Adventures of the Chestnut Clan
Chapter 6: Maron and Marron
She checked herself out in the bathroom mirror with those large blue eyes of hers, closely scrutinizing her makeup, hair, and attire to see if there's any flaw she could nitpick on.
I can probably use a bit more eyeliner; those eyelashes don't look anywhere close to finished yet...
As for this gorgeous shiny blue hair of mine...there are a few loose strands here and there but nothing appearance wrecking...
And...wait a sec, is that...is that a white hair I see? Oh please I'm only in my late thirties!
Shaking her head vehemently, the bluenette shut her eyelids tightly before opening again, and again. She would repeat this process numerous times but each and every time she peered into her reflection, that rebellious strand was always there as if mocking her.
"Ah!" she let out a scream, snatching the discolored hair and yanking it off.
The desperate woman spent the next several minutes rummaging through her hip-length blue locks, her fingers trembling, afraid of what she'll find. Finally, after plucking out a few more pale strands, she let out a sigh of relief and collapsed onto the sink.
Dear kami, I really need to take good care of myself more...but then again if worse comes worst, I'll just dye them blue...yeah that would work...
And check out how this gorgeous red dress hugs your curves! You still have your fabulous figure Maron!
Maron's elated mood didn't last long; however, as the moment she stepped out of the restroom, she was greeted by what she'd call a literal dump. There were empty beer cans everywhere she looked and the room smelt of heavy smoke. The interior decorations didn't look too good either, with paints peeling off the walls, a wooden floor full of holes that creaked loudly every step she took, and not to mention the many broken down furniture strewing about.
Her attention shifted to a man lying in bed. Walking closer to the figure, the blue-haired woman had to withhold a chuckle from escaping her lips. Sure, while they were driving around town last night, this man appeared quite handsome with those fancy sunglasses and cool leather jacket, now that he's all by his naked self, there was no hiding his out-of-shape body and rather dull face.
You guys are all the same, hiding behind those superficial outfits and trying to be something you are not while hoping no one will see through those fake facade...really just how shallow can you get? It's no wonder you live in a dump like this...ah well at least it's not mine!
She turned away and marched out the apartment without sparing him a second glance. Meer moments later and her shiny red sports car left the parking lot as she sped through the streets, letting the wind brush through her blue hair and washing away any stench that may have latched onto her.
"Yeah, that's more like it!" Maron spoke for the first time in hours, her feet stepping on the gas pedal, further strengthening the wind blasting against her while turning the scene all around her into a blur. In this adrenaline rush induced race across nearby cities, the world vanished all around her, replaced by a vision-obscuring mist that spirited her mind off to heavens. Gone were her worries and heartbreak, or temporarily at least until they returned along with her sanity, leaving the now messy-haired woman to ponder her life decisions by an abandoned parking lot.
What had happened to me? Is this how a beauty like me ought to live?
If only I would've made better decisions...but it's not my fault every single boyfriend of mine after Krillin sucked...
Oh Krillin...
Her passivity turned to another explosion as she pounded her head against the steering wheel, creating loud honking sounds that resonated through the empty space. When she finally lifted her now bruised forehead up, the target of her head-butts was stained with mucus and tears.
"Hey lady, you alright there?"
"Yeah, what do you w..." she snapped at the source of the voice, only to stop mid-sentence as she stared in a pair of mesmerizing piercing blue eyes of a man with equally attractive jet-black shoulder length hair. Aside from his boyish face, the guy was dressed more or less like a mountaineer with an orange scarf and thick fur jacket that looked rather out of place in a city-scape.
"Oh...I'm sorry, yeah I'm perfectly fine actually. What's your name?" she blurted out in a hurry before mentally cursing to herself for succumbing to her weakness.
Now you've done it again Maron, getting distracted by anyone mildly cute...well I'll have the whole world know I'm better than that...although I have to admit this guy's pretty darn gorgeous...
The man arched an eyebrow in an amused manner and looked like he was about to answer her question when a firm hand rested on his shoulder.
"Now now darling, you are going to make a bad example for the kids!" a woman with long flaming hair and emerald eyes admonished.
"That's right daddy! You always told us to not talk to strangers!" came the voice of a small child and that's when Maron realized there were two girls and one boy sitting at the back.
Wow! This guy can't be older than late twenties and yet he's already a father of three? What? Did he got married when he's just a teenager?
