Train Me, Papa
''I'm going to ask him tonight, Pan,'' said a four year old Bra excitedly. '' That's great, Bra, you're are finally going to ask your dad to train you like my daddy and grandpa train me,'' said a five year old Pan. Then we will be able to spar together,'' said Bra as she and Pan started to jump up and down. Pan, it's time to go home,'' said Videl as she walk out of C.C. followed by Bulma.(Bra and Pan are outside) K, Mama, I'm coming,'' said Pan. Tell me what he says tomorrow, k Bra,'' said Pan while waving goodbye. Okay, see you tomorrow, Pan,'' said Bra while waving. See ya, Bra,'' said Pan while taking off in the air to join her mother.
Later at dinner
Bra watch as her Papa and her brother, Trunks stuff their faces with the food on the table. " Well, I'll be eating like that too when Papa trains me too,'' Bra thought smiling. " Bra, sweetie, what's the matter, you haven't touch your dinner,'' said Bulma concerned. Vegeta and Trunks didn't stop but they turned their eyes towards her with worry in their eyes. " Well, here goes,'' she thought. " Well, I need to ask Papa something,'' said Bra quietly. " Of course, sweetie, Vegeta.'' Said Bulma looking over at Vegeta who kept on eating. "Vegeta!'' said Bulma while giving Vegeta the if-you -don't-listen -to- her-you- will- be- sleeping-on-the-couch look. Vegeta growled and put down his folk and looked at his daughter. Trunks just went on eating. "Papa, I was wondering if ... well ....if......you......well.'' said Bra stuttering. " Out with it already!'' yelled Vegeta. "Train me, Papa, I want you to train!'' said Bra loudly. Then everything got dead quite and after a minute or so Bra decided to look up. First, she looked to her right to her mother. Bulma looked pale, as if she had seen a ghost. Then she looked across the table to Trunks to see his folk in mid air with his mouth hanging open. "Not good,'' she thought. Then she looked beside her to her papa, she looked towards his face to see him hiding back a smile and a look of pride in his eyes. Bra looked up at him with her blue eyes and smile, a hopeful smile.
But before he could answer, Bulma answered. "I don't think so,'' said Bulma crossing her arms and looking at Bra. "But Mama!" cried Bra. "No buts young lady, you are not to be train," said Bulma giving Bra her death look. " But...But why,'' shouted Bra returning the look and standing in her chair. "Don't raise your voice to me, young lady, now finish your dinner," said Bulma calmly. "But why can't I train!'' shouted Bra. "Because I said so Bra, I will not have my daughter train, and that is final!" shouted Bulma now standing out of her chair. Vegeta and Trunks are just sitting down, watching the argument wondering when they should break it up.
"NO!!'' screamed Bra slamming her hands on the table nearly breaking it and making everyone jump. "Has everyone forgot that I'm half saiyan too, I have fighting blood in me too!'' "Why do you let Trunks train and not me, let's not fair, Mama! " if you want me to be happy then let me train!" yelled Bra. Then Bra turns to face Vegeta. " Please, Papa, I promise I'll be a good student, I'll listen really good and do everything you say please train me, Papa, please!'' cried Bra with tears in her eyes. " Bra go to your room, I need to talk to your father," said Bulma eyeing Vegeta. Bra was about to say something else but Vegeta finally decide to say something, " Go to your room, Brat, now! Bra took one look at her parents and hopped down out of her chair and ran to her room but her family heard a sob escaped her throat. After a while they hear her door slam shut. Trunks decide now would be a good time to leave. So he slowly slit out of his chair and went to his room. As soon as he shut his door the yelling began. His father wanted to train Bra but his mother did not. "Poor Bra," he thought. He remembers when he wanted to train and how hard it was to convince his mother. He always notice how everytime him and Goten spar or him and his father or even when Son Goku and his father spar she is always their watching him, studying them. He hope his father does train Bra it would be intresting. Trunks realize that the yelling had stop. "Well, that was fast," he thought. Then he decide that now would be a good time to check on Bra. Trunks quietly walk out of his room and headed down the hall to his little sister's room. Before he open the door he put his ear to the door and he could hear her crying. His heart aect to hear her cry. He always hates it when she crys. "Bra," said Trunks knocking lightly on the door. " Who is it," Bra whispered. " It's me, Trunks, can I come in,'' replied Trunks. "Okay," Trunks slowly opened the door and waited for his eyes to adjust to the dark room, when they did he spotted his sister on her bed curled up in a small ball. Once again his heart started to have that pain again. "Sis, are you okay," asked Trunks while walking over to her bed and sitting down. "Yeah, I....I'm fi...fine," answered Bra while trying to smile.
