Hi! Sorry this took so long to get up, but I've had terrible writer's block. And obviously you people don't read author's notes, because I told you to read and review 'She's On Fire' but no one did! So go do it now! Oh, and if you were on the Weird Club Chat Room Thursday night, you'll laugh when you see what Goten wants to do.
Marron stood up and put her empty pancake plate in the kitchen sink. "So Goten, what do you want to do today?" she asked.
Goten shoveled another forkful of food in his mouth. "Reffuhfhgrufhfhh."
"Swallow please."
He did so, and the began again. "I wanted you to meet a friend of mine. She lives in the building next door."
Marron raised an eyebrow. "She? So you're telling me you met a girl."
"Well, yeah. But we're just friends. I promise you. Her name's Pam, she's from Spain, and were on the same plane over here."
She tried not to smile. "Oh. Pam, huh? That's a pretty name." She sat back down.
"Not as pretty as Marron," Goten replied smoothly, smiling.
Marron threw a napkin at him.
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At three thirty, there was a knock on Goten's door. He was in the shower, so Marron ran to the door and flung it open; holding her arms out. "Pan!"
The 'blonde' smiled. "Marron!" Her and Marron hugged, then the elder looked Pan up and down. She was wearing a long, yellow sundress, a blonde wig, a floppy hat, and thin framed glasses.
"You're unrecognizable. If I didn't know you were coming over, I would have never guessed it was you." She laughed. "But then again, either could your own uncle."
Pan laughed airily. "He's not exactly the brightest bulb in the bunch. Where is he?"
"Shower. So Pam, how's Spain?"
Pan rolled her eyes. "I actually went on the Internet and did some research. I was waiting for Uncle Goten to ask me about it. Wait. He's coming." She adjusted her hat. "Its so nice to finally meet you, Marron. Goten has told me so much about you," she said, breaking out in her Spanish accent.
Goten put an arm around Marron as he approached the two. "Hi Pam. So I see you two met. I'm really glad you got the chance to know each other. You want something to drink Pam? There's sodas in the kitchen," he offered.
"No, thank you. But I would like to hear about Marron. I've heard so many stories about you, I couldn't wait to meet you. Please, tell me some more," Pan suggested.
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'Pam' left at four-thirty.
Marron plopped down on the couch next to Goten. "What should we do with the rest of the day, 'Ten?" she asked.
He wrapped an arm around her. "Let's go shopping. Then we can go out to dinner, and we can come home, and we can go to sleep."
"You want to go shopping?" she asked, shooting him a doubtful glance.
"Of course. You'll need something to wear to dinner, won't you? And it's not like I ever took you shopping home in Japan, so I have to make up for it. Come on, let's go now. I got dragged into shopping with your mom, Bulma, Bra, and Pan once, and it took them hours to find one pair of shoes. And if you're anything like them, we should get going now." He stood up and pulled her with him.
She laughed. "Fine, fine. Let's go. But you know you're paying, right?"
He bowed. "I wouldn't think of anything else."
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Marron held up a pale blue dress that went down to her ankles. It was sleeveless, and there was a cinch right under where the bosom would be. "What do you think of this one, 'Ten?" she asked her shopping partner, who was slumped over in a chair, trying his hardest not to fall asleep.
"The color's a little blah, don't you think babe? But otherwise, the style would look good on you." He stood up and walked over to the rack she was standing next to. He held up the dress's twin in a deep red. "This is more you."
She took the dress from him and held it up to her, looking in the mirror. You think so? If I curl my hair, and put it up, it might look good. Tell me the truth." She turned to him.
Goten smiled. "Seriously? I think you're the ugliest girl in the world, and I'm going to dump you and go date Bra. Then, you'll never find someone as perfect as me and your life will be ruined forever," he joked.
WHACK!!!!
The next thing Goten knew, his wallet was gone, he was laying on the floor, and Marron's purse was in his mouth.
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A golden curl bounced down to Marron's shoulder as she let it out of the curling iron. She gathered the curls and put them up in a bouncy bun. One tendril hung in her eyes and she carefully adjusted it so it sat just in front of her ear. After she made sure her hair was perfect, Marron slipped the dress on over her underwear and zipped up the back. She opened a box that was sitting on the toilet and took out one of the red heels inside. As soon as she got one on, she took out its partner and put it on her other foot. Stepping back in front of the mirror, she applied red lipstick, haze eye shadow, mascara, and blush. She made sure she looked perfect, then opened the bathroom door and stepped out to see a wide eyed Goten gaping at her.
