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Le Spécial Styliste
Topic Started: Apr 30 2015, 06:45 PM (1,028 Views)
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At a local cafe on the lower side of Gatz's Haven, the Ox Princess sipped on a hot cup of coco mixed with vanilla cream. Her husband, Gatz, sat across from her and discussed what he planned to do with the cadets or the upcoming weeks. Respectfully, she nodded and between his words she would reply with a simple "mhm." They were swamped with new cadets. While he wouldn't admit it openly, she knew that he was under stress because of how fresh the cadets were. They were not battle born like Gatz would have preferred. He was not a people person either, therefore, the slightest mishap by any of the cadets set him off. She laughed sometimes because of how absurd his reactions were. At the same time, she did frown on those cadets who lacked discipline. It was important that they took the training seriously. Her husband was the right man for the task and a natural born leader. With his leadership and her support, she was confident that the cadets would turn out for the better. He handled stress well. His serious demeanor was hard for most to read. Since she lived with him, she had a bit of sense of who he was and how to read him.

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It was early in the morning, and the atmosphere in the cafe was tranquil. There were few customers inside with them which made their conversation more enjoyable and private. Her small hand rested on her husband's to ease him into her next topic.

"Mhm, I don't want to interrupt you Gatz. I just wanted to discuss with you a run in that I had with a hussie at a salon. I know it is not something you care for, but it is important to me. It was last week when I came down town to get my hair trimmed. Paul was alongside me that day. He could tell you what happened. When I entered into the salon, there was a woman who was rude and unprofessional towards me. She told me to leave before I got a chance to tell her what I wanted done with my hair. It was a simple trim too. I was appalled by her attitude towards other customers. She acted like a wild animal. I left the salon and I did not pay her for her services. It was absolutely ridiculous. The worst part was that it was the only day I had free from our baby to get it done. Ugh, it was unbelievable. I do not know who her parents are, but I want to give them a piece of my mind." She glanced at her husband and was genuinely upset because she did not get to get an elegant trip before the ball they were invited too. It was a week away.

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"Chi, I'm gonna put those puss cadets through so much hell they are going to wish they were fucking dead. The next thing I'm making their worthless do is take them to the cold mountains of the north and toss them into the frozen lakes there. Their nuts will shrivel up. That will teach them to be fucking weak." The terror was chatting with his girl inside the cafe before heading to the base to do more boot camp worth with the garbage he had to work with.

"What the fuck is up with that kid and chocolate bars? Treats it like a damn crack addict." Remembering the fat kid who always had some stashed candy bar hidden somewhere, the terror clenched his fists that were resting on top of the table. It was a good thing that the cafe was just them two because his violent tendencies were starting to kick in. He could snap a neck right now just thinking about the rats he had crawling back at Final Heaven probably shaking and hoping that the ultimate beast wouldn't show up again. Their training sessions were getting more brutal. He had to stomp down a mother fucker for giving into the pain and giving away the Final Heaven base during a mock interrogation. It was pathetic.

Snarling out loud, his wife rested a hand on his making his glaring gaze set on her. He quieted a second when she started talking. She went on to talk about shit that wasn't related to the conversation mentioning how her day went the other week. He was reminded of the stupid ball that they were invited to by Sol. The orange sunkist freak had some of the worst fucking timing. Listening to her story, got him thinking how many ways he could murder the bitch who was giving his girl problems Knowing she was taking care of their offspring and breast feeding, when his girl wanted something he expected it to be done without issues. She didn't ask for much and that was the thing that pissed him off the most about the story. Her not being spoiled and appreciating all the shit she got, but not getting service when she asked for it one time and getting attitude along with it, was one of limitless reasons he hated humans. Getting annoyed that a low cockroach was giving his wife problems, he gave her a simple fix that would solve everything.

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"Why didn't you tell her who the hell you were? Mrs. Gatz." Hissing Mrs. Gatz out loud, he was reminding her who she belonged to and any mother fucker with it would get their necks snapped. His finger got to playing with the ring on her finger. It was easy. Insulting his prized possession was a death sentence, he expected freaks around the city to treat her as a the Queen she was.

