Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball or anything else. Really I'm broke.
Author Notes: Ok so I've been out of it. I just wrote a little tonight. Hope you like it. Trust me this is going somewhere.
The Princess and the Pauper
Bra blinked at the ray of sun hitting her eye. She looked out her window to watch her father spar with Trunks. Vegeta was making him enter a stupid tournament at Satan's gym. She brushed her hair as she walked towards the kitchen.
She kissed her mother. "Morning mom."
"Morning Bra. Are you doing anything today?" She rolled her eyes knowing what was coming.
"Umm" trying to think of something. "I was thinking of going shopping with Marron." She cringed knowing her mom would never buy it.
"Ok but your brother is entering a tournament today. Why don't you come watch him."
"Ohhh Mom. I know how it's going to turn out. Trunks will win then whine about why he was even in it." She saw her papa and slightly bruised brother walk in. "Dad isn't even entering."
"The Son family will be there too. They never see you. I don't even think they remember I have a daughter."
"Good. They are all a bunch of idiots." Vegeta could help but smile at that.
"If you're not going then you can forget about using your credit cards for a month." Bra wasn't expecting that.
"Mom No!"
"I never ask much of you but every time I do you give me attitude."
Bra hugged her dad trying to get his support. "She doesn't have to go if she doesn't want to."
"Stay out of this Vegeta." He folded his arms and left the room. There was hardly anything worst then getting in the middle of a fight with those two. Even if he was on Bra's side, the thought of sleeping in the gravity room never appealed to him. "Bra you better get ready we are leaving in a hour."