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I was Halloween and I was zipping up my costume when I heard a knock on the door. When I opened it, my Uncle Yamcha presented me with a box, I gave him a questioning look, and took it from him. I timidly opened it and saw a pair of knee high boots, made from the same material at my outfit. "I forgot all about shoes!!" I realized, thank God I had my Uncle Yamcha to look out for me. He smirked and pinched my cheeks. "Don't you think that maybe you need some make up?" he asked. I rolled my eyes and put on mascara, eyeliner, and then finally lipstick. While I put on my shoes I asked him. "Did you know that Bulma's having a party? Everyone's invited, but you need to be in a costume." He smirked. "Do you want to go?" I shrugged "But where's you're costume?" he held up a bag, "Go put it on then!" I demanded. He smirked and headed towards the bathroom. As I waited I put on my mask, I had to admit with my mascara and eyeliner on it looked even better. When Uncle Yamcha came back I almost laughed. It was the classic 'Zorro' outfit. Ina fit of giggles I was able to tell him I was ready. "Wait, but I thought you didn't want people to see you." I thought about it seriously and I was lost. "I don't know.. never mind I don't want to go, let's go trick-or-treating!" ***
We had been trick-or-treating for over and hour and had collected a lot of delectable sweets. It was starting to get boring. "How about we have a contest?" I suggested. "Ok, what kind?" "How about we have a contest to see who gets the most candy?" I suggested "Sure, one hour to get as much as you can. Got it? We'll meet back here." I nodded my head in anticipation. "Wait, hold on! I can't let you go out like that! By yourself!" His overprotective side taking over him. I smirked, and looked around to make sure no one was paying attention. Then I fired a small ki blast to him, which he deflected easily. I smirked and ran off. I was skipping down the block, happy to notice that a hand full of guys around my age were gawking at me. I went from house to house, searching for a host to help me fulfill my quest. After about half an hour I stopped to see where I was, I was right in front of Capsule Corp. feeling daring I knocked on the door bell, I heard music from inside, and it sounded like hundreds of people were there. When the door opened I was greeted by none other than Trunks. He was dressed up as Barney. I couldn't help it, she burst out into laughter. "I lost a bet to my sister, Bra." As an answer to the obvious question of 'Why are you dressed in that costume?' At this point I realized that he didn't recognize me, I also noticed that he was having a hard time keeping his eyes from wandering around my body. "Hi!" I said in a very girly sing-song voice. "I'm having a competition with a friend, and I have to get as much candy as I can, soon. Will you help?" He nodded dumbly and told me to hold on. As he disappeared from sight I heard banging on the wall and then I heard him mutter something about 'Stupid Bra.. Amazingly beautiful girl.. Payback'. I laughed a little to myself, and looked inside. Bulma really did a good job with the place. There were a few mechanical bats flying around and the lights were dimmed. A line up of bands played in the far-left corner, and refreshments were on the opposite side. Before I could look around any further, a big purple scary looking dinosaur head popped up in my view. I sent out a shrill scream, and stumbled backwards from the shock, and thus causing me to fall on my butt. "Fuck!" I accidentally yelled, and Trunks seemed a little surprised by my choice of words. He held out a hand for me, and I took it, pulling myself up I muttered a sorry and I was about to walk away when he called out. "Wait!" I turned around, with curiosity. "You forgot your candy.." he said sheepishly. I smiled, and noticed that he handed me two big bags filled with teeth rotting goodness. "Do you need help? I can carry it for you, if you want." He offered me. Of course I could've carried it easily, but instead I tossed him a capsule for him to put it in, along with the rest of my collected prizes. When he finished packing it in, he handed it to me, and invited me into the party. I was going to turn him down, but I decided that I had time to have a little fun. I walked in and the music made me want to dance. "Want to dance?" Trunks asked me. I looked at him weirdly, but then remembered that he had no clue that it was me. He was making a sad attempt at wooing me. He put his hands on my waist and shoved me to the dance floor before I had a chance to respond. He was dancing closer to me than needed, or maybe it was the extra large stomach on that stupid costume.
Even in a stupid costume he was charmingly cute, but hey I've thought that about him since I was 13. But you didn't hear that from me. "Um, maybe I could get your number, and maybe we could meet up sometime?" he asked, and I was about to die of laughter, but held it in. "Um, I have to go, maybe I'll see you around." I said and left. I felt so alive, and skipped down the road. I couldn't get over the fact that Trunks had NO idea that I was in fact the Marron Chestnut that he had grown up with. And not to mention that I just blew him off! But my thoughts were interrupted when I heard a shrill scream. Turning to the direction of the scream instinctively, I saw the cause of the problem. A building was on fire, and a little boy was trapped in the building. He was flailing his arms wildly outside the window. Reporters were already there, frantically capturing every moment of this event. The fire department had not arrived yet. And I couldn't just stand by and watch, so I flew up to the window and searched for him. The kid had retrieved from the window, and I was looking for him, in my too small outfit, and the heat was amazing. I put at a ki shield to block some of the heat and found the little boy crouched in a corner, crying his heart and soul out. I looked at the boy who looked about half my age, maybe about 7 or 8. "I'm going to get you out of here, ok?" I asked him. He stopped for a while, and in that time she picked him up and ran to the window. i looked down and the fire department was now here. I took a step out and used floated to the ground. I set the little boy down and a woman, I'm guessing she was his mother, ran towards him. I was so proud of myself.
Before I knew what was going on, reporters surrounded me, they were taking my pictures, and shouting questions at me. I got so nervous I flew up strait into the air and took off. "Hey kid, why you take off to so fast for?" I could hear the laughter in his voice. I stopped flying, just hovering in the air. "Uncle Yamcha! Did you see what happened?! Aren't you proud of me?" I was beaming, and my heart was beating furiously. So this was what it was like to have excitement in your life. "Want to know something? They're proclaiming you as a 'superhero." "Are you serious?! As in like superman, and stuff?!" He nodded. This was the best day of my life.