every once in a while it wouldn't hurt to have some wine, but we are not talking about it. With anyone. Ever".

Jane laughed and blushed, Daria did too.

"Deal. By the way, what are you telling your mom about how last night you suddenly decided to spend the night here?".

"I'll figure something out".

"I'll help you make up an excuse when we're done. Now, I mean it, Daria, don't move or I'll pull your hair again".