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

mind if i threadjack? :3

[derpivity]

[He came across this post and found it sweet but when he found this particular conversation, Minato suddenly frowns.]

I'd appreciate it if you don't regard my wife like that. She's not an animal that needs to be kept on a leash.

[Of course, he knows Vegeta meant Minato should keep her in line but he doesn't have any right to say this.]

go for it!

[misterbrief]

[Oh look, it's the father in question. He can see the resemblance between the idiot son and this man.]

When she gives me good reason to, I will. I don't appreciate being badgered by some woman I've never met in my life in regards to something that doesn't even concern her. Trust me, I get enough of that in my own home.

[Because Vegeta's wife can be a total bitch, and he's not afraid to say it.]

bwahaha

[derpivity]

My wife wouldn't bother anyone without good reason.

[You must be some real jerk for her to call you out on it or something. But his last sentence catches his attention.]

But, what do you mean you get enough of that in your own home? [Did you also marry a motormouth?]

[misterbrief]

[Dear god Minato might understand Vegeta's plight]

I mean exactly what I said. I've already got a wife that makes my eardrums bleed every second of the day.

[He looks exasperated at the thought, but there is- surprisingly- good things he can say. He wouldn't of married her otherwise.]

[derpivity]

[Yes, he most probably might.]

Ah, so your wife can also be a little loud, huh?

[There's this undeniable hint that Minato's own wife is a motormouth too judging from his question. Oh, Vegeta, he can totally understand you.]

[misterbrief]

[He catches the hint. He had already deduced this from his and Kushina's meeting, but hearing it from Minato too puts the Saiyan more at ease with the subject.]

You guessed it. But I think loud is an understatement. [See, he's like this with everyone, not just Kushina, Minato!] We Saiyans have enhanced hearing in comparison to you humans, but I think at this point it might have degraded to something even less than that.

[He sighs. His life is suffering.]

[derpivity]

[Yup, Minato can totally tell. Maybe it comes with getting old. Brb getting off your lawn now, Grandpa Vegeta!]

I'm sure your wife can be loud sometimes because she needs to get a point across?

[misterbrief]

Or for the simple sake of yelling. It's one of her favorite pastimes. [Seriously Minato. His ears. His sanity.]

But I imagine you'd also know what I'm talking about. I might even go out on a limb and say that you and I share the same fate.

[derpivity]

[That actually makes Minato smile a little because, while probably true, he didn't expect Vegeta to say it out loud.]

I'd like to believe we don't for two things. One, because I have yet to meet your wife. And two, I have learned to put up with my own wife's demeanor.

[And love her, motormouth and all. Have you done the same, Vegeta?]

[misterbrief]

[Okay, he'll let Minato have his benefit of the doubt. Bulma can be very nice to people who are not Vegeta.]

As have I. I tune her out when she starts on about something totally irrelevant. As you can imagine, you have to if you're to survive as long as I have. Twenty years is a long time, friend. But doesn't mean I can stop what physical damage she does.

[derpivity]

[Wow, Vegeta called him 'friend.' Now that's something.]

How destructive is she?

[misterbrief]

[Don't get ahead of yourself Minato, he's called people he's slaughtered mercilessly friend too. But it's more likely that Minato could actually be more of a friend than...those dead people.]

Only destructive enough to damage my ear drums. Other than that, nothing I can't handle. Humans weapons don't exactly work on a Saiyan, so her voice is all she's got. [He shrugs.] I suppose I wouldn't have it any other way regardless. That same voice can be turned on others, and I'd be lying to you if I said I didn't enjoy it.

[Because there is seriously nothing more satisfying than watching Bulma chew out Goku. Nothing. Or Chi-Chi, for that matter.]