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Bulma, with Archie and Nia in tow, opened the door to the garage and flipped the switch. They weren't too impressed with all the vehicles, considering that they had no idea what they were.
Nia walked up to a sleek little red sports car model and gave the bumper a little kick, careful not to dent it, "What are these things?"
Bulma smiled, it wasn't often that she got to show off her toys, especially to people who never saw an air-car before, or even a land-car for that matter, "That is a land-car. It's a form of transportation on earth, but we don't use that kind anymore."
Archie ran a hand down a big, black truck model, "Why not?"
"Because these kinds of cars cause pollutants, or poisons, to be released into the air. Now, however, the air-car is used and is pollutant free."
Nia came up to her and tugged on her dress, "Then why do you keep them if they have no purpose and are potentially harmful?"
Bulma looked to Archie as if to say, "Does she always talk this way?" and Archie just smiled, nodded, then looked away.
Bulma gave her spiky hair a little pat, "They might be outdated, but they're a part of human technological history. If I hadn't gotten all of them, and the others I keep adding, they would be destroyed."
Archie nodded, "Ah, a hobby?"
Bulma smiled and nodded, noticing that she had taking a liking to an early model of a Rolls Royce, "Very much so, the idea that these magnificent pieces of engineering were to be destroyed seemed practically barbaric to me. So, when I was 10, I begged my dad to go and buy as many old cars as he could, we decided on 45 and I restored them all. And now, whenever I get wind of any major sales, I go and buy everything that I like."
"So what does an air-car look like then?" Nia still had a firm grip on her dress.
Bulma removed her hand and took it in her own and led her off to the stairs, "They are just like those cars, for the most part, but they don't have any wheels."
Archie was following closely, "Then how do they get around?"
"They fly."
When they reached the roof of the garage, where all the air-cars were kept, the two girls had gotten an informative, if rather confusing "low-down" on how air-cars were made and worked.
Nia ran towards a petite, purple model with black flames, "Let's take this one!"
Archie looked to Bulma for the OK, "Is that one appropriate for a 'girl's day out', as you put it?"
Bulma nodded and they got in the car, "I don't think we could have chosen a better one."
Bulma looked into the rear-view mirror and saw Nia's small smile and wondered, even as a princess, how many times she ever got to do something SHE wanted to do...
The two girls actually tired Bulma, the shopping queen, out. They had to go to EVERY store in EVERY mall they could find, and dear lord did they have good taste! Must be the royalty in them.
When they got back to Capsule Corps. they had about 2 whole dino-caps filled with clothing, knick-knacks, and just plain stuff! Bulma had never seen such impulse buyers in her life! Anything they liked, they bought, and they didn't even give anything a second thought.
Archie apparently really liked mini-skirts and had bought as many as she could, along with little shirts, tank tops, and knee high boots. Bulma almost giggled at the idea of trying to get her in a pair of jeans. Nia, at first, had just gone with whatever clothing they chose for her, and Bulma had to explain to her after the first hour of complete obedience that she could say no to anything she didn't like. Nia looked confused, then slightly scared before looking to her sister for reassurance and Archie, with the happiest of smiles, finally got to tell her what she wanted to for the longest time, "It's YOUR choice, sweetheart."
After that, she had gone through her bags and made them return about half the stuff they had gotten. Bulma smiled when she noticed that the majority of clothing was pink.
At the food court, when Nia had gone to the little girls' room, Bulma asked about her behavior, "Why does Nia never say what's truly on her mind?"
Archie sighed, "Because she's a princess."
"And...?"
"As a Saiyan Princess, one must act solely on the whim of your intended, father, and mother. Father wasn't alive long enough to see her grow up and Vegeta didn't care too much about what she did, but our mother was a very cold, sad woman.
"She never showed me or Nia any affection, even when we were babies, even more so after our father died, when she was one and I was 12. When it came time to start training Nia, when she was 3, for being a Princess, and then a Queen, our mother was most harsh. She couldn't talk, move, or even think without my mother having said she could first. For most of her life our mother molded her into a living doll, she did nothing, said nothing, and barely moved.
"I did try to help, but our mother forbade me to see her during her training. Then, thankfully, her first nursemaid died and the next, who was a most sympathetic soul, let me see her only at night. This was nearly a year after our mother had started, so I had a lot of work to do if I was to destroy whatever poison my mother had planted in her head. She was only 4 or so when I finally got to see her again, and it took about 7 months before I got her fully out of her stupor, or at least enough to resemble a real girl. We kept that up, up until we had to go into our cryogenic tanks."
"Kept what up?"
"Having her being Mother's perfect little doll during the day, and me letting her be a real little girl at night."
"That's so sad..."
Archie nodded and smiled at Nia as she made her way back to the table, "I know, but now she gets to be the real little girl she should be."
They didn't stay at that mall for very long before moving on to the next, and the next, and then they were on their way home.
Bulma sighed, remembering their conversation over lunch, then smiled as she got a glimpse of Nia in the back seat asleep, 'I wonder if I'll have a little girl that sweet one day...'.
When they got back to Capsule Corps. Bulma set the car down right in front of the Residence Area so that they would have less of a chance of waking Nia up.
After tucking her in and saying goodnight to Archie, Bulma wearily walked the rest of the way to her room, stripped, and landed on the bed, asleep before her head even hit the pillow.
She would never know how tenderly the man, already in bed, gathered her up in his arms, and finally got to sleep after hours of tossing and turning...
Awwww, I just HAD to put that last part in, I was in the mood for a lil luvy-ness!!! So, am I still doin' an OK job? U know you wanna let me know....(whips out spiffy hypno coin......thing.....) um, yeah ^_^...............
