}!{ + Dawn
"Soooo... like, what's the problem, then?"
Dawn stood at the checkout of a pokéball store in the Veilstone Department Store, hands at her hips, tapping her foot impatiently. She had just paid for her get, a Beast Ball imported from Alola, but the cashier had asked her to stop. Likewise, a store manager stood around awkwardly, averting his gaze from her.
"Seriously, this isn't cool. I paid! I paid soooo much, actually, for your dumb fancy imported Ether Corp or whatever alien ball. This really isn't fair, especially for the person who saved the universe, right? All that business with Galactic? That's me! I did that!" Dawn puffed out her chest, jamming her thumb into it for emphasis.
"Yes, yes, savior of the universe, right right... that still doesn't mean you don't have to pay for those." The manager pointed towards Dawn's midsection.
Her red peacoat jutted out at an abrupt angle, a lumpy, basketball-sized mass contrasting severely with her otherwise stick-thin build.
Dawn gasped in an exaggerated fashion, throwing her hands up in a performative fashion. "Oh my god. You didn't just say that. A.. pregnant young adult, s-single mother! Overweight! You can't just shame someone for the way their body lo-"
The cashier cut in. "Uhhh... I'm preeeetty sure you didn't have that when you came in."
Dawn sputtered, feigning more mock outrage. Of course, though, she had a plan just in case for that. A smirk forming, she undid a few pink buttons and spread the coat apart, revealing a flesh-toned stuffed gut, seemingly crammed with spherical objects leaving lumps and rounded imprints against her tummy. "See! That's totally all me~!"
The manager, in exasperation, clapped a hand against his head. "What did you... did you eat the merchandise?!"