Prompt: Dirk wearing a dress
“Of course, you would choose yellow,” were the first words out of Todd’s mouth when he saw the dress. This reaction was really a testament to how much time he had spent with Dirk, enough that the dress itself wasn’t that much of a shock.
“Oh! Todd, I’m so glad you’re here, can you zip me up?” Dirk said, turning around. Todd glanced over at Farah – who was straightening the cuffs of her tuxedo, an outfit she had evidently been able to put on without any extra assistance – and she just shrugged at him, so he sighed before stepping over to zip up the dress.
“Do I even want to know why?” he asked, eyeing a particularly ridiculous looking blonde wig that sat on the coffee table but was obviously destined for Dirk’s head.
“No,” said Farah, just as Dirk opened his mouth (no doubt to say the opposite). “Dirk, you need to put on some makeup. If we’re doing this, we’re not taking any risks by half-assing it, okay?” she continued firmly.
“Drag convention, very important to the case,” Dirk explained in a stage whisper once Farah had turned her back, though nobody in the room was under the impression that she couldn’t hear him. Alarm bells were beginning to ring in Todd’s head.
“Right. Well, good luck, I think I have plans to see Amanda so-“ Todd was cut off.
“Nice try. Your outfit’s in the bathroom,” Farah interjected, sounding very much like somebody who wouldn’t have their mission put in jeopardy by anything so silly as Todd not wanting to put on a dress. Dirk was grinning, and Todd was regretting the fact that Farah took her job at this ridiculous detective agency so very seriously.
He regretted it less when, three hours later, Farah was
hauling them both out of a gun-fight as Dirk chattered excitedly about all the
progress they’d made. Allowing Dirk to snap a photo of them all at the
convention, though, Todd would regret forever.
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