Apple shook her head remembering her lost thoughts about Blondie's last post, tuning in back on the conversation between the three...rather different girls.

''Why did you post that?''

''I'm not exactly sure.''

Cerise was looking true the pockets of her long dress, top like thing she was wearing. Where the pockets were secretly sewed on, who knows really?

''I found..some gum, a button, and a sewing kit.''

''Sewing kit?''Blondie asked, before picking up the pack of gum in hopes it was still in good condition to eat. However much to her disappointed..it was Beef jerky flavored.

Cerise snatched the gum away before she could ask questions that would be hard to answer, and sighed.'' You never know when you will need a pointed object like a needle.''

Blondie wearly scooted away, pointed things like needles were not her most favorite things. If she would have to pick one it would have been boby pins and a hair brush. Wich she realllyy needed at the moment. She was terrifed that the longer her hair stays like these, the greater chance it might become her everyday style. She shivered at the thought despite how warm underground is.

Apple slightly smirked, she knew Blondie hated needles, and that she must feel mortly horrified by the situation her hair has been placed in. She was about to say something, but an object bounced off her head.

''What the hex just-''

She turned, gaping at the large pool of junk Kitty was unpacking from the oddest of places. Her twirled purple hair,(which remind Apple of some kind of forgein candy, what she thought before was empty small bookbag, and her...shoes?

''Kitty wtf is these,''Cerise asked, sweatdropping.

Blondie paid attention to Cerise for a second, you can sweatdrop here?

Kitty kept her permenent grin on,''Why, these is just what I usually carry around sillly!''

''How is that even possible,''Apple said, looking up at the pile, afraid it might topple over her any second.

There was just about everything you could think off on the of toast,toasters,water,a frog, an extra hat, oven mitts, candy,fish-which magically lived on air and not water-, talking clocks, headphones that floated on their own, a cracked screen mirror phone, peanut butter, ice cubes..which did not melt..,snow(?),and many other strange things. Ironically these were totally normal for her to carrry.

''Damn, that sure is..a lot of stuff,'' Cerise remarked..examining the air swimming fish floating around her odly. Sniffing the air for some kind of magic powder or illusion.

''Your telling me, that you carry around all these junk and NOT A HAIRBRUSH?!''

''Well, I didn't actually say it-but basically yeah''

She drowned, she would never fix her beautiful golden curls. She was doomed.

''These is...mad''

''Correct you are dear Princess Apple White.''

They all stared at Kitty, all processing what she had just spoken, even the speaker herself.

''Princess?'' Apple asked, tilting her head to the side in confusing.

''How do you know Apples a princess?'' Cerise said, starring at Kitty, her eyebrows furrowed.

'Im..not sure.''

''Well whatever, she got it right. Apple is a princess. I heard 'Princess Apple White' far too much before. I'm not sure exactly where.' 'Blondie spoke up, but all she caused was more confusing.

After that episode, the girls explored around a bit more. Turns out there really was running water, and a small closet full of clothes. None of them have been worned before, expect for the blood red one.

''Hey Cerise? What's these?''

Cerise looked true the crowded closet at the opened box of clothes Blondie and Apple where examining on the floor.

''I guess there just clothes I stored here. I'm not sure why. I do remember wearing the red one hanging on the rack doe.''

''Mind if we use them?''

''Yeah, my dear Lolita is almost as bad as my poor hair.''

''Sure go ahead.''

''Ooh did somebody say new clothes? I already have some.'' Kitty said, hanging from the ceiling by some metal water pumps supporting her legs. She was wearing a whole new outfit she found earlier.

It was entirley blue, completly contrasting the purple she was wearing before. A blue short sleeve top was over her light blue skirt whit a long, light blue transparent tail. Her arms were coated with black fur gloves, chains were worn like a belt and charm braclets. And to top it off, her shirt had a fur collar. She still kept her purple twirled hairstyle and hat doe, that part of Kitty will never change.

She grinned down at the shocked girls.

''Well what are you waiting for! Get dressed! This cat is curious about how you look like in those outfits.''

Neither will her cat feutures.

The girls did what they were told. And Blondie felt invincible in the outfit she had put together. She does love Lolitas, but dark black colors and gloves where even better. Her thight lether pladed black skirt fit her just right with the blue ribboned belt. Her honey yellow top was parped with long black gloves with blue dark rich string zi-zaged across. lighting bolts were a major part of decoration in her gloves, chocker, bow and her black combat boots with laced up blue laces. And for emergencys, she added a gray pouch hanging on her waist. She hadnt told the girls about the weapons she had found on her dress, afraid she would have lost their trust. Doe, she secretly didn't trust them so much herself yet. In reality, she didn't trust anyone, but the 1% familiarly she had of those girls prevented her from being rude to them. Especially Apple, she felt particullary close to her a friend.

Blondie kept admiring herself in the mirror if you call frowning at her ruined hair admiring. She sighed, trying once again to take a few more tangles out now that there were no more twigs and leaves stuck between her split ends.

Meanwhile, Cerise was changing into her familiar outfit she had worn many times before when she was alone here. She would have ever worn it in public. But her torn up smelly clothes prevented her from doing so. Her outfit was a red dress, with black, see true sleeves and red ribboned stitched across. Her arms also had gloves like the other girls. Hers were similar to Blondie's, but they were shorter and had red not blue. Cerise also had a pouch on her waist as a belt. She stayed in the closet to change there, for she remebered she had some weapons like small knifes stored in a broken wooden compartment on the floor. It was a struggle changing in a crowded space thought.

She picked up her stained, ripped, old looking brown leather high top laced boots made for running sadly. They were her favorite, but her book-ball designed shoes will work as fine: mayby better...depends on what the future holds.

She put them on and secured the laces tight for extra caution. She had no idea why she had these boots, besides she had joined a sports team back in igh scool? No, she is on a team perhaps. She is too young to actually be a graduated student. Wrong again. She was on an a team, she should be on a team. Not here.

She pulled an extra fur coated hood she had, her old one was far too dirty, she will have to sew the broken torn's later too.

Perhaps that's why she carred around the sewing kit for emergency's like these. It was too much of a risk to not wear a hood. Especially with these girls. She wasn't sure to trust them 100% yet. Her normal side said yes..but her..other side had its doubts as usual. One of them being that they had powers as well.

She let out a long sighed for the millionth time today, popping the last piece of gum in her mouth, deciding to go ask Kitty if she had any real food besides toast in her pile of junk, which was still in the living room,

I will never take that hood off for as long as I can prevent it. No one can find out.

Ever.