P² : Powerpuff Girls DZ

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I sweatdropped myself as I practically ran over to the vault, and quickly typed in the code. 5-11-14 I sighed as the airlocks disengaged, and the locking mechanisms began opening one at a time as I started answering. "Of course I'll pay for the shopping..." After all, it wasn't like I couldn't afford it...


"As for school, yes, I'm fairly sure she'll be going to classes at your school. Ken.. Well, he's a bit.. advanced for his age, putting him into public education would be a waste of time." I said, and slowly, the door slid open, revealing a young girl stalking inside a far, far too large coat. "Aren't you kidnappers even going to provide me with some decent clothes?!" was immediately shouted when she saw us, and I sweatdropped again. This was a very.. Interesting day so far...
 
I was silent as the two chattered away, focused on the clothes I was wearing. I really didn't get why they were making such a fuss about it, these were just clothes… fabric, a material to hide your stuff from the world. Although, how I got it was a bit peculiar, it didn't bother me much. I do look good on it.

With a frown (I hate it when I can't work something out), I pulled on the zipper. It didn't budge, not one bit. Okay, the zipper is busted. I tried pulling the sleeves off my arm, but it was futile. "Oh." I mumbled quietly to myself, finally realizing why Princess Loudmouth had been so irritated with her clothes.

Speaking of which, Princess Loudmouth's sudden squeal snapped me out of my thoughts, just in time for me to hear what she had done to get her clothes back. She said that she merely thought about how to transform, and so I did exactly what she said. In a matter of seconds, I felt the loose cloak disappear, and soon I was wearing my normal clothes again. "Why, thanks for the tip, Princess!" I called, with the pleasant hint of sarcasm, after her.

Now turning to Dash, I scowled. "And you," I rolled my eyes, "you utterly suck at insulting!" I could feel myself grinning wickedly as I added, "Unless... you were trying to flirt with her instead?" I said the last part loudly, hoping that the loudmouthed princess would hear.
 
"I'm not trying to insult her..." I muttered, apparently ignoring his other comment. I WASN'T flirting with her, that much I knew. "Don't make unreasonable accusations, Zachery." Of course, I was just taking a stab at his full name. Then again, what else could it be? "Now, if you'll excuse me, your highness, I must be on my way. I have business to attend to!"
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I followed the Professor to the vault, and I leaned over a peered in from beside him. When I finally heard what the girl had said, however, I lost my balance and fell flat on my face. Maybe Ayu was starting to wear off on me a little... I quickly recovered, and shot up, pointing a finger at the girl. "Kidnappers!? You were attacking innocent people almost an hour ago, and now you're calling us kidnappers!?" I suddenly heard a door open and then close shut, and I spun around to see Ayu. She was rubbing her eyes in an attempt to eliminate residue, and I noticed her face was still stained with the marks of fresh tears. She had been crying still?

'Wh... what's going on?"
 
OOC: Editing to prevent stagnation, I have temporary permission to powerplay Miyako for this, and thusly allow a minor plothole. I apologize for the poor match to her in this post.

I would have smiled if it wouldn't screw up all my plans. "Attacking people?" I asked, my voice confused, my anger derailed for a moment, but it came back full force. "What kind of story are you people trying to make? Kidnapping me, drugging me, then framing me? What's going on here?!" I yelled, stomping forward, until the coat tripped me over, sending me face first into the metal floor. "Owww...."

I sweatdropped at her antics, and slowly turned to the others after she fell, and whispered behind my hand at them "I'm not certain what effects Chemical Z can have on individuals, amnesia, delusions could be some, for all I know.." I said, and trailed off, looking at the girls. "Would either of you happen to have another set of clothes? That coat seems to be a danger to her." I muttered, watching as the girl slowly fought her way to her feet...

I turned around at the professor's words, trying not to let the irritation I felt show in my voice. "I went shopping for me, so I'm not really sure how it would fit, but I did get something else." I said, hinting. I had put a lot of work into searching for just the right outfits,, and here I was, needing to give them away... I supressed a slight sigh, and walked off to where I had left my bag. "Things could always be worse." I told myself, and cheered up considerably. After all, when I transformed, I got one better than either of the outfits I had bought...

I sighed at the ruckus coming from outside, and stood up, shaking my head. How could I focus on the show with all that arguing going on outside? I walked out, and noticed Miyako walking off, with Momoko, Ayu, and the Professor outside that big metal door, and I walked over curiously. "Oh, so that's where you put her." I said, as if locking a girl in the vault was the most natural thing in the world. I looked her over for a moment, before stepping up, cracking my knuckles. "Ready to go another round, I take it?" He had certainly been aggressive before... I sweatdropped, nearly falling over when I heard a question, more curious than angry. "Who are you?"
 
