MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA... I have yet to take a guy shopping, but if I did I should
imagine it would be something like this.
Bardock: *quails in fright* sailorverystupid: *laughs evilly* Lets go shopping Bardock. _____________________________
Trunks was pasty white. They had been shopping for 3 hours straight and had only bought 2 outfits, there was just nothing there that he liked, and this Sophie girl was really testing his patience.
"Well what DO you like then?" she demanded
"Clothes in which I feel loose and free, clothes that allow me to MOVE" he repeated for the seventeenth time. Sophie rolled her eyes, but mid-roll they widened.
"Hey Trunks-" she started. Ignoring his exasperated look, she went on "Do you have a mobile or anything with you?" Trunks reached silently into his jacket, to exhausted to argue or even question. Sophie quickly dialed a number and someone picked up on the other end
"'Lo?"
"Hey Bex"
"Oh hi Sophs"
"Hi, look I have a small problem here"
"What's up?"
"Well, you know DBZ." Becky sighed
"What" she said flatly
"You know Trunks"
"Ummm."
"I believe you described him as 'angry looking'"
"They're all angry looking"
"The guy with purple hair"
"Oh yeah, him"
"Well he kinda got zapped onto my sofa and I'm tryin' ta buy him clothes but he's SO PICKY. Couldya give us a hand?"
There was silence on the other end before
"Ha bloody ha, whose mobile are you wasting?"
"His, look if you don't believe me, meet me outside 'Birthdays' in 15 minutes" another sigh
"Why not? I may as well get some shopping done too"
And so, 15 minutes later they met outside the card and gift shop, Trunks with a bored look on his face, Sophie with one of impatience, and Becky of disbelief. The latter spoke first;
"Okay, so you found some guy in a gym and dyed his hair, fine, funny joke"
"Look, your whining is giving me a headache and my temper is coming to an end, if it helps I will openly admit that I am Trunks Vegeta Briefs, but the question of my identity isn't the major issue, the main point here is that I have NO clothes other than these and I don't know where to LOOK!" Becky shut up.
The rest of the afternoon was spent shopping and by 4:45 PM they had bought a further 3 outfits and a suit, because Sophie insisted on seeing him in one. She smirked as she remembered that experience
****************flashback****************
They were in yet another clothes shop, this one filled with racks of grey and black, jackets and trousers. And some shirts further down. At the moment Trunks was in the changing rooms
"I'm not coming out" he declared
"Why not?" Sophie whined
"I look like a complete and utter PRAT!" he answered. Sophie laughed
"Well at least I get the chance to see you looking anything less than flawlessly perfect" Silence followed where Trunks was either blushing or trying to figure out what she was on about. The silence was broken when Becky exclaimed that her personal feeling was that he looked like a prat anyway, "An angry prat" as she put it, and Trunks came storming out of the changing rooms in a fury
"Well now I look like a VERY angry prat" he raged. Unfortunately the only reaction he got from his observations was laughter, lots of laughter. After a while he began to see the humor and laughed with them. After they were out of breath from about 5 minutes of non-stop laughter, they started shopping again, this time deliberately looking for ridiculous clothes, they only stopped when a shop assistant came in to announce that there were 10 minutes to closing time and almost fainted in shock as the woman, who was around 50 years old, beheld Trunks in a loud orange and green Hawaiian shirt and lime green denim hot pants complete with straw sandals and big, black sunglasses. After that they stopped shopping.
****************end flashback****************
Sophie laughed again at the thought and Trunks furrowed his brows in concern at her seeming madness, however, since Becky was just walking along looking as if nothing at all was happening, he assumed it was a common occurrence.
"You never cease to amaze me" he admitted. Sophie started in surprise
"And there was me thinking I never ceased to annoy you and you come out with something like that!" Trunks smirked. He was starting to like this slightly annoying girl and beginning to consider her to be a friend of sorts. Becky broke the silence in which they walked home
"I've come to a decision," she announced ominously "I have decided that until it is proved wrong I will call you Trunks, but if you're not, well, the phrase 'on your head be it' comes to mind" Trunks smiled,
"Good," he said "So glad you're gracious enough to call me by my name" he laughed good-naturedly.
Sorry, I got totally stuck on this and have no Idea what's gonna happen next, any Ideas from the.what. PERSON that reads this?
