Chapter 04
.............dinner is served............and frenchmen are still funny..... "Pierre! Za purple mob man iz back, with anozer beautiful woman, iz zis good for za restaurant?" "Oh, oui oui, Jean-claude. Why do you think people watch soap operas? Zey love drama. Za more beautiful women with our purple haired boy, za better." "Oui oui! Like za james bond! Double oo Seeven??" "Non, no jean-claude."
..........now to trunks and Bra............ "You look beautiful. Black is very flattering" "Thanks." said bra...seductively!!! "You don't look too bad yourself, sparky" "I love it when you call me sparky"
'whoa, pan.I'm really getting good at this'
'Why couldn't we get a different disguise?? Those french men keep staring at me.I think they remember the fat man who sat too close to za happy couple!'
"Check please" Trunks snapped for his waiter, anxious for desert. "Let's go." ((Note from the authors: You're probably wondering why Bra is so calm in this instance, due to the fact that her "place" is also Trunks'. Which is why we have arranged a flash back for you, enjoy. And don't get confused)) ..............the Briefs Residence...........
Vegeta runs into the living room calling, "Bulma, Bulma! Where the devil is my pink shirt??" Bra schlumps into the room, hoping to catch her father at a good time. "Daddy. I'd really like somewhere quiet, where I can do my homework and stuff! Someplace really nice, with Burberry couches and walls reminiscent of the tiffany box.. and a GORGEOUS kitchen, because you KNOW I love to cook. Well daddy, can I have it?" "I'll see what I can do sweetie. You'll have it by tomorrow. The tiffany wallpaper might be a problem. Anything for my little girl!" "Thank you soooooo much! I love you daddy!" Bra kisses his cheek and runs off, "Bulma!! My pink shirt!!!!!"
..............Back to Chez Moi............... "Wait a minute.I don't think I know your name. I know that sounds really shallow..but, we've made such a great connection, ya know? -giggles- It sounds weird that I don't know your name.." Bra says expertly.
'Wow, you're so.manipulative' (Pan remarks half enviously half baffled) " Ha..I'm Trunks" "Uhh.." "What's your name?" 'Uhh.. PAAAAN!!!' 'Uh..amy? grenadine? No..that's a drink.umm, angelique??' ' Perfect!' "I'm Angelique." Bra says with a smile and a perfect french accent. "So.you take the lead, let's get some desert." "I'm a wonderful cook, If I may say so myself." "I'm sure." "I'm good at other things as well" Bra hinted, suggestively "ha..-runs his finger through her hair-"
.............dinner is served............and frenchmen are still funny..... "Pierre! Za purple mob man iz back, with anozer beautiful woman, iz zis good for za restaurant?" "Oh, oui oui, Jean-claude. Why do you think people watch soap operas? Zey love drama. Za more beautiful women with our purple haired boy, za better." "Oui oui! Like za james bond! Double oo Seeven??" "Non, no jean-claude."
..........now to trunks and Bra............ "You look beautiful. Black is very flattering" "Thanks." said bra...seductively!!! "You don't look too bad yourself, sparky" "I love it when you call me sparky"
'whoa, pan.I'm really getting good at this'
'Why couldn't we get a different disguise?? Those french men keep staring at me.I think they remember the fat man who sat too close to za happy couple!'
"Check please" Trunks snapped for his waiter, anxious for desert. "Let's go." ((Note from the authors: You're probably wondering why Bra is so calm in this instance, due to the fact that her "place" is also Trunks'. Which is why we have arranged a flash back for you, enjoy. And don't get confused)) ..............the Briefs Residence...........
Vegeta runs into the living room calling, "Bulma, Bulma! Where the devil is my pink shirt??" Bra schlumps into the room, hoping to catch her father at a good time. "Daddy. I'd really like somewhere quiet, where I can do my homework and stuff! Someplace really nice, with Burberry couches and walls reminiscent of the tiffany box.. and a GORGEOUS kitchen, because you KNOW I love to cook. Well daddy, can I have it?" "I'll see what I can do sweetie. You'll have it by tomorrow. The tiffany wallpaper might be a problem. Anything for my little girl!" "Thank you soooooo much! I love you daddy!" Bra kisses his cheek and runs off, "Bulma!! My pink shirt!!!!!"
..............Back to Chez Moi............... "Wait a minute.I don't think I know your name. I know that sounds really shallow..but, we've made such a great connection, ya know? -giggles- It sounds weird that I don't know your name.." Bra says expertly.
'Wow, you're so.manipulative' (Pan remarks half enviously half baffled) " Ha..I'm Trunks" "Uhh.." "What's your name?" 'Uhh.. PAAAAN!!!' 'Uh..amy? grenadine? No..that's a drink.umm, angelique??' ' Perfect!' "I'm Angelique." Bra says with a smile and a perfect french accent. "So.you take the lead, let's get some desert." "I'm a wonderful cook, If I may say so myself." "I'm sure." "I'm good at other things as well" Bra hinted, suggestively "ha..-runs his finger through her hair-"