"You're doing what now?" Regina demanded.

"I'm going to the dance with him," Zelena mumbled, not looking up from her homework.

"Sorry, what was that?" Regina asked, with a knowing smile spreading across her face.

"I'm not saying it again, Regina."

"Let me guess: you're just going as friends, right?" Regina said disdainfully.

"Well...We never really specified," Zelena admitted. "But that's the general feeling, I think."

Regina sat down next to her sister. "Let me give you a piece of advice." She took Zelena's hands in hers.

"As shocking as this may be, men can't read minds."

"I'm well aware of that, Regina," Zelena replied, pulling her hands out of her sister's grasp.

"Well, to him, this might mean he has a little higher status than friendship with you. I'd consider that, if I were you."

"Can you leave now?" Zelena asked finally.

"What are you going to wear?"

"I don't know, Regina! In case you haven't noticed, Mother doesn't fund my clothes shopping habits like she does with you," Zelena snapped.

"Fine. I'll take you," Regina said simply.

Her sister sputtered. "What-I don't need your charity!"

"It's not charity; drop the pride, Zelena. I'm taking you to the mall tomorrow, and we're not leaving until we find a dress for you." Regina stood. "G'night."

"Regina!"

"See you in the morning, sis." And with that, Regina sauntered out the door.

Zelena silently fumed to herself.

The nerve of her sister.

Her phone chimed suddenly, and she picked it up. It was Hades.

H: SOS my brothers won't leave me alone.

Z: Same here with Regina.

H: The dance?

Z: Mhmm.

H: We should be more careful.

Z: Agreed. Now I have to be dragged to the mall while Regina tosses endless torture instruments at me.

H: Good luck with that.

Z: :(

H: ;-)

"What about this one?"

"No."

"Okay, what about-"

"No."

"Zelena, you have to at least try."

"No."

Regina sighed. This was starting to get irritating. "Zelena, so help me-"

"Hey, Zelena."

Regina smirked as her sister instantly straightened and then went still at the sound of Hades's voice.

"Hades? What are you doing here?" Zelena asked.

"My brothers dragged me here. They're determined to make sure I don't show up at the dance in jeans," Hades replied with a roll of his eyes.

"I know that feeling," Zelena said, aiming a pointed look at Regina.

"What about this one?" Regina held up a dark purple number that was so short it practically didn't even look like a dress.

"Absolutely not!" Zelena replied, aghast.

"Come on, I'm trying to find something that matches your personality-"

"So this-" Zelena jerked the dress out of Regina's hand, holding it up to demonstrate how it scarcely hit her upper thigh, "-matches my personality? Apparently, you seem to think I'm some kind of whore-"

"That is not what I am getting at and you know it-" The two girls continued to argue as Hades looked on, rather amused.

"Can I cut in?" he asked. Both Zelena and Regina stopped talking immediately to stare at him incredulously.

He plucked the offending dress from Zelena's grasp and hung it back up behind Regina. "For starters- Regina, was it?-if you're trying to find something that matches Zelena's personality, you might want to try and look for something that's not only pretty but actually has class."

Zelena had gone absolutely still, trying to sort through the exact meaning of what he'd just said.

"Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go and select my own attire. " With a grin, he turned on his heel and disappeared through the racks of clothing.

Regina let out a whistle. "Wow. He really likes you." She looked at Zelena. "Just friends, hm?"

Zelena had absolutely no reply.

Something about those blue eyes rendered her speechless.

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