"Take me to this place. I'll set her ass straight." Telling her what he would do, he wanted to see the ugly pig shit daring enough to fuck with what was his not giving two fucks if she was a female or not. Everybody was the same and he didn't discriminate against gender, race, or stupidity. They were all the same to him and killing anything was gratifying. His eyes darkened with loathing when he rose to his feet.

"Lets go. Now." Growling it, he was going on a mission to put a bitch in her place being the floor, and he while he was there he'd use her as punching bag. He needed to relieve his aggressive urges anyway from the lava faced, shit stains of chicken wusses he had to see everyday.

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As the two of them talked amongst themselves, Cheri quietly entered into the cafe to get some peace and quiet. The alien bombshell had been hassled quite a bit since she had gotten to this city, usually by the men due to her physical appearance. While she was very used to that kind of thing wherever she went, especially in the PTO territories, it got annoying after a while. Right now, she wanted to find herself a place to rest from the people that had been hassling for quite a while already, after her attempts to find a place to work had failed so far.

Normally, if she were on a PTO Planet, the currency they used she had plenty of and could easily afford to purchase whatever she needed. Unfortunately for her, Earth was not a Planet Trade Organization territory, and as a result of that, the currency she used was completely and totally useless to her right now. The species here used more primitive forms of currency, being that of paper-based money called Zeni, and unfortunately for her, the currency she tried to exchange had been declared worthless, and she had been tossed out of a bank in a rather rude manner.

The curvaceous, physically gifted bombshell quietly sat down at a table that was close by to Gatz and Chi-Chi, so as a result of that, she would be able to hear their conversation clearly. She didn't listen in intentionally, it was just that her training had left her with an instinctive action to listen in on conversations that were going on around her so that she could use to better herself in some manner, for whatever reason she needed to. So, as a result of that, she wound up listening in to the conversation they had going on.

As she listened in, the green-haired alien beauty narrowed her eyes amber eyes at an opportunity that she felt she could take advantage of. The classy, old-fashioned woman sitting with the rather primal, bestial-like man wanted to get herself a small hair trim, but had been treated extremely harshly and thrown out of a shop that dealt with that kind of thing, the man she was talking to looking and sounding extremely aggravated about the whole ordeal. The blue-skinned, green-haired, amber-eyed alien beauty had decided to make herself known, and proceeded to speak up, willing to offer them her services, since no one knew better than her about beauty.

Standing up from her table, she wandered over to them, putting herself directly into their line of sight, the ethereal alien beauty's hands displayed out on the front of her thighs as a subtle method of showing that she didn't have a weapon of some kind. "Excusez-moi for eenterjecteeng eento ze converzation, Monsieur, Madeoiselle. I couldn't 'elp over'eareeng zat ze faeer Mademoiseel eez een need of a haeertreem. I don't mean to, 'ow you zay, toot my own 'orn or anyzeeng of ze zort, but vhen eet comez to beauty, very vew know more zan I do, zo per'apz I could azzeezt you veeth your problem?" she said to them, speaking to them in a soft, melodious tone of voice thick with a heavy French accent.
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"Why didn't you tell her who the hell you were? Mrs. Gatz."

In a typical fashion, Gatz made a bigger scene than it needed to be. Her black, onyx eyes peered up at her husband who stood and was prepared to leave. He wanted to set the hairstylist straight for the rudeness and lack of service. She admired her husband's passion to nip the situation in the bud. She knew him too well. If she took him to the salon, he would more than likely hurt the woman. The Ox Princess was not into violence unless it was warranted. The hussie stylist deserved to be fired, but not beaten senseless like her husband thought. She saw it in his eyes how eager he was to harm the boorish woman. Once he expressed to her his anger, she had to reign his terror back in before it was unleashed to an undeserving woman.

"I do not feel it is necessary for me to tell everyone who I am in order to receive a service. I am proud to be Mrs. Gatz, but I am a proper lady. I was respectful to her when I asked for a simple trim. The way that hussie treated me was inexcusable. With that said, I feel we should approach this differently without causing a scene. I would rather fire her Gatz. She does not deserve to be wearing black and blue despite how crude she was to me. If that were the case, I would have done it myself. You must understand my point of view on this." In her peripheral vision, she saw a fascinating individual come through the door and then approach them.

