Disclaimer-Saga's mine, characters aren't.

Note-This will all be from my POV.

Not #2-Everything from this point on will be made up, so if it doesn't fit the TV show, don't be surprised.

World Tournament Beckons

Their shuttle landed on the runway soon after Goten gave Marron the flower, which she had tucked into the folds of her hair. It matched perfectly with the outfit she was wearing, which was pure pink. The others had been surprised when she announced that she wanted to fight as well. They were even more surprised at what she was wearing, but she had a strategy behind it. Let the others think that she was just a cute pansy before she knocked them down. Only Goten and Trunks and maybe Paris, Tien and Launch's daughter, knew how strong Marron was.

Speaking of Paris, she ran up to Marron, waving.

"Are you wearing that to fight in?" she asked, pointing to her dress.

"Yeah," Marron said breezily.

Paris shook her head to let Marron know she thought she was crazy but made no comment. "Come on!" she said, pulling Marron's arm. "My Dad says that the 'Goku' guy will be here soon!"

Marron had heard of Goku many times before. Krillin told her that Goku was his best friend and didn't have an ounce of evil in him. 18 told her that he was merciful, but that's all she said.

17 walked up. He normally isn't that much for displays of affection, but he at least tried to smile at Marron. He still doesn't like the match 18 made with Krillin, but he learned not to mention it. He got scorched by 18's Destructo Disk variation the last time.

Today, he was happy because he'd finally get a chance to fight Goku again. Marron had heard that those two had been great enemies.

Suddenly, there was a commotion as all these little kids ran past them, shouting incoherently. Beyond them was a huge red shuttle.

"Oh, look," Krillin said sarcastically. "Here's Hercule, the man who saved the world because we were too weak, remember?"

They all got a good laugh out of that and walked off to find Goku.

They hadn't gotten very far when there was this great 'shoomp' noise behind them. All of them quickly turned around to see a very tall man with spiky black hair and warm, raven-black eyes. "Hey!" he said. "I'm back!"

'This must be Goku,' Marron thought, seeing how Krillin and many of the others ran to greet him.

All of a sudden Marron felt cold. She had the urge to hide behind her mother like Goten hid behind his. Something about him made her feel insecure.

Marron watched the whole scene as Goku introduced himself to Goten. Goten ran to him and was picked up to be hugged as father and son met for the first time. Marron supposed she should have felt safe, after all, Goten was her best friend and he was totally at home with this unknown man. But she was hesitant. And she didn't know why.

"Goku," Krillin said. "I want you to meet someone."

Goku turned to face his best friend as Goten jumped off his shoulder. "Yeah, Dad!" Goten said. He ran over and grabbed Marron's shoulder. "This is my best friend, Marron!"

Goku knelt in front of Marron and got a good look at her face. "She's real cute, Krillin," he said. "Is she yours?"

"Yep," Krillin said proudly.

"Who's the mother?" Goku inquired. "It's not the other Maron; there's no resemblence."

"I am," 18's voice said coldly.

Goku got up and looked at 18. At first, he glared at her and she glared right back. Then he relaxed into a smile. "I had a feeling," he said simply.

"Will all fighters please report to the registration desk!" some guy with a bullhorn yelled across the whole island.

"Hey, is Marron fighting, too?" Goku asked as the Z-Team went towards the registration desk.

"Yep," Marron said with a hint of pride in her voice.

"Name," said the receptionist.

"Trunks Brief," Trunks answered.

"Age."

"8."

"Ah, yes, another for the Junior Division."

"WHAT?" screamed all four of the under-age-13 club.

"Yes. The Junior Division is for anyone under 13."

"Great. We got gypped," Trunks sulked. The others all started to follow suit.

"Young man, I need your birthdate," the receptionist said.

"January 16th."

"Good. Next!"

Goten stepped up. "Goten Son."

"Age."

"7."

"Birthdate."

"November 22nd."

"All right. Next."

"Marron Chestnut."

"Age."

"7."

"Birthdate."

"December 21st."

"All right then. Next."

"Paris Shinhan."

"Age."

"8."

"Birthdate?"

"January 11th."

The adults went next, and Marron ceased to pay attention. She started humming 'Cha-la Head Cha-la' as she strolled down the paved road towards the fighter's pavilion.

"Break through the shining clouds and fly away, fly away," she sung under her breath. "As a panorama spread itself throughout my being. The earth, having been kicked in the face, gets angry, angry. And makes one of its volcanoes explode!"

Paris overheard her and joined in. "If, within the thawed polar ice, there is a dinosaur, I wanna train him to balance atop a ball."

The boys, seeing they were out of earshot, started in. "Cha-La, Head Cha-La. No matter what happens, I feel as if nothing can bother me. Cha-La, Head Cha-La. However hard your chest pounds, the Genkai Dama will roar."

"Hey, kids!" All four of them looked up to see a very tall boy with blonde hair and black eyes looking down on them scornfully. The kid was dressed in a ninja suit, save the head garment.

"Yeah?" Trunks asked.

"I didn't know they allowed the Diaper Brigade to fight in the WMAT," the kid snickered, thinking he'd made a funny. Three kids behind him laughed loudly, as if it was the funniest joke in the world.

"I didn't realize," Trunks said back, "that they allowed old karate movie rejects in the Tournament, either."

"Did you just insult me?" the blonde boy asked.

"That outfit insults you. I only mock you."

"Come on, guys, we're gonna be late," Goten complained.

"Later, loser," Trunks said, waving at him mockingly and walking away with his friends.

"Where were we?" Paris asked, thinking. "Oh, wait, I got it!" She started singing again, joined by the others. "Cha-La, Head Cha-La. The emptier your head is, the more room there is to pack with dreams. Cha-La, Head Cha-La. With a cheerful face and an Ultra-Z, today is ai-yai-yai-yai-yai…SPARKING!"

Goten started the drum solo and Trunk's head, until Trunks slapped his hand. After that, the music-making stopped.

And just in time. The WMAT stadium was looming just ahead.

Well, that's chapter 2! I think that Marron would have been nervous, meeting Goku for the first time. I mean, Goku and 18 are enemies, so 18 might have passed that on to Marron.

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