(Y/n) was woken up by the scent of breakfast accompanied by the sound of cookware being used in the kitchen, briefly remembering what happened the previous night. She woke up more when something caught her eye; to her surprise a thicker robe was laying on the arm of the couch for her to wear. (Y/n) took her old robe off and put the new one on before she slid off of the couch and walked to the table right in time for breakfast; Throk made teraaico astro-bacon and offered some kind of juice to drink. She thanked her master for the robe and the breakfast before eating, speaking in her usual monotone voice. Before she knew it, breakfast was done and Throk was ready to take her to the space mall.

Throk made sure (Y/n) was well groomed and her teeth were brushed before they left Galra Central Command; it would have been an insult if he took her out looking like he wasn't taking care of her. While he flew his small ship to the space mall, he occasionally glanced at (Y/n) who was sitting quietly in the passenger seat. He was slightly unnerved by her silence, so he turned the radio on which was already tuned into his favorite death rock channel. (Y/n) just continued to sit still, not saying anything thanks to the 'training' she had when she was younger. After finding a good parking spot and grabbing a floating shopping cart, Throk led (Y/n) out of the indoor parking lot and into the mall.

"We're going to the galran bedding store first and then I'm going to take you to get some clothes. There's a store that sells items from Earth, so that will be our final stop." Throk told (Y/n) while he led her through the mall, not caring if anyone was looking at them; it wasn't exactly uncommon to see a galran commander leading his or her pet through the mall.

"Yes Sir." (Y/n) answered quietly, thankful that her new master was walking slow enough for her to keep up; she might have been well trained, but it didn’t stop her from being in awe of the amount of stores.

Throk smirked for a moment when he glanced back at (Y/n) who was subtly looking at her surroundings, her (E/c) eyes slightly widener than usual. When the first store was in his sight, Throk led the young woman behind him straight to it; he always enjoyed going into the store that sold specially made soft and fluffy blankets and pillows for galra. (Y/n) still wasn't sure how to feel about being out on a shopping trip with Throk; usually Zarkon ordered everything she needed and had it delivered straight to his office. However, she kind of liked being out on an actual shopping trip. A few moments after entering the store she saw a fluffy (F/c) blanket that came with a (S/f/c) fluffy pillow.

"Have you found something you like?" Throk asked (Y/n) when he saw her looking at a specific pillow and blanket, not missing the longing expression on her face.

"Y-yeah. Is it alright if I can have the (F/c) blanket and the (S/f/c) pillow?" (Y/n) replied with a quiet voice, hoping that she wasn't pushing any boundaries.

"If you really like them, then yes. You're my pet and I'll buy you anything you like." Throk assured her, reaching for the first two items and putting them in the shopping cart.

(Y/n) thanked her master after he added the first two items, grateful for anything he bought for her; all of her other things were technically owned by Zarkon, so they were still in his quarters. Her monthly hygiene products that were still in the Emperor’s bathroom were most likely either packed away or thrown out. Throk had a better idea of what to buy based on (Y/n's) favorite colors, picking out a few extra blankets and another pillow or two before walking over to the cashier to pay for the items. (Y/n) felt oddly happy after leaving the first store; the happy feeling was so foreign to her, but she knew better than to act out on her feelings. However, that didn't mean she couldn't enjoy herself a little while she was at the mall, even though she had to be led around with a leash.

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After stopping by a hobby store that just so happened to sell things for (Y/n's) favorite hobby Throk led her to the clothing store where he would buy some regular clothes for her to wear for the time being; he would take her to visit the seamstress at Galra Central Command on another day so that she could have a few better fitting outfits to wear during the day, as well as a few bras. After being a slave for so long (Y/n) still remembered her favorite hobby and was surprised there was a store that sold the necessary stuff for it; for the first time in years she had a genuine smile tugging at her lips. The trip to the clothing store was a little awkward for (Y/n) since some of the items had to be bought from the children's section, seeing as most of the clothes were designed for species larger than humans. The final shopping destination of the day was the Earth store which was located on the second level of the mall. As soon as Throk led her in the store, (Y/n's) eyes widened; she couldn't believe how many items from her home world were in the store.

"You can look around the store for items you like." Throk calmly told (Y/n), a slight smile appearing on his face when he smelled pheromones of excitement coming from her.

"Thank you, Sir." (Y/n) spoke with the slightest hint of excitement, looking up at her master while smiling; she could hardly wait to see what all was being sold in the store.