{She is definitely not from around here is she?} The raven haired beauty thought to herself. Her eyes narrowed at first because the eavesdropping woman with a strange accent interfered in the conversation. Despite how foreign her voice sounded and the initial rudeness about interfering, the Ox Princess understood the lady perfectly. The accent accentuated the woman's polite interjection and at the same time, revealed how upset she was about the ordeal herself. She was kind enough to compliment her on her appearance too.

The commendation caused the Ox Princess to blush at first. After the initial embarrassment, she regained her composure and responded to the peculiar lady.

"Thank you. I am not THAT beautiful I can assure you. I do take care of myself, but recently I haven't had the time to do as much as I'd like with the time I need to spend on taking care of the baby and all." Being modest, she answered the woman's compliment with sincerity. Quietly, she observed the woman who admitted she knew a thing or two about beauty.

"Well, that is quite impressive. I am sure you know more than that brat at the salon did. It does not take a genius to see it either. Grr, the thought of how that superficial woman treated me makes me so angry. There is no one treats me that way and gets away with it!" She balled her tiny fists before she exhaled and let the ox-like temper subside. Her expression softened to address the beaming stranger.

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"I can tell you take care of yourself. Your colorful skin radiates. If I may ask, what is your name?" She asked politely.

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Gatz was waiting Chi-chi to stand up. She went on and on about how the salon bitch didn't deserve a beat down. The terror wasn't planning on wrecking her with his fists. He was set on grabbing her neck, choking the life out of her, and then tossing her worthless corpse onto the floor. There would be no firing necessary.

"Exactly, my fucking point. Firing won't change how stupid up she is. She won't be covered in black and blue. She'll be dripping red." Setting the record straight, his hollow, demented glare slowly setting on the green chick that randomly walked in like she owned the place. The estranged accented chick got to interfering the conversation between him and his girl. She even complimented his girl's appearance causing the terror's nostrils to flare threateningly.

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Her accent wasn't anything new to him. It was one of the million different versions of voices he experienced begging and screaming to him to spare their miserable lives during his terrorizing years of tormenting useless souls. Feeling a tingling, he didn't know if it was jealousy or his violent urges getting closer to reaching out and grabbing anybody close enough. The chick was trying to involved in shit that didn't concern her. Her polite garbage wasn't stopping him from getting territorial.

Stepping in front of his wife, he got in the woman's view making sure she realized he was there. His girl kept befriending the clear cut space chick and knowing his girl was too trusting, he had to get involved. There was no one green walking around the planet that wasn't a damn alien. Remembering Piccolo and how much his wife hated his kermit ass, his glare darkened with hatred. Not trusting any one around his girl because of the crazy wack freaks running around, he got protective and obsessive real quick.

"She's mine. Get to your fucking point about why you came in interrupting us and leave before I put you on a list you'll dread being on. Don't cross me." His monotonic voice said in a threatening growl because he would end the chick's life if she tried something stupid. Flexing his raw triceps with intensity and clenching his fists of fury, he was intent on marking what was his even with his girl chatting and asking for the chick's name.

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Cheri proceeded to smile a radiant smile that enhanced her attractive features all the more when she heard Chi-Chi thank her for the compliment that she had given her. Her smile had taken on an amused edge when she saw the blush on Chi-Chi's face, recognizing from the modesty of the Earthling female before her that she wasn't the type to brag about her beauty and strut her stuff like Cheri herself tended to do. She had dealt with the females on her planet for quite a while, and like Cheri herself, they were confident and self-assured of their beauty, so it was nice to meet a female with such a contrat in behavior for the green-haired beauty.

"Oui, I 'appen to underztand zat zenteement more zan mozt vould, I zeenk. I 'appen to vork vor an areeztocrat who'z wife 'ad died, and 'er last requezt vaz zat her Daughter be raeezed avay vrom ze type ov vameely buzeenezz zat ze man I vork vor 'appenz to be a part ov. Zo, ze man had geeven moi ze tazk ov beeeng 'er Guardeen/Nanny, and zeenze I am ze only mozzer veegure een 'er live, zhe tendz to call moi Mommy, to vheech I call 'er Daugher een return. I 'ad to zacreevize zome ov my own perzonal groomeeng back vhen zhe vas a baby 'erself" she said to Chi-Chi in her heavily accented voice, explaining the situation to the Ox Princess.

