misterbrief | 8th Taunt

[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!))

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You'll get used to it. It's a good thing he doesn't know absolutely everything. But if you want him to keep his trap shut about your future, you're going to have to be up front with him. But I'm sure you can handle it.

[He knows she can handle it, who is he kidding.]

[She pulls an annoyed face.]

It's too late for that.

[Okay, he rolls his eyes. Not at her, but at Trunks.]

Great. What exactly did he tell you, then?

That I marry that short cueball of an idiot.

[There's a certain level of disgust to her tone.]

Edited 2014-01-28 19:57 (UTC)

That's all? Well then. That's not as bad as I thought it was going to be. [Which really, that's a relief.] Besides, I don't see why you're so repulsed. You seem to like it just fine by my memory. Don't you think you're being a little childish about this?

[GG, you've touched a nerve. She practically hisses out her words.]

I'm not being childish. He's up to something!

[She didn't know what but by god, you don't wish to save someone who had been an ass to you without wanting something from them. And part of her disgust is how the question of what that something was is eating away at her.]

[Look at her. This was rich.]

Maybe he is, maybe he isn't. You really think that bald-headed moron is really smart enough to try to pull a fast one on you?

[Come on 18, use your common sense.]

I didn't think the little idiot was capable of much of anything before he popped up with that damn controller. How should I know what else he may be hiding.

[Yes she's babbling. Yes she's angry. Yes she hates Vegeta's damn face.]

Well, he didn't use that controller, now did he? In fact I'm pretty sure I told him to get rid of you and he didn't listen. It's sad, the things Krillin does for you. I almost feel sorry for him, if he wasn't such an idiot.

[This is the point where she snaps out, "People don't do things without gaining something." Then she stops.
... Why is she discussing this with this guy.

Eighteen rolls her eyes.]

Like I care how sad you feel for him.

You won't be saying that soon enough. But go ahead and continue to fool yourself. I already told you. I know what happens, and you get to sit down for the ride.

[Hey, at least he's not lying.]

Just because that future happened for the two of you doesn't mean it has to for me. I'm pretty sure that that kid of yours not being like that other one with the sword proves that.

[This is what she's telling herself. Because she's not going to buy the inevitability of marrying that cueball with his idiotic crush just because this moron and his loudmouth brat say so.]

[Oh he is going to try to shit all over her parade the best he can.]

And my son with the sword also killed you in his time. But since it seems you know who Cell is, that sounds a lot like my time. You know, the one where you get to live. [~~And the one he gets to live in too shhhh~~]

Congratulations to him for killing a clearly inferior double then.

I wouldn't be saying that, android. He's just as capable of destroying you as he was her.

[Okay, so not that Vegeta actually wants her dead, as much as it would probably lighten his heart to see her in pain, but. That's his son she's talking about, he's proud of him darn it.]

He's welcome to try if he wants.

Edited (Here I am, repeatin' words.) 2014-02-06 20:57 (UTC)

[His mouth twitches, because he knows Trunks is capable unless he arrives here from before their training in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber. Otherwise, Trunks might be the dead one in that fight.]

Unfortunately I don't think I'd allow him to do that. You're no use to us dead or suffering a death penalty. I'd prefer to have as many fighters available as possible. Unless, of course, you're going to decide to be useless and sit on the sidelines.

I thought so.

[To that the blonde shrugs a casual shoulder all while giving her hair a little slip.]

If it serves to help me. And at this point, keeping me from dying of boredom is a big help.

You thought so? What's that supposed to mean? [She better not be insinuating that Trunks is weak-! And psh he doesn't care about her boredom aldkfjal;sdfjal;fj]

Oh calm down, I'm not talking about his strength. He's your son, isn't he? So why would you send him into a potential fight where there wouldn't be anything to win even if he did manage to kill me. It's not like I'm attacking you right now or threatening any of you.

Or am I understanding the concept of fatherhood and caring about your children wrong somehow.

[Well, that certainly made him shut up really quick. He's at a loss for a response at the given moment. It probably also helps that he knows she's really one of their allies at the end of the day, even if he hates that fact.]

Fine. You've made your point.

[WOMEN]

Good.

Ugh. [She's so irritating]

Get out of my face.

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