Bra is 18, Pan is 19, Goten is 25, and Trunks is 26
The Dinner
By: Mhealeayah
Disclaimer: I do not own DB/Z/GT
"Hey Bra-chan open up!" Marron said while pounding on the door.
Bra opened the door to see a joyous Marron. "What is it?"
"Look," Marron held a piece of paper rolled up, tied with a ribbon and held another paper, just like the other but scrolled it open. "This is yours."
Bra took it and opened it and read it and smiled. It was just like her mother to make it seem so proper and intimate.
"Isn't it cute?" Marron gushed, while Doggy played around her feet, "but not as cute as you." She picked him up and he licked her nose.
Bra smiled, "Thanks for letting me know about this," she looked down the hallway, and in front of the doors were the invitations.
"No problem," Marron said carrying her puppy back to her room.
The next afternoon…
"Come on! Hurry up!" Marron said pounding on bathroom, which held the groggy Pan.
"Pan! I know you wake up around this time to train too, so don't give me that excuse! I'm going to break this door down if you don't come out in five, four, three, two…" Bra had her hand to her hips.
Pan walked out just in time, to see Bra, with her arms crossed and her foot tapping with an angry face.
"Let's go!" Marron smiled, grabbing their hands and running out the door.
"Hey Niichan, what is it with girls and having to take so long to get ready?" Goten asked. (Older Brother)
"They just do that because they want to please us men, so much," Gohan answered.
"If you don't stop talking Goten, the food's gonna be all gone," Ubuu laughed.
"Yah, and the mother's cooked it especially for us, since they'll be gone for a while," Trunks added.
"Wow, you're here. Didn't think you would make it. I'll get Mrs. Briefs, Daisy you have Mrs. Son Videl, and Azalea, you have Mrs. Son Chi Chi, and Daphne you have Mrs. Chestnut ok? We'll be doing the hair alright?" Jasmine looked to her employees.
"Yes m'am," They replied.
"What about us?" Heather asked.
"Heather, Hazel and Sage get the nails, and we get hair and make-up," Jasmine said.
"Yes mam," They replied as well.
"I'm amazed. You really know how to handle this business with many employees, you think I could steal you away to work for me?" Bulma asked with a bit of humor in her voice.
"That's ok, Mrs. Briefs. I'm quite happy right here where I am. Good money, especially when we have customers like you," Jasmine grinned, as Bulma sat down at the chair in front of her.
Jasmine started washing Bulma's hair, and the other women did the same.
"We're here! Are we on time?" Bra asked as she practically ran in.
"You're fine. Just go to that corner over there and you'll get your nails done," Jasmine replied while drying Bulma's hair.
After a half an hour later, Bulma's hair was gathered into a ponytail with a few face-framing tendrils, Videl's hair was up, a lot of height, with long, curly face framing tendrils, 18's hair was up in a French twist, and Chi Chi's was up in a bun.
"Alright, you four go get your nails done, and we'll get your daughters," Jasmine smiled.
"We're done sweetheart," Bulma said picking up her bag.
"Is your makeup done?" Bra asked.
"Yes," Bulma replied.
"Can you get our dresses and shoes in our rooms? The dresses are hanging in the closet with a garment bag holding each one and our shoes are the ones in the boxes still," Bra said.
"Sure, we'll be back. Jasmine is it ok if we get ready here?" Bulma asked.
"That's fine Mrs. Briefs, plus with us here if anything gets messed up we're here to fix it," She answered.
"Thank you so much! Remind me to pay all of you an extra tip later," Bulma said before walking out with the other three women following.
Bulma returned and the girls were finished. "Oh, you look so beautiful," She gushed over the three of them.
Marron's hair was curled everywhere, then pinned up, and a few tendrils were left loose. She looked like she was going to the prom.
"It matches your outfit and everything. You look so pretty," 18 said as she hugged her daughter, "here's your dress."
"You're a sight for sore eyes Pan-chan!" Bra smiled.
"Yup, Trunks is absolutely gonna fall at your feet," Marron grinned.
"Marron!" 18 scolded.
"Its fine 18," Videl laughed, "just don't say anything in front of her father."
Pan's hair was gathered at her crown, secured with an elastic, affixed with a barrette over the elastic, and the hair left hanging was curled. She looked as if she were a princess, her makeup light and simply but still stunningly beautiful.
