A/N: I'd like to Call This Short "All Hail the Princess"

It was Saturday morning at the Capsule Corporation and instead of preparing for her routine trip to the mall, certain blunette was livid. Yesterday evening she had decided to join her father, brother & the Sons in their Friday night training session, just to see what it was like & they had all laughed her out of the Gravity Room. Even Goten! Well boy would they regret that!

Bra Briefs was tired of everyone thinking she was just some air-headed beauty queen. Well they did have the beauty queen part right. Bra shook away the thoughts and headed on to her destination. Even her mother had agreed that she was "just not fit for training". Bra checked to make sure she had on her Ki-concealer bracelet and drove on in her hover car. Everyone would just assume she'd gone to the mall but they had no idea what she had up her sleeves.

…

"Absolutely not" said a deep voice.

Bra growled in frustration. "So you're saying you won't train me?"

"You heard me kid, I'm not trying to deal with the repercussions of training Vegeta's little girl", the voice replied.

"OH I see", she said tauntingly. "Does my big, strong daddy scare you then?"

Piccolo whipped around to face Bra, his eyes nearly bulging out of his head.

Checkmate.

"Listen to me you little brat!" he shouted. "I am NOT afraid of your father or any other Sayian on this planet! Got it?"

"Crystal clear", Bra smirked.

"You will be here at the lookout every morning Saturday at 8, not 8:01. If you are late or complain even once it's over." Piccolo growled.

"I'll be here," Bra agreed & turned to leave. "Oh & this is just our secret okay?"

"Fine by me" the Namekian agreed as the young Sayian hopped in her hover car & took off.

"Just hope you know what you're in for", he smirked.

….

The next three months were the toughest of Bra's life. She struggled to maintain her school work and social life on top of Piccolo's rigorous training. Bra had to stop partying on Fridays and hadn't shopped in months. Her wardrobe needed a serious upgrade. But proving the naysayers wrong was more important to Bra than anything else. Even though she only trained on Saturday, she was sore until Wednesday. By the time she felt normal again it was time to train again. But Bra kept her goal in mind and felt herself getting stronger and stronger. Piccolo was stunned when his trainee requested more training time.

After six months had passed Bra finally felt like she was ready to face the gravity room again. The blunette threw on her training clothes and headed down to the room. As she expected everyone was there, Pan, Goten and her father and brother.

"Look guys" Pan shouted as soon as she noticed Bra. "Her highness must need a shopping partner."

Her father scowled but the others snickered.

"Just because you've never owned a decent outfit doesn't mean you should be rude Pan", Bra snapped. "Actually I've come with a proposition for you guys."

"What is it?" Trunks asked.

"One of you spar with me & if I win every time you see me for the next month you all have to say "All hail the Princess" & bow low."

The grouped looked at her stunned and started to laugh again.

"And what happens when I win?" Pan asked.

Bra shrugged. "I won't go shopping for a month."

"Wow! This I have to see!" Goten exclaimed.

Pan and Bra squared up and prepared to spar with everyone placing bets on Pan to win the match.

"What about you dad?" Trunks asked as his father scowled at the girls.

"Bra will win." He stated confidently.

"W-what?" the boys said stunned.

"Just watch", Vegeta said smirking. "Bra has changed."

…

Pan and Bra launched at each other, with Pan smirking and not taking Bra seriously. She threw soft punches and kicks at Bra, which she easily dodged still on the defensive.

"Wow the Princess actually knows how to fight!" Pan laughed.

Bra struggled to control her anger remembering everything Piccolo had taught her about precision and as soon as Pan dropped her guard Bra hit her with an uppercut that sent her flying across the room. Pan hit head against the wall and slump down.

"Woahh go Bra!" Trunks & Goten shouted.

But Bra paid them no mind, Piccolo taught her to ignore all distractions. Pan leaped up angrily and charged at Bra but her emotions were too involved. She threw wild punches and kicks with Bra effortlessly dodging them. Furious Pan leapt into the air and began powering up to launch a blast at Bra but Bra didn't wait on it. It was time to end this. She flew up to Pan and launched her fist into Pan's stomach knocking the wind out of her, then spun mid-air and kicked Pan in her head sending her flying into the machines below. The match was over and Bra had never been more proud of herself.

Bra lowered herself back to the ground and waited as the others gave Pan a bean to help recover her energy. Once she was okay they all came over to Bra. Her father couldn't wipe the smirk from his face. He's finally proud of me. Bra smiled.

"Wow, Princess" Pan said as she held out her hand to shake Bra's. "I have to say I never expected it but you kick ass!"

"Yeah way to prove us all wrong little sis", Trunks said as he ruffled her hair.

"Totally awesome Bra", Goten said with a slight blush.

Bra was smiling from ear to ear from all the praise. She had truly earned it. They all grabbed their things & prepared to leave the gravity room.

"I expect you will be joining us in the gravity room on Friday's now", Vegeta said.

"Actually dad I already have a trainer", Bra said with a sympathatic smile.

Vegeta nodded his understanding and prepared to leave.

"And just where do you think you're going?" Bra snapped sounding exactly like Bulma.

Everyone froze and stared at her. Bra cupped a hand around her ears and leaned forward. "Well?"

They grouped sighed heavily and held their heads down. "All hail the Princess." they growled in defeat.

Bra laughed and held her head high as she left the gravity room never noticing the green man floating in the air looking down on her.

"All hail the Princess Indeed.", he said with a smirk.