Trunks frowned at her answer, " No, your not, why don't you tell me what's the matter," said Trunks kindly. Bra took a minute to study his face and drove into his arms, " Oh, Trunks, what will he say, will he train me and why does Mama not want me to learn how to fight, Oh, Trunks I've been waiting for Papa to ask me if I ever wanted him to train me, but since he ever ask me I decide to ask him and this is what happen, Oh, Trunks you don't know how hard it has been watching everyone else fight, I've want this so badly but now Mama is mad at me and Mama properly told Papa not to train me and now they are in a big fight about it, I never wanted this to happen, I wish I never ask, I'm so sorry I did," convicted Bra crying into Trunks' shirt.
Trunks hug her and rocking back and fore. "Shhhh," said Trunks soothingly. "I'm sorry too, I never knew how much fighting meant to you," said Trunks, "but why do you want to fight so much?" questioned Trunks looking his sister straight in the face. "Well, sniffed Bra, I just have these feelings, I don't know what they are, like one day at school a girl was making funny of me because I like playing with the boys and she made me very mad and I started to glow and I felt something inside of me snap, and I yelled and pinch the wall besides me and made a big hole. After that she left me alone but I like how she was scared of me and how I felt the power and pinch the wall, I like it," finished Bra and looked at Trunks. " And there is another reason, started Bra, but you can't tell anyone,'' Trunks just nodded. " I want to learn how to fight because I want Papa to be proud of me like is of you," said Bra, " I've always tried to make him proud of me but neither ever worked,'' said Bra bringing her knees to her chest, " I love him so much and I respect him, he's a great warrior and I want to be just like him when I grow up,'' said Bra with tears in her eyes.
"Bra, you do know that Papa loves you, don't you," asked Trunks. "Yes, I know but I still want him to be proud of me," Bra whispered. Before Trunks could say anything more, Vegeta sent Trunks a telepathic message, "Go to bed, Brat,'' thought Vegeta. Trunks looked up and saw Vegeta in a corner, " I must have left the door open," he thought. Trunks then sent his father a message, " How long have you been here," he asked. "That is none of your business, Brat but if you must know I've been here since you ask her if she was okay, now I want to talk to her now get out!'' Trunks went over to his sister and gave her a hug and said, " Bra, I'm going to go to my room so I don't get in trouble with Mama and Papa, I'll talk to you tomorrow, good night," said Trunks starting to walk to the door. " Good night, Bro, and thanks for listening ," said Bra smiling at her brother. Trunks returned the loving smile and close the door.
"So, she wants me to train her, does she?" thought Vegeta, " Well, I'll give her what she wants, it took a while to convince the woman but she gave in, she said she wanted to talk to Bra when I was done telling her the news.'' Vegeta watched still in the shadows as his daughter got off the bed and walk to the window. She signed and continue to watch the stars. Vegeta then decided to test her on her saiyan reflexes so he took a step forward and made a sound that a normal human could not hear. When Bra heard it she turned around quick as light and in a fighting stand before you could blink. But what surprise him the most was that the fighting stand was his. She must have studied his moves. " Smart girl," thought Vegeta smirking.