She gawked at the family of five, taking special care to linger on the young couple, noting somewhat in jealousy of the woman's nice figure and how she's a good match for the raven-haired man. The two appeared to be dotting parents too as they cracked jokes with their offspring having a genuine good time, a rather lovely sight that looked bitter sweet for the bluehead.
"Hey, I'm no stranger alright? The name's Maron and I'm having a great time!" Maron spat out emotionally.
For reasons unknown, the man's sapphire eyes shot opened wide and exchanged a bewildered look with his equally shocked wife. "Did you say your name's Maron?" he phrased the name as if familiar with it.
"Yeah that's right! The one and only Maron. Thanks for checking up on me by the way you middle-aged couple but I'm totally fine!" she blurted out before quickly stepping on the gas paddle and sped out of the parking lot.
Her car soon passed a welcoming sign that read "Welcome to Satan City!" and alongside it were directions to various landmarks.
Hmm...Satan's World, nope! Satan Museum, nope! Satan...okay, why's everything named after Satan? Oh now that's new, Taitan's World!
Wait, isn't one of Krillin's friend called Yamchi, or is it Yamchu? Ah well it's Yam something. Hey, at least I still remembered my Krillin!
Anyways yeah, one of Krillin's friends was a baseball star for the Taitans. What if I can find Krillin there?
With renewed determination, the blue-haired woman accelerated toward her new destination. Her makeups might have been smeared by tears and her emotional state was slightly unstable but the world felt like a better place now that she's got a goal in mind.
Young Marron sat at the backseat alongside with Trunks and Goten, singing some songs they've heard from television shows, their cheerful tone reverberating throughout the interior of the car, making it impossible for any residuals of negativity to remain inside such a jolly environment.
"You kids having fun back there?" a blonde woman asked from the driver's seat as she peered into the rearview mirror to check on the kids like a good shepherd.
The younger blonde's eyes met that of her mother's and chirped happily. "Yes mama! Thank you so much for agreeing to take us out today!"
"Yup, thanks Aunty Eighteen for taking care of us when our parents are too busy!" the Goku-look-alike said.
Vegeta's spawn nodded in agreement. "Yeah! And I've always wanted to visit an amusement park so thanks Aunty Eighteen!"
For some unknown reasons, getting called "aunty" by the two demi-Saiyans brought Artificial Human Number Eighteen a smile, almost not believing how her opponents from previous World Martial Arts Tournament had warmed up to her and that she, a cyborg originally destined to terminate their fathers would gladly bear such a title. "Glad to hear that kids, but I have another surprise in store later at the park!"
Her words peaked the children's interests who halted their activities, staring at her curiously.
"A surprise for us? Really?" Goten, with his overabundant energy, was the first one to ask.
"I like surprises! Tell us Aunty Eighteen, what is it?" Trunks inquired also unable to mask his excitement.
Marron glared at the boys with her piercing blue eyes and sporting a small frown. "Don't spoil mama's surprise okay Trunks. Don't you know you'll ruin the magic that way?"
The purple-haired half-human could only scratch his head in slight embarrassment. "Oh yeah I almost forgot haha...,"
Soon, the top edges of a giant Ferris wheel appeared, eliciting more merry cries from the three energetic kids.
"Wow! That thing looks huge!" Goten and Trunks announced in unison like siblings who knew each other since birth.
The pig-tailed blonde girl pressed her tiny hands against the window and observed the circular structure in awe, noting the many people circling up and down, her young impressionable mind trying to portray herself in their shoes as they went up to heavens and back down onto Earth.
I wonder if I can touch the clouds at the top? Will it be just like when mama and papa flew with me?
Papa...
"I wish papa could've joined us today!" Marron said quietly sounding troubled.
All eyes drifted toward the little girl with her head pointing downward.
"Sorry Marron sweetie, your father got an emergency summon from the police station this morning. But I know he'd want you to have a good time so cheer up okay?" Eighteen tried reassuring her daughter.
"Yup Marron! Cheer up! We'll have a ton of fun!" Goten put his hand on her shoulder as did Trunks.
"That's right Marron! Just picture reaching the sky while sitting on that circular thingy! Then you can go brag to your father how much fun you've had!" Trunks chimed in, his words pulling the little girl's attention back to the glistening spinning structure that was now occupying a good portion of the visible sky.
"If you kids want to ride it that badly then it's the first facility we'll go to!" Eighteen said, earning her a gleeful uproar to erupt from the three little imps. The cyborg woman chuckled at how easily excited the children were, secretly hoping she could be completely human while all too glad to be the cause of their happiness.
