Videl turned back to the road and spotted a slender young boy in a blue dress with a pair of flashy red slippers that didn't do quite enough from how gangly the dress made his legs look. He looked so unhappy about the ensemble that Videl struggled to hold back a snort of laughter.

"It doesn't look that stupid," she tried to assure him, forcing herself not to smile. No, it really did look that stupid.

"But at least your dress isn't full of straw." Videl strained her arms around again, trying to scratch her back. The wooden pole that kept her suspended in the corn field was making this ordeal a lot more difficult.