Drabbles Written between 11:30 and Midnight

A/N: Hey guys. How's life? Good? Cool. This one's a bit shorter, but I had fun writing it. An interesting assortment of characters, no? Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts or Macy's.

The challenge: GIRL POWER. Oh yeah.

Drabble 2: GIRL POWER

"Oh God, not the pink one. Never the pink one." Larxene's face displayed complete disgust. "Why do people assume girls always like pink?"

"Ugh, I know," Kairi commented, admiring her reflection in the mirror as she twirled, checking out her appearance in the pink dress. "It's total and complete discrimination."

"I'm sure they have other colors," Naminé, a blonde-haired, petite wisp of a girl, spoke up.

The three girls were in the Macy's dressing room, Larxene and Naminé sitting on a bench while Kairi tried on dresses she could possibly wear to the company party on Saturday night.

Larxene, the tallest of the three, and also blonde, stood up and stretched. "That's not the oint. Why is the only version on display and worn by the mannequin… pink?" She sat back down and inspected her nails, which were painted a striking shade of yellow.

"Well, we're not exactly helping the stereotype here," Naminé pointed out, looking at her friend. "Here we are, a bunch of girls, in a Macy's dressing room, trying on dresses. How much more stereotypically female can you get?"

"Still, she doesn't have to wear pink," Larxene muttered darkly, leaning back against the wall behind her.

"Alright, alright." Kairi stopped twirling. "Pink is out. Forever."

"Thank God," Larxene proclaimed, looking up toward the ceiling.

"It looked really good on you, though," Naminé claimed, looking at Kairi.

"Oh, come on. Show a little… I don't know…" Larxene paused, thinking, looking for the right words. "…girl power."

Kairi laughed. "And how does not wearing pink to a company party show girl power, Larxene?" The red-haired girl receded into the nearest changing stall.

"I don't know! Rejection of the norm?" Larxene suggested, frustrated.

"Rebellion?" Naminé chimed in.

"Admit it, Kairi," Larxene began casually, waving a hand in the air, "You wear pink just about everyday. It's kind of revolting."

The pretty pink dress came flying at Larxene from over the stall Kairi was changing in.

"Hey!" Larxene shielded her face with her hands as the garment made contact.

"How's that for girl power, Larxene?" Kairi teased from behind the door, "See? A pink dress can be useful!"