Bra is 18, Pan is 19, Goten is 25, and Trunks is 26
Getting Ready Part 2
By: Mhealeayah
Disclaimer: I don't own DB/Z/GT.
"I don't really know what kind of dress to get Bulma," 18 admitted.
"Don't worry, anything you like. My treat, and this goes for all of you," She smiled.
"I really don't know either," Videl sighed.
"What about you Chi Chi?" Bulma asked.
"It has to be decent at least, but all these dresses are so formal. Is it really formal?" Chi Chi asked.
"How many times do I have to say this, it's a formal dinner, of course. We could go all out and even get our hair done, and no one else is there but our family so it's fine," Bulma sighed as well.
"Ok, I'll just look around and see if I like something," Videl suggested.
"Good, all of you can do that. If you don't find anything just come tell me ok?" Bulma said.
They nodded.
"Do you think we should match the girls?" Ubuu asked.
"But we don't know their colors," Trunks replied.
"Oh, I know Pan's color. I saw it, and if I see it I know what it is," Goten smiled happily.
"I know, since we're the married ones, we just get normal black tuxes, and we'll just our wives to buy a matching tie since we don't know what color to get," Gohan said.
"Great idea, son," Goku patted his shoulder.
"Thanks Gohan, can you help them, while I got these two?" Trunks asked.
"Sure. You're a good man, Trunks," Gohan said as he turned to help the older men.
Trunks turned around, surprised at his comment and smiled.
"Wow, your hair is so long and silky, it's beautiful. Now what would you have me to do today?" Jasmine, the hair stylist, asked.
"Um...Bra?" Pan bit her lip.
" Can we have her hair shorter than mine, but longer than Marron's, and can it be layered into the last four inches of her hair?" Bra asked.
"That's fine, would you like us to do something to your hair as well?" Jasmine asked.
Bra thought for a while, "Ok, since we're here. Can I have a trim?"
"Absolutely, Daisy, can you work on Ms. Briefs please?" Jasmine called out.
"Yes ma'am," She answered and sat Bra down on a chair.
"How about you Ms. Chestnut?" Jasmine asked.
"I guess I could have the same as Bra," Marron replied.
"Azalea, work on Ms. Chestnut while I'm with Ms. Son, please," Jasmine said.
"Sure," She agreed, and the three women went to work.
Ring. Ring.
Bra picked up her cell phone and looked at who was calling. "Hey Pan, why is Trunks calling?"
"I don't know," She replied.
"Hey Onnichan, what's up?" Bra said as she watched Jasmine trim her hair. (Older Brother)
"Just wondering what color dresses you have so we can match you girls," He replied.
"Well...Marron is burgundy, I'm pale blue, and Pan is purple," Bra said.
"Ok, thanks. Ja ne," Trunks hung up. (See you)
"What did he want?" Marron asked.
"He just wanted to know what color dresses we have so the guys can match," Bra said.
"All done?" Gohan asked.
"Hai, we're done," Trunks answered. (Yes)
"Let's go then," Gohan said walking out.
Goku walked out with his suit in a garment bag in hand and was about to fly off, when Gohan stopped him by grabbing his arm.
"Dad, you can't fly carrying that, it could get damaged," He said.
"Oh yah. I forgot. Sorry," Goku said as he absentmindedly put his hand behind his head with his famous clueless look.
"Here," Trunks said and opened a capsule. It was a box as big as a normal closet, and he hung his tux inside.
"Smart," Goten smiled and he did the same.
The rest followed and Trunks pushed the button, the capsule became small again, put it in his pocket, and the men were off.
After a few hours of looking for their dresses, the women found them and returned home.
As soon as they stepped in front of the front door, they heard a lot of noise inside, with yelling too. When they walked into the livingroom, they saw Goku and Vegeta fighting over the remote for the TV, and heard yelling in the kitchen. Krillin was teasing Ubuu, who was bright red, trying to run away.
Chi Chi ran into the kitchen followed by Videl. Inside stood three flour-covered super Saiyens, with Gohan in the middle.
"What is going on here?" Chi Chi asked.
"I'm not a part of any of this, even though it looks like I am, I'm just trying to stop this nonsense," Gohan said while trying to avoid the glare of both his mother and wife.
