What about this one...?
Bra pulled a skirt off the rack and inspected it.
"Bra," Vegeta walked into the shop, he looked a little - rather, alot - uncomfortable being in a womans store, "Would you hurry up?" He grumbled, "I want to get home this century, ya know."
Bra smirked at her fathers comment and nodded a little, "Ya ya, papa."
"What're you looking for anyway?" Vegeta asked, as he pulled a red, low-cut dress off of a nearby rack and eyed it curiously.
Something to catch Trunksie's eye, Bra wanted to say, but kept that thought to herself. Instead, she shrugged, "I'm just sick of wearing the same old stuff, daddy. I want something..." Bra thought of what she wanted, "Something different." She said, decidedly.
Vegeta sighed, "What you wear is just fine, Princess." He smirked, hoping that this might change Bra's mind. To his dismay, though-
"Oh daddy," Bra giggled, "You're supposed to say that!"
"Mom, I'm going to go out for awhile," Trunks said to Bulma as Bra walked into the room, Vegeta in tow.
"Oh, alright dear," Bulma nodded as she went about the kitchen.
Bra gave a flirty smile at Trunks as he looked her over, "Hey Trunks, where are you off to?" She asked him.
Trunks blushed a little and shrugged, "Goten has a new vid' he wants to check out, we were thinking of hanging out over at his place to watch it." Trunks explained.
Bra nodded knowingly and said slowly, "Mind if I tag along?"
What is she upto? Trunks wondered as he eyed his sister curiously, she seemed alot more... Sexy. He thought, She's definately sexy, especially lately. Trunks shook himself mentally. What was up with him? Why did he keep having these thoughts? These fantasies of his sister...
"Well?" Bra's voice pulled Trunks back into reality, "Mind if I tag along?" She repeated.
"Sure, why not?" Trunks said, a shy smile on his slightly red face.
Bra winked, "I'll go get my jacket." She laughed and bounded happily out of the kitchen.
Vegeta eyed Trunks suspiciously, "Take care of her, boy." He growled.
Trunks nodded quickly, "Sure dad. Bye mom!" He kissed Bulma on the cheek and almost ran out of the room.
"C'mon Bra!" Trunks called up the stairs as he opened the front door.
"Coming!" Bra giggled as she ran down the stairs and out the door, "Let's go!" She called over her shoulder excitedly as she took to the air.
Bra pulled a skirt off the rack and inspected it.
"Bra," Vegeta walked into the shop, he looked a little - rather, alot - uncomfortable being in a womans store, "Would you hurry up?" He grumbled, "I want to get home this century, ya know."
Bra smirked at her fathers comment and nodded a little, "Ya ya, papa."
"What're you looking for anyway?" Vegeta asked, as he pulled a red, low-cut dress off of a nearby rack and eyed it curiously.
Something to catch Trunksie's eye, Bra wanted to say, but kept that thought to herself. Instead, she shrugged, "I'm just sick of wearing the same old stuff, daddy. I want something..." Bra thought of what she wanted, "Something different." She said, decidedly.
Vegeta sighed, "What you wear is just fine, Princess." He smirked, hoping that this might change Bra's mind. To his dismay, though-
"Oh daddy," Bra giggled, "You're supposed to say that!"
"Mom, I'm going to go out for awhile," Trunks said to Bulma as Bra walked into the room, Vegeta in tow.
"Oh, alright dear," Bulma nodded as she went about the kitchen.
Bra gave a flirty smile at Trunks as he looked her over, "Hey Trunks, where are you off to?" She asked him.
Trunks blushed a little and shrugged, "Goten has a new vid' he wants to check out, we were thinking of hanging out over at his place to watch it." Trunks explained.
Bra nodded knowingly and said slowly, "Mind if I tag along?"
What is she upto? Trunks wondered as he eyed his sister curiously, she seemed alot more... Sexy. He thought, She's definately sexy, especially lately. Trunks shook himself mentally. What was up with him? Why did he keep having these thoughts? These fantasies of his sister...
"Well?" Bra's voice pulled Trunks back into reality, "Mind if I tag along?" She repeated.
"Sure, why not?" Trunks said, a shy smile on his slightly red face.
Bra winked, "I'll go get my jacket." She laughed and bounded happily out of the kitchen.
Vegeta eyed Trunks suspiciously, "Take care of her, boy." He growled.
Trunks nodded quickly, "Sure dad. Bye mom!" He kissed Bulma on the cheek and almost ran out of the room.
"C'mon Bra!" Trunks called up the stairs as he opened the front door.
"Coming!" Bra giggled as she ran down the stairs and out the door, "Let's go!" She called over her shoulder excitedly as she took to the air.