He adjusted the white stripe baseball Jersey and tucked it in his pair jeans. The snug GAP blue denim handed to him along with the jersey when he caught Muffs waiting for him in the VIP section of the stadium. Marron waited patiently outside the bathroom of the stadium, they were situated near the dugout by a private restroom.
The team gave her the CC President personalized Jersey printed with TVB and a number one plastered in orange on the back. She leaned against the cold green Men's door, watching a plump vendor striding near her. He tried to brush past her, "Sorry it's occupied. Private affair" as she sprawled her arms across the door.
"Look lady I have to go." He groused, but she didn't budge raising an angry brow at him. Today was not a day to mess with her. He grumbled "Bitch." quickly walking away and entering a fan filled hallway several feet away. -Well it ain't the first I've been called a bitch- She thought to herself hoping the jeans she picked up for him fitted.
She scrolled through her phone, as it buzzed again. Bulma-san texting her throughout the day concerned with the cancel meetings but oddly more about the pretend illness from earlier this morning. She rolled her sapphire eyes, tomorrow was going to be beast playing catch up with work.
"Hey did you arrange that other seat?" He screamed through the door, taking a look at himself in the mirror. He couldn't decide whether to tuck in the jersey or untuck. He bit his lip, looking at himself. His eyes holding on a faint redness, the long emotional day with his grandfather had cleared the air. He felt somewhat better knowing the discussion was needed, he also confided in him. He tucked the jersey inside the jeans, snapping the tight jeans button. He could tell it was a skinny fit type of jeans, -Urgh Muffs come on.- He pulled at the crotch trying to adjust himself, hearing her through the door.
"Yea, I got it." Muffs screamed back, the music within the stadium loud and obnoxious as the speakers yelled "We will rock you." The game was nearing it's time, she leaned forward away from the door briefly waving from the bullpen towards Chester who was sitting a few rows upward. He was dressed in a cute Giants black tshirt and khakis. His brown hair neatly combed, he wiggled his dark eyes at her with a smirk. Marron's eyes caught a flash of dark black hair in the arranged seat and recognized the young girl immediately.-He must have invited her-
Trunks quickly exited the bathroom, the clothes not his normal appearance. He wore an orange Giants cap, and the jersey loosely fitted across his muscular body. He wrapped the special VIP lanyard around his neck as Marron opened her hands throwing his slacks and white button shirt inside her brown leather bag. She looked over his appearance with a nod, waving her finger for him to follow her to the dugout nearby. She knew a few team players wanted pictures with him as they took two steps down inside the dugout. The team was inside all chewing gum and spitting into the dirt down below. She literally entered the testosterone pen uncomfortable, as several players shook hands with Trunks. "Hey, have a great game guys. Big Fan. "Trunks announced, taking a few selfies, as Marron stood near him waiting for their announcement. She wore a pair of jeans with a cute orange short top Giants shirt, her blonde hair curled into a cute bun. She smiled as he finished a few selfies and leaned near her on a yellow railing. He hiked his right leg onto the railing as the jeans caressed his ass. Marron snuck a peek, with a smirk.
"You should really wear jeans, dude." She wasn't shy when giving him a compliment, but he just shrugged his shoulders. He peered his vision upwards to the fans taking seats and screaming ready for the game. The 92,000 stadium was nearly filled for the popular game, as Trunks whispered in her ear "Did you spend some quality time with Chester?"
Muffs nodded "Yea went at it for a few hours, but I wanted to ask, how are you?" She gently squeezed his arm, the gesture reassuring him she was concerned. He leaned forward nearly screaming in her ear, the music getting louder. "I talk to Pops, I had a lot of things on my mind." He gestured waving his hands near his head.
Marron nodded but was still concerned "Did you talk to your mom?" She was really annoyed with the mother continuously texting her about her son. The questions the mother texted her odd but Marron simply ignored it, the duo still not making amends.
Trunks shook his head, ignoring her eyes, as he kept his vision towards the fans screaming "We will rock you."
Muffs bit her lip, she didn't know what to say and perhaps his time with grandfather gave him comfort. She hoped whatever was going on with him was resolved, he was probably feeling stressed with work etc.
Trunks cleared his throat waiting patiently, his hands grasped around the railing. Muffs adjusted her brown leather bag digging into it grabbing a much needed mint, she elbowed Trunks holding a mint for him. He smiled, grabbing it and opening it's wrapper, tossing the sweet mint into his mouth. Marron chewed on the mint trying to not chew her nails, she hated waiting. -Come on, let's start- She mentally anguish, peering over her shoulder as several male players watched her. They probably weren't used to having a female in the dugout as Trunks picked up on her nerves. He wrapped his arm around her, "No worries Muffs. I mean they're just checking out your ass." He snickered, as she pinched his forearm.
"And now we like to announce a special guest throwing the first pitch tonight for our Giants fans, our famous entrepreneur and Capsule Corps own President Trunks Vegeta Briefs"
Marron "Oh thank Dende"
The announcer on the microphone was their cue. He would be entering the stadium soon, Marron pulled at his jersey fixing it, as he sighed. "Don't throw a Saiyan pitch , try to make it natural." She whispered, adjusting his cap on his head. "I'll try my best." He smirked as she nudged him forward onto the field. He jogged onto the grassy artificial field taking off his cap with a wave to the fans. The applause welcomed as he got to the center mound, he stood there for a few seconds just waving as flashes of lights appeared around the 92,000 fans. The orange rabbit mascot danced near the mound as Trunks gave him a high five.