"Mom," Pan complained.
"You know I'm only joking. Here change into your dress, it starts at six and it's almost five," Videl said.
"Nani?!?" Bra exclaimed. (What)
"Don't worry Ms. Briefs, I'm almost done, and plus it wouldn't take you forever to get you into your dress. Just a few more touchups with your makeup and you're set," Jasmine assured her.
"Ok, thanks," Bra sighed with relief. She looked into the mirror. Her hair was pulled up into a ponytail, curled, and then pinned to the top of her head.
"Oh sweetheart, you look so beautiful," Bulma said as she saw her daughter in the mirror.
Bra laughed, "That's because I look just like you when you were younger."
"Shh, just put on your dress," She said as she handed her the blue dress.
"Thank you very much," She said as she rushed into the bathroom.
The women all changed and were out admiring each other's outfit with anticipations of what they men would think.
"I wonder how my B-chan looks?" Goten asked dreamily.
"Quit day-dreaming, and get changed already," Trunks shook his head.
"I hate wearing these things!" Vegeta crossed his arms.
"I don't mind," Goku smiled.
"You never mind Kakkarot," Vegeta shook his head.
"Are we supposed to waiting for them here, or in the dining room, or what?" Ubuu asked.
"Let's call Bra again!" Goten grinned.
"Fine," Trunks agreed, and called his sister's cell.
"Yes Niichan?" She asked.
"What do you want us to do? Pick you up there, wait for you here or we see in the dining room?" He asked.
"Hold on," She replied, "Mom, what do you want the guys to do? Trunks is asking if you want us to get picked up here, for we see them at the penthouse or in the dining room?"
"The dining room, just make sure you wear a long jacket so they won't fully see how we look," Bulma smirked.
"Dining room Niichan. We're leaving now, so you guys better be already there waiting for us," She demanded.
"Ok. Bye love you," He replied.
'Love you too! Bye," She smiled
"Oh mom! I'm so excited, so what's your plan?" Bra asked happily.
"All of us are going to have our long jackets to cover our dress. When we come in, the butler will ask for our coats and the guys will take out our chairs. Simple as that," Bulma smirked.
"Ok, let's go!" Bra exclaimed putting on her coat.
"No need to rush dear, we'll be there soon. It's the guys who can't wait," Chi Chi smiled.
"Uh huh, that's right," Videl chimed in.
"They're here," Gohan rushed out into the balcony where all the guys seemed to lounging around.
"What are we waiting for. Let's go claim our women!" Trunks smirked.
"Ahem," Gohan gave him a stern look.
"I mean, let's go meet the girls," He smiled.
Goten just laughed.
They all lined up away from the door, waiting for the first lady to come in, which of course was Bulma. She looked stunning for a woman in her early fifties. She walked up to Vegeta and gave him a playful look then sat down next to him, since he didn't pull out her chair.
Next was Chi Chi, she looked wonderful. Gohan and Goten couldn't believe that was their mom, who looked so radiant for a grandmother.
18 was next, she was amazing, but didn't seem to care that Krillian was fumbling with his words to compliment her.
Then it was Videl. Gohan was speechless. It was really funny for Goten see his brother like that.
The parents were chatting after everyone was seated, but the younger ladies haven't come in yet. The boys were waiting impatiently by the wall.
"I feel like those guys at prom who don't have dates that stay by the 'loner wall,'" Trunks complained.
"Don't worry about it. When they come, you won't even care that they took so long," Ubuu added.
"You know your sister. She wants to make an entrance and be late, so when it's her turn everyone will stop what their doing to just look at her. She gets it from you, you know," Goten laughed.
And the very moment Goten finished his sentence, the three walked in.
The butler came over to take their coats. Trunks' jaw dropped, Ubuu smiled, and Goten spaced out.
"May I escort this beautiful young lady to her seat?" Ubuu asked offering her arm.
"Yes you may," She giggled.
"Trunks aren't you going to say something?" Pan asked as she was the one who came to him.
Trunks was speechless. Everyone laughed.
"Ahem!" Goten nudged his best friend.
"Oh, I'm sorry," Trunks said getting out of his trance.
"Well…?" Pan gave him an unsure look.
"Y..yo…you…you look wonderful," He finally got out.
