The mall. To Bulma, an object of affection. To Vegeta, an object of disgust. But he had no choice; if he wanted to get clothes for the newly revived Saiyans, he would have to go. And that's how the prince of all Saiyans found himself walking through the food court beside his wife, sulking.

"I'm only going to tell you this once. We're just going to find some clothes that fit. The first clothes that fit, we're buying, and I don't care what they look like!"

"Even if they have, say, a pattern of pink flowers?"

Vegeta paused for a moment, his urge to get out of the mall wrestling with his Saiyan pride. Finally, the former won.

"Yes, even if it has a pattern of pink flowers! They are all subjects, they will wear whatever I command them! Now hurry up and finish consuming that pretzel so we can get started!"

***

Bardock was the easiest to shop for. He was almost identical to Kakarot, and Bulma knew Kakarot's measurements for holiday shopping. Therefore, all they had to do was pick up some clothes that would fit Kakarot. They got Bardock a pair of sweatpants and a turtleneck.

"You're just going to get him one set of clothes?" Bulma asked.

"Even a low-class Saiyan like Bardock knows that the material comforts are unnecessary," snapped Vegeta.

***

Raditz was a bit harder to shop for.

"How are we going to find anything that will fit over that hair of his?" groused Bulma.

Eventually, they solved the dilemma by getting him a vest and a pair of jeans.

"Excellent! Now we just have to get something for that bumbling fool Nappa," said Vegeta.

"Hmm...that bumbling fool could be a problem," muttered Bulma as she lead him to the cash register.

"What do you mean? And why are we going here? We have not bought for Nappa yet! Not that I'm complaining," Vegeta added as an afterthought.

"We'll probably have to go to the Big and Tall shop to get something for him."

Vegeta cursed. "And where would that be?"

"The other side of the mall."

"Baka!"

***

Even at the Big and Tall shop, they were hard pressed to get something for the burly Saiyan warrior. The only things that would fit were a blazer and matching pants.

"Great. In these clothes and with that build, he's going to look like a criminal enforcer," said Bulma as they left the store.

"A what?"

"Never mind."