The Sinful Ones' Wa, Part 4

"Miss Wa," Aerial says from the doorway. "Miss Wa."

Wa opens her eyes sits up in bed.

"Aerial," Wa says with a yawn, "aren't you supposed to be piloting?"

"I was," Aerial explains. "But we have arrived, so the auto-pilot is docking the ship for me."

"Oh, okay then."

Wa turns to Zan, who is peacefully sleeping. She can't help but think of how cute he looks like that.

"Zan Cutie~~!" she shouts and squeals, shocking Zan awake.

"What is it, Wa?" he says, looking around. "Is there trouble?"

"No," she giggles, "I just wanted you to know we've arrived at Kaching."

Zan looks at Wa, breathing heavily from the scare. Slowly, his lips curl into a smile, and he laughs.

The two of them get dressed as the ship finishes its docking procedure, and lands safely on the ground.

Wa and Zan exit the ship, leaving Aerial and the still sleeping Mangle to guard the ship.

Wa and Zan take care of securing the necessities first. They buy water, some fruit juice, and wine. Wine, in Wa's opinion, in a necessity for celebrations, which she likes to have after every mission.

They also buy some meats and breads, for more sandwiches, and big slabs of meat for things like steaks and roasts, which are also part of celebrations.

Wa's people love celebrations. Their calendar has the most holidays of any species in her star system, or any other for that matter. Those these celebratory supplies where utmost essentials for her on her journey.

"Now that we our fully stocked on food and drink," Wa says, "we can go clothes shopping for a new scarf!"

Leading him by the hand, Wa takes Zan all the way to the fashion sector.

"Let's try Hikoslo's," Wa says. "I hear they have a really good selection at very reasonable prices!"

*Ding Dong* the front entrance rings, signaling that the entering customers have nothing dangerous or stolen in their possession.

Wa and Zan walk down the aisles, passing by dazzling shirts, stylish pants, skimpy skirts, and tight fittting tights.

Zan thinks to himself, "Wa would look amazing in one of those skirts! Or even those tights!"

Before getting a chance to say so outloud, Zan and Wa arrive at the hats and scarfs.

"Oh, here we go!" Wa says, picking one out. "Since you like dark colors, I bet you'll like this jet black one!"

Zan willingly takes off his old rag of a scarf and hands it to Wa as he puts on the new one. Together, Wa and Zan look in the mirror.

"There we go," Wa says, clapping her hands. "Don't you look so good in it, Zan Cutie~~?"

Zan smiles behind the new scarf, and nods yes.

As Wa and Zan head to the front register, they pass by the tights and skirts again. Zan musters up some bravery and speaks his mind.

"Wa," he says.

"Yes, Zan?" she says, stopping to look at him.

"I think... that you would look really nice in either a skirt or tights... and that maybe we could buy you something new, too."

Zan waits for her response, unsure whether to expect a happy Wa or an offended Wa.

Wa's eyes brighten, and Zan feels relieved.


"Well, then, I can try some on and you can tell me how I look!" Wa suggests. Zan nods, and the two hurry over to the many racks and hangers.

Wa chooses her favorites, and heads inside a dressing room.

"Prepare yourself, Zan Cutie~," Wa calls from inside the dressing room, "for the first ever Wa Fashion Show~~!"