"Thanks. You don't look so bad yourself," She grinned.
Bra just kept on smiling at Goten, he caught her gaze.
"My dear Saiyan Princess, you look exquisite," He said with so much feeling.
"Thank you my Knight in shining armor. You look absolutely charming," She gave him a quick peck on his cheek.
The kids all sat down and the waiters and waitresses served them their salads.
"This is really great Bulma," Krillian took a bite for him dinner roll.
"Yeah, to be away from home," Chi Chi agreed.
"Can you please pass the butter?" Marron asked.
Bra smiled and passed it to Goten then he passed it to Marron.
After the salad, the main dish was served. All the Saiyan men grinned like little kids in a candy store.
"Watch your manners Goku," Chi Chi warned.
Vegeta chuckled that Kakkarot had to be treated like a child.
Bulma sent him a glare.
"Mom, this is really good," Bra complimented.
"Of course it is. I got the best caterers in town," Bulma smiled.
"Alright dessert!" Goten exclaimed.
Chi Chi gave Goten a stern look.
"Sorry Mom," he mouthed.
"I mean, wonderful dessert is finally here," He said in his best proper voice.
Bra tried her best to suppress her laughter.
After all the food was gone, and I mean literally gone, Bra asked, "Thank you for dinner Mother, it was amazing. May we please be excused?"
Bulma nodded.
"Man Bra, you were so great in there, acting like some pretty rich girl," Goten grinned.
Pan elbowed her uncle.
"It's alright Pan, I know what he meant. I even liked your recovery about dessert," She giggled and tiptoed to give him a kiss on the cheek.
"It's really easy," Trunks added, "it's all about pretending."
"And we should know," Bra laughed.
"Where we going now?" Ubuu asked.
"It looks like we just went to prom," Marron commented looking around.
"I know, let's walk around town pretending this is prom night," Bra smiled.
"Sure, let's get a limo too," Trunks starting dialing in his cell phone
Author's Note: I am so sorry I haven't updated in a really long time. But I'm almost done, I just don't know when I'm gonna finish. I am such a procrastinator it's been over a year now, almost two. I'm somehow losing ideas on how to end this. Oh well, hope you liked it.
The Dinner
By: Mhealeayah
Disclaimer: I do not own DB/Z/GT
"Hey Bra-chan open up!" Marron said while pounding on the door.
Bra opened the door to see a joyous Marron. "What is it?"
"Look," Marron held a piece of paper rolled up, tied with a ribbon and held another paper, just like the other but scrolled it open. "This is yours."
Bra took it and opened it and read it and smiled. It was just like her mother to make it seem so proper and intimate.
"Isn't it cute?" Marron gushed, while Doggy played around her feet, "but not as cute as you." She picked him up and he licked her nose.
Bra smiled, "Thanks for letting me know about this," she looked down the hallway, and in front of the doors were the invitations.
"No problem," Marron said carrying her puppy back to her room.
The next afternoon…
"Come on! Hurry up!" Marron said pounding on bathroom, which held the groggy Pan.
"Pan! I know you wake up around this time to train too, so don't give me that excuse! I'm going to break this door down if you don't come out in five, four, three, two…" Bra had her hand to her hips.
Pan walked out just in time, to see Bra, with her arms crossed and her foot tapping with an angry face.
"Let's go!" Marron smiled, grabbing their hands and running out the door.
"Hey Niichan, what is it with girls and having to take so long to get ready?" Goten asked. (Older Brother)
"They just do that because they want to please us men, so much," Gohan answered.
"If you don't stop talking Goten, the food's gonna be all gone," Ubuu laughed.
"Yah, and the mother's cooked it especially for us, since they'll be gone for a while," Trunks added.
"Wow, you're here. Didn't think you would make it. I'll get Mrs. Briefs, Daisy you have Mrs. Son Videl, and Azalea, you have Mrs. Son Chi Chi, and Daphne you have Mrs. Chestnut ok? We'll be doing the hair alright?" Jasmine looked to her employees.
"Yes m'am," They replied.
"What about us?" Heather asked.
"Heather, Hazel and Sage get the nails, and we get hair and make-up," Jasmine said.
"Yes mam," They replied as well.
"I'm amazed. You really know how to handle this business with many employees, you think I could steal you away to work for me?" Bulma asked with a bit of humor in her voice.
