Goten looked undecided. "Trunks, are you sure that's wise? Bra has never spar before. She could get hurt. And don't forget Little Vegita. He's not up to our standards."
Little Vegita growled. Bra's tears were rolling down her face. "P-please?"
"Goten, go to my room and get three sparing outfits, one for each of us. Vegita can go with you." Goten nodded and left with the younger saiyan prince. Trunks stared down at his sister. He got down to her eye level. "Are you sure you want to do this, Bra? You don't have to. I promise I'll play with you all day tomorrow if I'm not needed." Bra nodded. "Okay, if you are sure. Do you have a sparing outfit?" She nodded again and smiled. She ran to get the outfit. Trunks helped her into it since she had never put it on since the day Vegeta had given it to her when she was three. The brother and sister walked to their father's gravity chamber and waited for Goten and Little Vegita. They arrived shortly. The boys went to change; Little Vegita was reluctant to change out of his saiyan clothes but the two older boys persuaded him. Trunks matched himself with Goten and Little Vegita with Bra.
"Why do I have to spar with her? I heard you! She has never done this before. I just might kill her."
Trunks shook his head. "She's more powerful than you, trust me. But go easy on her at first till she gets the hang of it."
Bra looked at her brother. "Can we watch you and Goten spar first? Then I could learn what to do."
"Yes, let's watch you two spar. I want to see how much of a weakling you are compare to me," Little Vegita sneered at the purple hair saiyan.
Goten smiled. "Come on, Trunks!"
The two boys got into a fighting stance. At first they went very slow so Little Vegita could keep his eye on them; they were still going a little bit faster than Vegita could watch. As the battle heated up, the more speed the two little half saiyans used. After half and hour, which Trunks and Goten were trying really hard not to turn Super Saiyan against each other, they stopped.
"We want to watch you two fight," they said.
Little Vegita was feeling a little bit dazed. Never had he seen two people move that fast. If the children could go this fast, how fast could their fathers go? He waited for Bra to get to the middle of the room and into a fighting stance. He stood motion Bra closer. No way a little baby--one without any training--could defeat him. "Princess Bra, you have the honor of hitting me first."
Bra nodded. Little Vegita watch her run at him and waited for her small punch. "Where did she go?" Bra had disappeared.
* * * * *
ChiChi hummed as she set the large plate full of cookies--twelve dozen cookies of different kinds--on the kitchen counter. The doorbell rang and she went to the front door to see who it was. She opened the door to find no one was there.
Meanwhile, back in the kitchen, a little blue hair saiyan giggled as she grabbed the cookies. She had ringed the doorbell to make ChiChi leave the cookies alone. She took one of the 144 cookies and ate it before she disappeared.
* * * * *
ChiChi came back into the kitchen. The cookies were gone! "Goku!" she yelled. She shook her head as she thought about Goku's instant transmission. When he was really hungry he would transmit himself into the kitchen for more food. She went to the phone to call a certain blue hair genius about her food-stealing husband.
"Hello, Capsule Corporation, Bulma Briefs speaking. How may I help you?"
"Bulma, it's ChiChi."
"ChiChi! I was about to call you."
"You were?"
"Yeah, I want to tell you Goten is going to spend the night over here. You don't mind, do you?"
"No I don't mind. I'll come over to give Goten his favorite sleeping toy," ChiChi told her. "Bulma, is Goku still over there?"
"Yes, he's eating right now."
"My cookies?"
"What cookies?"
"Someone stole the cookies I just made. I thought Goku must have transmit to get them. Are you sure he didn't leave and get them?" ChiChi asked.
Bulma told her no. "He's been here the whole time. I just finished warming up some food for Goku. Are you sure Pan or Videl or even Hercule didn't take them?"
"I'm positive."
* * * * *
"What the--" yelled Vegeta as something small and blue appeared right in front of him.
"Daddy!"
"Bra?"
Bra shoved two more cookies down her throat before handing her father the plate of cookies. "Here Daddy. These are for you. I got to go and hit Prince Vegita."
Vegeta barely grabbed the plate before Bra disappeared again. Vegeta looked over to Gohan, who looked as confused as he was.
"It looked like Dad's instant transmission," Gohan told him.
* * * * *
Trunks, Goten, and Little Vegita were looking everywhere for Bra Vegeta-Briefs. They had saw her run at Vegita but when she was a foot away from him, she disappeared. They couldn't find a trance of her. Trunks and Goten had tried to find her ki but in the two minutes since she was gone, they couldn't pick up anything.
All three heard a giggle before Goten and Trunks saw Little Vegita crumple to the ground. The two boys was amaze to see a giggling Bra standing over him.
"That was fun!" Bra looked at Goku's youngest son. "Goten, can I fight you?" Goten never had time to answer her before he was elbowed in the stomach. Goten grabbed his stomach and groan.
"Bra? That hurt!"
"Goten, it was suppose to hurt. We're sparring. Trunks hits you as hard as he could." Goten let go of his stomach to watch the little girl waiting for him to fight her back. "Come on, Goten. Aren't you going to fight me back?"
"I don't want to fight you."
"Fine, you lose," she said in Vegeta-like voice. She went over to Goten and punched him in the nose. He blacked out.
"Bra, is that really you? Where did you learn to fight like that? I though you never train," the thirteen year old boy said to his sister.
