Saturn looked up from his new invention at the noise heard outside his room. He could tell just by the voices it was Mars and Jupiter.
Do they have to be so loud? It's difficult to concentrate when I can't hear myself think... He thought to himself.
When the noise didn't cease after a few moments, Saturn got up with a sigh. He opened the door and glared at the other commanders. "Do you mind?" He asked, though it was more of a growl.
"Oh, thank goodness!" Mars said. "Saturn, please help me!"
He gave her a curious look. "With what?"
She held up a pink, frilly dress. "I bought this for Jupiter, but she won't try it on!"
Saturn deadpanned. "Really?" Was all he could say.
"Yep! Now help me!" Mars demanded, shoving Jupiter towards her room.
"No thank you. And if you are going to continue this argument, could you please not do it right outside my room? I'm trying to focus but it's impossible with your bickering."
Mars pouted. "Fine. Be that way." She then continued shoving Jupiter towards her room.
Saturn returned to his room and sat at his desk, returning to the small machine parts in front of him.
Before he could even really start putting the metal pieces together, he heard Mars calling his name.
Groaning, he got up to see what she wanted.
"What now?" He asked.
She grinned widely. "Behold, the beautiful Jupiter~!" She sang, doing a wonderful impression of Vanna White.
Jupiter's voice sounded from behind the door of her room. "I'm not coming out!" She yelled.
"Pretty please?" Mars begged.
"Fine, but you can't laugh!" Jupiter demanded.
"Okay, I won't!" Mars answered.
The door opened hesitantly and Jupiter stepped out in the pink dress. "I look ridiculous..." She mumbled.
"Nah ah! You look great!" Mars insisted while Saturn struggled to hold in a fit of laughs.
"I disagree. You do look ridiculous. Then again, I suppose that's no different than any other day, now is it?" Saturn giggled, failing to hold in his laughs.
Jupiter gave him a death glare. "Ha ha, very funny." She spat, going back into her room to change out of the dress.
Mars gave Saturn a pout look. "Why'd ya have to go and laugh at her?"
"Because it was the truth. Jupiter makes any fashion style look bad."
"That is not true! You're just being mean!" She said, her pout becoming a bit of a glare.
Jupiter came back out of the room then, back in her usual uniform. She was giving Saturn a look full of daggers.
Saturn was about to say something taunting when his phone suddenly rang. It was Cyrus.
"Yes sir?" He answered, wondering what the boss wanted.
"Meet me in my office immediately." Cyrus's voice said, then the call ended, leaving no room for argument, not that Saturn would.
"Let's go~!" Mars said in her usual cheery voice, walking away.
Before Saturn could even start moving, he felt Jupiter smack him in the back of the head.
"What was that for?!" He yelled at her.
"That was for saying I looked ridiculous in the dress." She replied, then slapped him in the face.
"And that one?" He inquired, rubbing the sore spot on his cheek.
"For saying I always look ridiculous."
"I suppose that's fair." He mumbled.
She then slapped him again.
"Ow! What was that one for?"
"That one was just for fun." She smirked, walking off.
Shaking his head, he followed behind her, wondering what Cyrus wanted from them.