The two fabulous women were currently in Princess Allura’s sleeping quarters, both dressed in silky nightgowns and preparing for a good night's sleep.
“Something is on your mind no doubt. What is it, Allura? “ It had taken a manner of weeks to get (Name) to just call her that when they were alone, she being the stubborn but polite (alien race/human/saiyan[1]) she was.
“What do we call our little friendship? Best friends does not fit. “ The (color) haired girl hummed in response, walking over to a dresser and taking a soft pink hair brush from the top.
“Well, we aren't by blood. And the term bromance fits squat. “ She sat on the queen size mattress and began to brush through
continued to work her way down through the Princess’s beautiful blueish white hair with the brush. It was always so smooth and shiny.
“Hmm. How about ‘Sistership? “ The two women paused instantly and stared at each other for a moment. It seemed like they were communicating somehow, without actually doing anything.
“We need tee shirts. “ (Name) stated quickly.
“Indeed. Remind me tomorrow. “
[1] Yeah, I know. It's a DragonBall/Z reference. Deal with it.
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Epic Bonding
FanfictionYou are conversing with Princess Allura, when you run across a peculiar topic. What do you call a female bromance?