Trunks bent down on the mound picking up dirt smacking into his dry hands as the mascot tossed him the baseball. He waited for the announcer fiddling with the white round ball. The ball smoothly rolled across his fingers, "Ok guys let's give a round of applause as Trunks Vegeta Briefs your CC president, throws the first pitch. Good luck sir."
Trunks nodded, raising his right knee with a baseball stance and tossed it with little force, the ball landing a little short of the catcher. He sighed, thankful the toss was perfect to appear human. The applause and cheers welcoming to his ears as Marron jogged towards the middle of the field near him. Her curls bounced along as she approached him, he paused waving few more times from the mound before making eye contact with her. Marron waved to the crowd pulling Trunks by his arms when he stopped her. "Take a selfie picture with me and Giabbit" He oddly asked her, it surprised her but she dug in her brown leather purse pulling out her Iphone. She held the Iphone upwards, as Trunks wrapped his left arm around her, smiling into the phone camera. The Giabbit orange rabbit mascot gave a thumbs up in the background.
"Got it." She announced, pictures with him never an occurrence. It usually involved him alone for business purposes. She in turn would post through CC social media networking.
"Great, send it to my phone." Trunks stated, jogging with her into the dugout and through a back hall. The trio security fellows led them through a maze trying to get back to the assigned VIP seats. Muffs nodded sending the picture through text hearing his phone bing.
"I appreciate it." He gently stated, walking through the halls as she walked near him brushing her blonde curly hair nervously. She followed the trio security who seemed rather unphased with dim halls.
"I saw Pan." She spoke, adjusting her bag knowing who he invited to the game. The black hair quarter Saiyan very close to Trunks especially after their galaxy adventure. He would often encourage her about her studies at Tokyo University. They walked through another hallway, the security leading them through another several hallways,"Yea I figured she could use a break from the mundane school work and her father's demands." Trunks replied being familiar with such demands, something about her situation tug at his heart strings. He also needed to arrange things for the future with CC. He followed Muffs up a few steps, her hips swaying in those tight jeans, the evidence of a thong appearing through the jeans as she climbed the steps. He smirked, she probably didn't realize how evident the sexy lingerie was but he kept silent.-The players must have noticed- He smirked knowing it was for Chester.
"That was really nice of you Trunks. You know these mood swings you are going through? Are you menstruating?' Muffs joked as they walked through a stadium door inside with the fans. Security surrounded the duo very carefully as they walked down the stadium steps.
"Very fucking funny." He joked jogging to their assigned seats a few rows down, he seemed excited. The VIP section roped off for the special four individuals. He noticed Chester first seating near the end, he extended his hand to him with a quick shake. "Hey Dude, glad you could join us." Trunks patted his back as he was taking a huge bite of a hotdog. Chester nodded sweetly, smiling up at Marron. Marron squeezed her way through, taking a seat on the inside seat next to Trunks. Pan was seated on the other end. She was right of Trunks as he gave her a hug. "Yo Panny so nice to see you. Long time no see?" He looked over the young girl growing up so fast. She was beautiful, looking much like a young Videl. Trunks smirked remembering those young days fighting Buu.
"Trunksie….eek. I miss you." Pan screamed, hugging him back with a tight grip. She wore a pair of khakis with a Giants tshirt too, her long raven hair silky nearly reaching the middle of her back. He wrapped her in a bear hug and gently let go. "Sit. Please sit."
Trunks took a seat with Muffs on his left and Pan on his right. He leaned in forward to Pan as she giggled, "Hey get whatever you want my treat. You want a beer?" He asked, waving his hands to their personal food vendor for their section, the young man running to the VIP section quickly.
"Trunksie I'm not even 21 years old yet." Pan announced adjusting herself into the metal seat.
"Fuck that, no worries, live a little Panny." He announced waving cash, he peered to his left. "Hey you guys get whatever you want it's on me." Trunks made the announcement as the young vendor finally made his way to them. Muffs nodded sweetly, elbowing Chester to say thank you. Chester waved his hand to Trunks "Thanks man."
"What can I get you guys?" The vendor asked with his name tag Sam spelled out with bright red letters. He took out his pen and paper being their personal vendor for the night, the VIP section very popular and hopefully very tip happy.
Trunks tapped Muffs to go first along with Chester. "I'll have nachos and cheese with a Coors beer tap, Chester?" Muffs asked as he scratched his thick mustache. "I'll have the same '' Chester stated with a smile shifting in his seat, watching a pitch and a strike.
Trunks waved his hand to Sam. "Keep the tab going, We want 2 Coors beer taps as well. Panny?" He asked, tapping her shoulder to order food.
"Um I'll have a large popcorn with extra butter." She spoke, putting her purse down between her feet, ready to watch the game. "That's all Panny?" Trunks asked curiously, but she nodded her head. He shrugged his shoulders eyeing the vendor again. "I'll have 3 hotdogs, and nachos with cheese." Trunks screamed as a Giants player ran to home plate with cheers riling inside the stadium. He slapped the bills in the young vendors hands, Sam nodded his head running down the stadium steps getting the orders.
"Well, you are joining me in a drink or two. You don't need to worry about school or anything tonight. Enjoy yourself." Trunks sternly told Panny as he shifted in his seat putting his wallet into his jeans pockets.
"Trunksie, I appreciate this, you have no idea how stressed I've been with college." Panny stated, her dark eyes meeting the piercing blue as he smiled. He leaned over "Panny believe it or not I've been in yours shoes and it's not worth the stress. You are very intelligent, trust me when I say you will have a career at CC." He patted her head like a child, as she smiled tugging his arm away.
