What did Daria do to owe Quinn while leaving Highland? This little side story is technically pre-series, but should probably be sorted around parts 2 or 3.

Sorry about those that are getting an alert for this little piece of fluff, I forgot to publish it with the rest of the story.


Quinn looked over at her sister. She was very grateful her parents had decided to spring for two hotel rooms. This gave Quinn the chance to ask a question that had been on her mind all day.

"So why did you need me to stall Mom when we were getting ready to leave? You were gone almost an hour and you wanted us out of town in a hurry when you got back."

"I went shopping." Daria signed. "I owed someone a 'thank you' and some revenge."

"Shopping? You hate shopping, what did you get?"

"I stopped by a couple of convenience stores. I got two six-packs of Jolt and enough Pixy Sticks to make a toddler do warp nine."

"But you didn't have any of that stuff when we left. I would have seen it. Who did you . . . give . . . it . . . to?" Quinn mused, before trailing off as a horrible idea came to her.

"I owed them, even if they do not have any idea what they did. And we owe Highland for creating us. I just got both paybacks done at once."

Quinn recognized the smirk on her sister's face. "You did something else, didn't you?"

Daria's smirk intensified into the most evil look Quinn had ever seen on her sister's face. Daria move her hands to her waist and pinched her fingers together. She then mimed lifting something up and away from her torso.

Quinn's jaw dropped but she didn't bother to close it. "You flashed Bevis and Butt-head!"

If anything, Daria's smirk got even nastier. "And when I put my shirt back down I fished my bra out of my shirt and gave it to them."

Quinn's eyes were wide with horror. "A sugar-rush, on top of a caffeine-high, and then you flashed them! They'll destroy the town!"

The wall next to Quinn's bed knocked and her mother's sleepy voice ordered Quinn to be quite and go to sleep.

Quinn dropped her voice to a hissing whisper. "Do you have any idea what you've done?"

"I know exactly what I let loose." Daria signed. "I would have preferred liquor to caffeine, but none of the clerics would sell me beer. I owed those two idiots a good turn for saving me and a bad turn for your sake for joining that old idiot. The flashing was the good turn; trouble they'll get into was the bad. It was the best revenge I could think of that would not be easy to trace back to me. Night, sister."

It would take Quinn a little longer to get to sleep.

One month after arriving in Lawndale, a classmate of Daria's mailed her a copy of Highland Gazette from the week after the Morgendorffer's left town. The headline said, Three Days Later, The Great Disaster Ends! Both Morgendorffer sisters laughed until they couldn't breathe. The article, preserved and mounted, was hung proudly on Daria's bedroom wall. To this day, Daria's parents have no idea why.