Chapter 14

Disclaimer: I don't have any affiliation with dbz or any of its characters.

A/N: I'm so sorry I've had such terrible writer's block and it took a ton of brain storming and talking to myself like an insane person to get these two chapters written up. So I'm back on my feet and running with my imagination and will be updating more chapters in the near future. Thanks for reading! Reviews are also appreciated of course

Oh and one more thing has any one else noticed that almost everyone writing these stories takes advantage of bulmas wealth? Like really she takes in any old person and the next thing you know shes their best friend. Shes a nice person giving a home to whoever needs it, and yes I'm aware that I use her for the same pourpuse now too. ;P

Maria's POV

My alarm went off at exactly 5:10 AM as I set it for. It was my big day, finally I could make Goku mine. If he'll have me that is.
Bulma had set our plans to start at 6 am I was instructed only to brush my teeth and dress in lounge attire. My hair looked like a wild birds nest, and there were bags under my eyes due to lack of sleep. I was a mess. How is it that getting ready for a half a day was going to take so long. My date wasn't until before dinner time but I'm sure with the way I looked now we were actually going to use every last second preparing me for my mating night. Just thinking about it made me blush and feel goosebumps form on my arms. I couldn't wait to see him, to have his strong secure arms around me. My thought gave me shivers along my spine all the way to the tip of my tail.
I calmed myself as I went down stairs to the front of the house as I was instructed and to my surprise I faced an abnormally chipper woman. She rushed over with a restlessness that reminded me of an excited lap dog. "I'm delta! I'll be transforming you for today!" She circled around me causing me to once again see her as an excited dog, she did it twice grabbing my face pulling it up to get a better look and smirked, "There's a very little amount to be done. You my girl are absolutely gorgeous! My god we can have you in tattered dirty rags and you'd pull them off. If only you were taller. No even with your height anyone would book you for a fashion show. I'll be making a portfolio for you before were done."
She ended her gushing when Bulma finally came outside looking perfect as usual even if she was sleep deprived from what she and Vegeta were doing long after midnight. She looked in command and flawless all the while pushing us all into the car stating there was no time to waste.
We drove to a hotel that looked like it was something out of a dream. It was breath taking, all the fountains and marble statues were amazing. I couldn't help but stop and stare in awe for a moment. Thankfully Bulma allowed me to do so but as soon as I was finished she rushed me into a room and got straight to work with delta.
I was washed, buffed and polished within an hour. The next step was applying my makeup and even though Bulma taught me everything she knew in the ways of makeup I wasn't allowed to lift a finger. I wasn't even allowed to see how they did I suppose I had to trust their judgment, besides Bulma knew Goku more than I did and stated that I was a much better match for him rather than his ex wife. I didn't meet the woman but from what I heard my brother thought of her as a wild cat sent from hell to make Goku miserable not allowing him to do what he was best and happiest doing aka training and fighting. I snapped out of my thoughts as delta yanked my attention to her and what she wanted me to do for my portfolio. I had no clue what that was anyway I just nodded and allowed her to do as she pleased. These few hours were based solely on those two remaking me head to toe. My hair was left down hanging in loose ringlets, and my makeup made me appear glowing and flawless even though they used little to nothing wanting just to have me look as natural as possible.
Next was what I was to wear they put me in a white sundress that clung to my curves and flared out at my waist stopping mid thigh and a pair of ballet slippers. At least delta wasn't alarmed by my tail and just told me to keep it wrapped around my waist so it'd look as if I were wearing a belt. The next thing we did confused me a bit as delta walked us outside to the courtyard pulling out a high tech camera. "Ok darling we're just going to take some pictures then you'll be free to go. I'll sent you the responses as soon as I get them!"

She had me go into all these different positions and I vaguely wondering what the guys were doing this whole time…