"You know I'm not 11 years old anymore Trunksie." Pan swatted his hands playfully as he tried to continue.
"Yea..Yea I know." He joked, crossing his arms realizing how fast time was going by, she was nearing 19 years old and was already successful in her studies. He shifted uncomfortably trying his best to come up with courage to ask her to commit to CC. He needed to arrange things in order to secure the future.
"Panny, are you sure you want a career in CC?" He had to ask, he didn't want to see her miserable like him. He knew the pressures, the studies, everything when it involved parents pushing you. Panny cocked her head to the side with a quirked eyebrow. Trunks' energy changed completely, her Saiyan senses picking up on it.
"Why do you ask that Trunksie? Of course, I do, who wouldn't want to work with your famous reputation and as a family friend. Plus, I really love to work in the lab, in the dirty work with gadgets calibrating new inventions." She smiled biting her nail innocently with a warm smile. She tried to read his energy conspicuously, it was continually changing. He was blocking something, she didn't like it.
"Good, Because I want you to be happy." Trunks stated, watching the pitcher throw another strike. He couldn't look in her eyes, he tapped his foot nervously watching another pitch and strike. The fans below yelped with cheers watching the game intensely. He watched her with his peripheral vision. She was much like Videl, her curiosity as she sneakily bit her nails. Panny was easily in tune with her Saiyan senses, as he best blocked her. Pan grew inpatient, she read him again as he continued to block the Saiyan senses.
"Is something wrong?" Panny blurted out, flustered with his energy. She startled him just enough to pick up a worry signal from him. Muffs picked up on Pan's words quickly, something about Saiyans senses. Muffs gripped the arm rest leaning forward intently watching the two. Chester continued to watch the game yelling "Go….go.."
Trunks waved his hands laughing "Come on Panny, you are way too stressed, you've got to lighten up." Trunks giggled as he patted Panny's head. Panny bit her lip unsure, perhaps she was stressed but something was up. "Trunksie…"
She was quickly interrupted as Sam the vendor returned passing out their food and drinks. "Drink, enjoy yourself. I want to see you at CC. So, come over next week to sign some documents." Trunks stated quickly ignoring her statement. He cleared his throat handing her the popcorn bowl and a large beer. Panny nodded, taking a sip of beer and a bite of popcorn. She would ask questions later, now was not the time.
Trunks nodded with a large smile, biting into his hotdog and sipping on the crisp cold beer. Muffs sat back ignoring the two as her and Chester drank and ate their nachos. The game got very interesting, the Giants now leading three to two. Muffs took Chester's hand and rubbed it gently, the two becoming very serious the past few days. She leaned over to him "Hey my place tonight." She whispered with a smirk, he smiled and nodded his head. The two sexual desires on rampage.
Trunks stood up clapping his hands when number 34 hit a home run. "Hell yea. There you go." He screamed, gulping his beer, pinching Panny arm. "You saw that." He joked as she smiled nodding back at him eating her popcorn enthusiastically. She continued to try to read his energy but with the noise of the game and his excitement with the homerun it was difficult.
A few hours later.
Panny followed Trunks down the steps, the game going into overtime but the Giants winning with a score 7 over 6. Muffs clung onto Chester's arm as they stepped down the stairs following the Saiyans outside the stadium. They went through a green door exit and made their way to the end of the catwalk. The stadium parking lot filled with several cars honking and exiting onto the busy highways. Trunks turned around facing Chester and patted his back "You guys good to drive?" He asked curiously, the physical touch giving Trunks senses a through check. The guy wasn't buzzing with alcohol so it was safe, as Chester nodded. "Oh yea man, those hotdogs sober me up."
Trunks nodded his head, "Muffs I'll see you tomorrow for work. I'll take Panny home." He announced digging in jeans pockets for his car keys. The four stood there quietly, as Trunks dug in his jeans. "Umm…" He pondered worried now. Pan continued to watch Trunks and his movements the Saiyan and his fucking techniques still blocking her. -Damn it.- Muffs waved her hands, forgetting for a brief moment.
"I have your keys remembered before you changed into the jersey." She dug in her brown leather bag for his keys. Trunks patiently waited, she gently handed him the keys. "Hey, I'll get those documents ready whenever Panny is ready." Muffs announced nodding towards Pan with a warm smile.
Trunks waved his hands "No I got it Muffs, it's just your mambo jumbo technical terms. No worries. You guys have a good night and be careful." Trunks wink with a smirk, at Muffs knowing exactly she had planned with Chester.
Muffs rolled her eyes, waving at Pan "It was great seeing you Pan and.- Panny interrupted her suddenly hugging Maz tightly unexpectedly. The quarter Saiyan whispered into Marron's right ear "Please keep your eye on him. His energy is strange." Marron nodded suspiciously but kept her composure. "We definitely need to do that Panny. A pedi is calling my name." Marron expertly lied as Trunks watched them. He tapped his foot, stuffing his hands into his jeans. Panny nodded walking towards the half Saiyan. "Come on Trunksie drive me in one of your fancy cars. I need an adrenaline rush." She giggled knowing he loved to drive fast. Trunks smiled "You got it Panny."
Marron watched the two leave, she bit her lip confused by Panny's statement.
"Come on babe. Let's go to your place, get naked." Chester tugged Marron forward as they left for her apartment. The drive to the apartment was flirtatiously exciting as Chester parked the car both quickly exiting and running into the apartment. Their lust overwhelmed their senses as he picked her up slamming her to the apartment door. His arousal noticeable through his jeans, she ran her hands into his brown hair. She pulled away from a deep kiss, opening the door as he followed her through the apartment giving her ass a teasing tap. She opened the bedroom filled with mess but he seemed unphased. He gently picked her up again when she giggled as he tossed her to the bed. Marron slipped off her shirt as Chester drew near kissing her passionately, the sex sensual and fulfilling through out the evening between the two.
