A/N - Okay, so I lied, it's not a one-shot. Here's part two!
"Oh. My. God," Link stared, mouth hanging open, and dropped the end of the crate in his hands. He didn't even flinch when his brother struggled to keep hold of it, ending up sprawled out on the floor with the large wooden box on top of him.
"Link… little help." Blink groaned.
"What?" Link looked for his brother, spotting him on the floor. "Oh, sorry." He shrugged and pulled the crate away and Blink stood, dusting himself off.
"What the hell is…" He trailed off once he realised just what had caught Link's attention and stared, eyes wide. "Sid? What… what happened to you?"
"Nothing." Sid replied, frowning.
"But… you look…"
"You look like a girl!" Link shouted, and Sid hit him. The previously tartan clad bohemian was now wearing what looked like two dresses sewn together, bright red jeans, black leg warmers and her signature odd shoes (one black, one red), and an annoyed scowl.
"I am a girl, genius." Sid sighed.
"Well yeah," Blink said. "The chest… area… kind of gave that part away." He mumbled, blushing.
"You just… you look… different." Link circled her, eyes narrowing.
"That's kind of the point, you twat." Sid told him, rolling her eyes. "I got sick of the other stuff. Half of it was wool… and that stuff itches like crazy."
"But you're wearing a dress." Blink, well… blinked. "And it's all… flowery."
"Hey, I can do the girl thing y'know!" Sid said. "If you don't' like it blame Meat, she's the one what was throwing clothes at me."
"Isn't she normally tearing them off?" Link asked, smiling innocently. Sid copied his smile and stuck her middle finger up at him before walking off.
"She still looks like a girl," Link said.
"You're completely hopeless, you know that?"