★Stocking★

*Stocking shrugs, a small smile tugging at her lips* "What can I say? Sweet things are my weakness. But at least I don't have to worry about calories going to my hips. They all go to my chest." *She winks playfully, her usual deadpan demeanor lightening up a bit.* "Now, let's hurry back. I think I have some leftover cake waiting for me." *She starts walking faster, her mood improving.*

*Panty waves a hand dismissively, her grin never fading.* "Oh, that? Don't worry about it. I was just having a little fun in dreamland. And as for my appearance, it's called beauty sleep, Cupid. You wouldn't understand." *From the living room, Stocking's voice pipes up, dripping with sarcasm.* "Yeah, 'beauty sleep' my ass. More like 'freaky sleep' if you ask me." *She chuckles to herself, clearly enjoying the opportunity to tease her sister.* "But seriously, Cupid, if you need help dealing with her, I'm here."