Chapter 3 runaway princess
As all the z warriors were
outside training to fight flinder and taso when they came back, bra was stuck
inside all alone doing nothing. Bulma was outside watching and helping trunks
with some sensu beans since Vegeta was a harsh fighter. Bra began to watch TV
talking on the phone to Marron. You know bra, if you learn how to fight, your
dad wouldn't be so over protective of you. I mean, pan knows how to fight and
look at her. Her dad isn't all going out when someone wants to kill her."
Marron explained. "For one, her dad isn't my dad. Big difference. Gohan is a
sweet caring man who has a cute brother while dad has a huge ego and thinks
he's the prince of everything, and can beat anyone up... he still says he can
beat goku up anytime but chooses not to for some reason. And no one yet wanted
to kill pan or kidnap her like me... besides... it's against what i believe
in." bra replied. "And what's that? Independence?" Marron asked. "No. Free
will. As a fighter, they are obligated to fight for good or bad, if they
chicken out, they get killed. And if you aren't a fighter, then you DON'T have
to fight." bra explained.
My mother taught me some
things... and I'm not obligated." Marron replied. "You mom isn't as bad as my
dad. He'll train me to be just like trunks... bulgy, he might not be as hard on
me as he is on trunks... but that's beside the point." bra explained looking at
trunks fly against the glass barrier between prison and freedom, other known as
the locked glass door from the outside. "Plus, you mom kicked my dad's butt the
first time they met..." bra concluded. "What does that have to do with
anything?" Marron asked. "Daddy wants revenge someday... I dunno when... but he might try and get to
you first. I seriously doubt it. That was a long time ago. About 2 decades..."
bra explained. "Very funny." Marron replied, hold on, I have another call." bra
said changing to the other line. "Hello?" bra asked. "Hi, is there a Mr. Vegeta
there?" a low voice called. "I'm sorry, you have the wrong number." bra lied.
"Thank you." the voice called as it hung up. Bra went back to Marron. "Some guy
asking for my father. Probably some enemy... call you back." bra explained.
"Ok." Marron replied hanging up. Bra hung up the phone and walked to the door,
but remembered the door being locked from the outside, so she walked to the
window and opened it.
"Dad. Some guy asked for you
on the phone. He said Mr. Vegeta. He had a low voice. I said they had the wrong
number." bra said shutting the window and watching TV again. "What?" Vegeta
asked opening the door. "Yea. It's probably some enemy. No one calls you
mister. Right? So no worries, i told them they had the wrong number." bra
explained. "Good. Keep on doing that. Sure you don't want to come train?" Vegeta
asked. "Positive." bra replied. "You get out here-" "Vegeta!" bulma warned.
"See you at dinner." Vegeta said shutting the door.
After a week, bra went to
her room and jumped out the window. She was tired of being a prisoner, stuck in
the house while her whole family can be outside training or swimming while
training. Even her mom could be outside, and she wasn't learning how to fight.
Bra wandered down the street to go to the ice cream shop down the road. Even
though people kept staring at her, bra made no reason in that. As she bought a
scoop of chocolate ice cream, she turned to find her father looking down on
her. "Hi daddy... daddy!" bra screamed as she looked up at him. "What do you
think your doing?" Vegeta asked. "Getting some ice cream. Wanna bite?" bra
asked. "You deliberately disobeyed me and for
worst, you put your life in danger." Vegeta growled. "I'm tired of being locked
up like a little puppy that's in trouble." bra whined. "We better get you back. It's getting late." Vegeta said
picking bra up and walking up the street. Bulma was pacing back and fourth in front of the TV muttering to herself
while trunks laid on the couch playing Nintendo saying "MOM!" every 5 seconds
when she would walk across the TV blocking him from playing. Some time later,
Vegeta walked into the house-carrying bra in his arms. He let bra down as bulma
ran up to her and hugged her. "Thank you!" trunks finally said, as bulma didn't
interfere in his game any more. "Bra! I'm so glad you're alright." Bulma said
hugging bra very tightly. "Me too." Trunks replied with no effort in his voice
to care.
"I'm sorry mom… I just went
to buy an Ice cream. I'm tired of being stuck in this prison." Bra explained.
"What will we do with you? You disobeyed us…" bulma explained. "Ground her."
trunks muttered. "I'm sorry bra, but your brother is right. We have to ground
you to your room till we think of something to do." Bulma explained. "That's
not fair!" bra screamed as she ran to her room and began to sob into her
pillow. Bra soon realized that there were bars on her windows so she couldn't
escape, something she couldn't of ripped apart if she learned how to control
her ki, but that didn't cross her mind at the point. At around 2 in the
morning, bra got dressed from her nightgown and grabbed her red, sleek,
backpack purse and walked into the kitchen taking some snacks from the drawer
with a little indiglow watch she had. She looked towards the living room to see
trunks sleeping on the couch snoring quietly from playing Nintendo all night. Bra sighed for her older brother and went to
the front door. She opened in slowly so she wouldn't wake anyone up and walked
down the vast steps to the sidewalk where she was free for good.
She'd return when the
sayains were destroyed. Surely they'd say it on the news. They usually do… it
was a nice night. The sky was a dark navy blue and there were no clouds in
site. The stars were bright and the moon was half full. There was a light
breeze and warm air. After about half an hour of wandering around in the night,
she fell asleep on a bench. The following morning, around 7 o'clock, she woke
by a cool breeze and the smell of the morning dew from the air. The fountain in
front of her just started to start as the lights died out that surrounded the
streets. Bra got up and yawned as she looked around. She was near the white
market, a place where she could buy food.
"Trunks! Trunks wake up!
You're sister is missing!" bulma hissed at trunks. "Yea? So?" trunks asked with
no remorse in his voice. "Go find her before your father wakes up or he'll be
pissed at all of us." Bulma barked. "Ok. Ok, ok… just hold your shoes. Be back
for breakfast." Trunks said jumping over the couch and putting on his shoes
forgetting that he only had on his shorts that he didn't feel like changing
last night, and one sock. His shirt was on the lamp, and his other sock was in
a bowl of cereal he was eating last night. Trunks looked at bulma pacing
herself in front of the TV again and sighed. Trunks licked his hand as he tried
to tidy his hair as he walked down the stairs to the sidewalk. Trunks walked down the sidewalk and noticed
people were staring at him, only then did he know that he had no shirt on, only
one sock, and his shoes were not tied. He looked like a hot bum, but trunks
shrugged it off as he heard a fierce scream coming from down the road.
"Lemme go!" bra screamed
again as she was being carried on top of flinder's shoulder. "Shut up you dumb
brat." Flinder barked. "HELP!" bra began to scream. People began to look at the
helpless bra. "Get out of here!" taso shouted blowing up a fruit stand. "Bra!"
a voice called. Taso and flinder turned to see trunks looking at them.
"Trunks!" bra screamed. "let her go." Trunks explained. "Nah… that's ok. We're
going to sell her and get some money and take your pathetic father down." Taso
explained. "Why don't we take both of them?" flinders asked. "Cause… it's to
hard. He knows how to fight and stuff. She… nope. No idea." Taso explained.
"oh… ok. Bye runt." Flinders waved. Trunks tried blasting taso, but they had
disappeared into the sky. "Bra!" trunks whispered as he flew back to the house.