AN: O.o;; I'm thinking I should slow down with the uploading of chapters! I'm getting dizzy
@_@. Did you know that I DON'T own DBZ? Not at all... ;_; I'm just writing stories about
it (don't tell anyone! o.o *looks around cautiously*).
The next week past quite uneventfully. Trunks and Vegeta spent time working out
on 2500 times Earth's gravity while Celipa continued to work with Bra, now on ten times
Earth's gravity. Bra was coming along considerably well and her attitude had changed
slightly with her saiyan blood awakened and flowing. Bra wasn't about to let these new
feelings take control of her, though. Bra called up Marron and planned for them to go to
the mall together along with 18 and Celipa. Marron didn't mind and asked 18, who was
emphatic about going to the mall. Celipa on the other hand...
"What?! What is this 'mall' you speak of? I hear you talk about it all the time, but
I still don't know what it is." Celipa roared in anger. "Although, I do happen to know that
if you like it then it can't be that interesting." Bra laughed weakly, shooing away Celipa's
comments.
"Oh, Cela... you'll love it! I've even invited my friend Marron and her mom,
Eighteen along. A mall is a place with a lot of different stores in it. Then you go in and
buy stuff at them!" Bra explained ecstatically. Celipa raised and eyebrow.
"How is that fun?" the saiyan asked, bewildered by the entire idea. Why would
you want to go shopping? It didn't make sense.
"Oh trust me, Cela... just come along this once. If you don't like it, we can go
home after about an hour." Bra told Celipa. The saiyan shrugged as the doorbell rang.
"There they are now! ^^"
Bra got the door, where Marron and Eighteen stood. Celipa scowled at them, but
18 wasn't a girl to be put down by a meer scowl. The android extended her hand with a
crooked smile on her face. Celipa looked at it with a curious expression on her face.
"You're supposed to shake it, Cela..." Bra mumbled between clenched teeth.
Celipa blushed and graped 18's hand. Marron giggled and 18 shot an irritated glance.
Celipa smiled. Maybe she would get along with Bra's friend's mom after all...
Celipa walked out of the changing room and looked at her audience of Bra,
Marron and 18. She had on a tube top with a skirt that went down to just above her
knees. Android 18 tilted her head to the side and smiled.
"I have an idea... I like the black on you and the bad girl image is fitting from what
I've heard. Sir, get her a somewhat short, black leather coat..." 18 said confidently, her
voice still carrying the slightly mischevious tone it always had. The employee nodded his
head nervously and went into the backroom to find it. He quickly came back out with a
leather coat that the android grabbed and handed to Celipa. The coat was square at the
shoulders and only came down to about two inches above the top of her waist. 18 nodded
approvingly, then turned back to the shopkeeper.
"Do you have any medium size black cinch boots?" 18 asked casually. The
shopkeeper nodded and grabbed some boots from the backroom and came back out with
them, handing them directly to Celipa this time. Celipa removed her normal boots and
slipped the black ones on.
"Now just wrap your tail around where the belt would be..." Eighteen said. Celipa
did as she was told and the android nodded approvingly. "That's perfect." Celipa looked
at them with an odd expression.
"I don't believe these garments are suitable for fighting..." Celipa told Eighteen.
Bra's head sagged down in embarassment and disgust. Was that all a saiyan could think
about? Fighting?! It was disgusting...
"Yes, but they're nice to walk around in. I'm sure you'll get used to them after
awhile." Eighteen replied and turned to the shopkeeper. "We'll take them."
As the girls left the shop, two figures in black trenchcoats and sunglasses followed
them through the mall.
"Samantha," the first one whispered. "I still don't understand why we are doing
this and not attacking."
"Quite simple, Nayr." Samantha replied with a smile. "If we attack now, we have
to deal with every single one of the saiyans, half saiyans and other fighters that may prove
to be a problem. If we knock them off one by one there won't be an issue. Now that we
know their power levels and know that they won't be much of a challenge, we can begin."
