Person who said to rename it: Thanks! I was half asleep when I came up with the original title, and never got around to looking at it again. LOL! Well, I've finally updated. I've been having probs with my comp for the past couple of weeks, and I just got the Cable Modem hooked up to my comp! YAY! Well, ok, I'll write more later on today! Don't forget to review!

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Bra sat there and glared at the table. She refused to look up at Goten. He didn't DESERVE her acknowledgment. Trunks rested his strong hand on her shoulder, and she tried to shrug it off.

"Get off of me." She demanded.

"Talk to him."

"What's there to talk about?"

"I agree." Goten grunted. "Neither of us have anything to say to each other, so why bother?"

"Exactly."

"We don't care. Talk anyway." Pan replied coldly.

"What do you want us to talk about? The weather?"

"It looks like it's going to rain."

"Would you two stop that?" Pan glared. "This isn't a joke!"

"It won't be a joke if the sky caves in, either!" Bra shouted.

"What?" The other three said in unison.

"Nevermind." The blue-haired girl sighed.

"Besides, why would I want to talk to a narrow-minded, selfish, stuck- up PRINCESS, anyway? I mean, all she ever thinks about is what pair of shoes clash with one of her hideous shirts. She doesn't even look HALF- DECENT in them, anyway. There can't possibly be an intelligent cell in her entire being." Bra suddenly looked slightly hurt. Trunks let go of her from the surprise of Goten saying those things, and she stood up and walked out of the deli. Pan and Trunks gawked at Goten in pure shock. How could he have just said that to her?

"You're an idiot, Goten." Pan shook her head slowly and left.

"That was low man." Trunks said as he followed after the quarter- Saiyan.