What's next?

She lost her skirt

Susan emerged on the other side of the bush, but her grey skirt was no longer with her, having been torn in half on the way through and left behind, leaving her with just her white cotton knickers (complete with her name sewn in neat pink stitching on the waistband) and holey socks below her waist. Above this she had her no-longer-white blouse, ripped over her left breast, and a bedraggled school tie.

"Hold on a minute!" She called to the two sprites, who had got quite far ahead.

"Much more practical outfit." Folia said, looking her up and down appreciatively.

"Easy for you to say, you don't have any clothes!" Susan replied, "But where I come from, an eighteen year old lady does not walk around in her underclothes!"

"You could take them off." Barka suggested, Folia nodding in agreement.

"I'd really rather not." Susan held her hands over her remaining clothes protectively, "But if it's possible to get some new clothes for me I'd appreciate it."

"Well, like you said, we don't have any." Folia smiled, "Maybe when we get to the town."

"A town? As in, full of people?"

"If you want to fulfill a quest, save something and earn your way home."

"I see. Okay, but the first chance we get, I need clothes."

"Absolutely." Folia replied.

"Positively." Barka agreed.

"If we get a chance." Folia said.

"Time permitting." Barka added.

"Come on, then!" The sprites began skipping ahead again.