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It was around Halloween time, and I was happy and content. My Uncle Yamcha was taking me out shopping, for a Halloween costume. And earlier on he was training me, he was down for his many visits, but he came for my birthday, which just passed. I loved it when he came over, that meant that he would spoil me, and I had someone to tell everything to. I told him about how I wanted to be one of those women who had a dangerous but sexy look; I wanted people to recognize me. Not literally, but I wanted people to notice me. And that's when he dragged me into a costume shop. "What are you doing?!" I exclaimed. Fumbling through a rack of clothes, he said. "Making your wish come true, what better time to do this than Halloween?" I thought about it for a while and gave in, finally he pulled out an outfit', if you can even call it that. It was black and looked so dangerous. I felt daring just agreeing to try it on. But when I actually did put it on, I couldn't believe what I saw, my breast looked full, and it made my legs look long and shaped. The material was shiny, and looked plastic, and there was a zipper that went all the way from the top to right below my belly button. And a clasp to hold the front together, if I wanted to wear it with the zipper down. I pulled the zipper down a little, to reveal some cleavage. And then I stepped out of the small changing room. "Some make up and you'll be ready." Was all my Uncle Yamcha said, I beamed with happiness and thanked him. "Hey, don't I need one of those mask thingys?" I asked, he looked around and asked me. "How about this one?" he was holding up, not a mask, but a rubber piece, that went over your eyes. I tried it on, and it was like I was a whole different person, this was perfect. We paid for the items and left. As we left I started to think, what if people saw me, and recognized me, what will they think? I had a reputation to up hold. "What's the matter kiddo?" I hear my uncle's voice, and snapped out of my daze, I looked up to him, and started to explain my concerns. "I cant wear this, what will everyone think?" "Don't worry, they won't see you in it, they won't even recognize you if they did. I'll take you trick-or-treating, ok?" he sounded re-assuring. "When are you leaving?" I asked, to make conversation. "Don't know, I wish that I hadn't left Puar at home, what if she's hurt." I couldn't help but laugh. "Uncle, calm down, she's a shape shifter, she can deal with it. But I do miss her." I admitted. When we got home I put away the costume in the back of my closet and joined Uncle Yamcha on the couch. We talked about various things until it was time for dinner, my mother and father weren't home yet, they went out for a special dinner by themselves. "Bulma asked us to join her for dinner, I told her that I'd check with you first, if you want to go anywhere else I don't mind." Yamcha asked me. I shook my head and told him that I didn't mind. So off we went. "Wanna fly?" I smirked, he knew the answer already, I never gave the chance to fly, it was pretty scary at first, but I got used to it. I didn't even need to respond I just took off. With him right behind me. We landed a little bit away from Capsule Corp. so that they wouldn't sense my ki, and then we walked the rest of the way. "So how many girlfriends have you been through since the last time I saw you?" I asked smugly. He chuckled, and thought about it, it had been almost six months since he was here. "About ten I guess." He smiled and I rolled my eyes, muttering 'men' under my breath. "How about you, and love life secrets you want to tell me?" we were at Capsule Corps. Door, and I rang the doorbell. I smiled and then the door opened. In front of me stood Trunks, and I looked back to my Uncle Yamcha and told him that I would tell him later. He looked pretty confused, but shrugged it off. "Hey Marron, Hi Yamcha!" Trunks greeted. We smiled and said our 'hello's. We went into the living room, and sat with Trunks. "How have you been?" he asked me, I was shocked, he never talked to me anymore. I arched my eye-brow and leaned forward to put my hand on his forehead. He felt normal. He rolled his eyes at me. "Fine I guess, what about you?" I asked, he shrugged. "Mom's talking about making me the next President of Capsule Corp." I couldn't help but feel sorry for him, when we were younger he told me that he was afraid that his mother would make him the president of Capsule Corp., that meant that he wouldn't be able to have fun anymore. "I'm sorry" I sympathized, he looked sad, "Want to go out for ice