AN: That's all this time ^^ If you could give me some feeback, that would be great. This is
only my second fic, after all and I want to do better =\ Cya next chapter ^^
@_@. Did you know that I DON'T own DBZ? Not at all... ;_; I'm just writing stories about
it (don't tell anyone! o.o *looks around cautiously*).
The next week past quite uneventfully. Trunks and Vegeta spent time working out
on 2500 times Earth's gravity while Celipa continued to work with Bra, now on ten times
Earth's gravity. Bra was coming along considerably well and her attitude had changed
slightly with her saiyan blood awakened and flowing. Bra wasn't about to let these new
feelings take control of her, though. Bra called up Marron and planned for them to go to
the mall together along with 18 and Celipa. Marron didn't mind and asked 18, who was
emphatic about going to the mall. Celipa on the other hand...
"What?! What is this 'mall' you speak of? I hear you talk about it all the time, but
I still don't know what it is." Celipa roared in anger. "Although, I do happen to know that
if you like it then it can't be that interesting." Bra laughed weakly, shooing away Celipa's
comments.
"Oh, Cela... you'll love it! I've even invited my friend Marron and her mom,
Eighteen along. A mall is a place with a lot of different stores in it. Then you go in and
buy stuff at them!" Bra explained ecstatically. Celipa raised and eyebrow.
"How is that fun?" the saiyan asked, bewildered by the entire idea. Why would
you want to go shopping? It didn't make sense.
"Oh trust me, Cela... just come along this once. If you don't like it, we can go
home after about an hour." Bra told Celipa. The saiyan shrugged as the doorbell rang.
"There they are now! ^^"
Bra got the door, where Marron and Eighteen stood. Celipa scowled at them, but
18 wasn't a girl to be put down by a meer scowl. The android extended her hand with a
crooked smile on her face. Celipa looked at it with a curious expression on her face.
"You're supposed to shake it, Cela..." Bra mumbled between clenched teeth.
Celipa blushed and graped 18's hand. Marron giggled and 18 shot an irritated glance.
Celipa smiled. Maybe she would get along with Bra's friend's mom after all...
Celipa walked out of the changing room and looked at her audience of Bra,
Marron and 18. She had on a tube top with a skirt that went down to just above her
knees. Android 18 tilted her head to the side and smiled.
"I have an idea... I like the black on you and the bad girl image is fitting from what
I've heard. Sir, get her a somewhat short, black leather coat..." 18 said confidently, her
voice still carrying the slightly mischevious tone it always had. The employee nodded his
head nervously and went into the backroom to find it. He quickly came back out with a
leather coat that the android grabbed and handed to Celipa. The coat was square at the
shoulders and only came down to about two inches above the top of her waist. 18 nodded
approvingly, then turned back to the shopkeeper.
"Do you have any medium size black cinch boots?" 18 asked casually. The
shopkeeper nodded and grabbed some boots from the backroom and came back out with
them, handing them directly to Celipa this time. Celipa removed her normal boots and
slipped the black ones on.
"Now just wrap your tail around where the belt would be..." Eighteen said. Celipa
did as she was told and the android nodded approvingly. "That's perfect." Celipa looked
at them with an odd expression.
"I don't believe these garments are suitable for fighting..." Celipa told Eighteen.
Bra's head sagged down in embarassment and disgust. Was that all a saiyan could think
about? Fighting?! It was disgusting...
"Yes, but they're nice to walk around in. I'm sure you'll get used to them after
awhile." Eighteen replied and turned to the shopkeeper. "We'll take them."
As the girls left the shop, two figures in black trenchcoats and sunglasses followed
them through the mall.
"Samantha," the first one whispered. "I still don't understand why we are doing
this and not attacking."
"Quite simple, Nayr." Samantha replied with a smile. "If we attack now, we have
to deal with every single one of the saiyans, half saiyans and other fighters that may prove
to be a problem. If we knock them off one by one there won't be an issue. Now that we
know their power levels and know that they won't be much of a challenge, we can begin."
AN: That's all this time ^^ If you could give me some feeback, that would be great. This is
only my second fic, after all and I want to do better =\ Cya next chapter ^^