"Goten! Change back to normal now!" Chi Chi ordered.
He obeyed and Trunks followed.
"What's your story Gohan?" Chi Chi questioned.
"These two were fighting on how much flour to put into the cake, they were trying to make. Trunks was following the instructions on the box, but Goten wanted to make a really big cake. He wanted to put a whole bunch of flour together to make it huge, because he said one box isn't enough even for him. The two started throwing it at each other, then I tried to stop it and then you came in," He answered.
"Videl, go get Gohan cleaned up. I'll deal with these two," Chi Chi said.
"Aww man, hide me," Goten whispered so soft so Chi Chi couldn't hear, but Trunks could hear it anyway with his Saiyen hearing.
"Why?" Trunks whispered back.
"She's not your mom, so she won't punish you as much as she will me," Goten said and hid behind Trunks.
All of a sudden they all heard a noise like someone was thrown against the wall, all three ran out to see.
Ubuu looked scared, Krillin was against the wall and 18 was frowning. "Leave Ubuu alone! How many times do I have to tell you!?!" She grabbed his ear and started dragging him away.
"Hey man, you ok?" Goten asked as walked up to Ubuu.
"I guess so. I hope Marron doesn't get any of that from her mom, because she doesn't look like she has that now," Ubuu replied.
"Don't worry. I don't think she has that, or only when she's really mad, but I haven't seen her really mad, you will, since you're marrying her and all," Trunks teased.
"Trunks," Goten shook his head.
"You two are finished yet," Chi hi said with her arms crossed.
They both sighed.
"You two better clean up the kitchen. And I want it spotless before I start making dinner," Chi Chi commanded.
"Mommy," Goten complained.
"Don't mommy me! You're 25 years old now. Go clean up your mess now!" She shouted as she pointed to the kitchen.
The two ran to the kitchen like two lost puppies, frightened and bumped into each other a couple times.
Only three other people remained in the room. Bulma yelling at Vegeta to stop chasing Goku because he has the remote.
"Enough! You're as worse as the kids!" Chi Chi yelled.
Goku stopped and ran behind Chi Chi. "Hand over the remote. None of you will be watching TV for the rest of trip," Chi Chi frowned.
Vegeta made a face. "We're only going to be here for less than two days anyway, that's what the Onna said." (Woman)
Bulma rolled her eyes.
"Come on Goku. We're going back to the room now, you're not behaving," Chi Chi said as she grabbed his arms and pulled him away.
"Vegeta, no wonder Trunks is like that. He's just like you!" Bulma put her hand on her hips.
"I am his father after all," He smirked.
"Men!" Bulma sighed.
Vegeta just smirked again, causing Bulma to keep on talking, talking, talking.
Vegeta pulled Bulma close and kissed her, then she pulled away.
"Are you trying to shut me up!?!" She yelled.
"As always," He smirked.
"You're impossible!" She shouted.
"You still love him anyway," Bra said as the three girls walked in.
Bulma looked to her daughter, then to Vegeta, "I guess you're right."
"Of course, I always am," She smirked.
"She certainly is your daughter," Bulma smiled.
"Of course, she is. She's my Princess, and no one else's," He said as she cuddled up to him.
"I'm afraid that's not true Veggie-head," Pan grinned a famous Son grin.
"She's right. Be afraid, she'll become a Son soon enough, just wait," Marron teased.
Vegeta frowned.
"For now, I'm yours daddy," She smiled up to him.
"No," He shook his head, "forever."
"That's enough Vegeta, you know better than that. Let's leave the girls to whatever they're going to do," Bulma said.
"We're done, we're ready," Bra said as she left her father's embrace.
"Ok, good, the rest of us are too," Bulma smiled.
"See you mom," Bra said as the girls walked away, then Vegeta walked away in the opposite direction.
"Ok, the invitations are ready, just need to slip them under the doors, the caterers are coming tomorrow, the decorators are coming, so...today I can relax," Bulma said to herself, while counting on her fingers.
Author's Note: The next chapter is the dinner, so I hope it turns out to be as good as I want it to be. Sorry for the wait for the 27th chapter, I've been gone for a week and half in Oklahoma and Tennessee, just came back a few days ago. So maybe I finish this story before the summer is over. Hope you like this one.