Chi-Chi had proceeded to say that she was very sure that Cheri knew more about beauty than the woman who had insulted her and tossed her out as if she was some poor peasant who couldn't scrounge up two Zeni together. Cheri appreciated the compliment, taking is as fact, considering that, like every other person of her species, she knew that she was beautiful, and she wasn't afraid to brag about, and strut, the genetic gifts that the great creator had bestowed upon her and the rest of her race. She simply didn't brag about too much because she had a feeling it wouldn't endear her very well to the woman that could, essentially, be the one who helped her get a job.

"Vell, excusez-moi eev eet zeemz like I 'appen to be braggeeng 'ere vhen I zay zheez, but vhen members ov my raze 'appens to reach adulthood, ve all become eggztremely beauteevul, male or vemale, vhere ve zen ztay az young and attracteeve az I do now even vhen ve 'appen to reach old age. Ve pride ourzelvez on our beauty more zan ve value our vighteeng abeeleeteez, zough ve ARE povervul een our own rightz. Zo, ve tend to make abzolutely zure zat ve alvayz look our best. Beauty eez a way of life vhen eet comez to my zpeceez" she said, smiling pleasantly as she let Chi-Chi rant about the rude way she was treated.

Chi-Chi had then asked Cheri what her name was, which caused her to blink in surprise, before a light purple blush appeared on her blue cheeks. "Ah, excusez-moi vor vorgetteeng to eentroduze myzelv earleeer. My name eez Cheree, Mademoiselle. I beleeeve zat zere eez a vruit 'ere on Earth zat happenz to 'ave a zeemeelar zoundeeng name as mine. Eet eez an honor to meet you, Mademoiselle. May I know your name?" Cheri said, placing a pink-gloved hand on her chest and bowing in a polite manner as she then proceeded to politely ask the Ox Princess for her name.

The man, who Cheri had presumed was Chi-Chi's husband, then proceeded to push himself in front of Chi-Chi, as if to protect her, and then crassly told her to get straight to the point of what it was she wanted, considering she had butted in on their conversation. Blinking in surprise for a moment, mostly from the rather impolite, crass way that the man had spoke to her, her purple blush got a bit darker, and then nodded her head in an understanding manner, recognizing that the man didn't appreciate the small talk, and wanted to hear right away what it was that Cheri wanted from them.

"Ah, excusez-moi onze more vor vorgetteeng zomezeeng agaeen. I am lookeeng vor a job to 'elp zupport myzelf and my...adopteeve Daughter, and vhen I 'eard that the Mademoiselle hear vaz 'aveeng zome trouble getteeng zome groomeeng zerveeze vor 'erzelf, I vaz 'opeeng zat I could, maybe, ovver my eggzperteeze az, zay, 'er perzonal ztyleezt, eez all, Monsieur" she said, maintaining her politeness as she spoke of her predicament to the both of them.
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There was a silence at first until she sensed Gatz's tension. His intensity was impossible to ignore. Instantly, she stood from her chair when she noticed that Gatz zoned in on the woman who had begun to explain who she was. She placed herself in between Gatz and the lady to avoid an argument. Her eyes peered up at her husband to plead him to not attack the woman they had yet to know the name of.

"Gatz please. She hasn't even said her name yet and you are acting as if she is an evil monster. You need to relax mister." Her hand rest against his abdomen to stop him from whatever he planned to do. In the meantime, she heard the dazzling woman describe who she was and where she came from. The accent was prominent, but the mother of three understood her perfectly. As she listened intently to the missus, who described who she worked for in the past.

"How awful..." It was difficult for her to hear about how a daughter lost her mother at a young again.

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The tale had a happy turn around though. Eventually, the exquisite broad became a guardian over a child that was not her own, but the daughter of her employers. It touched the mother to know that the orphan girl saw the pleasing adopter as her real mother. It was a happy ending to a story she begun tragically.

