Gohan was shocked and confused! He was not expecting this. "TRUNKS KNOWS?! HOW?!" screamed his conscience.
"Uhh, Wh-wh-wh-wh-what are you t-t-t-t-talkin-"
"OH COME ON! Don't start stuttering on me now Gohan! You were talking fine a minute ago!" Trunks said.
Gohan needed to regain his composure, so he stepped away from Trunks.
Trunks was enjoying this. "This is priceless!" he thought. "Absolutely priceless!"
Gohan's face expression said it all. "HOW IN THE WORLD DOES HE KNOW?!" he wondered, trying to make sense of it all.
"Look at him," thought Trunks smiling to himself. "He wants to know how I know!"
Gohan did a couple of head rolls and took a deep breath. He clenched his fist out of frustration.
"I so wish I had my phone right now," said Trunks silently. "I wouldn't have mind capturing this on camera. It's too bad," he thought, because this is one precious memory that should last a lifetime.
After Gohan calmed down, he looked at Trunks and said, "I don't know what you're talking about," and turned around to leave.
"Why are you walking away?!" shouted Trunks. "I thought you wanted to talk to me! I mean, that is why you called me out right? But, oh well, since you don't want to talk, maybe Marron will listen to me instead!" he yelled, provoking Gohan.
Gohan stopped immediately and walked back towards Trunks.
"Listen Trunks! You've been warned. Stay away from my wife!" he yelled.
Trunks hopped up on the hood of his car, looked at Gohan, and calmly said, "That's your favorite line, isn't it?"
Gohan looked at Trunks annoyed. "That's because it's the truth! Marron is my wife! How many times must I say this to you?!"
"Say it as many times as you want! If that's what make you feel better, then say it! Because I'm not backing down Gohan!"
"Well guess what Trunks?! If you haven't noticed, Marron loves me!" shouted Gohan, tapping his chest with his right hand.
"That's no big deal," said Trunks, waving off Gohan's gesture. "All of that will change soon."
"It will never change! I will always be the only man in her heart!" said Gohan, glaring directly into Trunks eyes.
"In that case, I gladly accept your challenge, Gohan," said Trunks, as he hopped down from the hood of his car.
"Don't mess with me Trunks!" yelled Gohan, getting closer towards him. "Remember, we have a daughter together, and she's pregnant with my child!"
"Is that what you're worried about?" Trunks asked, sounding concerned. "Gohan!...Pal!...Relaaaaaax! You have nothing to worry about! Marron and I will be glad to let you have the children on the weekends," said Trunks, hitting a nerve.
Gohan lost his temper and threw another punch at Trunks face, but it didn't connect this time, because Trunks easily caught Gohan's fist.
"I let you hit me the first time," stated Trunks, releasing Gohan's hand. "The second time will not be that easy."
Gohan eyes turned cold and deadly. "You can't have her Trunks. I won't let you."
Trunks returned the deadly look and replied, "You lost your right as her husband to say that to me."
Gohan and Trunks were getting ready to battle it out, but they began receiving unwanted attention from onlookers, and a small crowd started to form. Not wanting to cause a public display, both men decided it was time to leave. Trunks drove away in his car, and Gohan drove away in his.
Gohan's mind was now a wreck. 'How the heck did Trunks find out?' and 'Is he going to tell Marron?' 'He better not tell Marron!' Arrrrgh! This is so frustrating! What am I going to do?!' Gohan thought for a minute, "Goten!"
Gohan stopped in the parking lot of a restaurant and decided to call his brother.
Goten and Bra was still in the bed sleeping when Goten's phone started ringing. Bra woke up to the sound of the ringing, but Goten did not. Bra walked over to Goten's phone and picked it up. She saw Gohan's name appearing across the screen, and she tapped the ignore button.
Gohan called back right away, and she ignored him again, "That's strange," thought Gohan, but that did not stop him, because he kept calling and calling until Bra finally answered the phone.
"What do you want?!" she said, stepping into the hallway.
"Bra?" he asked. "What are you doing answering my brother's phone?!" he yelled, realizing Bra was the reason his call wasn't getting through.
"What do you want with Goten?!" she asked, in a mean tone.
"Why do you want to know?!" he asked back.
"Why are you answering my question with a question?" she asked.
"Why are you still talking to me?!"
"Click!" Bra hung up on Gohan before he could tell her to put Goten on.
"The Briefs siblings are really getting on my nerves today," said Gohan, hitting the steering wheel of his car.
-Back at home -
Marron and Pan woke up to find that Gohan wasn't in the house, but when they went into the kitchen, they found a sticky note on the refrigerator saying, he'll be back soon, so Marron went ahead and cooked breakfast for herself and Pan and they sat at the kitchen table to eat.
