Chapter 4: Confrontation
Bulla stepped out of the shower and headed straight for her bedroom. She entered her room and the first thing she looked at was the clock. It was 9:06pm.
"It's still early…for me anyways, but I'm beat…" She said and fell onto her bed.
The Next Day…
Bulla was walking towards the kitchen.
"Mum! Have you seen the clothes that were on the kitchen counter?" Bulla shouted.
"No honey, ask your Granma."
Bulla saw the receipt on the floor. She picked it up and stuffed it in her pocket.
"Looking for something?" Trunks asked as he walked into the kitchen.
"Trunks…what did you do to those clothes." Bulla asked.
"Oh nothing really, just a little bit of target practice. Oh…Pan's going to be here in half an hour…"
"Trunks you asshole!"
"Did you find your clothes?" Bulma asked as she walked into the kitchen."
"Those clothes weren't mine and Trunks here destroyed them." Bulla said.
"Trunk why did you go and do that?" Bulma asked.
"I was bored, besides she has enough clothes already."
"Mum, please, can I have some money; I need to go buy some new clothes."
"How greedy could you possibly get?!" Trunks asked.
"Shut up, I didn't ask you for any money so stop acting like I did."
"Shut it! Both of you." Vegeta said as he came in to grab some food.
"I'll go get my purse." Bulma said.
'Pan will be here in 16 minutes…I don't have time to wait.' Bulla thought.
"It's fine mom." Bulla said and ran out of Capsule Corp. She got into her car and sped off.
After a few minutes of driving that possibly got her a hundred speeding tickets, Bulla reached the huge Shopping Mall.
Bulla ran into Chappy's and took out the receipt she put in her pocket earlier. She grabbed all the items on the list.
Bulla ran over to the counter.
"Hi, I'd like to open an account with this store…"
Capsule Corp
Pan walked into Capsule Corp, just as she's being doing her whole life.
"Pan, you're here." Bulma said.
"Hi Mrs. Briefs."
"Oh please, call me Bulma."
"Hey" Trunks greeted as he walked towards her.
"Hello Trunks." She said and returned the hug.
Just as they let go the front door opened and Bulla came running through.
"Hi Pan." Bulla said.
"Oh Hey Bulla."
"Here are your clothes." Bulla said, handing them over to Bulla, looking at Trunks shocked expression the entire time.
'I…destroyed Pan's…clothes.' Trunks thought.
Bulma looked at Trunks and smiled when he saw her.
'Knowing this thing she'll take any chance she gets to get me into shit…she's going to tell Pan about what happened.' Trunks thought.
"Thanks for keeping these for me, I hope it wasn't any trouble, I hate flying when I'm carrying clothes. They always fly out of the bag." Pan said.
"Hey guess what happened last night…" Bulla said even happier than she normally was when she's around Pan.
"What?" Pan asked, getting a little nervous.
"Goten called, and asked me out!" Bulla said and they both squealed, attracting attention.
"That's great, I've been telling him to do that for a while now."
"So I guess I should be thanking you too." Bulla said.
"Oh don't worry about that. When's your first date?" Pan asked eagerly.
"In about half an hour…" Bulla said and blushed.
"That's awesome! I expect full details when I get back."
"Of course. Now don't you have your own date to go on?"
"Crap that's right." Pan said and bit her lip.
"So, you ready to go?" Pan asked Trunks.
"Hello, Trunks…" Pan said and he snapped out of it.
"Oh, sorry, yeah let's go."
"See you later Bulla." Pan said.
They walked out the door.
"It's really nice what you done for Pan Bulla. Now what do you want for breakfast?" Bulma said.
"Mom can I ask you something?"
"Sure, anything."
"Why does Trunks hate me?" Bulla asked.
"Are you kidding me, he does love you, you're his baby sister after all. You know how big brothers are." Bulma replied.
Trunks & Pan – 30 Minutes Later
The half Saiyans were at a small outdoor restaurant. Trunks was busy with more than 2 glasses of coke and Pan was drinking a Strawberry smoothie.
"Trunks what's wrong? You've had this guilty loo on your face all day." Pan said.
"It's nothing."
"Tell me!" Pan demanded,
"Ok fine."
"Well, I'm waiting."
"Just don't get mad ok."
"Trunks what did you do?"
"Well, you see I thought those were Bulla's clothes. So I took them outside and I blasted them."
"You did what now?!"
"I'm sorry, I didn't know they were yours."
"I'm not mad that you destroyed my clothes…ok I'm a girl, I kind of am, but how could you do that to Bulla? I care about her more than you do and she's not even my sister. Just because you wanted a brother it doesn't mean you have to ruin her life."
"I'm sorry. It's just she cares so much about clothes and…-" Trunks got interrupted by Pan.
"Do you always do that to Bulla, destroy her stuff without caring how she would feel? That her own brother would hate her so much that he would go around blasting everything she cares about"
"No…"
"Bulla cares about me. Does that put me on your hit list too?"
"What? No of course not, how could you even think that?"
"I'm starting to think a lot of things Trunks."
Trunks was silent.
"You know yesterday when we went to the store, Bulla was about to pay for our stuff. But her Credit Card was declined because the bank was having problems. Bulla only had enough cash to pay for either my or her clothes. She used what cash she had left to pay for my clothes Trunks. She said that she didn't want me the blow my allowance. She always buys me stuff whenever we go out, I'm the reason her Credit Card bill is like that each month."
"Don't worry about that, we have more than enough money."
"Have you been listening to anything I said?" Pan asked.
"Yes, I heard everything…?" He sighed.
"Trunks, if you stopped being such a jerk, and actually get to know Bulla you would see the kind, caring, generous person that she really is. I wish she was my sister."
"Are you still mad at me?" Trunks asked.
"Of course I am. What do you think?"
"I'm sorry."
"I'm not the one you should be apologizing to. You should know that by now."
"What do you mean?"
"You want to make it up to me right?" Pan asked.
"Yes, of course I do. But I still don't understand what you're trying to tell me."
"You want me to forgive you, don't you?"
"Yes."
"Then there's something you have to do for me."
"Sure, anything."
"Apologize to Bulla."
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