"That's ok, Mrs. Briefs. I'm quite happy right here where I am. Good money, especially when we have customers like you," Jasmine grinned, as Bulma sat down at the chair in front of her.
Jasmine started washing Bulma's hair, and the other women did the same.
"We're here! Are we on time?" Bra asked as she practically ran in.
"You're fine. Just go to that corner over there and you'll get your nails done," Jasmine replied while drying Bulma's hair.
After a half an hour later, Bulma's hair was gathered into a ponytail with a few face-framing tendrils, Videl's hair was up, a lot of height, with long, curly face framing tendrils, 18's hair was up in a French twist, and Chi Chi's was up in a bun.
"Alright, you four go get your nails done, and we'll get your daughters," Jasmine smiled.
"We're done sweetheart," Bulma said picking up her bag.
"Is your makeup done?" Bra asked.
"Yes," Bulma replied.
"Can you get our dresses and shoes in our rooms? The dresses are hanging in the closet with a garment bag holding each one and our shoes are the ones in the boxes still," Bra said.
"Sure, we'll be back. Jasmine is it ok if we get ready here?" Bulma asked.
"That's fine Mrs. Briefs, plus with us here if anything gets messed up we're here to fix it," She answered.
"Thank you so much! Remind me to pay all of you an extra tip later," Bulma said before walking out with the other three women following.
Bulma returned and the girls were finished. "Oh, you look so beautiful," She gushed over the three of them.
Marron's hair was curled everywhere, then pinned up, and a few tendrils were left loose. She looked like she was going to the prom.
"It matches your outfit and everything. You look so pretty," 18 said as she hugged her daughter, "here's your dress."
"You're a sight for sore eyes Pan-chan!" Bra smiled.
"Yup, Trunks is absolutely gonna fall at your feet," Marron grinned.
"Marron!" 18 scolded.
"Its fine 18," Videl laughed, "just don't say anything in front of her father."
Pan's hair was gathered at her crown, secured with an elastic, affixed with a barrette over the elastic, and the hair left hanging was curled. She looked as if she were a princess, her makeup light and simply but still stunningly beautiful.
"Mom," Pan complained.
"You know I'm only joking. Here change into your dress, it starts at six and it's almost five," Videl said.
"Nani?!?" Bra exclaimed. (What)
"Don't worry Ms. Briefs, I'm almost done, and plus it wouldn't take you forever to get you into your dress. Just a few more touchups with your makeup and you're set," Jasmine assured her.
"Ok, thanks," Bra sighed with relief. She looked into the mirror. Her hair was pulled up into a ponytail, curled, and then pinned to the top of her head.
"Oh sweetheart, you look so beautiful," Bulma said as she saw her daughter in the mirror.
Bra laughed, "That's because I look just like you when you were younger."
"Shh, just put on your dress," She said as she handed her the blue dress.
"Thank you very much," She said as she rushed into the bathroom.
The women all changed and were out admiring each other's outfit with anticipations of what they men would think.
"I wonder how my B-chan looks?" Goten asked dreamily.
"Quit day-dreaming, and get changed already," Trunks shook his head.
"I hate wearing these things!" Vegeta crossed his arms.
"I don't mind," Goku smiled.
"You never mind Kakkarot," Vegeta shook his head.
"Are we supposed to waiting for them here, or in the dining room, or what?" Ubuu asked.
"Let's call Bra again!" Goten grinned.
"Fine," Trunks agreed, and called his sister's cell.
"Yes Niichan?" She asked.
"What do you want us to do? Pick you up there, wait for you here or we see in the dining room?" He asked.
"Hold on," She replied, "Mom, what do you want the guys to do? Trunks is asking if you want us to get picked up here, for we see them at the penthouse or in the dining room?"
"The dining room, just make sure you wear a long jacket so they won't fully see how we look," Bulma smirked.
"Dining room Niichan. We're leaving now, so you guys better be already there waiting for us," She demanded.
"Ok. Bye love you," He replied.
'Love you too! Bye," She smiled
"Oh mom! I'm so excited, so what's your plan?" Bra asked happily.
"All of us are going to have our long jackets to cover our dress. When we come in, the butler will ask for our coats and the guys will take out our chairs. Simple as that," Bulma smirked.
