"What?! Why!" Hope screeched.

"Look, Hope... I know last night was a bit jarring for you, but... You can't have missed that things don't fit as well." Lightning gently tried.

"But... I can tighten up my belt! I don't want them to fall down again either but... Why would I need to wear those?!"

"Hope... If you keep wearing what you have now, things will chafe, and you'll be feeling really irritated. All that extra loose material will just cause problems so if you wear these..." Vanille weighed in

"No! I can pull up my..."

"Hope, to pull them up you'll have the waistband at your chin." Lighting said bluntly.

The (temporary) girl stammered for a second.

"B-but what if the other guys..."

"Hope, sweetie, the other guys were the ones who wanted us to have you tighten your belt up earlier. Snow at least is sympathetic to you... As little as you want his sympathy." Vanille told her.

"...Well...I... I'm not wearing that colour!" She said accusingly.

Lightining sighed.

"Well, what about these?"

She held "them" up, and the unfortunate now-girl blushed.

"They... They'll do."

"Okay. That's settled then. I'll give you four pairs all the same, and you make sure you keep them washed. Very washed when I get them back might I add."

Hope blushed again.

"...All the same?" Fang frowned.

"That's your words of wisdom? You hardly speak a word the last day or so and now your first words are to question why a woman who was in the military has pairs of knickers that are all the same?!" Vanille laughed.

"...I was just saying."

Hope blushed even more.

"Look, if I really have to wear them can we just call them underwear? Not anything else."

The three women looked at the teen girl.

"Sure." Lighting said.

"Fair enough." Fang agreed.

"Sure, but really, don't get your knickers in a knot about it, Hope..."

"VANILLE!" Three voices shouted in admonishment.