cream later?" I asked trying to cheer him up. "Uncle Yamcha;s paying!" I said. Then looked over to the said person. He shrugged. "Sure why not, he said while ruffling my hair. I pouted and tried to fix it. "Hey Marron, hey Yamcha, long time no see." Came Bulma's cheery voice, we turned to the kitchen door way, we each gave her a hug, and she and Uncle Yamcha began to talk. "where's Bra?" I asked Trunks "Probably in her room, let's go." He nodded his head to the stairs, I got up and followed him. "Where do you think you're going mister? Dinner is in about 10 minutes." Bulma asked. "We're going to get Bra, we'll be right back." He yelled back. "You doing anything for Halloween?" he asked me. "I don't know, you?" "Yea, we're having a party, everyone's invited, you just need to be in a costume. You should come, it'll be fun." "We'll see." I said and we got to Bra's room. Trunks knocked on the door and waited. Finally the door opened, and when she saw me she pushed Trunks aside and hugged me. "Marron! I haven't seen you in forever! How have you been?" "Fine I guess, what about you?" "Eh, I could be better, but I'm good." We talked for a while more before we were all called down to eat. At the table we had a little bit of small talk here and there. I couldn't help but notice that Vegeta wasn't there. "Where's Vegeta?" I asked "He's out sparing again." Bulma responded, when we were done we all gathered in Bulma's car and we were off! Uncle Yamcha sat on the passenger's side, while I sat in the middle of Bra and Trunks. We talked for a while and finally got to the ice cream shop. They made their orders and sat down to eat. "So you got a boyfriend yet?" Trunks asked me. I shook my head and responded. "Nope, do you have a girlfriend?" "Nope." "What about you Bra?" I asked. She seem to think for a while. "Hmm, I'm working on it!" We laughed. And talked more, when we were about to leave Trunks held me back. "Would you go out with me, if I asked you?" at first I thought he was asking me out, but luckily I got it straitened out. "Umm.. maybe, I don't know." Was my reply and then I walked out. I couldn't help but wonder why he asked me that question. After all was said and done, we said good bye and went home. As I entered my room, I couldn't help but try on the entire costume. I have to admit, I looked amazing!
It was around Halloween time, and I was happy and content. My Uncle Yamcha was taking me out shopping, for a Halloween costume. And earlier on he was training me, he was down for his many visits, but he came for my birthday, which just passed. I loved it when he came over, that meant that he would spoil me, and I had someone to tell everything to. I told him about how I wanted to be one of those women who had a dangerous but sexy look; I wanted people to recognize me. Not literally, but I wanted people to notice me. And that's when he dragged me into a costume shop. "What are you doing?!" I exclaimed. Fumbling through a rack of clothes, he said. "Making your wish come true, what better time to do this than Halloween?" I thought about it for a while and gave in, finally he pulled out an outfit', if you can even call it that. It was black and looked so dangerous. I felt daring just agreeing to try it on. But when I actually did put it on, I couldn't believe what I saw, my breast looked full, and it made my legs look long and shaped. The material was shiny, and looked plastic, and there was a zipper that went all the way from the top to right below my belly button. And a clasp to hold the front together, if I wanted to wear it with the zipper down. I pulled the zipper down a little, to reveal some cleavage. And then I stepped out of the small changing room. "Some make up and you'll be ready." Was all my Uncle Yamcha said, I beamed with happiness and thanked him. "Hey, don't I need one of those mask thingys?" I asked, he looked around and asked me. "How about this one?" he was holding up, not a mask, but a rubber piece, that went over your eyes. I tried it on, and it was like I was a whole different person, this was perfect. We paid for the items and left. As we left I started to think, what if people saw me, and recognized me, what will they think? I had a reputation to up hold. "What's the matter kiddo?" I hear my uncle's voice, and snapped out of my daze, I looked up to him, and started to explain my concerns. "I cant wear this, what will everyone think?" "Don't worry, they won't see you in it, they won't even recognize you if they did. I'll take you trick-or-treating, ok?" he sounded re-assuring. "When are you leaving?" I asked, to make