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"You're kidding, right? She HAS to be faking it! It's got to be some sort of trick! She's lying!" I yelled as I finally clued into what was going on. While I was saying this, I walked to the door slowly and pointed my finger at her, while leaning on Momoko for support. I had almost fallen over moments before, and Momoko had caught me, reminding me that I was still sick. Of course, Kaoru had said nothing to me about my condition. "What the heck, Professor?" I hesitated upon saying his name. he was technically my dad now, what was I supposed to call him? "She- He is trying to get himself out of trouble, thats all! He's obviously lying..." My illness kicked in again, and I almost fell. Instead of doing so, I relied on Momoko to support me again.
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I was becoming concerned with Ayu. Most people would stay in bed in her condition. She, however, stubbornly came out and started getting angry and yelling. She actually reminded me a bit of Kaoru when she was like this. I caught her at least twice as she had her fit. During her episode, I noticed hesitation in her talking pattern while talking to the Professor. Was she nervous?
 
I blinked in apparent confusion, staring at Ayu for a long moment as she ranted. "Something..." I said, trailing off as I stared. "Something about you makes me think I've seen you before." I said, not noticing as the blond girl weaved her ways past the others, and was handing something out at me, and I looked at her curiously.


I thouht for a moment, stroking my chin at her words. It was a good act, if that's what it was... "Ken... The polygraph, please." I said, and my son jumped, startled from around the corner. "R-right Papa, I mean, Professor!" He said, walking off to get the machine. There was one way to tell...

I sighed as I walked back, carrying a bndle of cloth. I held out the outfit to her, deciding that if the professor was funding the wardrobes, I could make up for this.. What I held to the girl was a small, white blouse, with half sleeves that should stop at her elbow, along with a light blue skirt.

I looked at the stuff for a moment, before I gently took it from her hands, and nodded. "Thanks, I really, umm.." I said, trailing off. I couldn't say that I appreciated it, that would make me appear too in control. Instead, I paused a moment longer and then said "Erm... May I have a little privacy to change?" I asked, and the blonde girl respectfully nodded, slipping her way out, and the man blushed slightly, taking a step back and beginning to fiddle with that giant door's controls...
 
"I don't trust her, not at all!" I exclaimed angrily. I had basically been ignored earlier, not a single person had acknowledged that I had been talking. "Kaoru! You can't tell me your not suspicious!?" She was the one person I expected to share my idea, but she hadn't said much since she arrived. It was surprising that I had not fallen or anything in a short while. Apparently, Momoko thought so too. Just as it had dawned on me, she grabbed my shirt, pulled me over to her and put her hand on my forehead, a look that was both curious and concerns on her face.
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"Yup, your fever has definately gone down!" I exclaimed to Ayu happily as I removed my hand from her forehead."In fact, I'm pretty sure it's now gone completely!" It was good and all that she was better, but was she going to get sick every time she transformed back. That reminded me... I hadn't changed back yet.

I stealthily stepped out of the room towards the room with the large beam we had been shot with earlier that reversed our transformation. Now... how to make it work... In the end, I decided the best way to do it was to, well, kick it! I did so, and I closed my eyes as the beam hit me, changing me back to normal. After the light cleared, I grabbed the ice cream from the fridge, along with a few other snacks, and brought them to the others, stuffing my face with cookies on the way. "Ice cream!"
 
I looked at ayu for a moment, and shrugged. "There's no way a trust her yet." I said, and then cracked my knuckles for emphasis. "But I'm hoping that she tries something, just so that I can get back for some of those slaps." I said, grinning evilly.

I found my cheeksm flushed slightly once I was dressed, and saw a dim reflection on the inside of the door, and carefully fought my expression to neutrality, and the blush faded. I couldn't show that this was uncomfortable or emberassing, and I had to work with these clothes perfectly, or else it would only hamper my story... I couldn't stop a very slight growl though as I kicked my coat. "I'm going to KILL that old pervert!


I rested up against the vault door, thinking as the sound of a squaky cart came up. Ken was shoving a moving stand on wheels that was tlaler than he was, and on the top was a mahcine with several wires attached to electrodes, as well as a roll of paper and recording tools. A polygraph could help me figure out who this girl was, that was for sure. Or at least, figure out what was a lie, and what wasn't...
 
Taking my maple syrup flavored ice cream from Momoko, I cheerily ate the ice cream as though I wasn't irritated that I had just given up two great outfits, and swinging my feet as I ate I hummed for effect. Well, it was more like a hum mixed with singing, but who knew? It didn't matter to me, but I listened to Ayu and Kaoru talk about how they didn't trust the good-girl-once-guy-villian-turned-both-gender-girl. If that made any sense.