~Mhealeayah
Getting Ready Part 2
By: Mhealeayah
Disclaimer: I don't own DB/Z/GT.
"I don't really know what kind of dress to get Bulma," 18 admitted.
"Don't worry, anything you like. My treat, and this goes for all of you," She smiled.
"I really don't know either," Videl sighed.
"What about you Chi Chi?" Bulma asked.
"It has to be decent at least, but all these dresses are so formal. Is it really formal?" Chi Chi asked.
"How many times do I have to say this, it's a formal dinner, of course. We could go all out and even get our hair done, and no one else is there but our family so it's fine," Bulma sighed as well.
"Ok, I'll just look around and see if I like something," Videl suggested.
"Good, all of you can do that. If you don't find anything just come tell me ok?" Bulma said.
They nodded.
"Do you think we should match the girls?" Ubuu asked.
"But we don't know their colors," Trunks replied.
"Oh, I know Pan's color. I saw it, and if I see it I know what it is," Goten smiled happily.
"I know, since we're the married ones, we just get normal black tuxes, and we'll just our wives to buy a matching tie since we don't know what color to get," Gohan said.
"Great idea, son," Goku patted his shoulder.
"Thanks Gohan, can you help them, while I got these two?" Trunks asked.
"Sure. You're a good man, Trunks," Gohan said as he turned to help the older men.
Trunks turned around, surprised at his comment and smiled.
"Wow, your hair is so long and silky, it's beautiful. Now what would you have me to do today?" Jasmine, the hair stylist, asked.
"Um...Bra?" Pan bit her lip.
" Can we have her hair shorter than mine, but longer than Marron's, and can it be layered into the last four inches of her hair?" Bra asked.
"That's fine, would you like us to do something to your hair as well?" Jasmine asked.
Bra thought for a while, "Ok, since we're here. Can I have a trim?"
"Absolutely, Daisy, can you work on Ms. Briefs please?" Jasmine called out.
"Yes ma'am," She answered and sat Bra down on a chair.
"How about you Ms. Chestnut?" Jasmine asked.
"I guess I could have the same as Bra," Marron replied.
"Azalea, work on Ms. Chestnut while I'm with Ms. Son, please," Jasmine said.
"Sure," She agreed, and the three women went to work.
Ring. Ring.
Bra picked up her cell phone and looked at who was calling. "Hey Pan, why is Trunks calling?"
"I don't know," She replied.
"Hey Onnichan, what's up?" Bra said as she watched Jasmine trim her hair. (Older Brother)
"Just wondering what color dresses you have so we can match you girls," He replied.
"Well...Marron is burgundy, I'm pale blue, and Pan is purple," Bra said.
"Ok, thanks. Ja ne," Trunks hung up. (See you)
"What did he want?" Marron asked.
"He just wanted to know what color dresses we have so the guys can match," Bra said.
"All done?" Gohan asked.
"Hai, we're done," Trunks answered. (Yes)
"Let's go then," Gohan said walking out.
Goku walked out with his suit in a garment bag in hand and was about to fly off, when Gohan stopped him by grabbing his arm.
"Dad, you can't fly carrying that, it could get damaged," He said.
"Oh yah. I forgot. Sorry," Goku said as he absentmindedly put his hand behind his head with his famous clueless look.
"Here," Trunks said and opened a capsule. It was a box as big as a normal closet, and he hung his tux inside.
"Smart," Goten smiled and he did the same.
The rest followed and Trunks pushed the button, the capsule became small again, put it in his pocket, and the men were off.
After a few hours of looking for their dresses, the women found them and returned home.
As soon as they stepped in front of the front door, they heard a lot of noise inside, with yelling too. When they walked into the livingroom, they saw Goku and Vegeta fighting over the remote for the TV, and heard yelling in the kitchen. Krillin was teasing Ubuu, who was bright red, trying to run away.
Chi Chi ran into the kitchen followed by Videl. Inside stood three flour-covered super Saiyens, with Gohan in the middle.
"What is going on here?" Chi Chi asked.
"I'm not a part of any of this, even though it looks like I am, I'm just trying to stop this nonsense," Gohan said while trying to avoid the glare of both his mother and wife.
"Goten! Change back to normal now!" Chi Chi ordered.
