Saiyan Princess
Always unhappy
Christine shook her head. "Oh, the smell's there, believe me." She smelled herself and found, to her dismay, that the scent was now on her. "Alistair, come here." She told her son. The little boy was confused, but did as he was told and hugged his mother, who sighed. "Yes, he has it too." She walked him toward the path that led to the city to flag down another trolley. "The first thing you'll do when we return is bathe, both of you." Christine demanded. "That smell is getting to me."