The Next Morning:
She stretched in her bed, feeling him move as he kissed her forehead. "Hey Mar I'm going to have to go." Chester spoke passing his hands through the curly blonde locks.
"Don't! Please stay." She whispered, Chester cocked his head. "You have work soon."
Marron turned over noticing her clock on the makeshift nightstand the time nearing 5:00am. "Yea but I can be a little late. Last night with the game and everything Trunks won't mind." She announced lying naked as he snuggled close to her, his cock hardening against her thigh.
"You know you are probably right. I bet he fucked that girl last night." Chester spoke nonchalantly settling back into the duvet. Marron sat up quickly "What's that supposed to mean?" She covered her bare breast with the yellow duvet. Chester sat back up confused, "Well I mean come on Mar. A guy like Trunks sleeps around doesn't matter how young they are, the college girl last night is his type."
"You have no fucking idea who Trunks is! Do you? That girl is a family friend." She screamed defending her friend instantly. How dare he judge Trunks, yes Trunks had his flaws but last night with Panny was genuine.
"Wow Mar, I know he is your boss but come on. The dude is a famous bachelor, Trust me he sleeps with any girl he can get his hands on." Chester answered standing up getting dressed, the moment fizzling between the duo. Marron's face turned red, "Fuck you Chester. Trunks is a good guy." She pounded her fist into the duvet frustrated. Chester growled, slipping on his shirt.
"Look I'm sorry perhaps I read it wrong. But Marron, why are you defending him?" Chester suspiciously asked her as she gripped the duvet blowing a few curls away from her face.
"Chester, he is my best friend." She spoke sincerely unsure if he knew the truth with the Saiyan. People often confuse their work relationship as boss and subordinate. But Trunks was everything in her life, he knew everything about her. The past several years drew them closer perhaps a little too close. Marron bit her lip as Chester raised an eyebrow curiously.
"Mar I'm falling in love with you."
Few Hours later:
She watched him shake a few hands at the annual Capsule Corps. Lunch Lab event. Marron had arranged a few guest speakers about time management, organizational skills with Capsule Corps invention making its premiere over a Power Point representation. The assorted long tables inside the largest CC conference room was filled with buffet style meatballs, sandwiches, fruit platters, cheese platters and various soups. Marron swiped at her phone confirming the desert of chocolate cake and carrot cake being delivered very soon, the bakery running a tad late for the massive event. She adjusted her brown leather bag and tugged on top of her white blouse hoping the light pink bra was showing through. She couldn't find her white bra this morning, in her mad dash for work. Chester tossed it aside among the several layers of clothes inside her bedroom last night. She nervously picked at her CC ID clipped to her blouse. Her royal blue skirt and blue heels couldn't have been more of an eyesore for today. The day of recognizing Lab Personnel with the typical colors being worn celebrating the day red. All employees inside the conference room wore red ties, red polos, red lab coats, red shirts except for her and Trunks. She knew Trunks was going to be pissed after this event, she had advised him to wear blue getting the celebratory colors mixed up. -Fuck-
Trunks leaned forward into the microphone sitting at center stage. He pulled at his collar wearing a crisp blue button Armani shirt with a blue and white swirl tie, and black slacks. He felt uncomfortable standing here in the wrong colors, but he kept his composure. He had promised himself after yesterday's blow up with his Pops and his conversation with him that he would keep his Saiyan anger in check. He was pushing loved ones away, and it worried him. Pops basically expressing tough love in their deep conversation. He glanced looking at Muffs who was nervously tugging her ID tag and biting her lip. -Urgh..Muffs-
"I like to assure those who are working on this new invention that we are enhancing our capabilities and securing our future." He continued into the microphone as Marron whispered along, she completed the speech nearly an hour ago before sprinting into his living quarters 15 minutes late this morning. She stood behind him tucked in the corner; several lab personnel were seated in tiered rows ahead of them. Marron bit her lip, catching a dash of blue grayish perm hair and taking a seat on the front row reservation. Bulma-san was never known for not being prompt to such events but today she was late and she appeared stressed.
"I cannot thank you enough for your dedication and your perseverance. So, in our gratitude, please enjoy this meal, this day and our future." Trunks finished his speech clearing his throat as several employees applauded with hoops and hollers. He smiled waving his hands and clasped the speech documents off the podium. He gently glided to Muffs who was waving him forward to the back exit. The lines for the buffet style arrangement starting as employees were ready for their lunch with enthusiasm. Bulma could be seen taking the center stage steps upwards following the duo through the back exit. Her tiny heels clicking harshly trying to catch up.
"A minute of your time Trunks." She yelled down the long corridor watching her son pause and turn around. He did not seem enthused nor well rested. His eyes looked tired, and his hair was somewhat disheveled.
"I'm on a schedule, mother." He voiced as Muffs stood near him, clicking at her phone. She seemed nervous not wanting to get involved in the mother and son trivial dispute. Though she didn't know what it entailed, she didn't want any of Bulma-san wrath. She had enough of it yesterday through text.
Trunks chewed his inner lip, frustrated with the interruption and knowing what she wanted from him. The documents left at his doorstep last night with his return from the baseball game. Bulma caught up with the duo, in the middle of the empty hall nearing the exit outside CC.
"Trunks, did you look at those documents. I hope this might encourage you.."
