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Pink

Cyclonis hated pink.

To her, pink wasn't a threatening color (although, some people could pull it off). It was preppy, childish, and a goodie-goodie shade of red. She was more along the lines of gothic, preferring darker colors to convey her style of wickedness. So, she knew it was a mistake to ask Filia, the perkiest dragon the world has ever known, to help her find new clothes. She just didn't know it would be this painful.

"And this, and this, and-Oh! Maybe some of these." Cyclonis stood a safe distance as Filia threw a bunch of clothes on the chair next to her. Now, the young empress hated clothes shopping in general, but in this case, she needed some new attire for universal reasons. But instead of heading towards her usual gothic shop, Filia whisked her away to the girlish side of a department store and started to choose clothes that would have made anyone gagged. For Atmos' sake, she needed new clothes, not an entire wardrobe change.

"… Miss Dragon," Cyclonis finally spoke up after standing in silence for several hours, "I know you are trying to be nice, but I think these clothes are not exactly what I'm looking for." Though she had more things she wanted to, many appalling things, she had restrained herself in fear of getting lecture on how she should be much cuter than before.

Filia stopped herself from ransacking the entire clothes rack and quickly looked over at Cyclonis. "But Cyclonis!" The dragon held up another pink frilly dress. "These are much nicer than your old ones. In fact, I'm sure you will be so cute when wearing these." The very basis of that statement made Cyclonis twitched with fury. She wasn't trying to look cute. She was trying to be an evil dictator over an empire that lasted as long as the world itself, not a girly teen that is obsessed with boys and dolls.

She took a deep breath before letting go of her frustration. "I know that your tastes are much more… appealing than mine. But I believe that I need clothes that suit my own liking, not yours."

Filia listened, processing what the girl wanted to say. However, the actual meaning past over her head and she just smiled. "Oh, I see." Then, she pulled out another pink dress that was much worse than the last one. "How 'bout this one?" Cyclonis facefaulted to the floor. Now, she was doom.

While the dragon continued to choose out the most irritating clothes to any Goth chick, Cyclonis was trying to figure out a distraction to get out of this mess. It didn't need to be anything spectacular, it just needed to distract Filia long enough to make a getaway. It was then she came up with the most brilliant phrase to every come out of anyone's mouth. In a relaxed fashion, she looked off in a distance and said, "Oh look, Xelloss is taking candy from a baby."

"WHERE!" With one fell swoop, Filia took out her mace from her garter belt and pointed it in the direction of where the so-called Mazoku was doing his evil deed. But instead of facing the Mazoku, it was a bunch of customers, now shaking with fear. She snapped out of "Kill Xelloss" mood and started to look around in confusion. "What the? Where did you, you creep!" She then noticed the empty seat behind her. "… And where is Cyclonis!"

Cyclonis silently sneaked away, finally freed of that dragon's poor taste of clothing. She can now go to her favorite gothic shop and spend all her money on new dark-colored clothes. Maybe she could get some spiked collars and bracelets for a bonus. She was a yard away from the department store entrance, ready to finally escape this horrid chain store. Unfortunately, she was caught by Filia, who persistently look for the girl thinking that she was lost.

"Cyclonis! You didn't even try the clothes I got for you on!" The dragon began to drag Cyclonis back while the empress tried to get away. "Come on, I'm sure all your friends would love to see you in your new dresses."

"… My friends?" Last time Cyclonis checked, she didn't have any friends. She only had enemies and idiotic subordinates. So, she didn't know what Filia was talking about.

"Why, the people you hang around with of course. And there's Lina, and Amelia, and Oh! Gourry would want to see your dress too." Cyclonis soon paled at what the dragon was planning. There was a boundary between just embarrassing and full grown torture. And after she managed to get done with this little shopping trip, she was bound to pay Filia back tenfold.

"I wonder why Miss Filia call us all here?" wondered Amelia as she, Lina, Gourry, Zelgadis, and the Storm Hawks entered the department store. The dragon was really excited over something but wanted to keep it a surprise. Whatever it was, it must have been something special.

"Whatever it is, it better not be anything doom related," muttered Stork, as he wore his protective suit to keep all the "dangerous" germs out. In Merb Logic, malls and department stores were the housing grounds of a million deadly bacteria. In fact, catching one would lead to a life of endless suffering.

