Chapter 3: Keep Calm

After Trunks got off the Phone with Goten, he realized bed time was soon approaching for Bra. He quickly ran down the stairs to find Bra already slumped over the sofa. Her favorite show had just gone off, and the moon was reflecting on their glass coffee table.

"Well, I guess you weren't hungry then Bra." Trunks whispered as he gathered his frail sister into his arms. He carried her up to her room, her soft blue hair tickling his arms as he placed her onto her bed. He flicked on the lights not thinking it would cause her to stir, so he could tuck her into bed.

As he tucked her in, Bra started to squirm a little, before finally opening her eyes to her petal pink room. 'Oh brother' Trunks said to himself as Bra started to whimper slightly. He attempted to tip-toe out of her room hoping she would fall back to sleep. "Hey Trunks?" She questioned. Trunks had no choice but to stop in his tracks. "Damn" he mumbled.

Trunks turned his head to look at his yawning sister. "Yeah? What is it sis?" he asked, trying to hide the irritation in his voice. "Can you please read me a bedtime story? Mommy always reads me a story before I go to sleep" She snuggled up to her pillow, trying to give him her precious puppy dog eyes just in case he thought about turning her down. "Uh" he hesitated.

"Pweease Trunks?" Bra sat up in her bed. Once again, Trunks caved in. "Yeah sure. Which one?" he sighed in defeat. "This one" Bra sat up a little and pulled out a blue book with a Rabbit on the cover from under her pillow. "Okay. But after this you have to get some rest okay Bra?" Trunks said as he walked over to her bed. He sat down on the edge of her bed, allowing his little sister to snuggle against his arm.

After Trunks read the book to Bra—about three times—she finally succumbed to sleep. Trunks envied his little sister, she reminded him of the times his mother used to read him a bedtime story. Although Vegeta never came to tuck him in bed occasionally at night, he was glad his father set aside his pride to do it for Bra. She was in fact a princess and she deserved to have the finest things in life, just like his mother. Trunks knew from the moment Bra was born, he would not allow anything to harm his little sister, no matter how annoying she could be at times. If anyone or anything had a problem with her, they had a problem with him.

Trunks finally flicked off the lights before heading towards his own room. It was now around ten o'clock, and he desperately needed a shower before he could conceive anymore plans for the party. After a quick shower, Trunks decided to call Goten back one final time for the night. He needed to tell Goten to get a lot of supplies such as paper plates, forks, spoons, all that good stuff. This time when Trunks called, Goku answered. "Heya Trunks" Goku answered in his typical cheery voice. "Hey Goku. May I speak to Goten?" "Uh, sure. Just a minute Trunks." Goku called Goten over to the phone. "Thanks dad..." Goten said as he retrieved the phone from his father. "And this is exactly why you need a cell bro." Trunks blurted out before Goten could even say "Hello." "Here we go with this again" he sighed. The conversation only lasted for about ten minutes. Trunks simply ordered Goten to keep calling his friends to inform them about the upcoming party, and get up first thing in the morning to grab some supplies for the party.

"Okay, but I think my dad might stop by Trunks" Goten admitted, trying to warn Trunks about decorating too soon. "Ugh! WHY!? So many interruptions! Try to make your dad stay as far away from Capsule Corporations until Monday or some shit."

Trunks was already irritated by the fact that his Grandfather wanted to make surprise visits, but he certainly did not need another unwanted visitor. "Man, you seriously have your fathers temper. Chill out and KEEP CALM!"

Goten emphasized the word "Calm." "Oh, whatever Goten. Just do everything I said." Trunks growled before hanging up. He decided it was time for him to acquire some rest because he will surely need it for tomorrows events. He sprung up from the chair of the desktop in his room, and hopped into bed. "Oh tomorrows going to be real good." He whispered before yawning. "I just gotta make sure Bra's taken care of."

The next morning Trunks got up as soon as he felt the sunlight glisten over his eyes. It was about eight o'clock and he wanted to get the preparations over with without making it too obvious when his grandfather stopped by. Goten on the other hand, was still in bed sleeping, drool falling onto his pillow as he dreamt about food. Trunks paced back and fourth as he listened to the Sons house phone ring. No one answered. "Goten better be up and getting those supplies" Trunks mumbled to himself as he rapidly paced out of his room. He manage to get a glimpse of Bra's room, but he didn't sense her Ki as he approached it, so he figured she was already downstairs.

Once he got down the stairs he heard the TV blasting, he could tell she was watching one of those kiddy shows. "Hehe" she giggled. Bra was in the living room with her stuffed animals strolled across the rug. "Goodmorning big brother" She squealed, excitement spread across her face.

