Trunks rang the buzzer to Marron's apartment. He was wearing a gray sweater with pale blue jeans. Bra had accused him of trying to steal Marron away from Goten. Like I could do that even if I tried.
After about a minute, Marron opened the door. She had on a gray skirt, that came down to just above her knees, and a black silk top. Her blonde hair was half-dry; she was probably still fixing it.
Wow. Maybe Bra was right. Maybe I do have a crush on Marron. Figures I would like the taken girl.
She smiled. "Hi Trunks. Come on in." She turned around and walked through the apartment to the bathroom. "Have a seat. I'm almost ready," she called. "I would have been ready sooner, but Goten called and we were on the phone for about half and hour."
I hope she didn't tell Goten I'm taking her out tonight. I don't feel like dieing anytime soon.
"Oh? What did Goten have to say?" he asked casually.
"Not much. You know, just how much he misses me and all that stuff. He's too sweet."
Great. I'm inturrupting Goten's love fest. I feel even worse now. "That's good. So where do you want to go tonight?" he asked.
She came out of the bathroom with her silky hair down and brushed neatly. "I thought you had a plan. But it doesn't matter to me."
"Um, would you mind if i used your phone for a minute?" he asked nervously. I have to clear this up before it gets out of hand. Cause if Goten finds out something he shouldn't, I'm never going to be able to show my face around here again.
Marron nodded. "Sure. You can use the one in here, or there's one in the kitchen." She pointed to her left in the direction of the kitchen.
Trunks stood up and walked quickly to the kitchen. He found a white cordless on the small table in the middle of the tiny room and quickly picked it up and started to dial.
After four and a half rings, Trunks got an answer. "What the hell do you want?"
"Gosh Goten, maybe I shouldn't call you anymore," Trunks said, trying to keep his voice down.
"Well it's three in the morning here, and I was sleeping, but what's up? I know you called me for a reason."
Trunks shuffled his feet. "Yeah, I did. You wouldn't mind if I took Marron out tonight, would you? It isn't a date, I swear, I just wanted to cheer her up a little," he cleared quickly.
Goten paused. "So technically, you're asking me if you can take my girlfriend out on a date? A date like I would take her on? A date as if she were your girlfriend? I don't think so Trunks. Marron is a wonderful person, and I can see why you would want to take her out on a date. But she's my girlfriend. And I'm 4,000 miles away. So even if you claim it isn't a date, I still don't want it happening. Now are you going to go out with her anyway?"
"Yeah. Actually, I am. You have no right to tell me what to do. I can take Marron out if I want to. So I think you should just leave us alone," Trunks retorted.
"Then why'd you call, Trunks? If you weren't going to listen to me anyway, why'd you even waste your money?" Goten yelled.
"I thought that it would make you feel better if I asked. But I guess I was wrong." But Trunks' last word was cut off by Marron as she walked into the kitchen.
"Trunks, what's wrong? I heard you yelling."
"Marron!?! Marron's over there? And she's agreeing to go out with you? Let me talk to her, now Trunks!" Goten yelled.
"Fine, hold on." Trunks thrust the phone to Marron, and she accepted it, puzzled.
"Hello?"
Trunks watched Marron's face light up as she heard Goten's voice. He looked at his watch and tried not to listen to the conversation between his Marron and Goten. So finally, he left.
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The next morning, in America, Pan picked up the phone in her hotel room and dialed her parents number.
"Hello?" Pan recognized her mother's voice immediatly.
"Hi Mom, it's me. What's up?"
On the other end, Videl smiled. "Hi Pan. How's America? Your father and I miss you," she said.
Pan laughed. "America's great. It's really different here, and I miss you and Dad, too. And I've been having a ton of fun with my acting job. You're now talking to the mysterious Pam, a young woman from Spain traveling the world in search of her true love," she said dramatically.
"Yeah, that sounds like someone you would create. How's your uncle doing?" Videl asked.
"He misses Marron so much. I ended up sitting next to him on the plane, and she was all he talked about. Is Daddy there?"
Videl looked around the house until she spotted Gohan in the front yard. "Yes, he's here. Hold on, and I'll let you talk to him." She put her hand over the mouthpiece of the phone. "Gohan! Pan's on the phone!"
Gohan jogged into the house and took the phone from Videl. "Hi baby girl. When's your lovesick uncle coming home?"
"Daddy, Uncle Goten isn't coming home for six months, unless he can somehow persuade Marron into letting him come home sooner," Pan amswered.
"Then why don't you just come home without Goten?" Gohan suggested.
Pan rolled her eyes. "Because this means a lot to Marron, and I want to help her get through this. Don't you think she misses Uncle Goten? If she didn't care about him, then why am I here?"
"Yeah, well, just try to get home soon, okay Panny?"
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Bra sighed as she watched her brother storm through the Briefs' house and to the gravity chamber. He just didn't understand that Marron wasn't his for the taking. For supposedly being a genius, he was so stupid sometimes.
*Bad, bad Trunks! He needs a spanking! Trying to move in on Marron like that! Don't worry, Marron will give him what he deserves!*