" Not bad, Brat," said Vegeta. Bra then slowly got out of her fighting stand and asked, " How long have you been here, Papa?'' said Bra as she walked over to her bed and sat on it. " Long enough," replied Vegeta while crossing his arms across his chest. Bra then started staring at the floor, " I want to ask him his answer but what will he say?" thought Bra. A couple minutes went by with nothing but silence. "Oh, I'm tried of waiting, I mint as all ask him now," thought Bra as she looked up at her father. "Papa?" asked Bra nervously. "What!" snapped Vegeta. "Hmmm... are you going to train me," asked Bra hopefully. Vegeta walked over to sit beside her on her bed. "Yes, I will train you, we will start tomorrow at dawn, but are you willing to do everything I say no questions ask,'' said Vegeta looking Bra in the eye. "Really, Papa," said Bra happily as she dove into his arms giving him a hug. Vegeta returned the hug and said, " But you have to work hard,'' said Vegeta looking her in the eye again. " Oh, I will, Papa, I promise," said Bra excitingly . Then Bra thought of something, " Is Mama mad at me, Papa?" asked Bra sadly. "No, Bra she is just worry,'' he answered. "That's right, sweetie, I'm not mad, just worry," said Bulma as she enter the room and sat on the other side of Bra. " Really, Mama," asked Bra looking up from her father's arms. Bulma nodded, " I just didn't think that you would want to train because you never managing it." "I'm sorry about that, I didn't tell you because you always got mad when Papa and Trunks go off to spar with Uncle Goku and Goten,'' said Bra. " I'm just worry that they will get hurt and I'm worry about you, but if it makes you happy to train then go ahead, I just want you to be happy,'' finished Bulma as she hug her daughter and kiss her on her forehead. " Now you have a big day tomorrow so you better get to bed, your Papa will stay to get you ready for so good night, baby," said as she kiss her on her forehead one more time and walks out.
"I can't wait for tomorrow, Papa, I'll be able to spar with you and Trunks and everyone else and show them that I can really good and I want to be the first female saiyan to reach super saiyan and you know how Trunks and Goten reach super saiyan level at age five, well I want to reach it now at age four," said Bra as she crawled into bed. That is a lot of things to try and reach, Bra don't over do it," Vegeta said as he brought the covers up to her chin. Bra looked up at Vegeta with serous eyes, " You believe I can do it, don't you, Papa." Vegeta study Bra face before saying, " I believe you can do whatever you want to do as long as you put your mind and soul into it,'' said Vegeta. " now, do as your mother says and go to sleep you have to get up early tomorrow," said Vegeta quietly. " Okay Papa, said Bra yawning, I love you, Papa good night," said Bra as she closes her eyes. "I love you too, Princess, good night," whispered Vegeta as he kiss her forehead. Bra smiled as she slowly entered her dreams.
''I'm going to ask him tonight, Pan,'' said a four year old Bra excitedly. '' That's great, Bra, you're are finally going to ask your dad to train you like my daddy and grandpa train me,'' said a five year old Pan. Then we will be able to spar together,'' said Bra as she and Pan started to jump up and down. Pan, it's time to go home,'' said Videl as she walk out of C.C. followed by Bulma.(Bra and Pan are outside) K, Mama, I'm coming,'' said Pan. Tell me what he says tomorrow, k Bra,'' said Pan while waving goodbye. Okay, see you tomorrow, Pan,'' said Bra while waving. See ya, Bra,'' said Pan while taking off in the air to join her mother.
Later at dinner
Bra watch as her Papa and her brother, Trunks stuff their faces with the food on the table. " Well, I'll be eating like that too when Papa trains me too,'' Bra thought smiling. " Bra, sweetie, what's the matter, you haven't touch your dinner,'' said Bulma concerned. Vegeta and Trunks didn't stop but they turned their eyes towards her with worry in their eyes. " Well, here goes,'' she thought. " Well, I need to ask Papa something,'' said Bra quietly. " Of course, sweetie, Vegeta.'' Said Bulma looking over at Vegeta who kept on eating. "Vegeta!'' said Bulma while giving Vegeta the if-you -don't-listen -to- her-you- will- be- sleeping-on-the-couch look. Vegeta growled and put down his folk and looked at his daughter. Trunks just went on eating. "Papa, I was wondering if ... well ....if......you......well.'' said Bra stuttering. " Out with it already!'' yelled Vegeta. "Train me, Papa, I want you to train!'' said Bra loudly. Then everything got dead quite and after a minute or so Bra decided to look up. First, she looked to her right to her mother. Bulma looked pale, as if she had seen a ghost. Then she looked across the table to Trunks to see his folk in mid air with his mouth hanging open. "Not good,'' she thought. Then she looked beside her to her papa, she looked towards his face to see him hiding back a smile and a look of pride in his eyes. Bra looked up at him with her blue eyes and smile, a hopeful smile.