"I am happy for you. I hope one day our daughters could meet one another. I am sure my Anju would enjoy that greatly." She admitted genuinely. Then she quieted down when the woman continued on with who she was. She described what her race was like. They were beautiful and extravagant. They believed in their outer appearance. This was odd for the Ox Princess, who usually had little interest in space, because she could not believe that there was an entire race of people who looked after themselves. It was not the same case for Earth. If she recalled, her ex husband used to hang around a dirty pig of a man who, to this day, she found repulsive because of his stench and perverted attitude. She shook her head to rid herself of the awful image.

"Cheri. What a lovely name. It's nice to meet you. My name is Chi-chi." With her hands at her sides, the raven haired mother bowed her head to the woman in a respectful and traditional manner. It was how her father disciplined her to greet strangers.

"This brute is my husband Gatz. I hope you'll excuse his behavior. He can be terribly mean, but he means well." This was her catch phrase and explanation to who her husband was to those who got a firsthand experience in meeting him. Despite his outer ruggedness, his actions were for the good. He was protective and cared for her safety. Once the formalities were set, her husband's question was answered. The green haired sultana wanted a job and since there would be an opening at the salon, the raven haired mother figured she could lend a hand to a fellow mother.

She turned to her towering husband. Her smaller hands took a hold of his fingers to ease his overpowering temper.

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"Do you think we could find her something Gatz? I know you're the only man who can. What do you say?" She turned to her husband who no doubt would be annoyed with her request, but she squeezed in a compliment that would stroke his ego and further her persuasion. Innocently, she gazed up at him and waited for an answer.

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Caring nothing for the space chick's life story, the terror had his deranged glare watching every move she did making sure she didn't get too close to Chi-chi. Chi-chi stepped in front of him to stop him from ripping the fresh off the ship specimen that was causing his violent tendencies to flare up. The conversation between the two females were getting on his nerves. His girl was treating this female like she was worth a damn and the leafy Frenchie wanted something in return. Having not known the chick, he wasn't willing to give her anything, but a hole in her fucking chest.

Chi turned around and grabbed his hands while he was imagining his hand reaching into the female's chest and ripping out her heart. The imagery was keeping him cool for her time being. Looking down at his girl, she had some freaky thoughts in her mind.

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He could see the ideas in her mind going haywire. She was wanting something. The thing she wanted was a job for foreign alien just the shit he didn't want to be giving the accented space female. Clenching his jaw, he hated the fucking idea. He was going to say FUCK NO until his girl went on to do what she did fucking best. Stroking his ego, the terror stared into those pure eyes of her getting all kinds of devilish images. He was going to agree, but it was going to cost his girl submission later on when they were alone and she damn knew it too. Picturing her body under his while she was begging for him and calling out his name, got him licking his lips. Tonight he would be seeking his payment and not like she had a fucking choice either because she was his. The only reason he changed his mind because told him he was the only man who could do it. Damn fucking right he was. Stepping closer to her and swiping her hair to side letting the mark he gave her show to everyone.

Puffing out his chest as a reflex to her stroking his ego, his black hole for eyes went on Cheri. He prided himself on being the best in everything and spoiling his girl with the top of the line services was just another thing he was th ultimate beast at.

"I'mma tell you what. You take Chi-chi back to our suite. Tell my goof fuck employee there that he is on guard duty and what you're doing with her. Give her the service she wants. I see her smiling because she is satisfied with what you did. I'll do you one better. I'll give you your a business and you can call it whatever the hell you want." Smirking though because there was a flip side to his deal, as there always was because he was doing a drive test of what he was paying for, he only expected the best. He was using his money and if he was paying for something, he wanted to know he was paying for top quality.

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"If she ain't happy with her service, then I rip your head off and end your worthless life. Sound about right?" His thinking was simple. You were either useful or useless. He was waiting for the Cheri chick to agree and if she didn't, then that would make her useless and everybody fucking knew what happened to things when the terror thought they were useless. They got put in the trash permanently.


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Cheri smiled in a thankful manner when Chi-Chi had said that she was happy for the alien beauty, most likely because she was glad that Cheri got to experience the joys of motherhood, even though the child Cheri had was not her blood daughter. Though, family was about more than blood, and Frost had been a part of Cheri's life for so long that the young Changeling girl had become such a focus in in the alien beauty's life that Cheri couldn't help but make her a top priority. The idea Chi-Chi had about her Daughter Anju, and Frost, meeting each other, was very interesting, and Cheri thought it was a good idea as well.

