8th Taunt | Video

[misterbrief]

[The video snaps on to reveal a parlor, a doorway behind the young blue-haired girl leading into the living room of the home that it had been built onto. A faint crackle of a fireplace resonates throughout the room, chairs positioned around a central table. The location of many a Fashion Club meeting, its use today was for something similar, but certainly not of the norm. Today, an important announcement was to be had, as well as an example to fashion that everyone should take note of.]

Hey everyone! I just wanted to show off something I made for a minute. Also, thanks so much to Hikaru for the sewing and fashion design lessons. If anyone wants something really gorgeous, you should totally go to Hikaru and Kaoru.

[She motions off-screen, although the person she’s trying to send some sort of signal to isn’t in view yet.]

Presenting...my first experiment in men’s fashion!

[She makes a little face when her signal isn’t responded to right away. Someone has missed his cue.]

C’mon Dad! You promised!

Alright, alright.

[From the side, he walks in, not quite looking dejected, but pretty close- hands in his pockets and looking away grouchily as he stands next to her. There’s an obvious bit of embarrassment in Vegeta’s face, but then again, it could be worse. And well, he did think he looked pretty good in the outfit she’s made for him.]

Thanks, Dad.

[Bulla is proud of her first successful attempt at making men’s clothing that doesn’t fit weirdly. She managed to go right from design, to making a simple pattern, and this is the end result. The outfit in question is a white turtleneck that’s fitted without being skin tight, complete with khaki pants, a belt, and a necklace.]

I didn’t make the necklace or the belt, but I did make the sweater and pants myself. So, Dad? How does it feel? It’s comfortable, right?

[He looks over to her, flushing lightly at the question. What, he’s got to give his opinion on this too? He didn’t sign up for this, at least he didn’t remember agreeing to such a thing. He was supposed to wear the darn thing, be done with it, and go about his business.]

It’s a shirt and pants, and they fit, I guess. I don’t see what’s so special about it.

[He folds his arms over his chest, the feel of the necklace irritating him further. He’s never worn one in his life and he can’t believe this was the start of it. Was this really fashionable for males to wear on Earth? How absurd.]

[Bulla whirls around with her hands on her hips.]

Dad! You don’t have to make it sound like it’s a chore. You could have just agreed that it’s comfortable.

Ah-! Fine, fine! [He picks at the sleeve uncomfortably.] None of it is uncomfortable to wear, and this turtleneck actually fits me in the shoulders and arms for a change, unlike that ridiculous clothing the Earthlings make back at home. There, is that what you were looking for?

[Bulla smiles and nods. She’s not going to expect him to talk about how great the clothes are. Just a little bit of public praise rather than grumping about it not being special is all she really wanted. The fact that he’s willing to support her interest is the more important thing overall.]

Thanks, Dad. That’s much better. I think we’re almost done here. But first I want to know what everyone thinks of my first try at men’s fashion! Your feedback is appreciated, everyone.

((OoC:  Responses will come from both Vegeta and Bulla!))

Comments

[believeit]

....That guy's your Dad?

[Totally missing the point of the entire post. But Bulla you are so nice and Vegeta is so...

...Vegeta.]

[fashionably_strong]

That's right. I look a lot more like Mom. The powers came from Dad.

[She's assuming the reaction is due to her not looking much like her father at all.]

[believeit]

How'd you turn out so normal if your Dad's like that?

[fashionably_strong]

Different upbringing? Dad wanted me to have a good childhood, so I wasn't pressured to train beyond learning how to defend myself.

[Not that she knows much about her father's childhood, but she knows he pressured Trunks to train more when they were younger than he's ever pressured her, and it was still nowhere near what he puts himself through.]

[believeit]

[He just finds it so strange to picture Vegeta looking after little kids.]

That's good, I guess. Never woulda guessed you guys are family, though. What's your Mom like?

[fashionably_strong]

She's a genius who can invent almost anything if she's got the right materials. She's also pretty, friendly, and where I got my love of fashion from. She can be really generous when it comes to helping others...but she's also got enough of a temper to butt heads with Dad.

[believeit]

She sounds like a cool lady. [Like his own Mom, a bit. Maybe they should be friends. Or maybe they shouldn't.]

I've not seen her. I know your Dad though... sorta.

[fashionably_strong]

You'll know her if you see her. She looks a lot like me, except she's taller and in her thirties rather than in her teens.

[Pause.]

How did you meet my father?

[believeit]

He stole my ramen, then dragged me off into a kitchen! It hurt!

[fashionably_strong]

Well, that's weird. Did you accidentally do something to his food?

[She has trouble envisioning her father stealing someone else's food for no reason. He might have if Naruto ruined his dinner, whether intentionally or unintentionally, though.]

[believeit]

No. We were at this buffet, yeah? On the moon. And I was getting some ramen and he stole it off me.

[Sooooort of.]

[fashionably_strong]

Just out of nowhere? Seriously? Maybe he mistook it for his order or something?

[Because stealing a person's food doesn't sound like her father. He's got quite the hefty appetite, but he's too proud to steal.]

[believeit]

Yeah just out of nowhere!

[Kinda.]

[misterbrief]

Yes.

[Who else would it be come on Naruto]

[believeit]

[Just this face.]

Does that mean you have a wife? Is she here too?

[She must be crazy. A crazy lady.]

[misterbrief]

As a matter of fact, yes, I do, and she is here. But I'll have you know she's arguably even more frightening than I. Fair warning.

[He might be feared throughout the galaxy but Bulma is truly her own level of scary. Even Vegeta can admit to this after being married to her for as long as he has.]

[believeit]

She is? What's her name?

And yeah, I know. I think all Moms are scary. [Sometimes his own terrifies him pretty badly.]

[misterbrief]

Her name is Bulma. She looks exactly like Bulla, with minor differences of course. Tread lightly with her. [He's got a feeling Naruto won't though, and he'll say something stupid and get punched. Well, he did warn the boy, so.]

Besides, if you had half a brain mothers wouldn't be so scary to you. [If only Vegeta knew Kushina was his mom. He met Kushina...]

[believeit]

Have you met my Mom? [They can be terrifying at times.]

[misterbrief]

I don't even know who your mother is. How would I know if I've met her or not.

[believeit]

Her name's Kushina, she's here... long red hair, sorta looks a bit like me?

[misterbrief]

[He stares at Naruto for a second through the video. Holy cosmos, that woman was his mother? Now he understands why the boy would have an opinion like that.]

You're serious? Her? That woman with a temper to match her hair color? [Because he's totally got room to talk about having a temper.]

[believeit]

Yeah, that's my Mom. So you do know her? [And yeah your temper is just as bad or maybe worse from what he has seen. No room to talk, mister.]

[misterbrief]

Oh yes, we've met. She decided she was going to barge in on my training session unannounced to give me a piece of her mind about something that didn't concern her at all. I hope your father has her on a tight leash.

[believeit]

...Oi, what's that meant to mean?