But before he could answer, Bulma answered. "I don't think so,'' said Bulma crossing her arms and looking at Bra. "But Mama!" cried Bra. "No buts young lady, you are not to be train," said Bulma giving Bra her death look. " But...But why,'' shouted Bra returning the look and standing in her chair. "Don't raise your voice to me, young lady, now finish your dinner," said Bulma calmly. "But why can't I train!'' shouted Bra. "Because I said so Bra, I will not have my daughter train, and that is final!" shouted Bulma now standing out of her chair. Vegeta and Trunks are just sitting down, watching the argument wondering when they should break it up.
"NO!!'' screamed Bra slamming her hands on the table nearly breaking it and making everyone jump. "Has everyone forgot that I'm half saiyan too, I have fighting blood in me too!'' "Why do you let Trunks train and not me, let's not fair, Mama! " if you want me to be happy then let me train!" yelled Bra. Then Bra turns to face Vegeta. " Please, Papa, I promise I'll be a good student, I'll listen really good and do everything you say please train me, Papa, please!'' cried Bra with tears in her eyes. " Bra go to your room, I need to talk to your father," said Bulma eyeing Vegeta. Bra was about to say something else but Vegeta finally decide to say something, " Go to your room, Brat, now! Bra took one look at her parents and hopped down out of her chair and ran to her room but her family heard a sob escaped her throat. After a while they hear her door slam shut. Trunks decide now would be a good time to leave. So he slowly slit out of his chair and went to his room. As soon as he shut his door the yelling began. His father wanted to train Bra but his mother did not. "Poor Bra," he thought. He remembers when he wanted to train and how hard it was to convince his mother. He always notice how everytime him and Goten spar or him and his father or even when Son Goku and his father spar she is always their watching him, studying them. He hope his father does train Bra it would be intresting. Trunks realize that the yelling had stop. "Well, that was fast," he thought. Then he decide that now would be a good time to check on Bra. Trunks quietly walk out of his room and headed down the hall to his little sister's room. Before he open the door he put his ear to the door and he could hear her crying. His heart aect to hear her cry. He always hates it when she crys. "Bra," said Trunks knocking lightly on the door. " Who is it," Bra whispered. " It's me, Trunks, can I come in,'' replied Trunks. "Okay," Trunks slowly opened the door and waited for his eyes to adjust to the dark room, when they did he spotted his sister on her bed curled up in a small ball. Once again his heart started to have that pain again. "Sis, are you okay," asked Trunks while walking over to her bed and sitting down. "Yeah, I....I'm fi...fine," answered Bra while trying to smile.
Trunks frowned at her answer, " No, your not, why don't you tell me what's the matter," said Trunks kindly. Bra took a minute to study his face and drove into his arms, " Oh, Trunks, what will he say, will he train me and why does Mama not want me to learn how to fight, Oh, Trunks I've been waiting for Papa to ask me if I ever wanted him to train me, but since he ever ask me I decide to ask him and this is what happen, Oh, Trunks you don't know how hard it has been watching everyone else fight, I've want this so badly but now Mama is mad at me and Mama properly told Papa not to train me and now they are in a big fight about it, I never wanted this to happen, I wish I never ask, I'm so sorry I did," convicted Bra crying into Trunks' shirt.
Trunks hug her and rocking back and fore. "Shhhh," said Trunks soothingly. "I'm sorry too, I never knew how much fighting meant to you," said Trunks, "but why do you want to fight so much?" questioned Trunks looking his sister straight in the face. "Well, sniffed Bra, I just have these feelings, I don't know what they are, like one day at school a girl was making funny of me because I like playing with the boys and she made me very mad and I started to glow and I felt something inside of me snap, and I yelled and pinch the wall besides me and made a big hole. After that she left me alone but I like how she was scared of me and how I felt the power and pinch the wall, I like it," finished Bra and looked at Trunks. " And there is another reason, started Bra, but you can't tell anyone,'' Trunks just nodded. " I want to learn how to fight because I want Papa to be proud of me like is of you," said Bra, " I've always tried to make him proud of me but neither ever worked,'' said Bra bringing her knees to her chest, " I love him so much and I respect him, he's a great warrior and I want to be just like him when I grow up,'' said Bra with tears in her eyes.
