After they finished their meal, the Saiyan females sighed, patting their full stomachs. Bra looked at her friends with half-lidded eyes, before her cerulean orbs traveled to the loads of dishes the three had accumulated.
"Wow girls…now that's what I call a lunch!" Pan sighed, a silly grin on her face.
Satori giggled. "True. Though, I could've eaten a little more. But I don't think the kitchen has enough food left." She laughed along with Bra.
"Well come on. Let's pay for this food and leave." Each girl got up, not noticing the star struck looks they got from the employees of the restaurant and the other customers who had decided to eat there as well. They paid their bill, having split the cost into three equal parts, and departed the café with full stomachs and happy moods.
"It'll suck going back to work." Satori pouted, actually against going back to the office.
"I know what you mean. But hey, at least you have my brother there to keep you busy. If you know what I mean." Bra nudged her with her elbow, winking at her.
"Ugh, is that all you think about, Bra Briefs?" Pan looked at her friend with a slightly disgusted look written upon her face.
"Not really. But you girls gotta think of it like this. Just imagine yourself doing something like that in an office, especially the office of the company president? Too bad Uub isn't the president of a company. I would've—"
"Bra!" The twins cut her off, giving her disgusted looks. "Too much!"
Bra laughed at their reactions, deciding to leave the rest to the imagination. As they walked back to Capsule Corp, Bra stopped, gawking at a pretty outfit in one of the windows.
"Look you guys! Isn't it beautiful?!" She squealed excitedly.
Pan and Satori looked at each other, sweatdropping. They looked at the outfit for a moment and when Bra made a move to go inside the store, they both grabbed her arms, pulling her away.
"Wait you guys! I wanna buy it!!" She whined.
"Come on Bra. I gotta get back to work." Satori told her, not once lessening her grip on her arm.
"Ugh! I HATE YOU TWO!" Bra screamed.
"Hey, that sounds like what I said when you two dragged me off to lunch!" Satori laughed along with her twin as Bra continued to struggle and whine.
Trunks sat in his office, staring blankly at the wall. He had his feet reclined on his desk and a very bored expression was on his face. Sometimes he hated being President of Capsule Corp; it often left him with nothing to do, since most of his secretaries filled out most of his work for him. All he had to do was sign it…and it led to a very bored Demi-Saiyan on most days. Sighing, Trunks laid flicked a pen off his desk, closing his eyes. His trained ears picked up the sound of someone opening the door and he opened one eye to see Satori entering.
"Satori! About time you came back from lunch. I was bored!" Trunks announced, an instant smile coming onto his face.
Satori smirked slightly, sitting down onto the chair in front of his desk. "You should do something besides just sitting here and being bored."
"There's nothing for me to do, Hotaru. I have people like you to do some of my work for me."
She made a face and tossed a pen at him. He chuckled, watching as it slipped into his lap. "No need to throw things, Hotaru dear."
"Oh shut up, baka." She stuck her tongue out at him, crossing her arms over her chest. "I have some things for you to sign, anyway. That should keep you busy."
"How much stuff do you have for me to sign?" He asked, skeptically.
"Two piles." She smirked at his grimace. "Aw, coming on Trunks!" She cooed in a voice one would use with a baby. "It's not like you're doing anything else."
"But still! I hate signing." He pouted.
"Just like I hate half the female population in this office, but do you hear me complaining?" She questioned, a smile coming onto her face at the glare he gave her.
"That's different!"
"How, love? You hate signing papers, but you don't have to fill them out. I do that for you. I'm sure if there was a way that I could forge your signature perfectly, I would, but that could really get me into a serious amount of trouble and I'm sure you don't want that, now do you Trunks?"
"No…"
"Okay then. So for the documents to actually mean something without an illegal signature on them, you have to sign them yourself, love. Or, they could end up like a 5-year contract and become null and void."
He stared at her blankly. "I hate you sometimes, you know that?"
"But you'll learn to love me as the years go on!" She giggled as she stood, heading out the door.
