Kande comes out of her room, dressed in sweats and a tee shirt. She and Heidi planned to wrassle for remote to the TV. As she enters the living room, she feels a draft and looks down at herself.

"Crap!" she screeches. "How did this happen?"

Satan turns from the TV screen and blanches. "My eyes! My eyes!" he wails, clutching his face and falling to the floor. The other Socks turn to see what set him off.

"Good golly, girl! What are you wearing?" Stan gasps.

Kande crosses her legs and hunches over trying to hide herself. She is clothed in a strap of cloth around her chest, sumo wrestler diapers, and argyle knee socks. The Socks who had gathered 'round behind her flee in terror when she bends over, exposing a vast expanse of rubbery hind end.

"Ooh," Kande seethes. "This is Heidi's fault! I came out here dressed respectfully, and this is what happens." She turns and starts stalking towards Heidi's bedroom, the Socks falling in behind and shielding their eyes from her wobbling rear end.

Throwing open the door, Kande bellows at Heidi. "Quit blogging and changing my clothes! This was supposed to be a respectable wrestling match." She stops and stares at her sister. All that can be seen beneath the pile of blankets is a quivering red nose. "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm siiiiiiick," Heidi wails, her voice muffled from all the covers she's piled on top of herself. "Come closer, sister, so that I may bid you adieu."

Kande looks at her skeptically, but does as she asks. "You're talking funny too."

Heidi throws an arm theatrically over her forehead. Her eyes are watery hot orbs above chapped, flushed cheeks. "I think I was poisoned with cage troll sweat. Just throw me on top of a pyre with the rest of the plague victims!"

Kande turned to the Socks. "She's been watching 'Lord of the Rings' again, right? I told you guys to hide those DVD's!"

Dave looks puzzled. "There aren't any plague victims in Lord of the Rings. She must be delusional."

"Ooh," Stan enthuses. "Remember when Gandalf plunged into the pit with the fire demon? I cry every time!"

"That fire demon was one of mine," Satan informs them self-importantly. "Peter was so grateful I sent him, that he gave me tickets to the opening."

"Harold," Dave says sotto voice to the rest of the Socks. "Used to be an investment banker pre-Hell. Very full of himself."

Heidi has pushed herself up on the pillows as they were talking. "Best. Movies. Ever. You should watch them."

Kande frowns. "If you weren't blogging and made me wear this outfit, then who did?" She gestures towards the sumo diaper, which has started to sag.

"Hmm. Who else likes to see you wear ridiculous outfits?" Heidi muses.