Throk's smile grew ever so slightly after she took the lead, making sure not to accidentally knock anything over with the cart while he followed her through the store. The store was small, but the owner was good at finding room for the various knick knacks and other objects he brought from Earth. (Y/n) could hardly believe what she found on one of the back shelves, the martian actually had a few boxes/bags (F/s); she hadn't eaten any since before her capture. Throk made a mental note of his pet's reaction to finding (F/s), something he would be sure to buy more of in the future. His personal favorite snack from Earth was chocolate pudding, unfortunately the next shipment of it had yet to come in.

"What are those?" Throk questioned with an unimpressed tone when he saw (Y/n) grabbing every box/package of tampons/pads; he didn't know what they were at that particular time, but obviously his pet did.

"They’re necessary hygiene products for me, Sir. Have I overstepped a boundary?" (Y/n) answered, panicking slightly when she saw Throk looking at the pads/tampons.

"No, you haven't; I was simply curious." Throk responded simply, waiting for (Y/n) to finish putting her chosen hygiene products into the cart; speaking of which, he chose a hairbrush and a few other items for her personal care that he would put in his bathroom at home.

(Y/n) let out a silent sigh of relief; if she wasn't careful, she would accidentally cross a line and get in trouble for being too spirited, little did she know that there was no line to cross. She finished putting the packages/boxes of pads/tampons into the cart before spotting a mug with her favorite cartoon character on it, looking at her master and putting it in the cart after seeing his nod of approval. If Throk was treating her so well thus far, she could get used to being his pet. After (Y/n) finished looking through the store Throk paid for everything, making sure that she didn't want anything else first. (Y/n) couldn't wait to go home and try on one of her new outfits and use the new soap she found, especially since it was her favorite scent.

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After the shopping was done Throk led (Y/n) to the food court where they ate lunch together; (Y/n) was a little surprised that her master knew Sal, the owner of one of the little restaurants, so well. She had to admit that the food was good too despite never eating it before, once again thanking Throk for getting her something. Throk was happy to provide for (Y/n), but he wished that she wouldn't act so rigid all the time. As much as she enjoyed being at the mall, (Y/n) knew that she and her master would eventually have to go home. During the return flight Throk played some softer music to calm (Y/n) down; he couldn't help but notice how anxious she was to return to Galra Central Command.

(Y/n) did feel anxious about returning to the large mother ship, but that was where her current home was and she couldn't stay away forever. The shopping trip was more fun than she thought it'd be; Throk bought everything for her to love comfortably, including a brand new datapad where she could download her favorite music. She wouldn't be able to contact anyone outside of Galra Central Command with it, but she was perfectly okay with not being able to do so. After returning to their destination, Throk had a few sentries carry the items bought that day to his habsuite while he led (Y/n) with the leash. It wasn't long before they were completely alone, finally able to relax after the long day of shopping; Throk could tell that (Y/n) was a lot happier after he took her shopping.

"Did you enjoy the shopping trip?" Throk inquired while he and (Y/n) were eating dinner together, grinning when he saw the young woman jump slightly when he spoke.

"Yes, it was… It was fun. I haven't been away from Galra Central Command in a really long time. Thank you, Commander Throk." (Y/n) spoke with a humble tone, a slight smile appearing on her face; she had a lot of fun earlier that day, but she was still nervous about showing too much emotion.

"There’s no need for formalities here, you can call me by my name as long as we're alone." Throk told her reassuringly, letting her know that she could relax in the privacy of his habsuite.

"Are you sure? I don't want to displease you maste- Throk." (Y/n) responded in a stunned tone, looking up at him with widened eyes; he was being serious and it shocked her.

"It would please me if you called me by my name, but only in my habsuite. You must always call me 'master' when we're in public." Throk confirmed with calmness, his grin turning into a slight smile; he wasn't used to acting kind to a lesser being, but (Y/n) brought that side of him out.

(Y/n's) smile tugged at the corners of her lips from the reassurance she received from her master; Zarkon mostly treated her with kindness, but with him she felt like she was walking on eggshells most of the time and she didn't feel that way with Throk. She went back to eating after a moment and so did Throk, neither of them minding the comfortable silence while they ate. (Y/n) got to take a bath after dinner; she loved using her new soap and her new extra soft bath towel afterwards, although soaking in the bath felt more relaxing than anything. Wearing her new pajamas Throk bought for her was also very nice, the soft fabric felt good against her skin. While she was taking her bath, Throk cleaned up after dinner and thought about his future with (Y/n) as his pet; he enjoyed having someone to keep him company and hoped that she would fully trust him in the future.