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1st shopping trip [Video/Action]

[The blue haired girl who appears on the video feed is nothing short of irate.]

Bad enough that I get taken away just before I got to go home, but some creep changes my clothes while I'm unconscious and leaves me with this plain thing?!

[She looks disdainfully at the plain white sundress.]

Don't even get me started on surgical modification. Ugh. I want to know who's in charge of this sketchy operation so I can give them a piece of my mind!

[Bulla clenches a petite fist and looks like she wants to smack someone. Then she realizes that anyone else who has a little book device like this probably isn't in a much better situation.]

Sorry...this is just so not what I needed right now, so if anyone is listening and can tell me who I should go yell at, I'd appreciate it.

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[The teenager is a decidedly unhappy camper. She just wants to be home with her family where she belongs, but instead she's stuck here. She'd really like to slap the pervert who undressed her and took her clothes. Even discovering that she'd be able to get them back doesn't really make up for what's happened. She's tempted to fly in the air to get a better view of the area in the hopes of spotting an escape route...but she'll save that for later. There are priorities that need to be addressed. Namely this bland little sundress she's currently wearing.

She wanders along, exploring and doing her best to remember where she's going. A couple of times, she finds herself lost and begins marking where she's been with a stick on the ground. It helps, and after a while she reaches the town.

Bulla looks irritable right up until she spots a clothing shop with a cute shirt and skirt combination on display amongst other outfits. Her expression visibly brightens and she makes a beeline for the shop.]

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[He smiles at that response, that usual cocky Vegeta smile he bears, but it's got a lot of care and concern to it now too, because it's intended for Bulla. He even goes as far as to chuckle before he puts his arm around her shoulder, turning himself to face in the same direction that she stood at the moment.] Come, let's get you home. We can come back later and pick up more things for you if you need. I'll explain on the way.

[He starts walking to the apartment, expecting her to follow.] I'm afraid finding the Malnosso is a little harder than that. You see, this isn't exactly a vacation resort. [A beat.] Now I'm not going to lie to you about this. But we're prisoners here. There will be no leaving unless we are permitted to by our captors. [The look on his face doesn't look good at that statement either. It's got him bothered as much as anyone else here.]

[That makes her laugh, the part about him still training. Of course, she doesn't want him to stop training, just to take it easier, to stop hurting himself.

More than fifteen years of peace. It's incredible how that seems as a very long time when it really isn't, but for the past sixteen years her live hasn't been really that peaceful. Not for long periods of time, so to hear that is... A relief. She laughs again and it drowns her tears, it gives her enough strength to start to pick herself up. Because that's what she has always done, pick herself up after crumbling, because strong women don't need someone else to do it for them. She's slightly ashamed for having crumbled in front of someone, she always tries hard to be alone, to not do it where people can see her. But the shock was just too big.

She looks at Bulla again, no more staring but looking at the child. The teenager. And she smiles fondly.]

I'm so glad you've taken after me. You're gorgeous! Here... Let me hug you.

[Let her see that she's real. That Bulla is really there and real, a living being with a pumping heart. Her daughter. The proof and testimony of how her wish would one day be granted.]

[Prisoners? Bulla looks crestfallen at that. At least she has her father. Everything will be okay. She has both of her parents...which reminds her.]

Mom is here, too. But...she's younger. Like, before you were married younger. I don't know if Trunks was born yet, but he might have been because she was only surprised by finding out she had a daughter.

[Something that was hard to deny, considering their strong resemblance. If her mother had been a teenager, they could have passed easily for fraternal twins. There are still a few differences - Bulla's shorter and her facial features are slightly different.]

She gave me an address and she wants me to meet her there in a couple of hours. I think she needed a bit of time to deal with everything. She was wearing one of those yucky little white sundresses, too, so she must have just arrived.

How could I be anything but gorgeous? You gave me some good genes, Mom.