"I trust her!" I chirped, giving Peach a spoonful of my ice cream, "She seems nice! Even though she was bad before, she could be good now! Don't you ever watch those TV shows where the good guy has an evil side and he doesn't know it? Maybe that's the scene here! How exciting!" I squealed, stars in my eyes, "It's like we're in a real live television show! And we're the stars!!"

If that was true, giving up those two outfits would be totally and completely worth it. Besides, I'd make them give those clothes back to me later. Shopping for them would be fun.

And we'd go, now.

"Let's go shopping!" I cheered, finishing off the last bite of my ice cream in a hurry, "Come on come on! Ayu's fever is down and it's a great day for going outside!"
 
'Of course you trust her... she could probably rip off your arm and you'd still trust her." I muttered to myself, barely audiable, in response to Miyako's declaration of trust. As I continued to listen to her rambling, I sweatdropped, the drop growing larger with every word I heard. "Television show... right..."

I froze suddenly as I heard her mention shopping, and I flung around to face her. "Shopping... for girl stuff?" That insecurity I was feeling earlier suddenly returned as I was reminded of my situation. "Right..."
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"It'll be okay, Ayu!" I exclaimed in a cheerful tone, in an attempt to lighten her spirits again. "We'll make shopping fun! All of us! We'll find you a cute outfit for your first day of school!" I couldn't exactly sympathize with her, I had never been in this sort of situation. The most I could do was, like Miyako, make things fun for her. Who knew? Maybe she'd find some common ground with us, and eventually accept whats happened? "By the way, what are we doing with the other girl?"
 
I grinned as the vault opened again, and I was standing there, perfectly dressed. The reason I was grinning, was the polygraph. It could be fooled, as long as I kept completely calm.. I'd just have to convince myself of what I decided to say...


I sighed as I stepped out of the vault, with relief. I adressed the girls, as ken began to push the polygraph off. "I jsut tested her witha lie detector. She has no memories of anything a while ago, and only bits and peices of being tank. She has no ill intentions toward you, so I guess..." I said, looking over them all, and quickly passing a large fold of bills to Miyako. She seemed the most sensible. "There's no real reason to hold any of you back." I said, as the grey girl stepped out of the vault, a little unsteadily..
 
"Thank you Professor!" I squealed, snapping out my wallet and putting the bills in a pocket that was seperate from the money that was already in there, "Now, where should we go? We have to stop at my favorite dress store, but we should also stop at the mall, because that has everything from boyish clothes to girly clothes, but they don't always look very good...We should also stop by at an accessory store, because the first day of school outfit always has to have some good accessories."

I dug out a good number of my magazines and flipped it open to the last page, pulling out a light blue purse from nowhere and placing my wallet inside- carefully. But nonetheless, I pointed at the girl on the last page, wearing a pair of loose khaki cargo capri's, and an orange cami top, with a plain white, unbuttoned polo covering her shoulders. On her feet were a pair of tan clogs with an odd design- that would surely be replaced by a set of flips flops or the such. The clogs just didn't go! A pair of orange waterproof flip flops would be best- durable, so that the wedge didn't fall off after a month or two.

"So," I declared, "do you like this look?" I had decided early on that Ayu should have a sporty girlish look about her, but not the kind Kaoru had- she wouldn't have to wear skirts, but she wouldn't wear those gross baggy shorts either, "You'll need a pair of good tennis shoes, at least 5 tops and 5 bottoms to mix and match easily, and you'll need a pair of sandals that'll last for awhile, oh- and you'll need some accessories, but you're hair is a problem, so we'll go to the salon too!" I rambled on and on. Once I got started on a makeover- there was no stopping me.

It was like having a real-life barbie doll! I pulled out my purse and wallet again, took out the wad of bills and sorted it into categories. One portion would go to the shirts, another, the pants and skirts, another, the accessories, and a good 20 for the salon. Who knew? We might get her some highlights or something, and that would cost a little extra.
 
"You sure you aren't the one with the fever? Shopping fever perhaps?" I muttered as I sweatdropped at Miyako, who once again was basically rambling to herself. I was aware that I knew nothing of girls clothing, so I had no choice but to leave the fate of my wardrobe in the hands of these three. "I guess I'll leave the clothes shopping in the hands of Momoko, Kaoru and yourself. I'll just give my opinion and try stuff on... However, I want to do the shopping for my room when we're done I guess..." I wasn't entirely sure at the time how the heck this was going to turn out, but I had to get it over with either way. "And that outfit is good... I think? What is a salon like though?"
 
