[GAL PARTAY /O/ /shot]

(( Oooh makeovers and pillow fights xD /shotmore))

[OH LET'S! /brick'd]

(( They can compare chest sizes ='D /stoned ))

[That too! Then they can go shopping afterwards! /kicked to death]

why this is happening to everyone. :T

can only shrug. It eventually goes away.

doesn't want Matthew to see her. She feels so small... She stares at Vash... 'Why are you wearing a dress?'

go away to make her feel better.

stares back at the both of them. "Because I'm a girl now, as you can see."

Matthew to stay :T She tugs on his sleeve, '... I just wear jeans cut for girls,' she snickers at Vash's outfit.

not admit that she ~secretly likes the feel of dresses. "...Gah."

could probably walk around in just her t-shirt and still be fairly modest and so does so, letting her jeans fall. '...you like being a girl,

don't you?'

it is better for the girls to bond or something, especially if Australia does not want him to see her as a her.

shakes her head and makes a face, "No, I don't." She agrees with Canada.

hesitates before standing on her tiptoes to kiss Matthew's jaw, 'Fine.' She lets go, crossing her arms under her chest.

she is not making sense.

making complete sense. 'So how do girls bond Vashikins? Do we need to have pillow fights?'

goes red in the face. "You forced me to show myself as a girl. You aren't any fair."

Matthew made a pretty girl. She's awkward...and in an oversized t-shirt.

in his own clothes. She's just being too self conscious. He doesn't care about that thing. But, fine, whatever.

doesn't...exactly know how girls bond. Nor does she know how people bond in general. She thinks that if Will's concious, she should change

clothes or something.

[Sorry~ Had dinner |D;;]

( Food is important. )

Matthew is being more touchy than she is. She pats his arm, 'I'm fine.'

[Very important~ |D]

just kind of bothered. "It's fine. You have...pillow fights or something, um...Just have fun."

doesn't know what to do. "How do girls have fun, exactly?"

looks around, before giving his shoulder a quick kiss. It's much easier, 'They do makeovers and bake.' Matthew can go now if he wants.

finds that cute yet feels awkward. "Ah, makeovers...?" She isn't sure if she's up for that.

would hit her if she said it was cute, 'Yeah... and sleepovers.'

didn't say it, see. "Ah..." She frowns. These seemed boring. "That all?"

isn't sure... 'They go shopping too,' she tries, flicking her hair. It kept getting in his face.

can at least flip her hair and get away with it now. "Oh, shopping." That isn't too bad. Just a waste of money.

her Defence Secretary's credit card... c=

it's time to go shopping, then. CB

... would kind of like to go get better clothes first? Is that okay?

waves a hand, "Go change."

picks up her change, rushing off to her house to get changed. She returns in a little Jersey Dress, seemingly prepared for such occassions.

www.coutureinthecity.com...

that was fast. And suddenly her own dress seems a bit too formal for the occasion. "Nice dress."

huffs, 'I lent my jeans to Matthew and I couldn't find the other pair.' She still stands in a manly pose however, 'So... what are we meant_

to buy?'

shrugs, standing up. "I don't know." She looks at her dress, "Maybe something not as formal..."

looks at her dress... 'Yeah... and some more jeans.' She slides her arm through Vash's, smirking, 'We'll make you pretty so that you can_

pull some blokes, eh?'

blinks and glares lightly. Actually, that didn't sound too bad. "That means make-up, doesn't it?" Ew, make-up. "I could use some jeans-

though."

smirks, 'They give free make overs at cosmetic counters... and jeans to show off that arse.' She pinches it with a small cheeky smile.

lets out a squeak. She reddens and glares at her with more intensity now. "Will!" She swats her hand away.

smiles, keeping her hands to herself. 'This is how the girls in the movies act...' The American teen movies.

crosses her arms and starts to walk towards the door, "Yes, well, I'm not a girl in a movie."

pouts a little... following along. 'Well I'm sorry Vashikins, whatever can I do to make it up?'

walks out the door and closes it when Will follows after her. "Not that I know of." She pauses, "...No make-up?"

... thinks, 'No lipstick.'

gulps but nods, "...Good enough."

cheers, 'So... make-up first?' he asks, taking her into the make-up section of a department store.

sighs and nods again, "Yes, make-up first," she drawls out as she follows her. She looks around the sniffs the perfume-filled air. "Ew."

embracing being a girl rather well and stops infront of an expensive cosmetic counter. 'Sit here Vashikins?'

stares at the the bright mirror and at the chair apprehensively. "...Thank you, Willie." She sits and waits.

waves over a cute male to do her make up, suggesting sexy eyes and nude lips. The man simply nods, 'I'm gonna go get mine done to Vashikins_

have fun.' ((I want to shoot fem!will xD;;; ))

*too

really face-palms this time. She grits her teeth as she stares at her reflection. She dreads how this is going to turn out. "I..hate you."-

she grumbles to Will. [Pffff she's a cruel friend /shot]

pats her thigh, 'I like you too Vash.' And with that she pops herself on another chair, talking to a nice girl about what she wants.

Watches her from the corner of her eyes. She sighs and sits up, ready for how this is going to turn out. Or maybe not so ready.

waves smugly when she notices the other peering over, settling down for her make-up. Once down she makes her way back, wondering how Vash_

looks.

that having someone put make-up on you is incredibly aggravating. Just sit there and someone does something to your face. Fun. She glares

daggers at her, looks at her reflection, then looks back at Will. "Again, I hate you."

laughs, 'But you look good Vashikins.' She stays outwith hitting range.

flips her hair and rolls her eyes. "Sure I do," She feels the gun in her pocket, but hesitates... "And you look good."

nods, 'You do.' She puffs up her hair, pouting softly. Why did she have short hair as a girl? 'And thanks.'

the short hair fits her. "Hah, yeah right," He replies before looking around, "Shopping time?"

nods, thanking the man who did Vash's make up. 'You're wanting casual wear, right?'

nods once and gets up, brushing at the hem of her dress. "Something casual, yes," She straightens, "What're you getting?"

, 'Jeans.' And tugs at her skirt. 'Maybe a hat...'

waves a hand, "This *will* wear off, though.."

pouts, 'I know it will...' She smiles, 'But we should enjoy ourselves until then.' She bounces off towards the tops, holding up one for Vash

3.bp.blogspot.com/_LYK8a... 'How about this?' she asks with a small smirk.

stares. Just... stares. "You serious?" She asks, incredulous.

.... laughs. She's not serious but she is enjoying the look on your face.

gestures to herself, "Imagine," He drawls, "Me wearing that." ._.

snorts, putting it back. 'I was just joking Vash...' She looks around, 'You pick something.'

crosses her arms and looks around, "I..Haven't actually went out *shopping* before," She says slowly.

stares, 'Where do your clothes come from?'

shakes her head, "Sure, I've bought clothes. But there was always a budget." And by budget he means 'DON'T SPEND MONEY'

how that works, how does one not spend money shopping. 'Well... you won't be spending money, my defence secretary will...'

rubs her fingers together and nods, "Exactly. So it's time to buy and buy..and buy and..." Buying a lot scares her a little.

a tad scared. Her defence secretary might tell her PM but... that's what insurance was for. She smiles, 'Two outfits.'