Summary: "Mommy, why doesn't my dolly have an underwear?"

Warning: STRONG T

Justin- 7 years, Alex- 5 years

She knows she is going to design fancy clothes for people when she grows up. Right now, she just loves changing her dolly's clothes. But today, she frowns when she notices for the first time that her dolly is not wearing underwear like she does. She quickly runs up to her mother, looking at her with questioning eyes. "Mommy, why isn't my dolly wearing underwear?"

Her mother winces for a few seconds, but then laughs at her innocent question. "Because dollies don't wear underwear, honey."

She's not sure if her mother is telling the truth, or if the shop-keeping is "ripping them off", as her father says, whatever that means. So she checks Justin's dolls to be sure. And when she finds that they don't have underwear either, she's finally relieved.

So dollies really don't wear underwear!

Justin- 18 years Alex- 16 years

"For what?" he yells incredulously at her. "I'm out of four-hundred dollars!"

She laughs cheerfully, jumping up on her feet. "There you go! There's the fight I was looking for! Don't you feel better?"

He blushes when he notices that her nipples are trying to poke out of her dress. It's pretty clear that she isn't wearing a bra. Again. If she was on camera, this would be so easily visible… But then again, they could always say that's the crease of the dress.

His thought is broken off when she jumps in to hug him. He can't resist. He needs revenge. And he needs her. That doll dress isn't going him any good.

So he hugs her as tightly as possible. With background noises. He's glad they're not on a kid's show.

"Justin, you're hurting me", she moans.

"Hmmm…" He hums. And then he smacks her on her rear. That's when he realizes it and his eyes go wide.

"I'm sorry", he apologizes quickly, "I didn't realize you weren't wearing…" he trails off, blushing.

She grins evilly. "Hey, mommy was the one who said dolls don't wear-" he hisses to cut her off before she can say the word. She rolls her eyes, "-And that stupid Olive is the one who dressed me up. So don't blame me!"

He grins. Oh he isn't blaming anybody. Au contraire….

He pulls back, smiling. "I do feel better now. Thank you."

A/N: Idea's stolen from TV tropes. Hope you liked it. Review :)