"I look like an idiot -_-" Vegeta mumbled.
"Did you even look in the mirror?" Silvia challenged.
"Of course not! I don't even want to LOOK at myself in these clothes!" Vegeta growled.
"Come on, get it." she pushed him back into the change room cubicle and followed him, smiling innocently at the man watching.
"It's okay, we're friends." she said. She closed the door.
"Now," she grabbed Vegeta's shoulders and turned him around to face the mirror. "Look!"
"ARGH!!" Vegeta screamed. "I - I look..."
He wore a blue jacket that wasn't fastened up. The edges were lines with yellow silk and there were two yellow buttons on the left - hand - side of it. The cuffs were white and puffy, and from there to a little after his wrist were separate pieces of clothing that slipped on past his hands. The bottoms of this clothing were lined with the same yellow silk. Because his jacket was open, you could see that he wore a white cravat over a yellow waistcoat. The cravat had a jewel on it. An emerald on a golden oval - shaped plate. The inside of the jacket was a pale yellow, close to cream. Underneath a bit of the waistcoat was the top of his trousers. They were black with, again, yellow strips, that ran down the outside of his legs, stopping almost on the bottom of his trousers. On his feet were blue shoes that slipped on and looked expensive.
"You look handsome." Silvia commented.
"Are you crazy?!" he exclaimed, staring at her in disbelief. "I look like a puff!!"
"All fairy tale princes look like puffs, honey." Silvia replied. "Come on, let's pay for these - and we need to teach you some manners."
What's wrong with my manners?!" Vegeta demanded.
"Uh! I'll explain later, you just hurry up and get changed." Silvia said, and left the cubicle. Vegeta started to undress quickly, desperate to get out of those stupid clothes!
~~~
"Okay, now...." Silvia started to look around at the other shops.
"What are you looking for?" Vegeta questioned.
"Ah, perfect!" Silvia smiled. She looked at him, and beckoned for him to follow. "Come on, Romeo."
"Don't call me that." Vegeta growled angrily, and followed her. They ended up outside a shop on the other side of the street. Vegeta looked up at the sign above the door.
"A restaurant?! What are we doing here?!"
"Really? I'm surprised someone with as big an appetite as you doesn't know what you do in a restaurant." Silvia replied.
"I KNOW what a restaurant is!" Vegeta snapped. "But why did you bring me to one?!"
"Well, your speech needs work and something tells me your table manners could do with being brushed up a bit. This is the perfect place to train."
"But I -"
"I won't hear it, Vegeta!" Silvia grabbed his shoulder. "Come on!"
"DAMMIT!!"
~~~
Silvia and Vegeta stopped outside Capsule Corps after a long meal. Most of which had been pretty pointless because Vegeta had proven to be extremely had to train, mostly out of stubbornness. But, he'd have to do.
"You wait here and come and pick Leela up at about eight o' clock, okay? You know where our ship is, right?" Silvia instructed.
"Does Leela even KNOW we're going out?" Vegeta asked.
"Don't worry, I'll talk to her. But either way, come round. One look at you all dressed up and she'll agree there and then." Silvia insisted.
"... Listen, if my wife finds out about this -"
"Oh, how's she gonna find out?" Silvia rolled her eyes. "Listen, don't worry so much. Just tell her you're going out if you need to say anything. Don't you go out for a drink sometimes?"
"Not that she's aware of..." Vegeta mumbled.
"Oh, well tell her you're going to train or something! Surely you can think of one excuse!" Silvia protested.
"... Just don't screw this all up, okay?" Vegeta growled. "Tell Leela I'll see her later." he went inside.
"Hm." Silvia chuckled, and headed back home.
*that evening, five past eight*
Silvia looked out of the window nervously.
"Oh, geez. He hasn't chickened out, has he?" she smirked. "Maybe his misuses found him out... Perhaps he's in danger."
"He's late. It must be a sign." Leela confirmed. "Vegeta and I are not meant for each other."
"Don't be so ridiculous!" Silvia frowned. She looked at Leela. "Come on, sis! He'll be here. Just be a little patient."
"But Silvia, I don't know if I even want to go on this date..." Leela mumbled.
"Well what harm can it do? At least go for the first five minutes. You might enjoy it." Silvia persuaded.
"Okay... but I can't promise anything." Leela sighed. "Frieza was really special..."
"In more ways than one..." Maple smirked, remembering what Piccolo had told her.
"What?" Leela looked at her innocently.
"Oh, nothing ^_^" Maple assured her. She had been suspicious when she'd found out that Leela's date was with Vegeta, because she couldn't help but remember that woman Vegeta lived with. But she and Silvia had talked, and Maple was keeping quiet about Bulma just because Vegeta might be able to cheer Leela up a little. But Leela didn't know he was married.
There was a knock on the door. Leela gasped.
