"Dear cheese and crackers."
Ruby stared, her mind in a complete stupor, as she took in the horrid, embarrassing dress that Yang had picked out for her. Oh, sure, the gown was fine, all silky red material, with decorative lace all around the sleeves and skirt, and a beautiful black sash for the waist. It was simply that it was she who was wearing the dress, and it made her very anxious. The skirt cut off right above her knees, and the neckline dipped very low, revealing far too much for comfort. Cringing at the image of herself in the mirror, Ruby hoped to god that she didn't look as much like a hooker as she thought she did.
"RUBY!" Yang burst into their shared bathroom, a sleeveless yellow dress wrapped tightly around her body, the fabric diving so far down her back that Ruby wondered if it was legal for minors to wear. "Oh, Ruby," Yang beamed at her younger sister, "YOU LOOK SO CUTE!" Quickly, the young and cheerful blonde embraced her sibling, only releasing her grip when Ruby began protesting.
"Oooooh, Ruby!" Her sister cooed excitedly, "Just look at you! You'll be the belle of the ball!"
"No, I won't," Ruby blushed, "I can't pull off outfits like this, Yang. I just look easy."
Yang scoffed, shaking her head in disapproval, "You do not look easy, Sis. Do not ever say that. That dress is incredibly cute on you."
"But the neckline-"
"Makes you look older!" Yang interrupted her, "It suits you, Ruby, I promise! I bet you'll attract a whole bunch of guys tonight," she winked at her sister, a mischievous smile creeping onto her face.
"Yang!" Ruby felt her cheeks slowly become warmer and warmer, "I... you... D-don't talk like that!"
Her older sister giggled, "You'll see Ruby, next thing you know guys will be taking you out for... well, at your age they'll be taking you out for dinner. But when you get older-"
"No!" Ruby covered her ears, as Yang burst out laughing, "Do not talk about that, Yang!" She furiously gazed at her sister, her face the same shade as a ripe tomato.
"You know, with that look I don't think you'll be needing any blush. You're cheeks actually have a lot of color right now..."
"Shut up!" Ruby turned back to the mirror, thinking to herself that she in fact looked like the gem she was named after. Sighing, she waited patiently until the color faded from her cheeks. Yang was playing with her mascara by the time that her face had returned to a normal tone, and immediately insisted on doing all of her little sister's makeup and hair.
Giving in to her sister's excitement, Ruby sat on their counter as Yang played around with her short black locks, that had been drained of the red dye due to the occasion. "Do you think that it's weird that Dads marrying Ms. Goodwitch?" Ruby asked while Yang twisted her hair into a tight and painful bun. "I mean, she used to be our teacher, and we weren't ever exactly her prized students."
"I dunno," Yang pulled a black butterfly hair accessory from one of the drawers and clipped it into place so that it would hold the bun, "I kinda thought it was cute. Dad's been lonely for a long time now, especially with you away at your advanced school and me always staying over at Neptune's apartment. At least now he won't be dependent on us for company. Besides," she shrugged, "Ms. Goodwitch is a really nice person. even if she's very strict, and they balance each other out, too, her and Dad. He's laid back where she's very serious, he's very talkative, where she is mostly silent, and Dad's great with money, whereas... well, you remember the class field trip."
Ruby nodded, recalling how, as a child, she had watched her teacher go and buy half of what the gift shop offered at the petting zoo.
Yang told Ruby to turn around, and her sister obediently did as told, allowing her sister to begin the long process of makeup. "Anyways," Yang chattered on, "the more important part of it is how great the wedding will be! I saw the cake, and it was beautiful. And you just wait until you see the bridesmaid gowns that we have, they almost outshine Ms. Goodwitch's dress." She then went into details of how they would all be wearing tiny daffodils in their hair, and the sash on their gowns would be adorned with rhinestones and lace, and that they were going to wear the most beautiful buckle up boots. Ruby listened intently, completely aware of how her sister acted when she realized somebody she had been talking to had zoned out.
When Yang finished her 'job' of making Ruby as beautiful as possible, she sighed in content, hugged her sister, and dashed out of the room. Ruby, then alone, looked int he mirror, momentarily astonished at the sight of herself.
Yang had done a great job, only having lightly applied bits and pieces of her beloved cosmetics every now and then, yet it gave off the idea that she was somehow older and more elegant than she actually was. Ruby frowned, not sure how to feel about the way that she looked. She had never been the type to humor girly desires like wanting to be pretty or to have a boyfriend. Her eyes once again reached the horrid neckline, and, in all of her discomfort, tugged upward at it's hem in attempt to hide what was being given away.
Satisfied with the result, Ruby walked from her room, calling out to nobody in particular that she was ready to go to the engagement party. Yang met her a few moments later, twirling car keys around her fingers, only to drop them in order to pull Ruby's neckline back down, scolding her little sister and telling her that is what unnatural for a fifteen-year-old girl to not want to show off, if only a little.
As Ruby blushed and protested, Yang pulled her out of the house and into the mustard yellow Chevy Vega that Ruby was rather sure was built long before either of them was born. The vehicle was not only incredibly ugly, but also horribly slow, but Yang loved it like she loved life itself, bragging about how amazing it was, and what a smooth ride it was to her friends, always offering to pick others up from work or school so that she could show off the fact that she, Yang Xiao Long, had a Chevy Vega.
She started up the car, smiling when the engine gave a grumble, claiming that it was music to her ears, and began to drive, Ruby listening to her speak over the loud ruckus that the dumb machine created. About half way to the party, Yang mentioned something about having found a date for her sister.
Blushing furiously, Ruby wondered what she was getting into.