Bra smiled at him. "I learn to fight like that from watching you and Goten, and Goku and Gohan, and Daddy. Now, Trunksie, it's your turn. I want to see if I can beat you. Goten was no fun. He didn't want to fight."
"Um, sure."
Trunks and Bra fought each other; Trunks trying his best not to hit her too hard but also trying to take the blows Bra was going him, and Bra was getting thirsty from dodging flying fist and feet.
When Bra and Trunks came apart, Bra smiled shyly and said, "Trunksie, I'm thirsty. I'll be back." And she disappears to reappear in the kitchen. She grabs two cups and fills them up with water. Seconds later she's back in the gravity chamber handing a cup to her brother. She giggles as she takes in the expression on his face. "It's just water, silly!"
"B-Bra, h-how did you d-do that?"
"I watched Goku do it. It's fun! Can you do it?"
"No, I can't. Nobody but Goku can. He doesn't teach anyone how to do it either. He thinks everyone should have one talent in fighting that no else knows how to do. It makes the fight more challenging. Bra, can you do something just by watching someone do it?" Bra nodded. "C-Can you turn into a Super Saiyan?" Bra tilted her head to one side as if to think about the question. She very slowly nodded. She clinches her fists as a look of determination crossed her face. Her blue hair flicked gold to blue to gold again until it stayed to a solid gold color and stood up, as it would have done to any Super Saiyan. Her blue eyes turn a turquoise color. She looked up at her brother and grin in that innocent way of the Son men.
Trunks sat down on the floor. "Was that your first time?"
Bra nodded.
Trunks put his head in his hands as he groan. "This isn't good."
* * * * *
Vegeta left Gohan to watch the saiyan warriors. He went into the kitchen and handed the plate of cookies to Bulma as she and Goku enter from the other doorway.
"Where did you get these, Vegeta?" Bulma demanded. She knew these cookies were the missing ones ChiChi was looking for.
"Bra gave them to me. Have you seen her?"
"Bra? How did she get them? She was upstairs in her room playing it Trunks and Goten and their little friend."
"Cookies!" Goku slightly jogged to Bulma. "Can I have some?"
"No," Vegeta barked at him. "You're coming with me! What do you think you were doing when you taught Bra your stupid instant transmission?"
"I never taught her anything!"
"You're coming with me to get this straighten out." Vegeta and Goku ran up the stairs and down the hallways to Bra's room. The children weren't there. "Where could they be?"
"Trunks and Goten are in the Gravity Chamber. Maybe they might now." Goku touched Vegeta's arm and transmit both of them into the chamber. The first person they saw was Goten who had a bloody nose. Then there was Little Vegita who was groaning on the floor and rubbing the back of his neck where Bra had chopped him. The two older saiyans were shock as they took in the sight of the last two people in the chamber. Trunks was sitting at the feet of a four year old Super Saiyan Bra. Trunks just put his head in his hands and groan, "This isn't good."
"What is going on here?"
Bra turned around. As she did, she shed her Super Saiyan colors and return back to her regular self. "Daddy! Uncle Goku!" She hurls herself into her father's arms.
"What's going on?"
"Well, Daddy, we were sparring. They didn't what to play house or royalty with me. I was sparring with Prince Vegita--I think, Daddy, that he looks a bit like you but he's not as cute as you are--and then I won so I went to spar with Goten. He wouldn't fight. I won again. And then I was fighting Trunksie! That's when I turn Super Saiyan like you are." A smirk spread across her face as she realized something. "I need to tell Pan. She'll be so mad at me for a day or so. This time I'm the one who's learned something before she does." Bra jumped out of her father's arms. As soon as her foot touched the floor she disappear.
Once the two older saiyans finally got over their shook, Vegeta turn to look at his son. Trunks sigh as he got up. "Dad, guess what? Bra's a Super Saiyan and she can do instant transmission like Goku can. She can probably do a lot of other things--maybe the Big Bang or something totally different. She can do this by just watching us do them."
Little Vegita walked over to them. He was still rubbing his neck. He glared at Trunks and said, "I thought you said she couldn't fight. If I had known she could, I wouldn't have let my guard down and she wouldn't have won."
Trunks glared back. "You can't even go Super Saiyan. She can. Figure the odds. She's way stronger than you. I don't even know how strong."
"Super Saiyan? Ha!" Little Vegita sneered at him. "No one but the elite Saiyans could ever dream to become a Super Saiyan and that's only once in a thousand years."
"Really?" drawled Trunks. He quickly changed into a Super Saiyan. "My dad is one. Goten, Gohan, and Goku are Super Saiyans too."
"Y-you're all S-super Saiyans?" whispered Little Vegita.
Thanks to everyone who review--mae, Suzzie Q, TigerEye, Jewels, Tamika, and Manga
Random Author Thinking: Do you know what I learned last week? You probably don't care but anyway, I learned that Cartoon Network wouldn't be continuing the Buu Saga until this September. That seems like so long from now--like forever! What are they going to do, play the half of the Buu Saga over and over all summer until September? I hope they change the DBZ saga to another one, maybe the Saiyan Saga? I've never seen it before and I really want to. Well I better stop writing so you can start writing your REVIEW! The more reviews I get the faster I get the next chapter up. ^@^