[Bulla's happy to oblige. She even gives her mom a nice and gentle hug. Bulla's back is a little sore, and it seems likely that her mom's will be, too, considering the white sundress. She's always used more force with her dad than her mom, too.]

[Bulla takes a moment to process that. Fortunately, she's able to handle oddities better than the average person, considering her world.]

...we must not be from the same Earth, because I've never heard of it before, but wow. That sounds pretty cool. My mom knows how to build spaceships and my dad's not from Earth originally.

I guess we're not, but then I've met enough people from different earths by now that I didn't much expect you to know either.

Oh really? And where's your dad from?

[It feels so weird to be called "mom", to know that she's the one being called when this girl uses that word. It's not a bad feeling, neither she dislikes it, but it's weird. Bulma hugs the kid softly, careful to not press her sore back and yet making sure that her hold of her is firm and there. That there's no doubt she's hugging her child rather than just thin air.]

I'm sorry... I don't even know your name and I showed you such a terrible thing... I'm sorry, darling.

[He sees her face fall. He knew that would be hard to digest but she had to know, she had to understand exactly where she was. That was information he felt was important for her to know. She'll be fine though, she's a strong girl. She is his daughter after all and he raised her to be tougher than those silly human schoolgirls she talked to.]

[But woah wait a second what?] Your mother is here? [Have a jaw-dropped Vegeta.] Bulla, are you certain she's from a different timeline than us? [That would be kind of bad. They had enough trouble figuring out their lives the first time, all the confusion and emotional pain, mostly on her part though. He had his own emotions to deal with but, he was so concerned with his own training and strength at the time, that he was able to brush it to the side...]

An address. Probably to that idiot Kakarot's residence. She would find him already. He's here too, and he's been here much, much longer than I. [He sighs, this is just insane.] As I'd love to see her right now, and if what you say is true, she's just gone through one of the biggest emotional break downs she's more than likely ever experienced. Let's just say your mother and I didn't exactly get along before your brother was born. So I think it's a good idea that I sit this one out and let her take it all in, if you don't mind.

I'm positive. She didn't even know I existed, although she believed me after we talked about it. She did know about Trunks...so maybe she's from just a little after he was born? Her hair was longer than it ever was while I've been alive.

[She nods. It's actually kind of a relief to know that Goku is here, too, even if it means that he's also a prisoner. It means that her father had someone he could talk to that understood him right from when he first got here.]

She...had a sort of mini-breakdown but she recovered pretty quickly.

[Her mom was strong like that.]

It was a pretty big shock, but she seemed happy when I told her that you two got married and that you're a good father to me.

It's okay, Mom. It was a pretty big shock for you. My name is Bulla.

[Which just cements their similarities, not only in appearance, but even in name. Their personalities are similar, too, though some of Bulla's facial expressions are just like her father's - especially when annoyed or smug.]

Planet Vegeta - the saiyan planet. But he's lived on Earth for my whole life.

[It really does. It's just like Trunks' name, a clear giveaway of who their mother is. She holds the girl a little more before she lets her go, taking another good look at her. Her own face must be a disaster, not due ruined make up -for once the fact that they wake up here with just a sundress on and not even make up is a blessing- but due slightly red eyes and a maybe paler skin color than usual. But it's getting better and her smile is just like always, strong and confident.]

I'm really glad. You look nothing like your father! It would have been hard for you had you not inherited my looks. Did you just arrive here as well? Please, don't tell me you usually wear such plain clothes, you look beautiful but it doesn't suit you.

[She should tell her about Luceti. She should warn her but... It's still a bit early and right now she's not thinking as clearly as she should, really. So she runs for the first thing she comes up with, which is clothes seeing that they are in a clothing shop.]

_{[ There is a long, long, long, long pause. ]}

Oh my god. Your dad is Vegeta.

Ugh, no. I woke up in a field wearing this and with brand new wings on my back. I came here to get my real clothes back, and to find some new ones to wear.