Taitan's World was packed with visitors that Sunday and the small group of four had to take their time wedging through the crowds, not that Marron minded much as she was observing the fairytale-like place with wide-open eyes the whole time; it was as if she had entered a different world full of fascinating architectures only seen in movies. Trunks and Goten apparently shared her sentiment through the display of bewildered expression even as they cut a swatch through the crowd with their raw energy.
The Ferris wheel turned out to be no less impressive either as its steel frames seemed to stretch as high as eye could see. This jaw-dropping sight, when coupled with dozens of people screaming in joy circulating on it, had the z-fighters' offspring jumping up and down in excitement.
"Wow! Will you look at this?" Trunks exclaimed, tilting his head as high up as anatomically possible.
"Yup, what do you say we fly up there and check out the view? I bet it's great!" Goten added.
"No I don't think so boys. We don't want to cause a scene do we?" Eighteen admonished sternly putting a hand on each of the demi-Saiyan's shoulder pressing them down despite their strength.
The cyborg woman then took out her phone but frowned at what she saw. With a sigh, she turned the two boys around and gave each a serious look. "I need to run an errand of sorts. Can I trust you two to take care of Marron while I'm gone?"
Goten and Trunks looked at each other and nodded eagerly. "Of course Aunty Eighteen!" they shouted in unison.
"Good, I should be back before you three are done with the Ferris wheel ride and if not, just stay around and I'll come to get you guys." She replied with gratitude in her voice.
Eighteen waited until the children were inside the cart then, giving her beloved daughter a kiss on the cheeks, took her leave, not aware she had just brushed past a certain bluenette bearing a strong resemblance to her friend Bulma.
Maron looked unamused at the three kids sitting inside the cart and contemplated her options. She could either ride with these lively brats or join the movie star wannabes hitting on her, spouting lame pickup lines such as "Sup babe!" and "You look good sugar!". Under normal circumstances, she would've gladly basked in their attention but today the bluehead was determined to prove a point and thus with her chin held high, she begrudgingly took a seat beside the small blonde child without sparing her another glance.
I'll just keep my eyes glued to the scenery and ignore them. Yeah that'll work! They'll find me too boring to bother...
The Ferris wheel soon creaked into life and the children yelled gleefully as the surrounding cityscape revealed itself the higher they ascended. Although Trunks and Goten were both used to bird's eye view of the landscape and Marron was no stranger to travelling the sky with her parents, there was something about riding a mechanical device that made the whole experience all the more enchanting.
"Look, that's Mr. Satan's house! That building sure looks small from up here!" Trunks pointed at a small spec near the edge of horizon.
"Yup, I wonder if Videl and Pan are there. Maybe we should visit them." Goten added jubilantly with a hearty grin plastered across his face.
"Oh that would be great! Mr. Satan always treats us well! Especially when my mom's around." Marron recalled excitedly, hoisting up her smaller frame to the same height as her companions.
While the trio busied themselves with the scene down below, Maron sat across them by herself trying her hardest to block out the kids' irksome voices.
Huh so they know Mr. Satan, what a bunch of high-class brats! If I had that kind of connection, I wouldn't be where I am today!
The blue-haired woman's facial expression must've shown her discontent too since she soon felt a pair of eyes glued onto her without having to face her casual observer.
"Miss, are you alright?" the voice of a little girl reached her ears and Maron huffed without shifting her attention.
"Miss, why are you unhappy? Are we bothering you?" the blonde child asked again worriedly.
From little Marron's perspective, the gloomy adult before her was rather beautiful and looked kinda like her Aunty Bulma, sharing the same aqua blue hair and water-colored eyes.
Why's a beautiful woman like this so unhappy? I hope Trunks, Goten, and I aren't being too loud. Daddy and mommy always taught me to be considerate of others...
The woman in question appeared to be trying her hardest to ignore the child though, as she kept her head turned toward the cityscape and faraway mountains, those distant eyes never wavering one bit.
"Hey Marron, come check this out. I think that's your school!" Trunks called out.
Both females sharing similar names turned their attentions to the purple-haired boy, with the younger one rushing to her friends and the older one looking at him all puzzled wondering to herself how exactly could he have guessed her name.
"Wow, you are right Trunks! I recognize the distinct ceiling! You know a while ago my parents flew me over the school on a broom!" Marron chirped.
