Prompt/Iron Chef: Write about a character's guilty pleasure.
"Part of your wooorrrllld! Oh, I just love this movie!" Quinn sighed, clasping her hands together. "Sometimes I wish I could be like Ariel."
Daria stood behind the couch, watching over her sister's shoulder. "Hmm. Well, I'm not sure how you'd look in the seashell bra, but the not-talking-on-land thing I could definitely get behind."
"Shhh! Go away if you're gonna be snippy, Daria! I don't want you ruining one of my favorite movies."
"Favorite? This is the stupidest movie ever."
"Nah-uh! What's stupid about it?"
"Well, let's see. Our main character falls in love with the first boy she ever sees, makes a stupid and sexist deal with a witch in order to marry him, and nearly gets herself, her father and her whole kingdom destroyed as a result. And yet, at the end, she gets what she wants anyway, without any repercussions." Daria paused, quirking her eyebrow thoughtfully. "Actually, I guess I can see why you can relate to her."
Quinn crossed her arms and scoffed. "You know, Daria, sometimes I think you don't have any sense of wonder. I mean, if you can't see-just a second."
Quinn picked the ringing phone off of the seat beside to her. "Hello? Oh, hey, Sandi, what—bleaching crisis? Well, how bad is it? ...Oh no! That will look terrible with her skin tone! I'll be right over!" Daria watched as Quinn jumped off the couch and sprinted for the door. "I gotta go—if I'm late for dinner, tell Mom and Dad that there was a Fashion Club emergency!"
She threw on her jacket and was gone in an instant. Daria watched her disappear and then turned back to the TV dispassionately. She turned to leave-then paused, looking back. She glanced around the room, then slowly slunk over to the VCR. Quinn's movie came out and, after rummaging around in the tape collection for a moment, Daria replaced it with another. She settled herself into Quinn's erstwhile seat as the video started.
A few minutes later Daria was leaning against the armrest, holding her head up with her hand, sighing over the music. "That's right, Belle. One day we'll both find that Great, Wide Somewhere..."