Revisiting "The Sisters' Rivalry"

Here's the story I made up for “The Sisters’ Rivalry":


I have named the sisters: Hazel (dark hair on the left) and Gertrude (on the right). Here is the dialogue I imagine:

Hazel: (talking through the side of her mouth as they sit as still as possible for the photo)
Gertrude, that hat of yours is ridiculous. It looks like an explosion in a birdsnest.

Gertrude: Well I never! That stupid thing you’re wearing looks like it’s going to fly right off your head. Where did you get that? At Big Lots?

Hazel: You’re one to talk! I hear you shopped through every Goodwill store in town to find that monstrosity.

Gertrude: Whoever told you that is just jealous.

Hazel: Jealous of what? I have more fashion sense in my little finger than you have in your whole body.

Gertrude: Oh really? Well, I have to admit, your little finger is very nicely dressed but as for the rest of you…

Hazel: Oh shut up. Mom always liked me best.

Gertrude: Did not

Hazel: Did too!

Gertrude: Did not – nana nana boo boo!

(I will mercifully end here before the fur (and feathers) start to fly)