"Zank you, Mademoiselle Chee-Chee. I am mozt glad zat I 'ave been geeven a chanze to eggzpereeenze vhat eet veelz like to be a Mozzer. I am currently 40 yearz old right now, yet I'm zteell seengle, veeth no blood daughter, but I am glad leetle Vrozt eez veeth me. Also, oui, zat idea eez si magnifique, Mademoiselle Chee-Chee. My leetle Vrozt eez zuch an eggziteable zeeng. Zhe lovez to meet new people, and vhile zhe eez zteell a very young zeeng, zhe lovez nozzeeng more zan to meet ozzers and bevreeend zem. I am zure my fille vould eenjoy getteeng to know your own fille" Cheri said to Chi-Chi with a smile on her face.

With that said and done, Chi-Chi had then introduced her husband Gatz, smothering all amusement over her saying that while he was mean a brute, he meant well. She could understannd that sentiment. She had pegged Gatz for one of those primal, bestial type of men that was protective and territorial of their women. She had met quite a few people like that in her line of work, considering she had dealt with a lot of different species during the span of her career as an elite soldier that worked directly under His Majesty King Cold. She listened quietly as she asked Gatz if there was anything he could, even putting in some ego-stroking as well for the sake of buttering him up.

That is when Gatz addressed her, telling Cheri that she could take Chi-Chi back to her suite where she could work her magic, while informing some employee of his that he was on guard duty. Cheri focused intently when Gatz had informed that if Chi-Chi liked what Cheri did, he would do more than pay her, he would give her her own business. However, the next part of the deal came in, and Cheri listened closely. She was being informed by the man known as Gatz that if Chi-Chi was dissatisfied with the service, Gatz would rip Cheri's head off. If Cheri were anyone else, she would show fear, but considering the discussion involved beautifying, it was something she was not concerned over, considering when it came to grooming and personal care, none but her own species knew as much. After all, her species valued their beauty and appearance as much as they valued strength.

"Oui, I underztand pervectly, Monsieur Gatz. Vhen eet comez to groomeeng and perzonal care, zere eez no one who knowz zuch a zeeng better zan memberz ov my own zpeceeez. Mademoiselle Chee-Chee eez already a ztrikeeng beauty, an old-vashioned, clazzeec type ov beauty. You all veell enjoy ze end rezultz, becauze vhen eet comez to beauty, I do not ztop unteel everyzheeng eez parfait. Kindly lead ze vay, Mademoiselle Chee-Chee, az I do not know my vay around very vell" she said with a bow, addressing both Gatz and Chi-Chi when she spoke to them.
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"Frost is such a lovely name. I hope to meet your daughter soon." She nodded kindly.

"What a coincidence. I am in my 40's as well. Do not let my age fool you though. I am still lively!" Despite her age, she was active and looked youthful due to the divine blood she had flowing through her veins. She did not that this was the case because she had yet to know her heritage. In actuality, she thought her vigorous training regimen, clean diet, and the fact that she took care of herself were the reasons she kept her elegant figure.

The classic mother listened to Gatz's terms. He would personally see to it that the wonderful, space woman received a salon under her name if she managed to do a good job. He was aggressive with his approach, but he agreed to give Cheri an opportunity. This was more than enough. The threat that he issued towards Cheri's failure was not a problem either. Whether or not the raven haired princess liked Cheri's service, the mother would not place the mother She would need to provide her beauty services.

"I am positive Cheri will do an excellent job. She appears to take good care of herself. I am sure Paul will be amused to have company too. He always did have a thing for aliens and I suppose a feminine one would be more of his taste." She laughed to lighten the mood.

It was not like the Ox Princess would need drastic changes to her appearances. She wanted a simple trim to the hair and a black dress to go with. She wanted to be stunning for the ball that was around the corner. Once the situation was settled, she rest her arm on Gatz who she was thankful accepted her idea.

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"Thank you for helping her out dear. What are you going to do in the meantime?" She questioned where he was headed since he did not mention he would be with them.


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