"Hey Bra, do you mind turning that down a bit?" Trunks asked as he ruffled his little sisters hair. "Okay!" Bra yelled. She bolted up from the couch with her pink teddy bear in hand, and ran over to turn the television down. "There we go" she ran back over to the couch to finish her little game of "Teddys birthday".

"Hungry?" Trunks yelled as he walked over to the kitchen. He didn't hear an immediate response from Bra, but decided he was going to fix her some food anyway. After all, she was half saiyan. When Trunks walked into the kitchen nothing but exasperation flooded throughout his entire body. Milk and cereal were all over the counters and tables and the sugar jar was broken, glass everywhere. He wanted to scream, but thankfully Trunks had more self control than his father. "Fuck. Now this is going to delay me" Trunks said in annoyance.

"BRA!" 'Keep CALM.' Gotens voice flowed throughout Trunks' head. Bra immediately came running into the kitchen. As soon as she saw her brothers face, she braced her self for his immense screeching. But luckily she was wrong, Trunks approached her, then gently caressed her face.

"Bra? What did you do?" He tried so hard not to reveal his irritation. "Sorry Trunks. I just wanted to make us some breakfast." Bra looked up at Trunks with her blue twinkling eyes, he could tell tears were trying to escape. He sighed. It was an awful experience the first time he had made his little sister cry. He made a vow to try his best to never do it again, not matter how angry she would make him. "It's okay." Trunks said bending down to make eye contact with her.

"Next time, just ask me okay?" He gave her a reassuring smile before getting up. He walked over to the utility closet to get some paper towels and some rags to clean up the dreadful mess her sister had created. "Thanks for not yelling me Trunks" Bra said before exiting the kitchen. Sometimes staying calm actually had its benefits.

After Trunks cleaned up the mess in the kitchen, Dr. Briefs had made his expected appearance. He questioned Trunks about all the Decorative objects he caught a glimpse of on the table near the entrance, but Trunks simply told him that he and Bra were planning on creating a project, for stuffed animals. Trunks knew that explanation sounded stupid, but his Grandfather was somewhat as gullible as his Grandmother. "Okay Grandson. I just wanted to see if you two kids were doing alright without your parents home. Everything seems to be in perfect order, so I'll be heading back to the house now" Dr. Briefs concluded. "Okay Grandfather. We'll call you if we need anything, bye." Trunks said, as he practically shoved his elder out of the door. After slamming the door unintentionally, Trunks pulled out his cell phone to see if Goten had finally got the supplies needed for the party. It was about one o'clock now. "Gosh. Time flies by so quick man." he said as he dialed the number.

The phone rang and rang until finally Chi Chi picked up. "Yeah?" she answered in a sullen tone. "Uh, hey Chi Chi. Is Goten busy?" Chi Chi could hear a hint of nervousness in Trunks' voice, but she thought that contributed to the fact the she was simply Chi Chi. "No, but his lazy butt is still in bed sleeping" She replied casually. "WHAT!?" Trunks didn't realize he had yelled into the phone until he heard Chi Chi groan in annoyance. "What's all the fuss about Trunks? Why do you need him so badly?" Chi Chi knew that Vegeta and Bulma had gone away for the weekend, so Trunks' sudden outburst started to arouse suspicion within her. Trunks was completely frustrated with his friend at this point. The party was only a couple of hours away and the kid was still in bed trying to catch up on some Z's!?

"Um, Hello?" Chi Chi asked, beginning to get agitated. "Oh, sorry Chi, there was just some crazy news I just heard on the radio. That's all" Trunks attempted to convince Chi Chi that he had gotten overly-excited for no apparent reason. "Uhuh" Chi Chi's suspicion ceased a bit, for now. "But uh, can you wake Goten for me please? I wanted to ask him something very important."

"Alright. Hold on" Chi Chi placed the house phone on the counter, then walked to Gotens room. Trunks could hear the impact of Chi Chi's hollering although she was a good distance away from the phone. Goten found him self on the floor as a result of his mothers screeching. "Alright mom! I'm up!" He said as he rubbed his temple. It took a moment to process what his mother had told him, but as soon as he became completely conscious, he instantly dashed to the house phone in the kitchen. "Shit! Bro! I'm sorry i'm going to get them now!" Goten's Voice halted Trunks' train of thought as he pleaded with Trunks to remain patient.

"Yeah, just hurry up Goten!" Goten didn't even bother to get dressed, he just simply ran to his room and quickly placed his shoes on. "Goten where are you go—" Chi Chi wasn't able to finish her sentence before Goten hopped out of the window and took off into the sky. "Oh brother!" She growled, as she proceeded to hang up the phone. Saiyans were so weird.