"Silvia, could you answer that please? And, um, if it's Vegeta tell him I'm not feeling too good -"
"I'll say nothing of the sort." Silvia walked over to the door. She grabbed the handle, and looked over her shoulder at Leela. "Leela, you're going on this date."
Leela looked at the ground, and Silvia turned back to the door and opened it.
"Huh?" she was surprised to see the man standing there. Surprised, and amused.
"Er.... hi..." the man mumbled. He'd been hoping for anyone except Silvia to answer.
"Well hi there." Silvia smirked, leaning against the doorway. "I suppose you want my sister?"
".... Yeah..." he reddened.
"Hm." still smirking a little and loving every second, Silvia looked over her shoulder. "Oh, Juliet!" she called.
"Vegeta?" Leela looked up.
" Green Juliet."
"Huh?" Maple was surprised.
"Mm - hm." Silvia nodded. She stepped to the side, allowing Maple to see Piccolo standing in the doorway. "Your Romeo awaits."
Piccolo turned red at this, and looked away, embarrassed.
"Oh, Piccolo!" Maple reddened. "Um, just a sec!" she ran off to the back room and closed the door.
"Mmm, dressing up for you, is she? You must be something special." Silvia said to Piccolo.
"Really?" Piccolo looked at her.
"Well, of course! Haven't you noticed?" Silvia asked.
"I didn't think she was serious about me..." Piccolo admitted.
"Piccolo, do you want to come in?" Leela offered.
"No, it's okay -"
"Oh, you must!" Silvia insisted, pulling him inside.
Piccolo stood, kinda nervous.
"Come on, Maple! Let's get outta here!"
"Oh, I think it's so cute that Maple's found someone ~*~" Leela smiled.
"I didn't think I was anyone special..." Piccolo shrugged.
"Well," Silvia wrapped her arms around his. "If she doesn't want you, I'll certainly have you." she smirked.
"Huh - -" Piccolo reddened, and tensed up at her touch.
"Silvia! Stop it!" Leela scolded.
"What? It's a compliment." Silvia said. She returned to Piccolo. "Well, you've certainly passed my test. You're certainly good enough for my sister - and it's not easy for me to say that."
"Yeah, thanks, I guess. But could you let go of me now?" Piccolo replied.
"Hm." Silvia smirked at him. "Shy, are we? Oh well. The looks make up for that. I can see Maple's gonna have to watch out. A handsome, well - built guy like you must have hundreds of girls just waiting to sink their teeth into him, right?"
"Uh..." Piccolo went even redder. He pulled his arm away from her.
"Silvia! Stop it!" Leela frowned. Silvia chuckled.
"Lighten up, he knows I'm only teasing." she put her arm around Piccolo. "Right?"
"Ar -"
"I'm ready!" Maple announced, coming out of the bathroom.
"It's about time!" Piccolo sighed in relief. "Come on, let's go!"
There was another knock at the door.
"Huh? What now?" Piccolo questioned.
"It's Vegeta!" Leela gasped.
"I'll get it." Silvia released Piccolo, seeming to lose interest, and headed for the door.
"Vegeta?" Piccolo frowned.
"Leela's date." Maple said.
"But isn't he -"
"Well well well, don't we look handsome?" Silvia greeted him when she answered the door.
"Yeah, yeah, let's just -" Vegeta froze when he saw Piccolo. "P - Piccolo?! What are YOU doing here?!"
"Vegeta?" Piccolo looked at him. "Likewise!" he smirked. "And why are you dressed like that?" he started to laugh. Vegeta reddened, then noticed that he was standing pretty close to Maple. He smirked. "Oh, so that's where she's been? I never thought you were the romantic type."
"Huh - -" Piccolo reddened. "Ahhh, this isn't what it looks like!"
"No, it's better." Silvia smirked. "Two handsome guys under one roof." she looked at her sisters. "None of you mind sharing, right?"
"Silvia!!" Maple and Leela both cried out, reddening. Vegeta shook his head. He looked at Piccolo.
"Listen, I won't tell anyone about you and Maple if you don't tell anyone about this outfit - and Leela."
"Done." Piccolo agreed. Vegeta looked at Leela.
"You coming, then?"
"Um...."
"Go on." Silvia warned.
"... Yeah... okay." Leela agreed. She got up from the sofa, and stepped towards him. She gazed at him. He looked....
"Wow..." she gasped. "Hey, you look nice..."
"An understatement. He's gorgeous, sis. And YOU'RE gonna have a good time!" Silvia replied.
"Shall we go?" Leela said.
"Sure. Come on." Vegeta mumbled. He and Leela left.
Maple looked at Piccolo.
"Hey, where are we going?"
"I'll tell you in a minute. Just follow me, okay?" Piccolo told her.
"Okay..." Maple looked at Silvia. "Are you gonna be okay on your own?"
"Of course. I wouldn't want to spoil your fun now, would I?" Silvia flapped her hands, urging them to go. "Run along now."
"Okay ^_^ See ya, sis."
"Bye!"