He interrupted her quickly. "Mother now is not the time …" Bulma interrupted him back, pointing her index finger warningly to him. "Trunks, I need you to understand the very importance of this. You will do this, and your father has agreed to see this through if you challenge us. You have to understand you can't control this and.."
Trunks let out a roaring growl warningly, Marron glanced up from her phone understanding his body language and that particular growl. Whatever they were discussing was a private matter Trunks clearly didn't want her to know. Which now her curiosity was going into overdrive. The duo being so close, what would he be so concerned about with her standing there.
Bulma sighed, the matter not yet discussed with Muffs, which Bulma could understand, he was afraid. But sooner or later it would need to be expressed.
"Please just go over the documents and know there is hope." Bulma spoke motherly tugging his arm trying to stir an emotion out of him. He was much like his father when stressed and overwhelmed. Trunks stood there quietly, he knew why she did it this way. It would force him to acknowledge her and her demands with Muffs standing there. He aggressively put his hands in his pockets, chewing his inner lip. -Stay calm- He anguished. He glanced at Muffs who seemed quite interested now, her phone tossed back in her brown leather bag as she leaned into the gray color wall inside the small hallway.
"Thank you mother." Trunks spoke cordially as Bulma gripped him into a tight hug. He froze, he didn't know what to do, his hands still in his pockets. He felt trapped and yet his mother intended this. She whispered 'Thank you. I love you so much."
Trunks trembled, he felt vulnerable despising being caught like this. He was holding onto his own self promise don't blow a fuse. He nodded when she pulled back, Bulma gripped Marron's arm motherly with a loving gaze. 'I'm proud of you both. The conference was very thorough and planned out so lovely." Bulma squeezed Marron's arm knowing it was all her doing. Marron nodded with a small smile when suddenly she hugged the petite lady. She tugged her arm genly again looking at Trunks.
"Oh by the way, some lady was at your doorstep yesterday evening." Bulma paused, gripping her chin in thought of the lady's name. She was red headed and dressed in a short skirt and blue tight shirt. Trunks queried an eyebrow wondering who would be at his door? He looked at Muffs puzzled, as she shrugged her shoulders.
"I wanna say her name was Mandy or was it Mindy? I think it was Mindy." Bulma recollects confidently, pointing her fingers upward with an ah ha moment. Trunks broke out in a sweat, perhaps Marron didn't pay that blasted woman correctly. He bit his lip nervously eyeing Muffs, everything that morning was blurry except for the fruit bowl mortifying incident.
"She mentioned a service fee. I told her I was unsure what it could be." Bulma continued as Marron interrupted her with a wave of her hand. "Oh yes, I forgot to pay her fully for her...um…" Marron paused trying to think on the sly. Trunks was starting to nervously tap his dress shoes, he was a deer caught in the lights.
"Laundry services." Marron blurted out, the fruit bowl incident still mortifying fresh between the two. Trunks gnawed at his inner lip, wanting nothing more to escape out of the exit. He took a step back trying to slide by, and get away as Muffs followed his lead. His mother walked forward continuing "Well she mentioned it was an extra $150 charge. Perhaps you should check into it, that seems quite expensive for a laundry charge." Bulma followed them to the exit red door. Trunks pushed it open feeling the welcoming breeze swoop inside the hall.
"Well it was really soiled and dirty stuff." Trunks mentioned shyly now realizing his choice of words as Muffs choked then coughed. She coughed a few times, her dry throat getting the best of her as she dug in her brown bag for a mint. She smirked trying not to look at Bulma-san and break out in laughter. The incident was too funny.
"Well my goodness what could have gotten so dirty with you on the road and in and out of the office." Bulma questioned following them outside as her heels clicked along the concrete. Trunks continued away, "Don't worry about it mother but I have an...um...Muffs what's next?" He pleaded, as Muffs pulled out her phone. "Appointment with Mrs. Sullivan, she is interested in visiting the Garden Arboretum for a fundraiser." Muffs answered quickly looking at the schedule on her phone.
"Aww, I bet that place is filled with tons of beautiful flowers. Trunks I won't keep you but please be careful and don't get overwhelmed ok. Perhaps you guys should take a lunch break and rest." She motherly warned waving at the duo, who were nearing the park vehicles.
"Will do Mrs. B, this girl ain't one to turn down a drive thru burger and fries." Marron giggled, stepping into the park red corvette. Trunks already jumping into the sports car, "Perhaps something healthier you two." Bulma yelled as Trunks revved the engine quickly going down Capsule drive checking his rearview mirror seeing his mother waving intently. -Damn it Mom you trickster.-
"Ok what's up Boxer Boy with this secretive craip between you and your mom?" Marron warned, throwing her brown bag down to the floorboard. Trunks remained silent driving the car not knowing where they were going, no Gps just driving. Marron buckled her seatbelt, waiting for him to reply. He shifted the car again, focusing on the road.
"Trunks?" Marron exacerbated, as he took a sharp curve exiting onto the interstate, she knew he was avoiding her demands. "What's the address Muffs?" He asked, rolling down the windows, he needed fresh air. The wind ruffled through his lavender locks, but the breeze welcomed. . Marron adjusted herself in the leather seat, and sighed. Marron didn't answer him, instead "Your mother loves you Trunks, I don't know what you guys are bickering about, but I would give anything in this world to have a mother like her." Marron bit her lip, her childhood a torn relationship with her own mother. The android was cold and emotionless. She grew up in an environment where love wasn't express with hugs, or kisses
Trunks bit his lip, he knew she was right. He felt guilty and yet angry, she didn't understand the minute details involved. He shifted the car again, his foot heavy on the gas pedal. "I'm sorry Muffs, I know she loves me but truth she loves you too." Trunks spoke truthfully his mother's recognition of her hard work was a unique triumph.