"No way that's so cool Marron! I should try that someday. Then everyone will think I'm a wizard!" Goten said and they all burst into laughter.
How come both kids know of my name? Wait, or are they talking to the girl?
For the first time, the bluenette studied the unknown girl carefully and almost immediately picked up several traits alarmingly similar to Krillin. To start off, her large expressive eyes, skin tone, and tiny nose shared striking resemblance to the man Maron had loved so much. Other behavioral connections such as how they both laughed alike and blinked the same way were also quickly recognized. It was as if a female version of the monk warrior was standing in front of her, wearing a platinum blonde wig and eye contacts that gave her expressive orbs a spectrum of blue ranging from the tropical ocean to icy water.
If she was to be honest with herself, the older female wasn't quite sure how to feel at the moment. Part of her found the near identical traits charming but another part desperately prayed these two were not related.
I came here to be reminded of Krillin and maybe Yamcho but I wasn't expecting this...I mean I can just ask her to be sure...
"Hey little girl, sorry but were you talking to me?" Maron said mustering her courage. Never had an innocent girl awed yet terrified her so.
Marron heard the woman behind her and turned to face the strange creature once more. "Yes miss; I was just wondering why you are so depressed. We come to amusement parks to have fun but all you do was frown!"
Maron raised an eyebrow at her brutal honesty, trying to recall instances of Krillin being this blunt but couldn't.
"I'm just...a bit spaced out that's all." Maron replied briskly.
"Oh? But why miss? Do you not enjoy the scenery?" Marron asked sounding concerned.
"It's...something else little girl." Maron concluded.
"I see...well I hope you get better soon miss."
They ceased conversation for a while and the two pairs of blue eyes met as both admired the blue hue of the other. While Marron thought the older woman's orbs had a somewhat artificial color despite their elegance, Maron's impression of how those gem-like eyes as both calming and haunting was reinforced.
"Anyways, your name's Marron right?" Maron finally broke the silence.
"Yes, I'm Marron. And what's yours?"
"I'm Maron."
Maron smirked as the girl blinked several times, her eyes gradually widening in surprise as if processing those words.
"Wow! I've never met anyone sharing my name. That's so cool!" Marron exclaimed happily but then stopped abruptly. "Wait, how do you spell yours?"
"Why, it's M. A. R. O. N.!" The woman declared proudly.
Marron's eyebrows furrowed, her lips pouted. "But mine's M. A. R. R. O. N. Looks like we don't share the same name."
It was Maron's turn to console the little girl finding her expressiveness adorable. "Hey it's okay, we still shared five alphabets in our names right Marron with two Rs?"
Marron's face lit up in joy and her sapphire orbs sparkled. "Wow you are right Maron with a single R! Thank you!"
Wow, I can't believe this nice woman shares my name! Wait until I tell daddy and mommy!
"You are most welcome Marron!"
This girl really does resemble Krillin the more she talked. I wonder if she's really Krillin's daughter and if Krillin named her after me?
"So anyways, where's your parents little Marron? Or did you came here with your friends?" Maron asked after exercising her head to come up with the best way of inquiring about the girl's background.
"No miss, I came here with my mama. But she has to go get us a surprise so I'm here with Trunks and Goten!" Marron replied innocently.
"Trunks and Goten?" Maron pretended to be interested in the boys who were still minding their own business enjoying the view.
"Yeah, Trunks has purple hair and Goten has black hair. And since I'm blonde we all have different hair colors!" the girl squealed delightedly.
The older woman had completely persuaded herself that she was talking to the daughter of her ex seeing how both reacted almost the same during happy situations. The bluehead began reminiscing about Krillin getting all giddy during some of their dates, her former boyfriend's ear-to-ear grin identical to the blonde girl's. All this resemblance made the next steps much more painful for Maron.
"So Marron..." she began hesitantly fearing the worst.
Little Marron had little clue of what the weirdly sentimental lady was going through but listened intently nevertheless. "Yes Maron?"
"Why didn't your father come with you today? Doesn't he have a day off on Sundays?" Maron finally blurted the dreaded question out, but only after saying a prayer to Korin the Cat, the highest deity she knew of.
Marron's radiant eyes dimmed in vibrancy and her blonde strands lost their golden luster. "My father was supposed to come with us today, but then Satan Police Department called him saying they have an emergency," her voice was low and depressed.
Phew, thank the cat god! Krillin's a martial artist and not a policeman...