Bardock: *quails in fright* sailorverystupid: *laughs evilly* Lets go shopping Bardock. _____________________________
Trunks was pasty white. They had been shopping for 3 hours straight and had only bought 2 outfits, there was just nothing there that he liked, and this Sophie girl was really testing his patience.
"Well what DO you like then?" she demanded
"Clothes in which I feel loose and free, clothes that allow me to MOVE" he repeated for the seventeenth time. Sophie rolled her eyes, but mid-roll they widened.
"Hey Trunks-" she started. Ignoring his exasperated look, she went on "Do you have a mobile or anything with you?" Trunks reached silently into his jacket, to exhausted to argue or even question. Sophie quickly dialed a number and someone picked up on the other end
"'Lo?"
"Hey Bex"
"Oh hi Sophs"
"Hi, look I have a small problem here"
"What's up?"
"Well, you know DBZ." Becky sighed
"What" she said flatly
"You know Trunks"
"Ummm."
"I believe you described him as 'angry looking'"
"They're all angry looking"
"The guy with purple hair"
"Oh yeah, him"
"Well he kinda got zapped onto my sofa and I'm tryin' ta buy him clothes but he's SO PICKY. Couldya give us a hand?"
There was silence on the other end before
"Ha bloody ha, whose mobile are you wasting?"
"His, look if you don't believe me, meet me outside 'Birthdays' in 15 minutes" another sigh
"Why not? I may as well get some shopping done too"
And so, 15 minutes later they met outside the card and gift shop, Trunks with a bored look on his face, Sophie with one of impatience, and Becky of disbelief. The latter spoke first;
"Okay, so you found some guy in a gym and dyed his hair, fine, funny joke"
"Look, your whining is giving me a headache and my temper is coming to an end, if it helps I will openly admit that I am Trunks Vegeta Briefs, but the question of my identity isn't the major issue, the main point here is that I have NO clothes other than these and I don't know where to LOOK!" Becky shut up.
The rest of the afternoon was spent shopping and by 4:45 PM they had bought a further 3 outfits and a suit, because Sophie insisted on seeing him in one. She smirked as she remembered that experience
****************flashback****************
They were in yet another clothes shop, this one filled with racks of grey and black, jackets and trousers. And some shirts further down. At the moment Trunks was in the changing rooms
"I'm not coming out" he declared
"Why not?" Sophie whined
"I look like a complete and utter PRAT!" he answered. Sophie laughed
"Well at least I get the chance to see you looking anything less than flawlessly perfect" Silence followed where Trunks was either blushing or trying to figure out what she was on about. The silence was broken when Becky exclaimed that her personal feeling was that he looked like a prat anyway, "An angry prat" as she put it, and Trunks came storming out of the changing rooms in a fury
"Well now I look like a VERY angry prat" he raged. Unfortunately the only reaction he got from his observations was laughter, lots of laughter. After a while he began to see the humor and laughed with them. After they were out of breath from about 5 minutes of non-stop laughter, they started shopping again, this time deliberately looking for ridiculous clothes, they only stopped when a shop assistant came in to announce that there were 10 minutes to closing time and almost fainted in shock as the woman, who was around 50 years old, beheld Trunks in a loud orange and green Hawaiian shirt and lime green denim hot pants complete with straw sandals and big, black sunglasses. After that they stopped shopping.
****************end flashback****************
Sophie laughed again at the thought and Trunks furrowed his brows in concern at her seeming madness, however, since Becky was just walking along looking as if nothing at all was happening, he assumed it was a common occurrence.
"You never cease to amaze me" he admitted. Sophie started in surprise
"And there was me thinking I never ceased to annoy you and you come out with something like that!" Trunks smirked. He was starting to like this slightly annoying girl and beginning to consider her to be a friend of sorts. Becky broke the silence in which they walked home
"I've come to a decision," she announced ominously "I have decided that until it is proved wrong I will call you Trunks, but if you're not, well, the phrase 'on your head be it' comes to mind" Trunks smiled,
"Good," he said "So glad you're gracious enough to call me by my name" he laughed good-naturedly.
Sorry, I got totally stuck on this and have no Idea what's gonna happen next, any Ideas from the.what. PERSON that reads this?