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CAUGHT!!!!	By : Ramsey Category: +1 through F > Daria Views: 16278 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It was so surreal.

To Daria, watching her best friend and worst enemies undressing in her room was akin to her walls suddenly turning to taffy and melting onto the floor. The shock and panic were too much for her to actually say anything to the overt action. She simply groaned and pulled the blanket over her head and blotted everything out.

For the fashion furies it was about on the same level of mass hypnotism, following Sandi’s lead. Already enthralled by their leader Sandi, they just followed her lead.

For Sandi it was beyond surreal.

It seemed countless hours passed from when Jane first tugged her red shirt off and she undid the first button. She wasn’t even sure why she was doing this. A part of her knew that this was the only way to reach through that thick skull of Daria’s. Sandi was about as stubborn as they came and she knew that whenever her brothers or parents wanted to get her even acknowledged their pitiful little opinions they needed to do something drastic.

Maybe what Daria needed was to be blown right out of her mind a little before she can truly find it again. Broken eggs and omelets and all that.

The other three just stared at Sandi. One hard look and they all fell into line.

All was quiet but for the soft rustling of clothes, snap of buttons and whisper of clothe on skin. Everyone followed Jane, piece for piece. She stopped when she reached her bra and panties, sitting unselfconsciously. The other four were a bit more nervous but kept their hands by their sides, knowing what was expected of them.

“Daria, please come out from there,” Jane said softly.

“Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin,” Daria deadpanned.

“Dammit, Daria!” Jane shouted. “You can’t just throw your fucking sarcasm at everything and expect it to go away! You have to deal with this.”

“Here’s a deal for you, you go away and I wont have you committed to a sanitarium,” came the voice from under the blanket.

Sandi, patience finally snapping so harshly it was almost audible, gave a cry of frustration and rushed the bed, grabbed the blanket and yanked it not only off of Daria but also right across the room.

Daria did a very un-Daria like girlish screech and wrapped her arms around her knees and clamping her eyes shut, doing her best imitation of a ball rocking in the wind.

“Sandi!” Jane hissed. “What the fuck do you think your doing?”

“Cutting through all this bullshit,” Sandi shot back. “I’m sitting here in my Victoria secrets and not not pleased! And we need to move this along, the Beverly Hills 90210 reunion is on in a couple of hours.”

Jane just stared at the girl for a second before saying, “does your universe even remotely bisect the real one?”

This started another bitchfest between the two girls that rapidly escalated. In the meylay Quinn looked over at her sister and saw that she hadn’t moved, only still gently rocking on her bed, looking like a child lost in a land of monsters. She got up and headed across the room, passing between Jane and Sandi who stopped bickering to follow her. Quinn picked up the thrown blanket, threw it over her sister’s shoulders and sat on the bed. She quietly put her arms around her shaking sister and rocked with her.

“Its okay, Daria,” she said quietly, stroking her hair. “It’s going to be okay.”

Jane left her own seat, guilt and shame flooding her chest. She sat on Daria’s other side and held her, saying she was sorry over and over, for not seeing this sooner, for not being there when she was needed, for fighting with Sandi when Daria needed help.

In the two embraces Daria slowly loosened, muscles relaxed. Hot tears began to fall over her cheeks and onto her knees where her head rested. All was quiet in the room for a time that no one counted as Daria sobbed while her best friend and sister held her. Not even Sandi dared to break this moment. Only when Daria had finally quieted did someone speak.

“This has been like so cool!” Tiffany stated. Everyone just stared at her, including Daria who had to show her respectful attention for such a comment.

“I’m so glad my pain and suffering hold so much amusement for you, Tiffany,” Daria droned. “Next week you can put me on the rack and get some real chuckles.”

“Not like that,” Tiffany drawled. “I mean how everyone has come together to do something good. That is really cool.”

“Yeah, it is kinda cool,” Jane, agreed with a smile. “Isn’t it, Daria? All of us coming together to help you out?

“Alright, so I have a problem,” Daria finally relented. “But I don’t see how all of you sitting around in your unmentionables is going to help in anyway. In fact it’s making me very nervous.”

“That’s the whole point!” Quinn chirped in. “you gotta see that there’s nothing to be nervous about. Its just skin, Daria.”

“You see skin, I see traumatic horror.”

“Okay,” Jane said. “But why?”

Daria attempted to bury herself under the blankets again but Quinn grabbed them. “Do that again and I’ll sic Sandi on you.”

Daria sighed. “Look, guys, I appreciate what your trying to do but….” Daria wasn’t sure how to finish that statement. Its not like she was doing such a fabulous job of handling the situation by herself. Passing out by the toilet you just ralphed in would not be recommended by Doctor Phil.

“Look, its just some deep seated trauma that you all know I have an abundance of, cant we just leave it at that?” Daria asked in waning hope.

“After making me strip?” Sandi sneered. “I think not!”

On the off chance that they would all leave her alone afterwards she started to relate what had happened earlier and when she was a child, speaking in monotone with no highs or lows. Great weather announcing it would have been.

After the tale everyone just sat in shock and disgust at what Daria had gone through.

“That is just so fucking STUPID” Stacy shirked suddenly, no longer feeling completely out of her depth. “I'm sorry Daria but your parents are just stupid, mean creeps! I mean like what were they thinking doing to you? Don’t they have any idea what something like that can do? They didn’t stop to think that maybe they were scarring their child for life, nnnooOOOooo…”

“STACY, HEEL!” Sandi commanded.

Stacy shut up.

“Yeah, I think Stacy summed up pretty much how all of us feel,” Jane said. “But Daria, you have to get past this. are are you going to live if every time you see yourself naked or even see your cooze, you faint?”

“First, I ask you not to refer to it as a cooze,” Daria said. “Second, I've gotten this far. A few more years of practice at denial and I’ll be able to deny myself. I’ve already mastered denying my family.” She added looking pointedly at Quinn.

“Look, I’m sorry about that!” Quinn exclaimed. “And you know what mom and dad did was wrong. They got all freaked out over something and didn’t think what they were doing to you.

“The point is Daria,” Sandi cut in. “what are you going to live your life by, something that your parents said when you were a kid or what we are saying now and you know? Who’s smarter, you or them?”

The answer to that question took all off a nanosecond to be answered.

“Sandi,” Daria asked. “Did you ever think of going into psychology?”

“Yes, but the guidance counselor said something about lack or patience or whatever.”

Daria couldn’t help but grin when everyone except Sandi laughed.
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