Despite her thoughts, Maron still sensed her distraught and wrapped an arm around the little girl in a showing of affection that even surprised herself. In that fleeting moment, finding out the girl's parentage became the least of her concern.
"Hey it's okay little one, you said it yourself that your mother's going to get you a surprise right? So cheer up!" the blue-haired woman counseled.
"Y-yeah. You are right. Besides my fahter's a hero in Satan City and heroes have a lot of duties!" the blonde girl said regaining her cheerful nature.
By now, Trunks and Goten had also noticed Marron's changed mood and surrounded their companion in a hug.
"Yeah common Marron, don't be sad. We have an entire day ahead of us!" Trunks cheered.
"Yup. I'm sure your father will be home tonight. Probably with some rewards for his service too!" Goten chimed in.
Marron flashed the boys a radiant smile that nearly blinded them. "Thanks! And by the way this is Maron. She and I have the same name except mine has an extra R in it!"
The boys gasped in unison. "No way!"
Maron could only giggle at how cute they looked.
That one named Goten was especially adorable, he reminded me of Gohan who used to hang out with Krillin! No wait...don't tell me these two are related. And if they are, and since it's not uncommon for children of parents to hang out together, then...
And here I was beginning to have hopes Marron was Krillin's daughter. If Marron wasn't related to Krillin, then I'm definitely flying over to Kame House tonight and win back my Krillin's heart!
Maron tried opening her mouth but they were numb with fear more so than ever. It took several tries for the woman to squeeze out a sentence, albeit with great trepidation. "So uh your name's Goten right? Do you know someone named Gohan?"
Goten looked positively shocked. "Of course I know Gohan, he's my older brother!"
The bluenette's intuition told her it was coming but a wave of disappointment still washed over her. "Okay, and that hair-color, are you related to a blue-haired scientist?" she asked pointing at Trunks who corked an eyebrow at the remark.
"Yes, my mother has blue hair and invents stuff. Why do you ask?"
"Nothing really," Maron sighed, her heart had already sunk rock bottom but she needed the definite answer "And you little Marron doesn't happen to have the last name Chestnut right?"
"Yes I'm Marron Chestnut, but how do you know my name?" she inquired.
"Oh it's just a lucky guess."
The kids didn't seem to buy it but they didn't press on any further.
The quartet spent the remainder of their ride making small chitchats and commenting on the scenery. Young Marron was especially elated about having discovered a new friend who seemed to know so much about her that the young blonde couldn't stop herself from talking about all the crimes her father had solved in Satan City, her finger pointing at the many buildings while her mouth opened and closed, detailing where each of her father's cases occurred on the real-life map of the metropolis.
I can't believe I get to meet a new friend today, someone who shared my name! Wait until I tell mommy! She'll be so happy too!
The older Maron meanwhile listened intently without disclosing her identity, opting to enjoy tales of Krillin's bravery with a beating heart.
Looks like Krillin has really moved on...but then again what was I expecting? It's been over a decade already. Now the question is who's Mrs. Chestnut? I assume she's got some fine blonde hair and blue eyes...
Maron would soon got her answer when she caught a glimpse of a stunning blonde with piercing blue eyes waiting by the exit of the Ferris wheel. As hard as she tried, the natural blue couldn't help but to feel her superficial old habit returning in full swing and started comparing herself against Krillin's wife. There was little competition between the two no matter how she tried to put it; however, since at the very least this woman was as good if not better looking, not to mention probably younger by a wide margin too.
No, she definitely isn't middle-aged woman, let alone grandma or great grandma. How should I call her? Blondie? The hot blonde?
Oh common Maron, you are better than this!
"Mama! Mama! This is Maron with a single R! She and I almost shared the same name!" Little Marron leapt into her mother's arms and the older blonde gathered her child in a warm hug, displaying their family bond without fear of judgement.
"Really? That's great Marron!" there was a slight pause and Maron observed the woman's gentle expression soured into a poker face when the child wasn't looking. The two grownups' made eye contact and the bluehead had to will herself not to flee facing those threatening cat-like eyes.
That's definitely not a house cat. Maybe a lioness? Guess everyone's not too happy with what I did all those years ago huh?
"Now why don't you go talk to Uncle Seventeen and Aunty Carly? I would like to have a talk with Maron here!" The mother said trying her best to sound friendly in front of her daughter.
