Beta-ed by graceonce
Rated K+
"He's-"
Bette looked up into her and her sister's shared mirror, surprised that her twin had spoken. She'd been quiet the entire evening and the former blonde hadn't thought she'd talk. She glanced sideways at Dot. "He who?" She frowned. "He's what?"
Dot's voice fell to a whisper. "Chester."
"What about him?"
"You have to admit that-" Dot shook her head. "You have to admit it's weird. The doll thing."
"Oh." Bette let herself smile, laughing lightly at the thought of Marjorie. "It is. But I'm thankful."
Dot sighed out, looking at her through their reflection. "Why? It's creepy and I can't say his behavior is comforting."
"No. It's not." Bette admitted. She began to blush and Dot stared her down.
"What is it."
"I'm thankful because I get to be closer to you."
Dot flushed, their chest turning red.