"Ok, let's go!" Bra exclaimed putting on her coat.
"No need to rush dear, we'll be there soon. It's the guys who can't wait," Chi Chi smiled.
"Uh huh, that's right," Videl chimed in.
"They're here," Gohan rushed out into the balcony where all the guys seemed to lounging around.
"What are we waiting for. Let's go claim our women!" Trunks smirked.
"Ahem," Gohan gave him a stern look.
"I mean, let's go meet the girls," He smiled.
Goten just laughed.
They all lined up away from the door, waiting for the first lady to come in, which of course was Bulma. She looked stunning for a woman in her early fifties. She walked up to Vegeta and gave him a playful look then sat down next to him, since he didn't pull out her chair.
Next was Chi Chi, she looked wonderful. Gohan and Goten couldn't believe that was their mom, who looked so radiant for a grandmother.
18 was next, she was amazing, but didn't seem to care that Krillian was fumbling with his words to compliment her.
Then it was Videl. Gohan was speechless. It was really funny for Goten see his brother like that.
The parents were chatting after everyone was seated, but the younger ladies haven't come in yet. The boys were waiting impatiently by the wall.
"I feel like those guys at prom who don't have dates that stay by the 'loner wall,'" Trunks complained.
"Don't worry about it. When they come, you won't even care that they took so long," Ubuu added.
"You know your sister. She wants to make an entrance and be late, so when it's her turn everyone will stop what their doing to just look at her. She gets it from you, you know," Goten laughed.
And the very moment Goten finished his sentence, the three walked in.
The butler came over to take their coats. Trunks' jaw dropped, Ubuu smiled, and Goten spaced out.
"May I escort this beautiful young lady to her seat?" Ubuu asked offering her arm.
"Yes you may," She giggled.
"Trunks aren't you going to say something?" Pan asked as she was the one who came to him.
Trunks was speechless. Everyone laughed.
"Ahem!" Goten nudged his best friend.
"Oh, I'm sorry," Trunks said getting out of his trance.
"Well…?" Pan gave him an unsure look.
"Y..yo…you…you look wonderful," He finally got out.
"Thanks. You don't look so bad yourself," She grinned.
Bra just kept on smiling at Goten, he caught her gaze.
"My dear Saiyan Princess, you look exquisite," He said with so much feeling.
"Thank you my Knight in shining armor. You look absolutely charming," She gave him a quick peck on his cheek.
The kids all sat down and the waiters and waitresses served them their salads.
"This is really great Bulma," Krillian took a bite for him dinner roll.
"Yeah, to be away from home," Chi Chi agreed.
"Can you please pass the butter?" Marron asked.
Bra smiled and passed it to Goten then he passed it to Marron.
After the salad, the main dish was served. All the Saiyan men grinned like little kids in a candy store.
"Watch your manners Goku," Chi Chi warned.
Vegeta chuckled that Kakkarot had to be treated like a child.
Bulma sent him a glare.
"Mom, this is really good," Bra complimented.
"Of course it is. I got the best caterers in town," Bulma smiled.
"Alright dessert!" Goten exclaimed.
Chi Chi gave Goten a stern look.
"Sorry Mom," he mouthed.
"I mean, wonderful dessert is finally here," He said in his best proper voice.
Bra tried her best to suppress her laughter.
After all the food was gone, and I mean literally gone, Bra asked, "Thank you for dinner Mother, it was amazing. May we please be excused?"
Bulma nodded.
"Man Bra, you were so great in there, acting like some pretty rich girl," Goten grinned.
Pan elbowed her uncle.
"It's alright Pan, I know what he meant. I even liked your recovery about dessert," She giggled and tiptoed to give him a kiss on the cheek.
"It's really easy," Trunks added, "it's all about pretending."
"And we should know," Bra laughed.
"Where we going now?" Ubuu asked.
"It looks like we just went to prom," Marron commented looking around.
"I know, let's walk around town pretending this is prom night," Bra smiled.
"Sure, let's get a limo too," Trunks starting dialing in his cell phone
Author's Note: I am so sorry I haven't updated in a really long time. But I'm almost done, I just don't know when I'm gonna finish. I am such a procrastinator it's been over a year now, almost two. I'm somehow losing ideas on how to end this. Oh well, hope you liked it.