Fashion Show - Part 1 of 2

"Katy." Came a firm, unseen voice from within the bedroom. "When I asked you to go and buy me some clothes..." The sentence trailed off.

Katy couldn't help but grin, she knew she shouldn't. "Yes...?" She prodded.

"This isn't what I had in mind."

"Amy, would you just come out. I wanna see!"

The dwindled woman stepped out of the bedroom towards her relatively towering friend. Amy was beyond reluctant, and felt the rising humiliation. Perhaps her desire for 'something that fit' was somewhat short-sighted.

Katy held back her amusement as best she could. "Okay. I thought shopping in the junior miss section would work but uh... there's a difference between shorter and smaller huh."

"You really thought this was a good option for me?"

"I've always said pink is your color!"

Amy rolled her eyes. She couldn't believe she was having this conversation. When she had tried her work's experimental weight loss pills, she hadn't thought the side effects would include this. Her co-workers were trying to resolve it, but in the meantime, her friend Katy had moved in to help out. However, the brunette seemed to be enjoying the formerly stoic and prickly Amy seeing things from a different perspective.

"I'm not wearing this,"

Katy chuckled. "Fine. You've got to try on the rest though - I spent a hellish amount of time at the mall yesterday, and at this time of year. Besides, no breakfast for you until you've tried them all."

Amy pursed her lips. "Katy..." She said, clearly unimpressed.

"It'll get cold!" She teased.

The dark-haired girl groaned and retreated back into the bedroom.

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"This isn't going to work either..."

The woman stepped into the room wearing a cumbersome set of overalls.

Katy regarded her dwindled friend. "Okay, in my defense, I kinda expected you to fill those out more..."

"I look ridiculous."

"This will teach you to try weird weight loss pills, Amy. You're stick thin as you were - maybe with some of my cooking you can fit into those better?"

"You are very irritating."

"And you've got other outfits to try on!"

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"Okay Katy. What is the big idea with this one?"

The taller friend giggled, trying to resist a jab at the use of the word 'big'. "What? That kinda fits you the best so far! Maybe a bit too risqué..."

"This is like, for an actual toddler, isn't it? I hope you kept the receipts for this crap!"

"Is baby Amy having a tantrum?" Katy cooed, leaning forward.

Amy felt her teeth grind. "I will actually murder you." 

Katy laughed out loud. "Oh, grow up - try something else, sweetie."

The shrunken woman wandered back into the bedroom, cursing that her best friend had such an impish sense of humour. She came back to the bags Katy had collected, and pulled forth another garment...