I thought about my ruse, and stifled a shiver. How DARE that Damane do this to me?! I sighed though, stretching out slightly, though my eyes bulged when I caught sight of the bills the man... Professor Utonium had passed the blonde. How did he have THAT kind of money?! Let alone for throwing around… I blinked as I noticed a girl with black hair slowly edging away, apparently trying hard to escape without being noticed, and suppressed a groan. By the look of her face, and that money, I was in for a very long day…
 
The mall, a vast place dedicated to shopping. The best place to start our journey into the unknown.

"Come on!" I trilled, dashing into the nearest shop and searching through their racks. I quickly found the outfit I had shown Ayu, with a few differences. Like, the capri's weren't khaki, but instead, were white, and the orange cami turned out to have yellow lining, and the unbuttoned blouse turned into a white blouse with yellow designs on it. Before I pushed Ayu into the dressing room, I had to find an outfit for the new girl, I hadn't caught her name, so I moved to a different rack.

A good pair of jeans would do nicely, and a top….I had difficulty finding a top. That's when it hit me. No girl could wear a T-shirt without a good bra! That's like walking down the catwalk wearing a ballerina's tutu!! I shivered at the thought and paused my hectic shopping spree. Uuurgh.

That reminded me, they needed to shop for undergarments. But the both of them used to be boys…how would they- oh…who cared?! They needed them, end of story! But before dragging them to a lingerie shop, I supposed I should warn them first. I looked down at the outfit in my hands and realized that the sizes were my sizes. I glanced at Ayu and Miki. My clothes seemed to fit them okay, but it was better safe then sorry.

Turning around with a gleeful smile that would normally have been sweet (and not dangerous) I said, "You know, we'll have to do a lot of measuring. First, we'll have to figure out your new sizes for clothes, even though they seem to be my sizes, we'd better make sure! And we'll also have you get you some underwear, because you can't walk around in a skirt and a pair of boxers, so we should do that now, so that when you try on the clothes, it doesn't look all…er…weird."

I tapped my chin and said, "Another good thing to know is that a cami's bra never really works, so you have to wear a real one underneath. That's why it's good to have something covering your shoulders, or, you could just wear a strapless one. So what're we waiting for?! Let's go!" I said, putting the clothes back on the rack for later.
 
I blinked, and fought to keep a blush from ruling my face. As it was, noly a faint tinge of pink reached my cheek... "Fair enough, I suppose." I said, not meeting her eyes. This was going to be so emberassing... But I had to do it, at least. "Well, then we should get it over with, I guess." I said, rolling my head on my shoulders. At least it would be over soon, I hoped...
 
"You don't seem very enthusiastic for someone who has no memory of anything. I'd almost think that shopping for girls clothing made you feel uncomfortable." I said with an evil grin to the new girl as I yanked her hair a little bit. I turned to Miyako as she began talking about sizes, but quickly turned away, my face red. "Whatever, lets just get it over with! And before I forget, you understand I don't know what any of these clothes are called, right? I keep getting lost when you talk!" I glanced around at our little group, realizing something was amiss. "Hey, where's Momo- nevermind." I had stopped my sentence as my eyes fell upon a candy store nearby.
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"What good luck!" I exclaimed cheerfully as I browsed at the many assortments of candy, scurrying from one to the other, while mixing different kinds in a bag for purchase. I took my sugar-overdose-in-a-bag to the cash register, and paid for it with the last of my spending money. The Professor owed me money for the candy I lost earlier anyways, so I could just take a bit of money from the amount he gave Miyako earlier!

I skipped back to the others in the clothing store, spinning around a few times on the way while humming the Cardcaptor Sakura theme song to myself. "Hey guys! Guess what I bought!?"
 
OOC: Writers block....

"No fighting!" I scolded Ayu and the girl, "And candy!" I chirped to Momoko, turning here and there to answer to the events, but either way, it was off to the lingerie shop! I dragged everyone across the mall to a store with glass doors and large windows, showing off the extensive stock of women's underwear, "Now, rules for you two." I stated, pointing at the two victims, "No perverted comments, and we'll all have fun!" I said cheerfully, "So we can go now!"

Upon entering the store, I asked the clerk to measure the two, and estimate their size for me. I personally hated getting measured, but they had to suffer it at least once, like every girl did.
 
I nodded, sighing as I stpped up to be measured first. It wasn't exactly pleasant, but I kept my mouth shut, and soon enough it was over. And at least now, I had some numbers. "31, A." I said calmly, not blushing at all. After all, she had the money, and it was probably better that she did thae actual shopping. My act of acceptance was just that after all, an act...
 
"How on earth can this even be described as fun?" I moaned as I went up for my turn and had my measuring done. I didn't exactly catch the number, since I was squirming around in discomfort and pressuring the one measuring me to hurry up. I honestly couldn't understand how girls could stand this. I walked slouching over to the group, noticing the clerk telling Miyako a number before I moaned "Can we just get to whats next?"
 
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