conversation. "Don't know, I wish that I hadn't left Puar at home, what if she's hurt." I couldn't help but laugh. "Uncle, calm down, she's a shape shifter, she can deal with it. But I do miss her." I admitted. When we got home I put away the costume in the back of my closet and joined Uncle Yamcha on the couch. We talked about various things until it was time for dinner, my mother and father weren't home yet, they went out for a special dinner by themselves. "Bulma asked us to join her for dinner, I told her that I'd check with you first, if you want to go anywhere else I don't mind." Yamcha asked me. I shook my head and told him that I didn't mind. So off we went. "Wanna fly?" I smirked, he knew the answer already, I never gave the chance to fly, it was pretty scary at first, but I got used to it. I didn't even need to respond I just took off. With him right behind me. We landed a little bit away from Capsule Corp. so that they wouldn't sense my ki, and then we walked the rest of the way. "So how many girlfriends have you been through since the last time I saw you?" I asked smugly. He chuckled, and thought about it, it had been almost six months since he was here. "About ten I guess." He smiled and I rolled my eyes, muttering 'men' under my breath. "How about you, and love life secrets you want to tell me?" we were at Capsule Corps. Door, and I rang the doorbell. I smiled and then the door opened. In front of me stood Trunks, and I looked back to my Uncle Yamcha and told him that I would tell him later. He looked pretty confused, but shrugged it off. "Hey Marron, Hi Yamcha!" Trunks greeted. We smiled and said our 'hello's. We went into the living room, and sat with Trunks. "How have you been?" he asked me, I was shocked, he never talked to me anymore. I arched my eye-brow and leaned forward to put my hand on his forehead. He felt normal. He rolled his eyes at me. "Fine I guess, what about you?" I asked, he shrugged. "Mom's talking about making me the next President of Capsule Corp." I couldn't help but feel sorry for him, when we were younger he told me that he was afraid that his mother would make him the president of Capsule Corp., that meant that he wouldn't be able to have fun anymore. "I'm sorry" I sympathized, he looked sad, "Want to go out for ice cream later?" I asked trying to cheer him up. "Uncle Yamcha;s paying!" I said. Then looked over to the said person. He shrugged. "Sure why not, he said while ruffling my hair. I pouted and tried to fix it. "Hey Marron, hey Yamcha, long time no see." Came Bulma's cheery voice, we turned to the kitchen door way, we each gave her a hug, and she and Uncle Yamcha began to talk. "where's Bra?" I asked Trunks "Probably in her room, let's go." He nodded his head to the stairs, I got up and followed him. "Where do you think you're going mister? Dinner is in about 10 minutes." Bulma asked. "We're going to get Bra, we'll be right back." He yelled back. "You doing anything for Halloween?" he asked me. "I don't know, you?" "Yea, we're having a party, everyone's invited, you just need to be in a costume. You should come, it'll be fun." "We'll see." I said and we got to Bra's room. Trunks knocked on the door and waited. Finally the door opened, and when she saw me she pushed Trunks aside and hugged me. "Marron! I haven't seen you in forever! How have you been?" "Fine I guess, what about you?" "Eh, I could be better, but I'm good." We talked for a while more before we were all called down to eat. At the table we had a little bit of small talk here and there. I couldn't help but notice that Vegeta wasn't there. "Where's Vegeta?" I asked "He's out sparing again." Bulma responded, when we were done we all gathered in Bulma's car and we were off! Uncle Yamcha sat on the passenger's side, while I sat in the middle of Bra and Trunks. We talked for a while and finally got to the ice cream shop. They made their orders and sat down to eat. "So you got a boyfriend yet?" Trunks asked me. I shook my head and responded. "Nope, do you have a girlfriend?" "Nope." "What about you Bra?" I asked. She seem to think for a while. "Hmm, I'm working on it!" We laughed. And talked more, when we were about to leave Trunks held me back. "Would you go out with me, if I asked you?" at first I thought he was asking me out, but luckily I got it straitened out. "Umm.. maybe, I don't know." Was my reply and then I walked out. I couldn't help but wonder why he asked me that question. After all was said and done, we said good bye and went home. As I entered my room, I couldn't help but try on the entire costume. I have to admit, I looked amazing!