Marron knew what he meant; the elder lady's recognition of her wonderful work was very rewarding. Bulma-san was a hard woman to please, but it didn't explain what was going on?
"Trunks I saved your ass back there with the laundry comment. I expect the same in return. Tell me what's going on? I'm your best friend dude." Marron tugged his hand on the driving stick as he peered into her sapphire eyes. Trunks cocked his head, "Look, you forgot today was supposed to be a red attire. Let's just call it even." Trunks pleaded with her, but she didn't seem pleased crossing her arms with a frustrated growl. She angrily pulled her phone, plugging in the address into the GPS, she wanted to cry her anger rising.
"I'll tell you in my own timing but not today." Trunks pleaded scared it would only cause more turmoil between the two.
"Fine dickhead." She groused, as the GPS announced the next exit and a U turn. He smiled "Can you do me a favor Muffs?"
She tapped her red polish nails on her brown bag, ignoring him. He shifted in his seat uncomfortably, "Can you get an order of flowers sent to my mom." He asked, gently taking her hand in his and kissing it gingerly. The gesture begging her to please forgive him. She bit her lip, not looking at him. Pan was right, something was strange about his energy?
He pulled the red corvette off the exit and pulled into a gas station slamming the car into park. Muffs stares outside the passenger window, pulling her hand out of his grasp. She crossed her arms fighting the tears from her eyes. Trunks sighed, he wanted to tell her everything but how could you tell your best friend such a thing? He tapped the steering wheel hoping she would say something but she remained silent avoiding him. Trunks exited the vehicle with a determining stride walking to her side opening the door with a hard pull. The breeze whipping inside the car, gust reaching up 20mph today with storms forecasted. He could see in the distance dark rolling clouds making their appearance towards the west of the city.
Trunks opened his hand hoping she would take it, or he would pull her out of that car whether she liked it or not. But Marron stayed seated, as he leaned over the car. This damn woman is as stubborn as him. Trunks needed to diffuse her anger, he couldn't get into a deep emotional conversation with her about his issue. Plus they had a meeting with some woman named Sullivan.
"So I'm going to tell you something." He began, watching her sapphire eyes meet his, the comment piquing her interest. Her sapphire eyes glistened with tears, as he shifted uncomfortably. He really didn't want to admit this, but if it would make her laugh so be it.
"I...well...when you found me." Trunks paused biting his lip, his cheeks turning pink. "Mindy fell asleep in my lap because I got a whiskey dick." He blurted, watching her closely. The strong Saiyan would never admit such an embarrassing thing, but with Marron it felt comfortable. Though was it even the truth? He even pondered himself.
"You what? Are you serious?" Marron teased sitting up from her slouching. She watched Trunks shift again uncomfortably, putting his hands in his pockets shrugging his shoulders innocently. He took his foot scraping a rock across the concrete, not looking at her. The gesture was too cute like he was a young child. Marron giggled, then burst into fits of laughter. "I thought a strong mighty Saiyan…" She picked herself up in the seat extending her legs outside the door but remained in the leather car seat.
Trunks interrupted "Look I don't know what happened except I drank too much ok. Now you know something very embarrassing about me Muffs. Can we call it even?" He was super embarrassed, it never happened before. But he watched the pretty blonde with her hair swaying with the gust and a little sly smirk on her pink lips. Damn was she cute like that, but she quickly shifted back into the car, she crossed her arms not falling for his cute attempt. He almost had her, even if it was true it didn't explain anything.
Marron shook her head no; she felt his energy change and unreadable. They were best friends, and he was holding something back and she knew it. Trunks bent down near the open car door; she crossed her arms tightly across her breast. The small B cups popping upward within her white blouse. He caressed her arm then gently grabbed her chin forcing her to look at him. "Muffs, please at my own time." He moved her blonde bangs swaying in her vision. Marron bit her lip, perhaps she was acting like his mother demanding it but damn it. Marron remained silent, as Trunks groaned leaning his head forward onto the car outer door ledge.
"Muffs,.." He groused pulling at her, wrapping his hands around her waist, and yanking her from the car. She swatted at him, kicking her feet but he won with his strong arms and his tight vice grip around her frame. "You want to know something….huh?" He teased as she growled frustrated with his strength and her poor attempts to squirm from his grasp. "Dickhead…"She whispered.
"Muffs, you are loved. You are my best best friend. I just want to hug you, Muffs." He teased, embarrassing her as several bystanders were going inside and out the convenience store. He had parked the car in the nearest gas station beyond the exit. Trunks didn't care "You see this woman. She is my everything." He screamed with laughter as she swatted at him again, his laughter contagious.
"Stop" She mumbled under her breath, her cheeks crimson. The bystanders clapped at Trunks' scene, as he gently let her go, kissing her forehead. "See Muffs when you have me, you have love. And cuddles." He joked, with a wink.
" .. I'm still eating those Cheetos and chocolate penises weirdo. The Panda bear has a creepy face by the way." Marron commented as he let her go, she tugged at her skirt as her feet hit the ground.
"Here I thought you enjoyed chocolate dick with a bear." He shrugged his shoulders innocently rolling his blue eyes with laughter. Marron swatted playfully at him, "You are just trying to defuse me Saiyan."
"Well, it's working isn't it." Trunks patted her head walking around the corvette again and getting inside the sports car in a flash. He turned the key revving the engine, "Come on Muffs." He giggled putting on sunshades as she entered the car again. "Trunks, please know you can talk to me." She voiced grabbing the seatbelt and snapping it in place.
