I woke up to 18 yelling at Marron about the mess in her room. Now I know I shouldn't have but I've never been a morning person and definitely not a Monday person .

So unlike help clean up like Pan did I told 18 " Chill out it's not like its the end of the world or anything, Gosh are you PMSing or what".

And that is how I got sent home early. I gave both Pan and Marron a rueful smile after glaring at the back of 18 head.

"Your becoming a women Bra its about time you start respecting people like one" she said as both she and I flew to Capsule Corp. Of Course I ignored her, scanned my key and ran inside.

When I got inside I was greeted with a plate of cookies from my Grandma Bunny. She talked for a couple of minutes about her less than eventful day before kissing my cheek and walking away.

" Finally silence" I muttered. After carefully laying my soiled hair on the couch I slowly started to close my eyes and drift off-

" Brabbie your back". Was the only warning I got before my sweaty, muscular brother jumped on top of me.

Trunks ignored my loud groan before inspecting a piece of my soiled face creamed hair. "Aww its no fun if you're already dirty, and to think I sparred all morning with Goten for this. Hey brat care to explain why you're already dirty".

" None of your business jerk now get off of me". I tried to wiggle out from underneath him but it was all in vain.

" Now thats no way to talk to your older brother, I think you need to be punished"

"Trunks"

"With the Arm Pit Of Doom"

"DADDY"! I screamed. Just as Trunks sweaty disgusting armpit was inches from my face my father came in.

"What"! he screamed obviously ticked from his training being interrupted. He didnt even bother allowing me to explain before he grabbed both Trunks and I.

"Brat take a shower you have green cream everywhere, brat you follow me in the GR I need a sparring partner.

Trunks grumbled a bit but followed after my father but not before sending me a short glare. I rolled my eyes and flicked off his retreating back before walking upstairs.

After a much needed shower I walked in my room only to find Pan and Marron browsing through my T.V.

"Ummm not that I'm not totally happy to see you especially in your new fab clothes. See Pan I told you baggy shirts make you look shorter you look like at least five inches taller with that halter. Oh wait what was I talking about…...yeah what are you doing here" I asked.

Pan rolled her eyes while Marron sheepishly grinned. "We have less than a month and as much help that little style venture was we still have to deal with this" Marron said while picking up one of her pigtails.

" Marron saids my hair stinks" Pan grumbled.

I laughed a bit and gave Pans freshly washed hair a small sniff.

Oh god.

I nearly threw up in my mouth my face was turning green.

"Hey shut up guys I sweat a lot okay, why would you guys wait till now to tell me".

" I never noticed" I said.

" I didnt want to hurt your feelings" Marron replied.

Pan semi pouted her lip before turning back to me.

" Okay" I murmured while slightly elevating from the ground. " Good news my personal hairdresser isn't that far from here Igor's sure to have a solution". I said. Pan still pouted but grabbed Marrons hand and followed my lead.

When we arrived I gave Igor the full 411, my friends hair sucks. Both of them it's really a tragedy. Pan slightly punched me in my arm after my explanation while Marron only pinched her nose.

Igor simply laughed and led us to his main chair.

"Oi kay first one the blonde" he said enthusiastically. Marron slowly sat down obviously scared out of her mind, After unbraiding the two most horrible excuses of hairstyles I have ever seen and washing Marrons slightly wavy hair Igor looked at me expectantly.

" What are you thinking Miss Briefs" he asked.

I put one hand on my chin thoughtful while the other lay rested at my hip.

"ummm let's say layers, yeah lots of layers and highlights. No bangs though".

Marron nearly ran at the sight of the scissors after the second cut we finally got her to stop crying. The finished product was this beautiful cascade of blonde rivers.

" Oh my god Bra I look actually fourteen" Marron squealed.

I shook her shoulder off and rolled my blue eyes " Honey you could pass for a senior".

While Marron gawked at her amazing, transformative hairstyle I turned to Igor with slight pity. "Now Igor as crazy as it seems that was the easy one... Ow Pan"!

Pan said nothing as she sat herself in Igor's chair and removed her sticky baseball cap. One whiff and a swift look told me he knew this was going to take a miracle.

" Oi ! Okay Igor es profesional Igor can handles it".

"Hey I'm not an it" Pan exclaimed. Both igor and I ignored her as he lead her towards the sink. An hour later we got the funk and the knots out of Pans hair.

"Seriously Pan I thought you washed it this morning" I said.

" I did before my 6 am workout".

"You're hopeless"

"Hey-

"Oi Miss Briefs what do you think about this one" Igor asked, He was motioning to the extensions but i shook my head. Theres no way Pan would wear her hair that long.

"I'm thinking a long bob and china bangs".

Before Pan could even ask what a bob was I handed Igor the scissors. He cut quicker than the last time, I suppose that's because Marron was moving a lot more than Pan. By the time he was finished Pan's once unruly hair was cascaded down to perfection. The front part of her hair reaching her shoulders the back reaching her neck. She looked pretty good if I do say so myself.

While Pan was trying to pretend she wasn't totally gawking at herself Igor handed her a capsule.

"Some dry shampoo to keep hair fresh" was all he said as he began to clean his work place.

I smiled a bit at him then turned to my friends. " Okay so there goes two miracles you guys officially eliminated all your beauty flaws I say we head to my house a pig out to celebrate".

Pan eagerly nodded and went to grab Marrons hand only for her to pull it away.

"Wait there is still someone with a beauty flaw that we can correct today".

"Who? Me? Guys Thanks but I've already tried the only hairstyle my Mom hasn't had is waist length which if you haven't noticed I already have. And even with that all everyone see's is lil Bulma" I replied.

Marron sheepishly shrugged while handing me a pink bottle "You did say you were tired of being Bulma's twin.

I blinked twice and handed Igor the bottle of cotton candy pink hair dye.

"You're right I am".

"I can't believe this" I grumbled while stomping my feet. To my left was Pan and to my right Marron. We were walking to my house I refuse to fly if someone saw me I think I would die.

" I guess saiyan hair just doesn't color the same you know. Maybe it's like a one time thing, only one color per lifetime" Marron meekly said.

Oh god what if she's right. I would never live this down if only the damn dye did it's fucking job. Wait calm down Bra dont let her spook you out. I sent Marron the best glare I could muster while increasing the power in my stomps. Damn it made another hole.

"It doesn't look bad and you don't really look like Bulma anymore" Pan said. Oh now you're the optimist aye Panny.

" Great cause looking like Trunks is any better" I spat.

Yep thats right my beautiful aqua hair was now the stupid familiar lavender tone of my brother. Yes I tried to wash it out. Igor even tried to dye it back blue hell he even tried dying it black. Seventy-one bottles of dye and a headache later I'm still rocking lavender.

My only response to this stupid day.

" I hate Mondays".

Been awhile since I updated so sorry guys. What did you think lol. Poor Bra lol. Review