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[not_the_s]

Kon stared at the shoes in consternation. Surely it couldn't be that hard to put on high-heeled shoes. Women did it all the time. Of course, he was pretty sure that most of the time, the shoes didn't have all kinds of laces and stuff. Slip on, slip off. He couldn't even wear them with pants and the clothes box had given him a leotard like the kind wrestlers wore. Someone, he wasn't sure who, had told him that if he was going to wear shoes like that, he had to wear stockings, and so on they went. It was the shoes he was having trouble with.

When he finally got fed up, he grabbed the shoes and went upstairs. "Shoes!" he yelled. "I need help with these shoes! Someone has to help me with my shoes! I can't put on these shoes!" He was getting stares, but he either didn't notice them or didn't care. Mostly it was that he didn't care. Why should he care that people were looking at him? People always looked at him. He was used to it. Maybe not so much anymore, but maybe this was the start of something new.

He stopped the first person he saw by standing in front of them and blocking their way. "Can you help me with my shoes?"

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[slowspeedster]

"Uh, Kon, what are you doing?" Bart asked, eying him dubiously. The Island was doing stuff again, and apparently it had decided Kon needed more excitement in his life. At least, that's what it looked like.

"And what in the world are you wearing?"

[not_the_s]

Kon grinned. "Bart! My bestest bud that ever was! Perfect. I need your help. I borrowed Valkyrie's shoes and I don't have a clue how to put them on." They were a little on the tight side, but at least he could fit his feet inside. It wasn't the fitting that he was having a problem with. It was the putting the shoes on everywhere else. There were straps and buckles and laces and he wasn't sure how women didn't run screaming at the thought of putting these on. He certainly had.

[slowspeedster]

"Those aren't your size," Bart said, frowning. "Maybe you should go return them and get something that fits from the damn box. Although I'm not really sure why you would want to."

[not_the_s]

"They're close enough. Stop ruining all my fun. Remember when you used to be the fun one? And then you turned into an old man and then I..." Kon smirked a little. "Let's just say that you don't want to know, huh? Leave a little air of mystery to all of my sordid deeds, right? Right. So why don't you get on your knees and help me with these?"

[slowspeedster]

"Because I worry about you when you start acting like you've had a personality transfusion. You did mention the island tends to go crazy for valentine's day, but I expected more of a mood theme change like last year," Bart said, sighing a little, and then gave into the inevitable. There certainly were an awful lot of buckles. "Do you want to explain how you ended up like this?"

[not_the_s]

"Like what?" He looked down at himself. "Oh, do you have any idea how hard it is to get pantyhose on over jeans? And the pantyhose were....someone's idea." He couldn't remember whose. It didn't matter anyway. He just needed to get the shoes on to prove that they wouldn't hurt as much as Tony had made it seem.

[slowspeedster]

"Of course hose don't go over jeans. Are you drunk?" Bart asked, frowning. "I think the island has gotten to you. Either that or a nervous breakdown. You should forget the shoes and find some real clothes."

And now he was worried. He wondered if maybe he should try to find a way to keep Kon hostage until he came to his senses again.

[not_the_s]

"I am not drunk. When am I ever drunk?" Kon held up a shoe in order to make his point. "Don't answer that. I'm fine. I just need to get these shoes on and you were supposed to help. Here." He handed Bart the shoe. "Put it on." He lifted his foot and put it straight in Bart's lap. "I even promise not to wiggle my foot...too much."

[slowspeedster]

Bart shifted back so that Kon's foot wasn't close to anything, well, sensitive, and started to slide the boot on in resignation. "If you wiggle your foot, I might have to just leave. My girlfriend would object to that kind of teasing."

[not_the_s]

"Spoilsport," Kon said without meaning it. He didn't really care one way or the other. "You would have asked me to do it the last time you were here. Of course, the last time you were here, you were a lot grumpier than you are now."

[slowspeedster]

"No, I wouldn't," Bart said, pretty sure on that. "Not when you're not acting like yourself."

He did start doing up the buckles, not sure what to say about what was going on. "Things get strange around holidays, remember?"

[not_the_s]

"You can and you did. But it's okay. You vanished after that. Didn't have to worry about me trying to screw you on Tim's bed." Kon bent over and watched Bart's methodical bucking. He was so focused on that part that he missed the question directed at him entirely.