How do women breathe in these things?!
Ladies breathe perfectly fine in them.
Just admit you prefer your breeches and baggy tops more, Brown.
It isn’t as if it’s new to anyone who knows you.
I always did wonder if a lady is a whole different species altogether. Clearly they have no ribcage. -Huffs-
You know I would gladly shout it from the rooftops if I could. But that would mean having my stable privileges taken away. Pfft.
I heard that most women were put into corsets and other body molding items once they reached a certain age in their youth. In Gotham, it seems that it starts young. Perhaps you spent to many days out playing with the boys to receive your proper training to breathe.
At least I had a rather fun childhood. -Shrugs- Not regretting a single thing. Nope.
How do women breathe in these things?!
Ladies breathe perfectly fine in them.
Just admit you prefer your breeches and baggy tops more, Brown.
It isn’t as if it’s new to anyone who knows you.
I always did wonder if a lady is a whole different species altogether. Clearly they have no ribcage. -Huffs-
You know I would gladly shout it from the rooftops if I could. But that would mean having my stable privileges taken away. Pfft.
LETS GET DOWN TO BUSINESS
TO DEFEAT
PRECONCEIVED NOTIONS OF GENDER ROLES IN SOCIETY
Tsk tsk, my lord. -Wags her finger- I heard no such protest from you when I gifted the prince with one.
But, the Prince looks charming in these types of clothes…
And I’m sure so will you.
I did work so hard on it… -Feigns disappointment-
Yes, of course. Prince Timothy. Since you were so against “Princess”.
Do I get schnazzy royal nicknames now? Heh, and here I thought Boy Hostage was gonna stick.
Hostage? -Furrows her eyebrows in worry- You were kidnapped, my prince? Surely Sir Dick was watching over you?
… You’re starting to give me the weirdsies with all these royal names.
Ffft. Weirdsies? And you used to mock all the times I come up with my own words.
I’m not familiar with that fair; is it something new? Shall we adjourn there together? -Smiles-
…Hmm, what manner of clothing do you have on today? I like it though!
… You’re talking all funny, Brown. Did you bonk your head on your own brick? -He waves a hand in front of her eyes.-
I’m Brown to you now? You’re beginning to speak like Damian, my prince. -Huffs-
Heh, you know I’m just kidding, Batgi—
Prince?
Yes, of course. Prince Timothy. Since you were so against “Princess”.
Do I get schnazzy royal nicknames now? Heh, and here I thought Boy Hostage was gonna stick.
Hostage? -Furrows her eyebrows in worry- You were kidnapped, my prince? Surely Sir Dick was watching over you?
I’m not familiar with that fair; is it something new? Shall we adjourn there together? -Smiles-
…Hmm, what manner of clothing do you have on today? I like it though!
… You’re talking all funny, Brown. Did you bonk your head on your own brick? -He waves a hand in front of her eyes.-
I’m Brown to you now? You’re beginning to speak like Damian, my prince. -Huffs-
Heh, you know I’m just kidding, Batgi—
Prince?
Yes, of course. Prince Timothy. Since you were so against “Princess”.
