This story is a late bday present for Tiffany7898! Sorry for taking 18 years! But here you go and I hope you enjoy! Also, for other readers I'm contemplating on whether I should make this a one shot or drabbles! Leave your answer in the review box please!

Panty Snatcher

Featuring: Trunks Goten and Marron

The beach was dark, the only source of light was the full moon in the sky. The only sound that could be heard was that of the waves splashing against the sand. It was a peaceful night on Roshi Island, and everyone in the beach house was sound asleep.

"Are you sure about it?" came a soft voice, breaking the silence. The source of the voice landed gently onto the sand.

"Don't chicken out on me now Goten, I already gave you your reward," responded the second person as he descended gracefully.

The brunnete teenager thought back to the ten feet tall chocolate sundae with sprinkles, chocolate chips, hot fudge, and brownie pieces, Trunks made for him, if her agreed to do the dare. He was a Son, so it was literally impossible for him to refuse since there was food involved. Goten let out a sigh, "Maybe I shoulda said no."

"She won't catch you if you be really quiet and quick," Trunks whispered as he tiptoed closer to the pink house.

Reluctantly, Goten followed. 'This is going to end badly.'

Less than an hour ago the boys were watching 'horror' movies at Capsule Corp. and stuffing their faces with junk food. It was their first night of summer vacation and they were going to spend it like any other incoming Sophomores would.

It wasn't until midnight when Trunks got the idea of sneaking out the house to pay Marron a late night visit. It was risky, and if they failed they'd be six feet under. Despite the horrible outcome, the teenage heir knew it was going to be worth it.

The two teens looked into Marron's room through the window. It was illuminated by the dull night light by her bed. Trunks rolled his eyes. "She's such a baby."

"How are we gonna get in?" Goten whispered sharply.

"Like this," he answered with a sly grin on his face. The boy carefully and slowly pushed the window up, to his luck it didn't make a sound. "Marron never locks her window, now you go in first."

Goten's cheeks turned a light but of pink. "Uhhhh..." He knew it was a bad idea and they would get caught. His mother would take all his electronics for the summer and make him read if she found out about this. "I don't know about this anymore."

Trunks furrowed his brows. It took them an hour to get here, since they had to mask their ki, and now Goten wanted to leave without any goodies. "We're already here, might as well go in, it'll literally take five minutes."

Goten pondered over the perks and consequences, and sadly, his evil side won the argument. With a sigh he grasped onto the window sill and pulled himself up. He looked over at Marron to see if she was still sleeping, once he was sure he cautiously stepped onto the floor. Trunks entered soon after.

"Now what?" Goten murmured as quietly as possible but loud enough for Trunks to hear.

"You know what the deal was," Trunks responded carefully.

"I-I changed my mind. What if 18 catches us, we're gonna be goners for sure!" Goten panicked, once again he was blushing.

"Stop being a punk and JUST DO IT!" Shia demanded, pushing his friend towards the wooden dresser near her bed.

Goten quickly caught his balance before he landed on the ground. Before walking he turned his head and gave Trunks the finger.

Trunks rolled his eyes and folded his arms over his chest, crossing them tightly. I'm waiting!' he mouthed.

The brunette teen swallowed the lump in his throat before making his way to the dresser. He took big steps over there to make the journey fast, but made sure not to step on any soda cans. This girl really needed to clean her room.

After what felt like decades, he finally arrived at his destination. He faced Trunks once again, who gave him an enthusiastic thumbs up.

Goten exhaled as softly as possible as wrapped both his hands around the dresser knobs. He pulled on them just a little bit before snapping his head at the the bed, where Marron was still sleeping. 'Come one Goten, you're almost there, you can do it!' he mentally coached himself.

Before he knew it the drawer was half way opened, this was as enough to stick his hand in. Goten looked into the drawer with wide eyes and flushed cheeks. 'Jackpot' he dropped. The teen reached into the draw and pulled out one of the many clothing items. He held it in the air like a trophy.

Pink Panties

Trunks couldn't help but blush! He finally had her panties! And he would use this to bribe her to get anything he want. He could have her dress in cute school girl outfits, or get all the kisses he wanted, or even better he could touch her breasts!

Goten quickly closed the drawer and made his way back to his best friend. "Wow, my first pair of girl panties."

Trunks quirked a brow. "Ugh, those are mine."

"What no way! I got them! Go get your own!" Goten hissed holding the panties protectively against this chest.

"W-what are you two doing in my room with my panties!"

Both boys faced the blonde girl and immediately the color drained out their faces. They were dead. Before they could say anything Marron was screaming at the top of her lungs. They had approximately fifteen seconds before her parents came down stairs, so if they we're going to fix this, they had to do it now."

Trunks rushed over to her bed and pressed his hand against her mouth. The girl continued to yell despite his attempt to stop her. "Listen Marron, please don't tell your parents what we've done. If you don't tel then I'll get you anything!"

The screaming stopped abruptly. "Anything?"

Trunks nodded. "Yes anything, please!"

"Goten in the closest and Trunks under the bed. Don't forget to hide your Ki," she told them.

They didn't need to be told twice, Goten practically threw himself into the closet and Trunks was under the bed in a blink of an eye.

"What's wrong? Are you hurt?" Krillin panicked as he rushed into his daughter's room.

Marron pouted her lips and nodded. " No daddy, I just had a bad dream?"

Krillin sighed in relief before letting out a chuckle, she may be fourteen but she still was a six year old at heart. "Need Daddy to check under your bed and your closet?" he questioned playfully.

"No!" the blonde answered sharply. "Uh, I mean, no thank you Daddy, I'm fine now. Thank you for checking in on me."

Krillin scanned the room just to make sure everything seemed in order. "Alright then. Night sweetheart. Love you."

"Love you more," Marron said innocently.

Krillin exited the room quietly, closing the door behind him. Once Marron was for sure he was upstairs in his room she called the boys out.

"Thanks Mar, you really came through. Mom would have strangled me," Goten informed.

Marron stared straight into his eyes and growled. "Drop my panties now and leave."

Goten quickly dropped the panties in his hand and climbed out the window, he was not going to stay any longer, he was not going to risk getting caught. Trunks followed him before abruptly stopping when he heard the girl clearing her throat.

"Uh, did I say you could go?" She asked sharply.

Trunks plopped down on the window sill, groaning in the process. "What do you want."

"Oh my silly little lavender friend, there's much I require from you since you invaded my privacy..." Marron chuckled. The thought of going to the most expensive mall popped into her head.

"What? You want clothes?" Trunk asked, annoyed.

"Actually... I want you to teach me how to fly tomorrow. Come at noon?" She answered.

The heir waved her off and rolled her eyes. "Fine I'll take you to the mall- Wait? Did you say flying?"

Marron nodded. "You, Goten, and Bra know how to fly, and Pan, who's only a toddler! I wanna know too!"

"Okay.. I guess," the heir responded. He was still shocked at her answer, Marron was a girly girl who could barely run for five minutes. A smirk grew on his face at the thought of her face planting it on the ground, this would be amusing. And maybe while she's on a break he could sneak into her room and take a pair of her panties. "Seeya, tomorrow then."

"Also Trunks, if you try this again, I'm telling my mother," Marron warned in a soft sweet tone.

Scratch that last idea.