Boss attacks: Trash Fashion

“Alright, you’re a bit taller than I was hoping for but I think we can make this work,” Kaytlyn nodded as the fennec kitsune found a step stool. The building was little more than a dilapidated shed on the swamp’s edge, but it had to do. “We’ll win the Trash Fashion Ball for sure.”

 

    “Trash fashion? Like what people with poor taste wear,” Caspian asked as the tall shape shifter stepped over a hole in the floor. The fox promised she knew what she was doing, but her “workshop” made him think otherwise.

 

    “Not quite like that, but similar,” Kaytlyn answered as she set up her rickety step stool. Twig should be along shortly with the requested materials. Hopefully, they found everything she asked them to retrieve with extras. The original list had a slightly shorter model in mind. “Trust me, you’ll be gorgeous.”

 

    “Don’t make me weird looking, I have admirers, after all,” Caspian smirked, running a hand through his rainbow hair. Before Kaytlyn could say something mean, a knock on the broken door caused it to fly open, revealing the white and brown jackalope Twig.

 

    “M-m-miss Kaytlyn, I got everything,” they say as they pull a large garbage bag into the room. It, unfortunately, snags on the splintering floor, spilling its contents all over the floor.

 

    “Wait, you’re going to dress me in literal garbage,” Caspian shrieked, lifting a black-clawed foot out of the way of a tire.

 

    “Everything is sanitized and I have a wonderful vision for you,” the fennec kitsune assured her model as she picked up an egg carton.

 

    “A-a-actually, I hadn’t done that yet,” the jackalope admitted, trying to regather the mess. Kaytlyn waved her hands to send a wave of fire magic over the trash.

 

    “There we go, good as new,” the Druid Sentinel declared, looking at her rainbow hair model.

 

    “I guess I did volunteer,” Caspian sighed as he braced to get covered in garbage.

 

    Kaytlyn and Twig first made a mesh shirt with plastic six-pack rings. They then fastened metal bottle caps to act as makeshift jewelry accents. Old magazines were stuffed inside trash bags to make semi-puffy pants, and egg cartons and a small cardboard box were fashioned into a fancy trash hat.

 

    “There we go. Now go show off how fashionable you are,” Kaytlyn instructed her model. She glared at Twig. “I have a second model to dress.”

 

    “N-n-no, no! I-I-I’m not wearing garbage,” Twig shouted, trying to leave the room.

 

    “Have fun, you two,” Caspian smiled as he left the shed. He had to admit that he made this trash fashion look good.

 

    “Come on, Twig. It’s part of your druid training,” the fennec kitsune smiled, deviously trying to trap her trainee.

 

    “No,” the jackalope yelled, bolting from the shed.