"Mom, is it okay if I talk to you now?" asked Pan, playing with her scrambled eggs.
"Sure Pan, what do you want to talk about?" Marron asked.
"It's about a boy," said Pan, looking down at her plate.
"I need more details?" said Marron.
"Well, you see mom, I like this boy. I think he likes me when he's with me, but I think he might like someone else too. What should I do mom?"
"Call my mother," said Marron, handing Pan her cell phone.
"You want me to call grandma? Why?" asked Pan, making a funny face.
"Because I can't help you Pan," said Marron, biting into her bacon. "And you yourself said she's full of confidence."
"Okay," said Pan. "This is so weird."
"And make sure you put her on speaker phone, I want to make sure she doesn't give you any bad advice."
"Okay, Mom."
Pan went through her contact list, found Eighteen's number, and dialed it. When Eighteen answered her phone, Pan happily greeted her grandmother, and told her about her situation.
"Hm, is this other girl pretty?" asked Eighteen, over the phone, as she sat on her bed.
"I guess she's okay," said Pan.
"BIG MISTAKE," said Eighteen. "NEVER EVER admit your opponent is pretty!"
"Why?" asked Pan.
"Because you lose the moment you do. You're prettier than her, so behave like it! Treat that other girl like she's- "
"Mom's listening!" Pan said quickly, looking at her mother.
"Oh, Hi sweetie," said Eighteen.
"Hi mom," responded Marron.
" Okay, got it! What else grandma?" said Pan, looking away from Marron.
"Let's see, don't try to be this boy's best friend, Pan. It's good to get along and be friends with him, but make sure he's always aware that you're a girl first. "
"Um, what should I do, if I kind of sort of told him how I feel about him?" asked Pan, sounding nervous.
"Well how did he respond?" asked Eighteen.
"He's being conceited around me, and he flirts with the other girl in my face!"
"Then why do you even like him?" asked Marron.
"You wouldn't understand!" yelled Eighteen and Pan.
"Fine, I'll just mind my business," said Marron, as she continued to eat.
"Yeah, you do that sweetie," said Eighteen to Marron. "Okay Pan, this is what you do. You should dress up really nice when you go to school. Get your mom to help you! And when you see him, show off and blush a little bit, then go up to him and ask him how you look. He's going to assume you dressed up for him, so when he tells you, you look good, say, thank you, and point to some other guy and say you dressed up for him. That should bruise that bastard's ego!" yelled Eighteen.
Meanwhile, Gohan finally arrived back home and he's feeling insecure and paranoid. Before he entered the house, he gave himself a little pep talk. When he entered, he found Marron and Pan sitting at the kitchen table.
When Pan saw her father, she immediately got up from the kitchen table, ran to her room, and continued her conversation with her grandmother in private.
Gohan pulled up a chair and sat next to Marron. Marron wasn't in the mood for his company because of his behavior towards her last night. She glanced at him, and he glanced at her. Marron got up from the table, and walked over to the kitchen sink to wash her plate.
Gohan watched her get up. He leaned back in his chair, crossed his right leg over his left thigh, and just stared at her with his head tilted. "There's no way I'm letting Trunks have you," thought Gohan, privately to himself.
Marron couldn't help but feel Gohan's stare. He was starting to make her feel very uncomfortable. "Why is he staring at me like a nut basket?" thought Marron. "I think it's best if I leave."
As Gohan stared, he noticed that Marron had her hair down, and she was wearing cute little hair clips. "Who is she trying to look nice for?" thought Gohan, getting up from the table. "It better not be Trunks!"
"Um, are you going anywhere?" he asked, walking towards her.
Marron didn't bother to answer him.
"If you're leaving, maybe you would like company?" he asked, trying to meet her eyes with his.
Marron walked out of the kitchen pretending she didn't hear him.
"Don't ignore me!" he yelled. "I don't like it!"
"I don't like it either Gohan!" said Marron, yelling back at him.
"When did I? Ohhhhhh!" he said, remembering how he treated her last night, when she came home from her date with Trunks.
"I didn't deserve that!" she said, turning her back on him.
Gohan affectionately hugged her from behind, slightly startling her.
"I'm sorry," he said to her. "But it's your own fault for having fun with Trunks," mumbled Gohan to himself.
"And if you must know, I have a doctor's appointment," she said, walking away from him.
When Marron was out of his sight, Gohan went back into the kitchen and sat at the table to think. The only person who could possibly help him in his time of need, and answer all of his questions, is his baby brother Goten.
End of Chapter