"Bra, you do know that Papa loves you, don't you," asked Trunks. "Yes, I know but I still want him to be proud of me," Bra whispered. Before Trunks could say anything more, Vegeta sent Trunks a telepathic message, "Go to bed, Brat,'' thought Vegeta. Trunks looked up and saw Vegeta in a corner, " I must have left the door open," he thought. Trunks then sent his father a message, " How long have you been here," he asked. "That is none of your business, Brat but if you must know I've been here since you ask her if she was okay, now I want to talk to her now get out!'' Trunks went over to his sister and gave her a hug and said, " Bra, I'm going to go to my room so I don't get in trouble with Mama and Papa, I'll talk to you tomorrow, good night," said Trunks starting to walk to the door. " Good night, Bro, and thanks for listening ," said Bra smiling at her brother. Trunks returned the loving smile and close the door.
"So, she wants me to train her, does she?" thought Vegeta, " Well, I'll give her what she wants, it took a while to convince the woman but she gave in, she said she wanted to talk to Bra when I was done telling her the news.'' Vegeta watched still in the shadows as his daughter got off the bed and walk to the window. She signed and continue to watch the stars. Vegeta then decided to test her on her saiyan reflexes so he took a step forward and made a sound that a normal human could not hear. When Bra heard it she turned around quick as light and in a fighting stand before you could blink. But what surprise him the most was that the fighting stand was his. She must have studied his moves. " Smart girl," thought Vegeta smirking.
" Not bad, Brat," said Vegeta. Bra then slowly got out of her fighting stand and asked, " How long have you been here, Papa?'' said Bra as she walked over to her bed and sat on it. " Long enough," replied Vegeta while crossing his arms across his chest. Bra then started staring at the floor, " I want to ask him his answer but what will he say?" thought Bra. A couple minutes went by with nothing but silence. "Oh, I'm tried of waiting, I mint as all ask him now," thought Bra as she looked up at her father. "Papa?" asked Bra nervously. "What!" snapped Vegeta. "Hmmm... are you going to train me," asked Bra hopefully. Vegeta walked over to sit beside her on her bed. "Yes, I will train you, we will start tomorrow at dawn, but are you willing to do everything I say no questions ask,'' said Vegeta looking Bra in the eye. "Really, Papa," said Bra happily as she dove into his arms giving him a hug. Vegeta returned the hug and said, " But you have to work hard,'' said Vegeta looking her in the eye again. " Oh, I will, Papa, I promise," said Bra excitingly . Then Bra thought of something, " Is Mama mad at me, Papa?" asked Bra sadly. "No, Bra she is just worry,'' he answered. "That's right, sweetie, I'm not mad, just worry," said Bulma as she enter the room and sat on the other side of Bra. " Really, Mama," asked Bra looking up from her father's arms. Bulma nodded, " I just didn't think that you would want to train because you never managing it." "I'm sorry about that, I didn't tell you because you always got mad when Papa and Trunks go off to spar with Uncle Goku and Goten,'' said Bra. " I'm just worry that they will get hurt and I'm worry about you, but if it makes you happy to train then go ahead, I just want you to be happy,'' finished Bulma as she hug her daughter and kiss her on her forehead. " Now you have a big day tomorrow so you better get to bed, your Papa will stay to get you ready for so good night, baby," said as she kiss her on her forehead one more time and walks out.
"I can't wait for tomorrow, Papa, I'll be able to spar with you and Trunks and everyone else and show them that I can really good and I want to be the first female saiyan to reach super saiyan and you know how Trunks and Goten reach super saiyan level at age five, well I want to reach it now at age four," said Bra as she crawled into bed. That is a lot of things to try and reach, Bra don't over do it," Vegeta said as he brought the covers up to her chin. Bra looked up at Vegeta with serous eyes, " You believe I can do it, don't you, Papa." Vegeta study Bra face before saying, " I believe you can do whatever you want to do as long as you put your mind and soul into it,'' said Vegeta. " now, do as your mother says and go to sleep you have to get up early tomorrow," said Vegeta quietly. " Okay Papa, said Bra yawning, I love you, Papa good night," said Bra as she closes her eyes. "I love you too, Princess, good night," whispered Vegeta as he kiss her forehead. Bra smiled as she slowly entered her dreams.