"So, I'm thinking a dozen pink roses with a card saying...um…" Trunks gripped his chin in thought ignoring her statement, when Muffs blurted "Sorry for being a jackass should work right?" She shook her head knowing he would ignore her statement.
"Yea it works." He smiled, putting the car in drive and driving off the parking lot as Muffs worked her magic on her phone ordering the dozens of pink roses. He grabbed her hand once more, kissing it gingerly. "Thanks Muffs."
They shortly arrived at the Garden exhibit, as he put the corvette in park. "Ok let me get things arranged." Marron stated, stepping out of the car meeting an elder blonde chunky woman named Sullivan near the steps of the entrance. The bright name tag read her as the Arboretum manager. Marron worked her magic with introductions as Trunks exited the car swiping his hands through his ruffled hair. He smiled approaching the two, his vision taking in the large glass dome.
"Ah Mr. Briefs this is such an honor." Sullivan glee, extending her hands to Trunks as he shook her hand. 'Of course, the pleasure is mine." He politely announced as Sullivan extended her arms. "Please come inside and view the exhibits and perhaps we can talk about fundraising."
Marron followed Sullivan first as Trunks was close behind her, entering the large glass building. They were brought through a small yellow warm hallway then to the grandest exhibit filled with Lilies and a butterfly garden. Marron squealed with joy going right to the exhibit with excitement. "Wow it's gorgeous." Sullivan smiled asking "Would you guys like to go inside, exclusively?"
"Oh, yea definitely" Marron enthusiastically grabbed Trunks hand as he followed her. He smiled watching her delight, she was amazed with the array of colors. The exhibit was very astonishing with the colors warm and monarch butterflies swoop around them and Marron quickly took a selfie of herself in the various Lilies. Trunks tugged her arm, bending down with her in the Lillies as she took their selfie. Trunks held two bunny fingers behind her blonde hair as she giggled. The large broad smile tugging his lips was welcoming to see on her best friend's features. "Do you smell it Trunks? Oh my gosh it's so refreshing." Marron exclaimed, taking a deep breath, picking herself up from their stoop position. She threw her phone into her bag as his hand gingerly touched a yellow Lilly picking himself up and looking upward. He noticed a few details inside the glass doom.
"If we could arrange something to help raise money for the exhibits and to continue the tours. I know Mr. Brief's had an astounding fundraising for the zoo." Sullivan announced watching the two throughout the exhibit. Trunks walked around with his hands in his pockets, something peaceful enticed him here.
"What kind of fundraising are you considering Mrs. Sullivan. I know CC can donate funds helping with extensions or proper care." Marron cautiously talked, exiting the exhibit meeting Sullivan just outside the glass exhibit. She had a suspicious idea that Mrs. Sullivan was wanting the same within the zoo. But that was because of Trunks' rare vomiting episode.
Trunks continued to walk through the exhibit calmly praying to Dende something about the natural aroma and presentation brought warmth to his soul. A calmness he never experienced before he found himself lost with its beauty. He didn't pay attention to the women outside the exhibit, landing near an array of purple bluish lilies. A single Monarch butterfly opening and closing its wings transfixed on a single leaf. He sighed, perhaps this was what heaven was like?
"Trunks?" Marron found him kneeling at a bush filled with bluish lilies, he seemed dazed. His piercing blue eyes transfixed on a single monarch butterfly. She bent down with him, "Trunks?"
He turned his vision into her sapphire eyes, "Yea?" He gently whispered with a queried brow.
"Mrs. Sullivan is only interested in a photo shoot with you in it." Marron whispered unsure why Trunks was being so gentle, kneeling near the butterfly. He turned his vision back to the flowers and sighed. "How much money does she want?"
"She doesn't just want money Trunks. She wants popularity for the exhibits with visitations." Marron exclaimed, she stood back up swinging her brown bag on her shoulder. She cocked her head watching Trunks, he bit his lip.
"What does that entail?"
"Another calendar shoot but…." Marron paused as Trunks stood up facing her, his jaw tense and his eyes piercing.
"Bare chested like at the zoo." Marron tip-toed unsure how he would handle it, Trunks was such a professional the zoo fiasco now was becoming a problem. She also knew his anger, the manager maybe insulting him, only seeking his looks not CC.
Trunks groaned, digging in his pockets, he needed a cigarette. He wet his lips pulling a cigarette out of the pack, just to hold it between his lips not daring to lit it. "She may want more." Marron explained not sure what Sullivan exactly wanted but she tugged Trunks arms to meet her outside the exhibit. He followed Muffs, as Sullivan waited outside the exhibit with a broad smile, she stood crossing her arms proudly.
"What exactly do you want?" Trunks cautiously asked, eyeing the elder lady. He played with the cigarette in his right hand. He licked his lips anxiously. He needed nicotine and bad.
"A few pictures perhaps of you and several butterflies shirtless." Sullivan held no remorse, she knew what she wanted. The young bachelor brought tons of people to the zoo and the calendars now on back order because of his popularity.
"I'm a businessman not a toy to be used for your benefit." Trunks sternly spoke, the business deal faltering. Marron nervously chewed her lip, something about Trunks with business deals and the energy between the two right now intense.
"Look Mr. Briefs if you know anything about business it is a supply and demand game. I am in demand for business and recognition with the exhibit losing its luster. You are my demand; it can benefit us so much." Sullivan was stern, she crossed her arms across her tight green spandex dress. She wore green heels that barely fitted her plump feet. The body posture she exhibited was challenging and Marron knew it.