"I think…" He murmured lowly to her retreating back, "I might be starting to…"
Satori hummed as she made her way back to her desk. For some reason, going out with the girls was a great stress reliever for her. She wasn't worried about the people in her office anymore or anything for that matter. She passed Julie's desk, surprised to see the woman sitting there.
"Huh. I didn't know you were back." She smirked, stopping in front of the blonde's desk and crossing her arms over her chest.
Julie's eyes widened in fright as she scrambled to stand up and get away from the Saiyan. Satori held back a laugh at the way the blonde was trying to get away from her; call her demented, but she loved every minute of toying with her co-worker. You could say it was…fulfilling in a way.
"Aw, trying to get away from me? Scared of little old Satori?" She taunted, stepping closer to her.
"G-get away from me! You freak!"
"Freak? Why don't you try thinking of something more insulting?" Satori smirked again, stepping even closer.
Julie's eyes widened more than usual as the Saiyan female leaned close to her, staring her right in the eyes.
"A word of advice, Julie. If you so much as think about harming me in any way again, there won't be anyone here to catch you next time."
Walking off with a triumphant smile on her face, she left Julie to stare after her. Soon, the work day flew past and Satori went to Trunks' office. Since he took her to breakfast that morning, she hadn't driven her car and she needed a ride home. She knocked, entering before he could give her entrance. He was filing papers and wasn't paying attention to her. She watched him for a moment and tried to sneak up on him.
"I already know you're in here, Hotaru. No sense in trying to sneak up on me."
"Aww, no fair." She pouted. "It sucks that you have to those good ears. It makes sneaking up on your hard. Maybe I should just disguise my power level next time."
Trunks looked behind him at her. "That won't work. I know your ki better than you know it yourself."
"Just crush my dream, why don't you Briefs?" She rolled her eyes at him, pushing him slightly. "Hurry up. I need a ride home."
"Fine, fine." He finished and grabbed his keys from on top of the file cabinet. "Let's get you home before you have a fit."
She just rolled her eyes and walked out of the office.
At the Son house, Videl was cooking dinner, getting ready for her twins and husband to come home. Goten was upstairs in the guest room with Mei and both were sleeping. It was quiet in the house; too quiet. Videl frowned as she looked out of the window for any sign of her family. I wonder when they're gonna get home this time. She thought as she poured frozen vegetables in the soup she was making. As that cooked, she left the kitchen and went into the living room to turn on the TV. She sighed, seeing that her father was on the news…again.
"So Hercule, do you have any new fighters who are willing to fight in the tournament this year?" A red-haired news reporter asked the aging "Champion of the World."
"Well, of course! They might not be as strong as I was back in my day, but they're better than any other 'fighter' out there! Two of the fighters I recommend happen to be my granddaughters!" Hercule stated proudly, hands on his hips just like the old days. He really hadn't changed; except for the huge baldness in the middle of his head.
Videl sighed. "I wonder if they know…"
As on cue, Pan stormed into the house, the anger evident in her walk and in her voice. "MOM! Your father just signed me and Satori up for the World Tournament! Do you know how long it's been since I've last fought in a tournament?! I was five! You hear me?! FIVE!!"
"Pan, not so loud. Your uncle and cousin are sleeping. And I know; I just heard the news. But I wouldn't be so worried about it. I mean, you are pretty strong to say the least, Panny. You beat your uncle when you were five, remember?"
"But that's not the point! I don't wanna fight! I bet you that Vegeta isn't making Bra fight!"
"We're not making you girls fight either. Though it would be fun seeing you the both of you fight in a tournament again." Videl was leaning over the back of the couch, hands under her chin.
"Mom! This isn't fair!" Pan whined.
Both females turned to the sound of the door opening. Standing in the entranceway was Satori and Gohan, staring at the two.
"Um…what's with all the yelling? We could hear you outside the door." Gohan asked cautiously.
"Did something happen?" Satori asked, blinking.