"Really? Uncle Seventeen is here? Is that the surprise mama?" Marron began waving at a raven-haired man at the back that made reminded Maron of someone she had just saw earlier that morning.
The little girl ran to her uncle as did Goten and Trunks, eager to meet their surprise for the day. The six children soon mingled together in a heartwarming scene, not that Maron got to enjoy it for long as the intimidating blonde began coming her way.
The younger woman stopped a healthy distance from Maron but she still felt an air of unease between them. There was no better way to put it, but this pale golden haired woman with color of frozen tundra for her eyes had an ethereal and, dare she say, inhuman quality to her.
"So you are that Maron I've heard so much about." She said icily.
"Y-yeah that's me. Pleased to meet you and y-you are..." Maron's voice trembled despite her best effort.
"Eighteen, I'm Krillin's spouse and mother of Marron."
"I-I can tell. You and your daughter look alike."
Eighteen continued eyeing the woman, not really sure how to make of her husband's ex. All the tales Krillin and his friends spoke of this Maron made the wife wanting to hate her but now that she's saw her in person, the cyborg began to have opinions of her own.
She looked...battered underneath that carefully cultivated appearance...life hasn't been exactly good for her has it?
"Thank you for taking care of my daughter. She seemed to like you!" Eighteen said calmly after suppressing her preconceived notion of the woman.
"Oh...thank you blondi, no I meant Eighteen. Your daughter's really special." Maron managed, somewhat shocked at the blonde's civility.
"Yes she is. Marron's the kind of girl who can brighten anyone's day isn't she?"
"That she is. Definitely brightened mine."
Both women put on a smile.
"Well, I need to get going. Later Maron. I'm glad my daughter's named after someone...beautiful." That said, Eighteen turned around and made her way toward her family and friends.
Maron was left speechless but felt she needed to say something in return.
"You are lucky Eighteen! Krillin's a good man. Trust me I know from my experience!"
It hurts a lot for her to admit it aloud she was glad she had done it, for that the relief following the agony wasn't quite like anything she's experienced. A chapter of her life had officially concluded and now she can move on with her life.
"It was nice meeting you Maron! I hope to see you again!" the younger blonde yelled enthusiastically at the bluehead who couldn't help but to flash this child who shared her name a genuine smile.
What a life Krillin's got for himself. A good career and supportive family? But I'm definitely not jealous!
Well, time to get my life together. First, I need to get a real job, then some real friends, and after that who knows but I have to start somewhere...
Later that day after the sunset; the gang of nine was spotted at a restaurant enjoying themselves. Goten and Trunks, with their Saiyan appetite, took center stage on the dinning table, gulping down plate after plate worth of food. Marron and Seventeen's children looked on in awe at the two half-alien kids but in reality as hungry kids, they ate quite a lot themselves.
"So that Maron woman really is Krillin's ex huh?" Seventeen asked her sister while munching on roasted ribs, his lips stained with steak sauce.
"Yeah, it's a small world isn't it?" Eighteen said nonchalantly enjoying an ice cream cone herself.
His sibling's manner earned her an amused look from Seventeen. "So you are not mad or anything? And I thought you'd gave that woman a piece of your mind."
The elder sister shrugged. "She's already had it bad enough and she knows it. I'm just glad Krillin ended up with someone much more deserving of him."
The raven-haired cyborg chuckled and had to put a hand over his mouth from breaking into a full-blown laughter.
"Wow sis, that's quite a lot of compliments you've just given yourself there!" he teased.
"What? It's true bro. Or do you think Maron's a better spouse for Krillin?" Eighteen challenged, her temper rising despite knowing her twin was clearly messing with her. The cyborg had a zero tolerance policy toward anyone joking about her family and even with her brother, it was hard not to get emotional.
Seventeen had to put up to hands in front of him just to calm his twin down. "Hey I'm just joking. Glad you found yourself a good family."
The blonde grinned. "And I'm glad you found yours. Not bad for two former killer cyborgs heh?"
The black-haired man could only nod in agreement, his glance travelling to the sight of his niece and children chatting lively together with the kids of Goku and Vegeta, two of their originally intended targets.
"Definitely not bad at all sis!"
A/N: Thanks for reading this rather different chapter that's not exactly centered around the Chestnut family, I've always wanted to do a story involving Maron and Marron so here it is. Also for those unfamiliar with my other story, Taitan World is an amusement park named after Yamcha's team and yes, feel free to think of these one shots as extensions of my other work. Hope you all enjoyed this one.