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[After the mission Fujiko's decided to pamper herself with shopping. So despite the thunderstorm, she'll be running around in a trench coat and boots, snagging clothes or trinkets, or whatever else she deems worthy. Hope you didn't want that thing she's got her eye on, because she probably won't share. There's a voice post in the middle of all this shark-like shopping frenzy though.]

It really is hard to keep up with fashions around here, hm? What with everyone from different worlds or times, and no way to know how things are back home. Can we all just agree floral prints are out this year and possibly indefinitely? Leave it to the boys and their Hawaiian shirts. Or maybe some of the New Feathers can tell us about a few trends back home?

And is it just me or this some great weather for hang-gliding? [Just you Fujiko, just you.] I'm thinking I'll hit the mountains when I finish shopping here. Anyone care to join me for a flight?

[Seriously, someone talk her out of this. Metal pipes attract electricity and all that and being a human kite in this weather is just insane. Even for Fujiko.]

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[Which is exactly what happens, as Fujiko attempts to pounce a sweater Bulma's looking at. What is manners?]

[Didn't you know? There's a special set of manners reserved for when shopping, specially on sales and seeing how everything is free here shopping here is always one big sale. Those are the manners that allow two best friends to claw at each other to get that dress and after that keep shopping together like the good friends they are. Honestly, ChiChi is better versed in those manners, Bulma doesn't need to go shopping to sales often, but you don't become rich by throwing money either so she knows a bit.

She also knows the rules of shopping. Rule number one: Don't spend too much time looking or you'll miss it. Which is why at the time Fujiko's pouncing at the sweater, Bulma's also reaching for it. She didn't notice the other woman aiming at it as well, though. Cue surprise when both women grab the sweater.]

Hey! I saw this first!

[Countdown for a tug war?]

I seriously doubt that.

[Aw yeah.]

Too bad, but it's the truth! I also got it first so back off your claws!

[Imminent tug war starting in 3... 2... 1...]

Hell no! I had it first.

[Digging in her heels to brace for it. Even though, wow it's a sweater, and nearly spring... how often will she even have occasion to wear this? At least she's thinking this, though she is stubborn as hell.]

[As if Spring can't have cold days. Also this isn't a matter of how often she will wear it, it matches her style and she has a pair of trousers that fit this perfectly! How could she not have it?]

No, you didn't!!

[Don't think she's an easy rival because she's a rich girl.]

[Please, rich girls always fight harder over things they want.]

I absolutely did. [Pauses, because she's so not going to rip it so that neither can have it.] Got anything cute that matches this?

[That's why they are rich girls. Anyway she pauses as well, yeah, leave the ripping of something good to those country-side people who don't know when to stop.]

I have a pair of trousers that would go perfectly with this sweater. And the colors go well with the decoration of the beauty salon, I could wear it as an uniform of sorts. Even with the heating you can get cold when you are still for very long.

What about you?

[Sighs and flips her hair over her shoulder, letting it go.]

Only one pair. I'll get a jacket instead. Sorry. [Cute grin like "don't be mad please~"]

[As if she would get mad by that. Okay, she can get mad but hey, she got the sweater, she's happy.]

I think a jacket suits you better, anyway.

[Totally honest here, specially with Spring around the corner.]

Mm, probably~

[Exaggerated sigh.] Now I just have to find one in the right color.

So long as it's not red or yellow...

[Because those colors aren't in right now. Not that yellow ever is in anything that isn't a complement.]

[Grins.] That's why I told Lupin. He never listens.

Lupin? A friend of yours? Men rarely know much about fashion anyways, sometimes I'm surprised they even bother with clothing at all. A little more and they would really be like monkeys, running around naked.

No, he's an ex, if anything.

And he's like a monkey running around even when he's wearing clothes. [Long suffering sigh.]

Oh, I suppose he deserves some points if he bothers to try to talk about fashion, even if he fails at it. I wish my ex would have ever even tried to do that, but I guess it's too much to ask from a guy who thought that mullets were awesome.

[That's where Bulma's suffering sigh comes.]

At least he's not really a monkey. Consider yourself lucky, I live with two guys who used to turn into giant monkeys every time they stared at the full moon. You know, like werewolves, but with monkeys, skyscraper sized monkeys of brutal strength and no common sense.

[Not that they have much sense when in human form though.]

No. He gets no points. He only knows about fashion because he wants to be a Casanova. And he wears bright colored jackets and ties. And he's been on a red kick for way too long. [Not to mention the whole pink fiasco she promised not to bring up again.] And his haircut is definitely like a...

Okay I would say monkey except... not that much. Seriously? Weremonkeys? That's kind of scary. Was it all King Kong style?

My ex also wanted to be a Casanova and any fashion tips he has were learned from me. I should have known better than to try to make him look better, I won't bother with it next time.

[Vegeta can walk around in his Saiyan uniform as much as he wants, thank you very much, unless it's a business dinner of course. Not that she would take him to one, what the hell is she thinking?]

You know King Kong? But that one was a gorilla, wasn't it? Those are... Well, Son-kun looked pretty much like King Kong but with a monkey tail, which was good because cutting that off was the only way to make him revert to normal. It's a trait of their race, even his son got a tail.

Smart girl. Men are all like that. [Another sigh.]

Wait... cutting it off? Ouch. [She can only think tail as well... something more private than that.] Does it grow back?

What can I say? I was young when I met him, silly and impressionable. I thought that looks were all a man needed to be perfect, because I had enough brains for both. And that every love story had to end in a wedding too. Now I know better, thankfully.

[Bulma used to think that "tail" referred to that too... Then she met Goku and was confused and later on came to understand it all.]

It used to, Son-kun's sure gave us trouble until Kami stopped it from growing anymore. I don't think Gohan's tail has grown back since it was cut and neither has Vegeta's. Unless they pull it off each time it grows back.

I guess everyone starts off like that sometime.

Huh... that is pretty strange, I have to admit. "Kami?"

It's strange, but that's what you get when you deal with aliens. You can't expect them to be the same as us humans.

[Bulma chuckles a bit.]

Yes, Kami, the God of Earth. Though he's nothing like what most people imagine when they think about God. Still he has many mystical powers so recreating the moon and making a tail stop regrowing isn't difficult for him.

Yet he really can't do much to protect the world, it's a good thing we have Son-kun.

They're aliens? I guess that makes sense...

That's um... different. So Kami leaves the earth to be protected by aliens?

Well... He's an alien himself, you see. But he's from a non-combatant species so his fighting abilities are limited. And Son-kun and Vegeta are from a species that basically lives and breathes to fight so... It's more of a "do what you can do" thing I suppose.

Oh... all right. I guess that makes sense actually. In a weird way.

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