"Can you not?" Regina snapped, ripping the sweaters out of Dollface's hands. Dollface blinked, still groping the air where the garments had once been.

"Hey!" Dollface snapped, grabbing it back, "I wasn't done with that!"

Dollface admired the sweater set, a crop length cardigan with a matching knitted tank, both in powder blue with embroidered dandelions.

"Uncle Sebbie?" Dollface asked, "Can I get this?"

"Of course you can. Anything you want here, I'll find a way to get it for you."

"Uncle Sebastian, this place is tacky." Regina whined, "I want to go to Nordstrom. Or are you too cheap for Michael Kors now?"

"I'm afraid not. Now that you're living here, your parents want you to blend in." Sebbie said, dropping the sweater set in the cart as Dollface went on to feel down a pleated skirt with a graph paper design on it, "And as your closest relative to them, I have to agree."

"I can't be seen here!" Regina freaked, "And not with…. With… with that freak!"

"Watch your mouth, that's your sister!" Sebbie raised an eyebrow, irises flashing red.

"At least teach her a proper shopping technique!"

"No, I will not." Sebbie said, "Now, find something to wear for the summer, and put it in the cart. The dressing rooms are in the back, and I expect you to have something!"

"That's disgusting! How many more people have been rubbing up on this stuff?"

"Just put something on, and we'll go." Sebastian leaned into her face with a quiet growl.

Despite her indignance, Regina gulped.

"W-well, can she at least stop molesting the clothes?" Regina whimpered, "That's not proper etiquette."

"Around here, it is." Sebastian pulled himself back up, shoulders back.

"Um…"

Sebastian turned and smiled, seeing a mousey Dollface behind him.

"I, uh, found this." She said, offering up a gold chain with delicate butterflies fluttering on it. She also held up a matching pack of butterfly hair clips, "I just think they're neat."

"Yes, we can get these, Wren."

Dollface grinned, "Thank you!"

Dollface looked at Regina, "Reggie, do ya need any help?"

Regina glared, "My name is Regina, get it right! Like hell I'm getting fashion advice from you!"

"Regina." Sebastian said.

She scowled at him.

"Regina, go with Dollface to get some of your more feminine items. You'll need them."

Dollface looked at Regina.

Regina looked at Dollface.

They gagged in tandem.

"Both of you, now!"

They scrambled, Regina following Dollface to the women's underwear and pantyhose aisle.

Sebastian sighed, relieved.

Finally, he'd get some peace and quiet to find a proper present for the girls.

Dollface slammed into a large man just feet out of the lingerie section, ironically next to the toddler section, and recoiled.

Looking up, she practically jumped out of her shoes and into Regina's arms.

"Afton?"

"Dollface, what a coincidence!" William beamed, "I came up with Henry to get new clothes for Charlie."

"Cool, uh," Dollface nervously flapped her wrists and turned to look at Regina. Regina was inspecting her manicured nails. It was kinda weird for him to be here, in Saint Louis, at the same store and near the same aisle as them, "I'm up here with m'sister. Regina?"

Regina snarled.

"I didn't know you had a sister, Dollface!" William chuckled, potbelly bouncing, "I'm really only here because I had three kids. Guess that makes me the expert for Henry!"

"Well, neither did I, but I don't got time fer this."

"Regina," William said, catching Regina's attention, "Would you mind coming down to the restaurant tomorrow for a job interview? We need all the help we can get at Freddy's."

Regina grunted, sticking her perfectly sloped nose in the air.

"I'll make sure she gets there in time. How 'bout after work tomorrow?"

"That'll work nicely."

"Great, see ya later sir!" Dollface said, "Regina, c'mon!"

Regina narrowed her eyes and stalked to where they'd come from, but was grabbed by the wrist and dragged her past Afton's unblinking gaze.

"I am so sorry about that sir, I promise she won't be like this t'morrow evening!"

"It's alright, Dollie dear."

What the hell did he just call you?

Chill, I need this job.

"Unhand me!" Regina squealed.

Dollface pointedly dropped Regina's hand in front of the Hanes' display.

"I'm gettin' m'fishnets an'some stockin's. Get th'ones ya need an'then we'll go t'Goodwill."

"Goodwill!?" Regina squealed, "Goodwill!?"

"Keep it down, dude!" Dollface hissed. She searched around, seeing that the only other people here were watching, even as William wandered away. He could doubtlessly hear them.

"Goodwill? Do you think I'm some kind of-" Dollface clapped a hand over Regina's painted mouth, scowling.

"Would you shut it?" She hissed, "It's just a thrift store. It's where I got these jeans."

"You got me WHAT now?!"

Dollface's eye twitched, fingers flexing, "Would you take a chill pill already? I need this job!"

Can't we just bash the bitch and go home like this day never happened?

Dollface took a stiff breath in.

"After that, we're goin' to a craft store." Dollface said, watching Regina's face fall further.

"Why would you want to go there when you could just buy art?"

"I like making stuff. Y'all should try it sometime." Dollface said, grabbing an envelope from the shelf and flipping it over. She put it back and searched for the right size, saying, "I've been workin' on some new dresses at Gramma's shop. I'm outta lace an'such."

"I repeat, why would someone want to make a dress when they could just buy one?"

"Satisfaction." Dollface said.

"I don't get it."

"Well, ya don't have to." Dollface said, "Aren't ya gettin' any o'these?"

"No," Regina said in an infuriating tone. Dollface could feel Missy eating her heart out. "I only wear Givenchy. Silk, with reinforced thighs. I also only wear rouge from Givenchy, color number 5."

"Well, ya better ration them out, 'cause we can't quite afford it here."

Regina gasped, "You have money. You can buy them for me."

"No, I don't. I already put in a good word for ya so ya can git yer own, but I don't have that kinda dough on m'own."

Regina looked downright scandalized as Dollface moved over to the shoes section just yards away, "Another thang, ya can't be wearin' those."

Regina looked down at her red-bottoms with a gasp, "What are you saying?"

"Ya can't walk 'round town in heels. Ya can't feed Grampa's hogs or deliver anythang in heels."

"I have to what now?" Regina gasped, horrified.

"Sebastian said that Grampa's already ordered a pair in th'mail, but until ya get 'em, ya gonna need some sneakers."

Regina pulled out her iPhone.

This is insane.

She began to text her mother, but Dollface pushed the shiny new toy down, commanding her attention.

"Don't touch that! I don't know where you've been!"

"What? Do ya think I'm gonna steal it?"

"Yes, you greasy toddler!"

Dollface growled.

Not here Dollie-gurl.

Dollface took a few deep breaths, watching Regina saunter off. "Regina, come on!"

"You can have me when I'm dead!"

"At least gimme a shoe t'work with!"

Regina spun, heel clicks ceasing.

Dollface ducked, a Loubitan yeeted at her head.

She groaned, watching Regina continue off in one shoe.

I'll be nice this time, Michael, but if she tries shit, I'll have her-

That's enough, Dollie-Gurl.