"Well, as long as it's quick. I smell hot dogs with my name on them," Lina said as she rubbed her hands together in a villainous manner. She could smell the food court from where she was now and she planned to eat the entire mall out of its junk food supply.

"Funny, I only smell cheap perfume." Lina soon slapped herself, seeing that Gourry had wandered into the makeup section of the department store. She walked over to the idiot and grabbed him before he could horribly hurt himself. Sometimes, she wondered about his intellect in general.

Everyone else watched sweatdropping at scene. Sometimes, they too wondered what went on in Gourry's mind. They then continued to where Filia said where she wanted to meet them. The group waited for a few moments until they saw something fiendish come their way.

"Cyclonians!" shouted Aerrow as the Storm Hawks took out their weapons in defense. Strangely enough, the Talon commanders that made the teen's lives even more difficult were just a few feet away from them. Although, they also noticed the group too and yet, they didn't take out their weapons.

"… Do you really have to do that every time we're in the same place?" Dark Ace asked while rubbing his templates, "Besides, the dragon called us here too for some reason." Amelia's protest on how their friend had a name went unheard as everyone else was confused by this development.

"That's interesting; you guys would be the last for Filia to call for a favor," Lina replied, causing shock to the three. They felt very insulted because of their bad losing streak lately and how they were known now as incompetent underlings.

The three soon reverted back to normal as Ravess retorted, "Oh really? At least we have class. You are just uncivilized and… short tempered." Lina was quickly restrained by the others, knowing fully well that Ravess made a clever insult at her height. Luckily, she didn't make it one about the sorceress' chest size.

Before any real damage could be done, all the lights in the department store went dark. Confusion spread among people before turning to a spotlight on a stage. Filia was standing on stage, pretty proud of whatever she had done. "Ladies and gentlemen! I bring you… The NEW Cyclonis!"

The curtains opened and revealed something that made everyone's jaws dropped. They wouldn't even believe it themselves if it wasn't right in front of them. Master Cyclonis, the dark child empress of Cyclonia, was wearing pink!

Cyclonis stood there in her pink dress, shaking with embarrassment over what she was wearing. Wearing pink was bad enough, but the dress was design too frilly for another modern taste. The miniskirt/tutu combo was lined with bows while her top had frills going down her front. Her short sleeves were popped out like some fancy princess, while her tights were lined with ribbon. Tying her hair behind was one big pink bow that popped out from behind. Seeing the looks on everyone's faces, she finally said in a deep voice, "Take a picture. It will last longer."

Ignoring the threat, everyone took out their cellphones and started to take pictures of Cyclonis in a pink dress. The empress paled, realizing what she had done. 'Give a threat and they'll take it as a request.' Wanting to tear their limbs up, she came up with a better solution that was less bloody and wouldn't end with her going to jail: Tearing the dress off.

Filia gasped as Cyclonis began to rip off the fabric. "Master Cyclonis! What are you doing?"

"Taking this fashion disaster off! I want my Gothic clothes back!"

"You can't! You haven't even paid for them yet!"

"I don't care! You have poor taste in clothing anyway!"

Filia wrestled with Cyclonis, trying to keep her from destroying the dress, while all the guys (except Finn) tried to avert their eyes from the eyes from the entire scene despite their natural urges. Lina, Amelia, Piper, and Ravess stood out of the way, not wanting to be involved. Piper looked over at Lina and said to her, "Wow, I never seen Cyclonis act like this."

Lina sighed. "Yea, well, if I know something about pink, it is irritating."

Author's Notes:

I know have other projects to be working on, but this popped up in my mind. Basically, it was about Cyclonis' fashion tastes and someone trying to change it. Personally, I think she skipped that pink phase that goes through most girls' lives.

Poor Filia. I think she might be one of those people that may try to change Cyclonis over to the Light Side, much to Cyclonis' annoyance. Though, she'll probably quit after seeing Cyclonis hang out with Xelloss and the empress being a bad influence to Val. She'll probably try to make Val evil again.

Well, that's it for now! I'll be sure to put up another chapter to one of my other projects!

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