Ezio woke up slowly, trying to prosess if yesterday was his dream or not. It was confirmed to be false as she found herself in the Rosa in Fiore, still in a woman's body. She sighed heavily as she pulled out of the bed and stared at that death trap they called a dress.
Yesterday she had already almost killed herself just by that damned gardment twice. She had tripped on the skirt when putting it on and almost smashed her head on the table, and she once again tripped on the skirt and fell down the stairs. It was embarrassing as all hell, sqeezed the air from her lungs, and probably is gonna give her some serious claustrophobia. Which gave her the question, how the hell did women put up with this?
And that was just the dress alone! She had already been in some strange situation where a man had tried to flirt with her, which didn't blow over too well. We'll leave it at she was still trying to scrub the guy's spit off of her face. She had doughts that today would be much better. Serious doughts...
Alright, I know what I'm doing this time. Maybe it'll be better. Ezio tried to assure herself.
She picked up the dress and tossed it onto her bed before pulling off her bed attire, which was her trousers and the white shirt that she wasn't gonna just leave. Now bare, she started picked up the dress, about to put it on when Claudia came in! She was naked for god sake! She could have knocked! To cover herself, he held the dress in front of her body.
Claudia rolled her eyes with a chuckle. "Mother told me to hand you these."
Ezio was then given a courset and... ummm... panties... that made her cheeks burn as she snapped, "You could have knocked!"
This made her sister smile, "Lighten up, you're a girl, and my 'sister' what do you thinks going to happen?"
"I'd still like to have some privacy!" Ezio retorted.
Claudia chuckled, "Just get dressed, and try not to fall down the stairs again." She then turned and left Ezio, closing the door behind her.
With a groan of annoyance, she started to dress herself. Once again, almost sufficating, thanks to that courset. The dress was still a pain to put on, like last time. But she had managed to dress herself this time without any help. She tied her hair back in the usual ponytail, thankfully she had found her red strip of fabric, then came outside to find Claudia standing in front of the banaster.
"Oh good, you've managed to get yourself dressed this time." She teased light heartedly. Then she looked her over, "Maybe I can help fix you up a little."
Ezio raised an eyebrow in suspition to what she had planned. "What are you thinking?"
Though she wasn't given a proper explaination before her sister pulled her back into the room and sat her in front of the vanity. Realization hit her and she stood up.
"No make up!"
This made Claudia laugh, "I'm just kidding!"
Ezio crossed her arms and glared.
"Okay, so I wasn't. But find. Have it your way."
Ezio turned walked out of the room, and tried to go down the steps before she tripped on the skirt, yet again. At the bottom, her mother delicately picked up the front of her own dress as an example. So Ezio mimiced it and came down the steps a little bit easier, freed of the irritating dress front.
They two were joined by Claudia. Though it didn't take a genius to see that she was still smirking about the make up dispute. Maria though just kept a blind eye toward it.
"Sleep well?" She asked.
Ezio looked up from the billowing skirt that was cover her own legs, "By some stretch of the imagination, I managed."
Maria half hugged her, "It's not all bad, I promise."