[Although their prospects of getting out of here have dramatically increased with her mother there. If anyone could figure out a device to get them back to the right world, it was her mother. Bulla doubts she can be of much help, but she can try. Perhaps she could lift a few of the heavier machine parts while her mother screwed them into place? She's certainly not a warrior like her father or brother, but her saiyan blood has made her school's mandatory gym classes less miserable for her than they are for some of her schoolmates.]

That's right. When did you meet him?

[Have a very, very curious look, Kirk.]

Uh... I dunno, a couple weeks back? He's here, in Luceti. He has a penchant for wanting to blow things up and homophobia. Oh, and he hates being called a monkey and has gravity defying hair. Sound about right?

That sounds like him except for the homophobia...well, I guess he might be a little bit if a guy was flirting with him. He doesn't like anyone who isn't my mom flirting with him.

[And she doesn't like anyone who isn't her mom flirting with her dad, either, for that matter.]

[It would matter greatly how Bulma would react to him depending on where in their timeline she was from, but it sounded most likely from sometime around the android attack or even later, but not before Cell was killed, from the sounds of it. That still wasn't ideal though, that was the hardest part of their relationship, if you could even call it that back then- and he's going to have to brace himself for that disaster soon enough.]

[He continues to listen to her, which brings a nice smirk to his face.] Did she now? That's just like her. Not letting anything keep her down for a second, no matter how large. [There was some solace in the fact that he was told that Bulma was happy to know about their future. He'll try to look at it from that perspective and try to block out the thought of the inevitable screaming later.] I'm...glad to hear that. She needs some time to let this sink in. You have to understand how much she's taking in right now Bulla, and it can't be easy on her. In fact, do me a favor and don't tell her I know she's here- it will just make her depressed that I didn't come right away to see her. I just think she needs at least one night to herself to really figure things out and do some soul searching.

I'm still kind of stunned he has a wife, much less produced a daughter. He, uh... isn't big on anger management.

[Her daughter also has inherited her fashion sense. Or at least good fashion sense, either way it's good.]

So we don't only look alike but also think alike. Your father must have a hard time dealing with both of us, I guess he really has mellowed as you said, if he's still with us despite there being two girls now. God knows he was the type to bolt away from the planet for far less.

[She can imagine him doing it because Trunks started crying in the middle of the night, like all babies do. Actually, the Vegeta she knows pretty much looks constantly ready to leave. It's one of the reasons why it feels so incredible that he eventually stayed with them.]

You're lucky, sweetie, your wings are of a beautiful color and already match your hair and eyes. Finding good clothes to go with that won't be hard.

[Okay, that makes Bulla laugh. It's quite true.]

Believe it or not, his temper's actually gotten a lot better. My mom's got a bit of a temper too, and she'll yell at him when he gets out of line. I even have an older brother.

[Well, finally back to normal...or whatever passes for normal for Saori, she decides to start answering some of the New Feathers questions.]

I understand your troubles. I hate those dresses too. The wings are worse, but being stuck in something like that...it's awful.

Where are you, young lady? I'll try and bring you something with more color, if you wish.

Well, I have to give your mom credit. She must be a fire-cracker all her own to be able to keep a guy like him in line.

I won't, Dad. I promise. It can't be easy on her.

[And this is why she will argue that her father is a good husband until her face is as blue as her hair. Little thoughtful things like this.

Now that she thinks of it, it can't be easy on her father, either. It must be disappointing to know that his wife's here, but from a different timeline, not remembering so much of the life they've lived together because she hasn't lived it yet.]

Once Mom has some time to figure things out for herself...we'll figure things out as a family.

[It's her indirect way of saying she won't leave him to deal with the fallout himself unless he specifically asks her to. Family was supposed to support one another.]

Well, she's beautiful and a genius, so she knows she doesn't have to put up with garbage from anyone.

[Although no one keeps Vegeta in line quite like his daughter.]

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