CHAPTER VI

While Ella was enjoying her date and bonding with Brenda, her two stepsisters were recovering from the tackling that had happened earlier that day. It was extremely hot and humid, and both girls had very vicious body odor, even worse than usual. Now, the two were sitting out on lawn chairs in front of their trailer, enjoying the breeze, both wearing old shirts that had huge sweat stains under their arms.

"I still can't believe I ripped my underwear when we were tackling Ella," Driz said.

"It's your own fault. You should have changed it more often. I at least change my underwear every week and a half."

"Is my butt really that big?"

"Yes."

"Ugh. I never understood what the big deal is with changing your underwear. I never change mine, and look how I turned out."

"We'll send Ella out tomorrow to buy us some new pairs."

"I've just about had it with her. I wish she were here to take our shoes and socks off."

Carly took her shoes off and sniffed them.

"You know, lately I've noticed that my shoes don't smell as bad."

Driz took her shoes off and sniffed them.

"Yeah, mine don't either. Here, smell."

Carly sniffed Driz's shoes while Driz sniffed Carly's shoes.

"If anything, they smell a little bit like mango."

"Why wouldn't our shoes stink? They always have, since we were little."

Carly pulled off her socks and started sniffing them.

"My socks stink less than normal too."

The two sniffed each other's socks for a while.

"That's odd. Our socks are less stinky but smell like mango."

"This doesn't make any sense," Driz said, "As far back as I can remember, we've always had stinky feet. It's our family pride. In high school, our shoes were lethal and our gym socks could take out a whole army. Why would they suddenly be less stinky now?"

"Maybe we're sweating less?"

"Obviously not. I mean, just look at our pits."

Both girls sniffed their armpits.

"Yeah, I smell as bad as I usually do by 7:30pm."

"I smell bad too. So our bodies are sweating normally; I bet Ella has done something to our feet!"

Both girls went back inside the trailer and searched Ella's stuff. Finally, they found the box of Foot Odor Vanquished hidden away.

"I've heard of this stuff," Driz said, "It's supposed to unstink your feet. And it's mango scent."

She stuck her nose in the box-and her eyes lit up.

"That's it! It's the same scent!"

Carly took the box and stuck her nose in it, sniffing.

"She's been secretly using this on our shoes, socks, and feet!"

"How dare she! The little troll! Going behind our backs to try and make us smell better!"

"What, our feet aren't good enough for her?"

"Let's do something really nasty to her! Get it through her head that she is our slave forever!"

"How?"

"We'll have to be patient. Revenge is a dish best served cold...but that doesn't mean we can't have some mini-revenges in the meantime!"

Ella had finished dinner, and Brenda had finished giving a long discourse on why the trailer park empire was perfect for their family.

"That's really inspiring," Ella said, "Kitty is very lucky to have you as a mother."

"You're very sweet, Ella. I think you'd make a good companion for my daughter. It's such a shame that you live in Trailer 344."

Ella sighed.

"Does it really have that bad of a reputation?"

"Your two sisters have the grossest and most ill-kept trailer in my park."

"Step-sisters," Ella was sure to correct her.

"I don't mind that they're bad at cleanliness, or have horrible hygiene, or have a tendency to be rude. That's their business. But those two take such bad care of their trailer that they've caused more property damage than any other resident in all the years I've seen."

"I really don't know what to say about them," Ella said, "They-haven't exactly shown me kindness."

"Well, I care about you, Ella. And whatever your stepsisters may do to you, we'll be there for you."