"Well…" Videl started.
"Grampa Hercule just signed us up for the World Tournament, Hotaru!" Pan interjected.
"WHAT?!"
"Oh boy…" Videl rubbed her temples as her twins exclaimed loudly.
"I don't wanna fight!! I haven't done that since we were kids!" Satori exclaimed.
"I know! I saw we go to Grampa's dojo and show him how bad of a choice that was!" Pan had a fire in her eyes.
"Twins, sit down for a minute." Gohan directed, pushing them both to the couch.
Reluctantly they sat, arms crossed over their chests. Gohan moved in front of them, flicking off the TV as he did so. They stared at him with equally dark brown eyes, waiting for what their father was going to say. Gohan was quiet for a moment, adjusting his glasses.
"Take it like this girls," He started, "This could be fun for the both of you. Panny, you still train at the dojo anyway, so it wouldn't make much of a difference to you. Satori, I'm sure you'd like t fight in a tournament again too. It's been so long since you've fought, or even trained at that. So, this could be like a warm-up. And I can assure you that Goten will be in the tournament. And Vegeta, Trunks, and maybe even your Grandpa Goku!"
"What about you daddy? Aren't you gonna enter? What about you mom? You told me that you fought in the same tournament as daddy did when you two were teenagers." Pan blinked.
Videl and Gohan blushed, looking at each other. They looked at their daughters after a moment. "Well…we hadn't thought of it."
"Hey Panny, they could be right. This could be fun!" Satori clenched her fists tightly in excitement.
"Just think of it! Fighting again!" Pan jumped up. "Come to think of it, fighting with Uncle Goten and Trunks and everyone else again could be fun!"
"Yeah!" Satori blinked and looked down. "You know…maybe Grampa Hercule was right about signing us up. It could be a great reprieve…and maybe we can get Bra and Marron to enter too."
"Please! They're too much of girly-girls to fight. I mean, have you ever seen either of them sparring before?"
"Well, no. But maybe they'll enter…"
"Slim chance." Pan scoffed.
Satori giggled and looked at her parents. "Well, we got some training to do!" She looked at Pan. "Come on, Panny! Let's go change and get right to it!"
"Okay!" The twins got up and ran upstairs to their room.
Gohan chuckled as he sat down on the couch. "Those two will never change."
Videl smiled, cuddling up next to her husband. "You should know that by now, sweetheart." She kissed his cheek gently and got up to finish cooking.
"So, are you two entering for real?" Satori was on the phone with Trunks, relaying the news of the World Tournament to him.
"Yup! We've been training since we've heard the news. We might be a little rusty. Well, I might be; Pan's been training a lot at Grampa Hercule's dojo, so she's got that advantage over me. Are you going to enter?"
"Might as well. I haven't been in a tournament in so long…it would be nice to fight different people again."
"That's true. You think your sister will enter?"
"Bra? Nope. Bra doesn't fight much and I don't think a tournament would be on her to-do list."
Satori frowned. "Aww. I wanted her to enter. But oh well. Hey, you think Uub will enter? He loves fighting more than anyone else I know!"
"Knowing him, yeah. Is Goten going to enter?"
"You know it! Mom told him the news when he woke up and he was stoked! I'm excited. You think your dad is going to enter?" She asked, twisting her hair.
"He doesn't have anything else to do, but I really don't know." Trunks rolled over onto his back. He was in the living room, lying on the floor with the quiet murmur of the TV in the background.
"Hmm…well, all in all, this should be fun. I'm really looking forward to fighting in the tournament again. I hope we get paired off to fight against each other." She smirked on her side of the line.
Trunks chuckled. "You know, I never got you back for beating me that one time. But we won't know until the Tournament starts. By the way, when does it begin?"
"In five months. It's not a long time to get ready, but hey, it'll be fine, I guess."
"I guess so. But hey, I need to go tell Vegeta about it. So I'll call you back, okay?"
"Okay! Bye Trunks!" Satori hung up.