He obeyed and Trunks followed.
"What's your story Gohan?" Chi Chi questioned.
"These two were fighting on how much flour to put into the cake, they were trying to make. Trunks was following the instructions on the box, but Goten wanted to make a really big cake. He wanted to put a whole bunch of flour together to make it huge, because he said one box isn't enough even for him. The two started throwing it at each other, then I tried to stop it and then you came in," He answered.
"Videl, go get Gohan cleaned up. I'll deal with these two," Chi Chi said.
"Aww man, hide me," Goten whispered so soft so Chi Chi couldn't hear, but Trunks could hear it anyway with his Saiyen hearing.
"Why?" Trunks whispered back.
"She's not your mom, so she won't punish you as much as she will me," Goten said and hid behind Trunks.
All of a sudden they all heard a noise like someone was thrown against the wall, all three ran out to see.
Ubuu looked scared, Krillin was against the wall and 18 was frowning. "Leave Ubuu alone! How many times do I have to tell you!?!" She grabbed his ear and started dragging him away.
"Hey man, you ok?" Goten asked as walked up to Ubuu.
"I guess so. I hope Marron doesn't get any of that from her mom, because she doesn't look like she has that now," Ubuu replied.
"Don't worry. I don't think she has that, or only when she's really mad, but I haven't seen her really mad, you will, since you're marrying her and all," Trunks teased.
"Trunks," Goten shook his head.
"You two are finished yet," Chi hi said with her arms crossed.
They both sighed.
"You two better clean up the kitchen. And I want it spotless before I start making dinner," Chi Chi commanded.
"Mommy," Goten complained.
"Don't mommy me! You're 25 years old now. Go clean up your mess now!" She shouted as she pointed to the kitchen.
The two ran to the kitchen like two lost puppies, frightened and bumped into each other a couple times.
Only three other people remained in the room. Bulma yelling at Vegeta to stop chasing Goku because he has the remote.
"Enough! You're as worse as the kids!" Chi Chi yelled.
Goku stopped and ran behind Chi Chi. "Hand over the remote. None of you will be watching TV for the rest of trip," Chi Chi frowned.
Vegeta made a face. "We're only going to be here for less than two days anyway, that's what the Onna said." (Woman)
Bulma rolled her eyes.
"Come on Goku. We're going back to the room now, you're not behaving," Chi Chi said as she grabbed his arms and pulled him away.
"Vegeta, no wonder Trunks is like that. He's just like you!" Bulma put her hand on her hips.
"I am his father after all," He smirked.
"Men!" Bulma sighed.
Vegeta just smirked again, causing Bulma to keep on talking, talking, talking.
Vegeta pulled Bulma close and kissed her, then she pulled away.
"Are you trying to shut me up!?!" She yelled.
"As always," He smirked.
"You're impossible!" She shouted.
"You still love him anyway," Bra said as the three girls walked in.
Bulma looked to her daughter, then to Vegeta, "I guess you're right."
"Of course, I always am," She smirked.
"She certainly is your daughter," Bulma smiled.
"Of course, she is. She's my Princess, and no one else's," He said as she cuddled up to him.
"I'm afraid that's not true Veggie-head," Pan grinned a famous Son grin.
"She's right. Be afraid, she'll become a Son soon enough, just wait," Marron teased.
Vegeta frowned.
"For now, I'm yours daddy," She smiled up to him.
"No," He shook his head, "forever."
"That's enough Vegeta, you know better than that. Let's leave the girls to whatever they're going to do," Bulma said.
"We're done, we're ready," Bra said as she left her father's embrace.
"Ok, good, the rest of us are too," Bulma smiled.
"See you mom," Bra said as the girls walked away, then Vegeta walked away in the opposite direction.
"Ok, the invitations are ready, just need to slip them under the doors, the caterers are coming tomorrow, the decorators are coming, so...today I can relax," Bulma said to herself, while counting on her fingers.
Author's Note: The next chapter is the dinner, so I hope it turns out to be as good as I want it to be. Sorry for the wait for the 27th chapter, I've been gone for a week and half in Oklahoma and Tennessee, just came back a few days ago. So maybe I finish this story before the summer is over. Hope you like this one.
~Mhealeayah