A/N: Haha! It is a couple of hours before the ball and everyone is preparing! Bra's dress hunting, Trunks is practicing some lines and Pan is…um… sleeping. Well, read now, go on!!!
by:
Psylocke
Chapter
5
"What about this one, Hilda?" Bra held
up a dress, "It's very pretty."
"It is pretty," Hilda looked at the
dress and then to Bra, "It's not quite your color. Try that one over there."
"Hmm?" Bra turned around and saw
another ball gown lying on a chair, "Yes. This one is great!" She held it up to
herself and looked in the mirror, "Is this the one?"
Hilda approved, "I believe it is."
Hilda saw the chamber doors opening.
"HILDA!!!" Bulma came rushing in,
"There you are!!! I have been looking all over for you! We have so much to do!
I want you to go make sure that the cooks are preparing the food now and that
the caterers are decorating properly!"
"I'll go see now," Hilda bowed and
left the room.
"So," Bulma walked up to her daughter,
"Are you trying to find that perfect dress?"
"I think this is it," Bra showed her
mother her dress, "Do you like it?"
"Yes," Bulma smiled, "I think Goten
will like it!"
"Mom! I already told you that he and
Marron…"
"Are not a couple," Bulma explained,
"Yes, Hilda told me that Marron and Goten are not engaged, they aren't a
couple."
"What?! Are you sure?"
"Positive," Bulma smiled at Bra's
excitement.
"Well, it's not like I care or
anything," Bra lied, "I already told you, I'm over that silly crush."
"Sure Bra…" Bulma began walking
towards the door, "If you say so. You are so over him, right?"
"Um… right, I guess," Bra blushed.
"See, I knew you still liked him!"
Bulma nodded, "Uh-huh, mother always knows!"
"Ergh! You don't have to rub it in my
face," Bra said, "Yes, I do still like him but I don't want you to be playing
match maker tonight! I can do it myself."
"Fine. At least I have one couple left
to get together."
"Mom," Bra crossed her arms, "I
already told you, Trunks doesn't like her."
"Bra, must I tell you again? Mother
always knows." Bulma left the room.
'I wish you did know,' Bra
picked up a picture that had her and Pan in it, 'Then maybe you could stop
Pan and Uubu's marriage, instead of encouraging it.'
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Pan? Pan wake up," Helga shook the
princess, "Queen Videl, I think she's dead."
"Huh? Don't be silly," Videl put down
the pile of gowns on a table and walked over to her daughter's bedside, "She's
just a deep sleeper. I know what will wake her up… Look at that mountain of
CHOCOLATE ice cream!"
Pan's eyes popped open, "Chocolate ice
cream!!! Where?!"
"Finally," Videl walked back over to
the table, "It's three in the afternoon. You need to start trying on gowns."
Pan sighed, "Fun. You know, I had a
horrible nightmare."
"And what was it about?" Helga asked
as she gathered the make-up and beauty supplies.
"Well, you guys were making marry…"
Uubu popped his head in to the room,
"Ah, I see the sleeping beauty has finally awoken."
"Oh, I see it wasn't a nightmare after
all," Pan plopped her head back down on to her pillow.
"Hello, Lord Uubu," Videl walked to
the door, "And how are you today?"
"I'm much better now," he said, "I
thought my princess was never going to awaken from her slumber."
'He always has to sound so poetic,'
Pan covered her head with the blanket, 'And, I am not his princess.'
"Well, I see you ladies are busy," He
bowed, "I will leave you now."
'Good, I hope he never comes back,'
thought Pan.
Videl closed the door, "He is so
polite. Such a gentleman!"
"I know," Helga agreed, "And handsome
too."
Pan began laughing hysterically, 'Handsome?!'
"What is so funny?" Videl was shocked
by Pan's sudden outburst.
"Nothing…" Pan tried to control her
laughter, 'Must… calm down. Breath, 1 2 3, breath 1 2 3...'
"Sometimes, I just don't understand
that girl," Videl began laying out the gowns.
"Now, come on Pan," Helga began
dragging Pan from her bed, "You must get ready."
"Ugh. Alright," Pan stood to her feet,
"I'll go quietly."
*~*~*~*
The duchess sat on an over sized chair
and watched her daughter as she applied her make up. Marron was humming to her
self and smiling the whole time.
"Why are you in such a good mood?"
Juuhachi asked, "Did Goten propose to you?"
"Huh? No, what are you talking about."
"Well, you seem so happy right now."
"Actually, Goten and I broke up two
days ago," Marron began brushing her golden hair.
"Really? Why, I thought you two were
having a good relationship. What happened?"
"Nothing really. It's just that Goten
and I decided that we would just like to remain friends so that we can pursue
the relationships that we really want."
"You and Goten both decided
this?"
"Well, actually, I mentioned it and I
knew he felt the exact same way," Marron put her brush down, "Goten was a great
guy but he just wasn't the right type for me."
"You said that you and Goten broke up
because you wanted to pursue a different relationship, so who is your right
type?" Juuhachi inquired.
"Well, Trunks," Marron smiled once
again at the thought of being a queen, "Even Bulma wants us together."
"She does, does she? Well, how does
Trunks feel about all this?"
"I'm sure he feels the same for me,"
Marron reassured herself again, "I'm sure of it!"
*~*~*~*
"Hey Pan. Do you remember me? I'm Trunks…" he shook his head, "No. I sound stupid." Trunks stood in front of a mirror, practicing what he was going to say to Pan, when they see each other, "C'mon Trunks, you're the man. You gotta sound cool… Hey baby! What's shaking? Err… man that was stupid too."
'Why am I so nervous? It's only
little ol' Pan, but I doubt she's still little.'
"Okay, I'm ready now. Let's see," he began
thinking once again, "Alright, I got another one… Yo Pan! Wuz up, babe? Oh
yeah! That's the one! You bad Trunks. Yeah, I know I bad. Who's the man? I am
the man. Who's the man?! I'M THE MAN!!!" Trunks began to break dance on the
floor.
"Boy! Have you gone insane?!" Vegeta
stood at the entrance of Trunks door, "First you're talking to your self and
now you're rolling on the floor like some crazy lunatic!"
"Dad!" Trunks immediately stood up,
"Don't you know how to knock?"
"Knock? I don't have to knock, this is
my palace after all." Vegeta walked over to his son, "So, you've taken a liking
to Kakarott's grandbrat, eh?"
"Huh? Ummm… well," he felt
uncomfortable about talking to his father about this.
"That's what I thought," Vegeta
nodded, "Well, don't expect to win her right off. She's a tough brat and won't
fall for you like those other bimbos do. And don't do that dance you just did,
you're liable to scare her away." Vegeta smirked and then walked off.
Trunks was speechless. His father
actually gave him advice. 'Woah, dad must be drunk or something. He was
actually encouraging me. It's like he wants me to be with Pan. This is all too
strange for me, I need some air.'
*~*~*~*
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