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Three days passed since Bra's sudden display of emotions, and Trunks, Vegeta, and Bulma, were sitting at the kitchen table thinking of ways to handle her.

This was not the way Trunks wanted to enjoy his beautiful Spring weekend. When people think of Spring, they usually think of the sun shining, birds chirping, and flowers blooming, instead Trunks had to deal with his glass breaking, tantrum throwing, rude little sister. But since he felt the accident was his fault, he didn't complain.

Vegeta was still in shock that his "little girl" blew up at him. He understood why she blew up at Bulma, and Trunks, because, you know, they are sort of annoying, but why Him! Yes, he knows she has amnesia and all, but that's still no excuse! He wanted his "little girl" back and he wanted her back Now!

Bulma, unlike the other two, wasn't thinking about Bra, she was in her own little world thinking about the good old days.

"MOM!"

Bulma snapped back to reality when she realized Trunks was calling her.

"You must have a darn good idea mom. I've been calling your name for the longest".

"Oh, I'm sorry Trunks, I was just thinking that we should let your father talk to her".

It was obviously a lie, but Bulma couldn't tell them what she was really thinking.

"WHAT! WHY ME!"

"Because you two have a special relationship. Come on, Vegeta, Don't you want your "little girl" back?"

"FINE! I'll Do It!" huffed Vegeta.

Vegeta left the kitchen table and went to talk to his daughter Bra.

"You know this could be a complete failure, right?" said Trunks.

"I know!" said Bulma. "But it's worth a shot".

Vegeta stood outside Bra's bedroom composing himself before he knocked on her door. He knocked on her door ten times, but she refused to open it. Vegeta was quickly losing his patience. "Calm down" he thought to himself. After calming down Vegeta tried once again, and Bra still refused to open the door.

"OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW BEFORE I BREAK IT DOWN!"

Bra, irritated, opened her door. She stood in her doorway staring at her father before speaking.

"What Do You Want VE-GE-TA? Don't You Have Your Own Woman You Can Go And Bother? So Pathetic!"

"BUL-MAAAAAAAA!"

Bulma and Trunks hurriedly ran to Vegeta. Upon arrival, Bulma and Trunks saw that Vegeta was in kill mode.

"WHAT SHOULD WE DO, MOM? WHAT SHOULD WE DO?" asked Trunks panicky. "I GUESS I BETTER POWER UP".

"Don't Worry Trunks. I Got This," said Bulma.

Not for one minute did Trunks believe his mother. "There was Absolutely, Positively, No Way she could calm him down," thought Trunks. Trunks watched on as his mother walked towards his father and planted a kiss right on his lips.

"Of Course! DUH!" thought Trunks to himself.

Vegeta instantly calmed down. Bra, in the meantime, had slammed the door to her room once again.

Vegeta, Bulma, and Trunks were back at the kitchen table trying to think of new ideas.

"DO SOMETHING ABOUT THAT DAUGHTER OF YOURS BEFORE I BLAST HER!" shouted Vegeta.

"WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO? She's getting on my nerves too. And I am almost tempted to let you blast her Vegeta, but we need to stay calm".

"Dad, You're actually upset with your "little girl" to the point you want to Blast Her. Wow! Some Dreams Really Do Come True!" stated Trunks.

"THAT THING IS NOT MY "LITTLE GIRL," responded Vegeta.

"Trunks, Please Tell Me You Have An Idea," said Bulma.

Trunks thought long and hard for a minute.

"I know, Why don't we call Marron".

"That might work," said Bulma. "We haven't allowed any visitors since she's been home".

"THAT'S BECAUSE HER ATTITUDE SUCKS!" said Vegeta.

"Well, should I call Marron?" asked Trunks.

"Sure, go for it," said Bulma.

Trunks called Marron and explained the situation to her, and asked if she could come over to help out. Marron agreed and said she would be right over.

Vegeta, Bulma, and Trunks waited in the kitchen for Marron to show up.

Bra was bored of being in her bedroom and decided to go down to the game room.

After a while, they heard a knock on the door, and Trunks went to let Marron in.

"Hi everyone, so how is she?" asked Marron.

"ROTTEN!" said, Vegeta, Bulma, and Trunks.

"So where is she?

"She's in the game room. Marron, Try To Be Careful!" said Trunks.

"Alright, Here I go Everyone".

Marron entered the game room and saw Bra sitting on a red colored bean bag playing with a paddle ball. "Of all the things to play with, and she chose that old thing!" thought Marron.

"Excuse Me, Bra."

Bra stopped playing with the paddle ball because she didn't recognize the stranger before her. Curious, Bra began to walk towards Marron.

"HI BRA, HOW ARE YOU? DO YOU REMEMBER ME? IT'S ME, MARRON. DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?"

"LISTEN DUMB BLOND, YOU HAVE THREE SECONDS TO GET OUT OF MY FACE BEFORE I MAKE YOU MY NEW PUNCHING BAG! ...ONE, TWO,"

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Marron ran out of there as fast as she could.

"SHE'S HORRIBLE I TELL YOU, JUST HORRIBLE! I was scared for my life! I'm sorry Trunks, but I just can't help you. Have you tried calling Pan?"

"That's a bad idea Marron," answered Trunks.

"Why"

"Because, even before Bra had her accident, she always viewed Pan as the little sister she never wanted".

"YEAH, It would be World War III over here if you called Pan over," said Bulma.

"But they got along just fine as toddlers, What Happened?" asked Marron.

"Goten Happened!"

"THAT'S IT TRUNKS!" exclaimed Bulma.

"What is?" said Trunks.

"GOTEN, LET'S CALL GOTEN"

"I SAY WE CALL THE GIRL," said Vegeta.

"That is a Good Idea Mom!"

"I don't know," said Marron. "I feel sorta sorry for him".

"Don't worry, Goten's a big boy," stated Trunks.

"Still," said Marron worriedly.

"Do you want to go back in there?" asked Trunks.

"No Thank You! Goten it is!"

Trunks picked up his phone and asked Goten to come over. He didn't tell him the real reason he was calling him over, instead he lied and told Goten he was having girl problems. Which, technically, wasn't exactly a lie.

Goten easily agreed because he wanted Trunks to help him pick out an outfit for a soiree he was attending later on that week.

Marron wanted to stay to see how things would turn out, but she had to leave because she had other plans, and told Trunks to call her on Wednesday.

Within 20 minutes, Goten arrived at the Briefs house.