"I'll donate the amount of money you are seeking." Trunks in turn threw his last effort hoping she would take it. The exhibit needed repairs, he had noticed its rust exterior and even at a 1:00pm slot on a weekday it was empty. The gift shop in the corner was full of gifts and something told him it needed the money. Plus, there was something peaceful about the grand exhibit. It called to him.
"I don't want just money Mr. Briefs, I need security for continuous visitation and continuous popularity." Sullivan passed her hands through her fluffy wild blonde hair; she held a gleam in her brown eyes.
Trunks rubbed his chin, "I'll talk to my associate here and get back with you Mrs. Sullivan." He announced quickly side stepping and walking away. Marron jogged in her heels as they clicked on the gray dull concrete, following him.
"Mr. Briefs please do. But keep in mind, you and your family will always have free entry." Sullivan screamed back at him. He growled; this is not how he liked to conduct business he felt like a tool. "Muffs, what did we fucking do?" He asked, and on cue she bit her lip. She knew what he meant now the zoo success was a fiasco.
"Start an introduction to a modeling career." She joked as they made their way outside near the park car. Trunks leaned over the car igniting his cigarette taking a deep inhale. He could see Sullivan standing on the other side of entry glass doors watching them intensely. He inhaled on the cigarette bud needing a nicotine rush and fast. Marron watched him, the smoldering smoke lingering towards her on the passenger side both standing near the car doors not daring to enter. She watched him as he shifted thinking about the encounter and offer.
"Not fucking funny. I'm buying this place." He spoke sternly, watching Sullivan with her challenge smirk. She waved at him and he returned the gesture with a flip of the bird. Marron giggled while pulling at the door handle and entered the car slamming her brown bag again on the floorboard.
"Is it that bad? I mean the zoo was very successful. The numbers reached into the thousands. You are a very popular guy Trunks. People want to see you." Marron talked, biting her lip unsure how he would take it, but she also understood his frustrations. All the years in college and his hard work succumbing only to his looks not his profession. -Gosh if any of these women saw his dick, he could really go with a playboy edition.- She mentally thought to herself carefully watching him.
He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, not moving the car as he continued his cigarette. The bud entering his mouth for a dramatic inhale of nicotine glory. He knew better than to smoke, but he just fucking needed it. He leaned back into his seat, in contemplation.
"What am I to people Muffs? What am I here for?" He yelled his frustrations, flickering ashes outside the open car window. He turned on the engine and the ac blowing cool air, but he didn't dare move the car.
"Trunks I'm sorry I didn't know she wanted you like that. But the truth is women are attracted to you, even if it's a calendar or a picture. People flock." She spoke, knowing it was the truth. She rummaged through her brown bag, wanting her own addiction. She rummages finding the small bottle popping her mini pinot noir and chugging it back. The sweet tangy taste welcoming, both uniquely acknowledging their addictions. The business was a stressor for both, but it had to be worse for him. Trunks lived this lifestyle for so long, he seemed lost in himself.
Trunks sighed "Muffs find out how much this place cost. Because I'm buying." He shifted the car pressing the gas pedal and exited the parking lot. Marron bit her lip, "Trunks you know your mom won't sign off on that plus this place has got to cost millions." She gripped the oh shit handle feeling her butt slide across the seat with his demanding driving capabilities.
"Find out the price, Muffs." He warned, extinguishing his cigarette into the car's ashtray. He gave her an intense stare, acknowledging not to challenge him. Marron sighed, the Saiyan determination not to be questioned. -Fuck, now how do I do that?-
"I'm hungry." Marron spoke, changing subjects her nerves and the wine telling her she needed a full stomach. She peered over watching his eyes, he focused on the road with his jaw tensely moving. "Aren't you hungry Saiyan?" She teased, watching him grip the steering wheel tightly.
"What do you want Muffs?" Trunks spoke taking the exit onto the interstate. He glanced at her with her lips curled upward.
"Honestly, a fruity smoothie, your mom mentioned something healthy. And the first thing I thought of was a pineapple smoothie." She smiled, as he groaned, turning pink with the mention of fruit.
"I mean do you want a banana smoothie." She giggled, breaking out in laughter, the blonde going into hysterics, the joke so good. She took her fingers showing the length of a banana with a teasing gleam.
"Ok…let's just get this out in the open. Can we just forget about this fruit bowl incident Geesh Muffs, it's like you've never seen a dick before?" Trunks exacerbated, passing his right hand through his hair nervously.
"I know…I know but you were so shit faced drunk, and it was just hanging there. I swear I thought Mindy would drown with that thing in her mouth." She snickered teasingly poking at his shoulder, as he growled. His face turning a beet red, Marron wanted nothing more to capture this picture. The Saiyan's cocky attitude is destroyed in a split second, his face so red. She pretended to take a picture with an imaginary camera. "Click, got this kodak moment Saiyan."
"If you are complimenting my size. Thank you." He sarcastically went off pulling into a Smoothie King getting in the drive thru line. "FYI pay Mindy the fee and send her a check cancelling her future services permanently." He spoke pulling the car forward slowly being second in line.
"Wait, you 're serious? I was only joking T. I know that's just a stress relief for you." Marron waved her hands, watching him hold a concerned glare. He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel looking into her sapphire eyes. "I don't want it anymore. Perhaps I need to find a new stress relief. I'm going to take my Pops advice." He spoke sincerely, pulling to the drive thru speaker. Marron was shocked, the years knowing him he was that guy who needed a woman between his legs or him between hers.
"Hey Muffs, what do you want?" He asked with an upward brow the blonde in a daze.