Chapter 13: Negotiations
Marron sighed and watched as her `mother' and boyfriend verbally duked it out.
Slowly, 17 made his way over to her.
"So how long have you been here?"
"Few months."
"You like it here?"
She shrugged.
"These 2 always go through this before we start to fight."
"hmmm..."
"You sure don't talk much do you?"
Marron looked at her `uncle'. "Well, usually I would talk all day to you but..." she yawned, "I am really tired."
"Ah. Well, I'll let you sleep if you answer the questions from earlier."
Marron smiled. "You always liked to make deals with me. There is a time and a place for everything. But not here, not now."
"Gotcha, but I will hold you to this."
"And I will live up to them, once I get some sleep."
17 smiled. "Come on 18, we'll finish this some other time."
She looked at her brother with wide eyes. "But..."
"No buts, now come on."
18 growled, then levitated to meet her brother, all the while keeping an eye on Trunks. "I'll get you later." She hissed.
"Bring it."
"Trunks, shut up. Come on, I want to go to bed." Marron said, walking up to him and grabbing his hand.
He looked down at her and a small spark flared in his eyes. Quickly he shook his head clear of the thought. "You look too much like you mother." He said.
"Sorry about that, but that is something I can't change."
Smiling he leaned down and kissed her. "Nor would I want you to." Then they began to walk towards the building.
"So maybe I hafta be careful that my mother doesn't steal you?"
"I am not worried about that either. You actually have feelings."
"Of that I do, but as you saw earlier, I can easily over-ride."
"What ever, you know you were enjoying yourself."
"I am not saying that I didn't. I am just saying that I can easily not show any emotion. I do have the ability to go all android. Show no emotion, show no mercy. But I prefer not to. That's my combat mode."
Trunks opened the front door for her and bowed as she walked by him. Once inside, he approached her from behind and wrapped his arms around her slim waist.
"He's not going to get you back. And you are not going to go back either...well maybe to visit but not to stay." He told her, pulling her closer.
"I don't think I would want to. I feel so much safer when I am with you."
"What happened?" Bulma asked as she saw the 2 pass by the kitchen.
"17 and 18 decided it had been too long since we last played. Marron gave them a run for their money though. I have never seen those 2 so surprised in my whole life."
"Well that is good. They need to get their circuits sparked every now and then." The scientist laughed. When she regained her breath she looked at the blonde female. "Guess I need to start working on some form of battle armor for you huh?"
"I can only hold it back for so long. I am afraid though that we don't have all that much time before the inevitable is right around the corner."
"So that is a yes." Bulma said, standing up. Stretching, she began to make her way to the lab, but turned abruptly and walked back to the kitchen counter and grabbed her coffee cup. "I am going to need this. I have never had to update the sayian armor to fit the feminine form."
"Well I am off to bed for good this time. If they attack say I am dead." Marron laughed as she and Trunks made their way upstairs. Once in Marron's room, she looked down at what she was wearing. "No wonder uncle liked what I was wearing and mom said that I had horrible taste." She laughed at herself. The low cut spaghetti strap top and short girl boxers she had chosen to sleep in that night would defiantly catch any guys eye.
"I'm not complaining." Trunks smirked.
"Obviously. Come on and turn off the lights before you climb in." she mumbled as she snuggled under the comforter.
He waited till she was comfortable, then he turned off the light and walked toward the bed. While watching her sleep, he changed into his P.J.'s by removing his shirt and shoes, and then climbed in next to her. Before nodding off to slumber land, he wrapped his arms around his prize. He wasn't going to let anyone steal her from him.
Marron sighed and watched as her `mother' and boyfriend verbally duked it out.
Slowly, 17 made his way over to her.
"So how long have you been here?"
"Few months."
"You like it here?"
She shrugged.
"These 2 always go through this before we start to fight."
"hmmm..."
"You sure don't talk much do you?"
Marron looked at her `uncle'. "Well, usually I would talk all day to you but..." she yawned, "I am really tired."
"Ah. Well, I'll let you sleep if you answer the questions from earlier."
Marron smiled. "You always liked to make deals with me. There is a time and a place for everything. But not here, not now."
"Gotcha, but I will hold you to this."
"And I will live up to them, once I get some sleep."
17 smiled. "Come on 18, we'll finish this some other time."
She looked at her brother with wide eyes. "But..."
"No buts, now come on."
18 growled, then levitated to meet her brother, all the while keeping an eye on Trunks. "I'll get you later." She hissed.
"Bring it."
"Trunks, shut up. Come on, I want to go to bed." Marron said, walking up to him and grabbing his hand.
He looked down at her and a small spark flared in his eyes. Quickly he shook his head clear of the thought. "You look too much like you mother." He said.
"Sorry about that, but that is something I can't change."
Smiling he leaned down and kissed her. "Nor would I want you to." Then they began to walk towards the building.
"So maybe I hafta be careful that my mother doesn't steal you?"
"I am not worried about that either. You actually have feelings."
"Of that I do, but as you saw earlier, I can easily over-ride."
"What ever, you know you were enjoying yourself."
"I am not saying that I didn't. I am just saying that I can easily not show any emotion. I do have the ability to go all android. Show no emotion, show no mercy. But I prefer not to. That's my combat mode."
Trunks opened the front door for her and bowed as she walked by him. Once inside, he approached her from behind and wrapped his arms around her slim waist.
"He's not going to get you back. And you are not going to go back either...well maybe to visit but not to stay." He told her, pulling her closer.
"I don't think I would want to. I feel so much safer when I am with you."
"What happened?" Bulma asked as she saw the 2 pass by the kitchen.
"17 and 18 decided it had been too long since we last played. Marron gave them a run for their money though. I have never seen those 2 so surprised in my whole life."
"Well that is good. They need to get their circuits sparked every now and then." The scientist laughed. When she regained her breath she looked at the blonde female. "Guess I need to start working on some form of battle armor for you huh?"
"I can only hold it back for so long. I am afraid though that we don't have all that much time before the inevitable is right around the corner."
"So that is a yes." Bulma said, standing up. Stretching, she began to make her way to the lab, but turned abruptly and walked back to the kitchen counter and grabbed her coffee cup. "I am going to need this. I have never had to update the sayian armor to fit the feminine form."
"Well I am off to bed for good this time. If they attack say I am dead." Marron laughed as she and Trunks made their way upstairs. Once in Marron's room, she looked down at what she was wearing. "No wonder uncle liked what I was wearing and mom said that I had horrible taste." She laughed at herself. The low cut spaghetti strap top and short girl boxers she had chosen to sleep in that night would defiantly catch any guys eye.
"I'm not complaining." Trunks smirked.
"Obviously. Come on and turn off the lights before you climb in." she mumbled as she snuggled under the comforter.
He waited till she was comfortable, then he turned off the light and walked toward the bed. While watching her sleep, he changed into his P.J.'s by removing his shirt and shoes, and then climbed in next to her. Before nodding off to slumber land, he wrapped his arms around his prize. He wasn't going to let anyone steal her from him.