****************Enjoy!!!!!!!!!**********************************
Bulma, with Archie and Nia in tow, opened the door to the garage and flipped the switch. They weren't too impressed with all the vehicles, considering that they had no idea what they were.
Nia walked up to a sleek little red sports car model and gave the bumper a little kick, careful not to dent it, "What are these things?"
Bulma smiled, it wasn't often that she got to show off her toys, especially to people who never saw an air-car before, or even a land-car for that matter, "That is a land-car. It's a form of transportation on earth, but we don't use that kind anymore."
Archie ran a hand down a big, black truck model, "Why not?"
"Because these kinds of cars cause pollutants, or poisons, to be released into the air. Now, however, the air-car is used and is pollutant free."
Nia came up to her and tugged on her dress, "Then why do you keep them if they have no purpose and are potentially harmful?"
Bulma looked to Archie as if to say, "Does she always talk this way?" and Archie just smiled, nodded, then looked away.
Bulma gave her spiky hair a little pat, "They might be outdated, but they're a part of human technological history. If I hadn't gotten all of them, and the others I keep adding, they would be destroyed."
Archie nodded, "Ah, a hobby?"
Bulma smiled and nodded, noticing that she had taking a liking to an early model of a Rolls Royce, "Very much so, the idea that these magnificent pieces of engineering were to be destroyed seemed practically barbaric to me. So, when I was 10, I begged my dad to go and buy as many old cars as he could, we decided on 45 and I restored them all. And now, whenever I get wind of any major sales, I go and buy everything that I like."
"So what does an air-car look like then?" Nia still had a firm grip on her dress.
Bulma removed her hand and took it in her own and led her off to the stairs, "They are just like those cars, for the most part, but they don't have any wheels."
Archie was following closely, "Then how do they get around?"
"They fly."
When they reached the roof of the garage, where all the air-cars were kept, the two girls had gotten an informative, if rather confusing "low-down" on how air-cars were made and worked.
Nia ran towards a petite, purple model with black flames, "Let's take this one!"
Archie looked to Bulma for the OK, "Is that one appropriate for a 'girl's day out', as you put it?"
Bulma nodded and they got in the car, "I don't think we could have chosen a better one."
Bulma looked into the rear-view mirror and saw Nia's small smile and wondered, even as a princess, how many times she ever got to do something SHE wanted to do...
The two girls actually tired Bulma, the shopping queen, out. They had to go to EVERY store in EVERY mall they could find, and dear lord did they have good taste! Must be the royalty in them.
When they got back to Capsule Corps. they had about 2 whole dino-caps filled with clothing, knick-knacks, and just plain stuff! Bulma had never seen such impulse buyers in her life! Anything they liked, they bought, and they didn't even give anything a second thought.
Archie apparently really liked mini-skirts and had bought as many as she could, along with little shirts, tank tops, and knee high boots. Bulma almost giggled at the idea of trying to get her in a pair of jeans. Nia, at first, had just gone with whatever clothing they chose for her, and Bulma had to explain to her after the first hour of complete obedience that she could say no to anything she didn't like. Nia looked confused, then slightly scared before looking to her sister for reassurance and Archie, with the happiest of smiles, finally got to tell her what she wanted to for the longest time, "It's YOUR choice, sweetheart."
After that, she had gone through her bags and made them return about half the stuff they had gotten. Bulma smiled when she noticed that the majority of clothing was pink.
At the food court, when Nia had gone to the little girls' room, Bulma asked about her behavior, "Why does Nia never say what's truly on her mind?"
Archie sighed, "Because she's a princess."
"And...?"
"As a Saiyan Princess, one must act solely on the whim of your intended, father, and mother. Father wasn't alive long enough to see her grow up and Vegeta didn't care too much about what she did, but our mother was a very cold, sad woman.
"She never showed me or Nia any affection, even when we were babies, even more so after our father died, when she was one and I was 12. When it came time to start training Nia, when she was 3, for being a Princess, and then a Queen, our mother was most harsh. She couldn't talk, move, or even think without my mother having said she could first. For most of her life our mother molded her into a living doll, she did nothing, said nothing, and barely moved.
"I did try to help, but our mother forbade me to see her during her training. Then, thankfully, her first nursemaid died and the next, who was a most sympathetic soul, let me see her only at night. This was nearly a year after our mother had started, so I had a lot of work to do if I was to destroy whatever poison my mother had planted in her head. She was only 4 or so when I finally got to see her again, and it took about 7 months before I got her fully out of her stupor, or at least enough to resemble a real girl. We kept that up, up until we had to go into our cryogenic tanks."
"Kept what up?"
"Having her being Mother's perfect little doll during the day, and me letting her be a real little girl at night."
"That's so sad..."
Archie nodded and smiled at Nia as she made her way back to the table, "I know, but now she gets to be the real little girl she should be."
They didn't stay at that mall for very long before moving on to the next, and the next, and then they were on their way home.
Bulma sighed, remembering their conversation over lunch, then smiled as she got a glimpse of Nia in the back seat asleep, 'I wonder if I'll have a little girl that sweet one day...'.
When they got back to Capsule Corps. Bulma set the car down right in front of the Residence Area so that they would have less of a chance of waking Nia up.
After tucking her in and saying goodnight to Archie, Bulma wearily walked the rest of the way to her room, stripped, and landed on the bed, asleep before her head even hit the pillow.
She would never know how tenderly the man, already in bed, gathered her up in his arms, and finally got to sleep after hours of tossing and turning...
Awwww, I just HAD to put that last part in, I was in the mood for a lil luvy-ness!!! So, am I still doin' an OK job? U know you wanna let me know....(whips out spiffy hypno coin......thing.....) um, yeah ^_^...............