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charaters except Viper.
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Mama please stop crying,
I can't stand the sound,
Your pain is painful,
And it's
Tearing me down
Bra Bulma Briefs pulled the covers over her head to block out the sounds of her parents screaming I the next bedroom. They were fighting like usual about Trunks training too hard and me getting all the attention. "I'm daddy's little girl but momma doesn't see that daddy cares about Trunks just as much as me." Bra whispered to her empty bedroom. Bra thought about it. Daddy pushed Trunks because she knew he loved him and didn't want to see him get hurt.
I hear the glasses Breaking As I sit up in my Bed I told God you didn't Mean Those nasty things you said You fight about money About me and my brother And this I come Home to This is my shelter
Bra sat up in bed as her mother screamed at her father and something shattered. Bra crept to the edge of the door and peered out as tears ran down her cheeks. Her daddy was not heartless. He cared more than her mother and Trunks knew. Her daddy provided them protection and didn't need to get a job, he was what you could hardly call a slacker, if you dared called him anything but perfect at all. Bra cried silently harder as the subject of favor-ism came up again like always when they fought. They didn't care is she or Trunks were in the room at the present moment. Trunks loved the attention from his mother after that but she could see the cold eyes her mother turned to her. No one had ever been loved that way like her by Vegeta. But that wasn't true at all! Her daddy would hug her and tell her stories about Vegeta-sei; whether he was in trouble or had pulled the greatest prank it was always a fun time for them. He told her about his family and his friends he had cared deeply about back then.
It ain't easy, growin', Up in World War 3 Never knowin' what Love could be You'll see, I don't want love to destroy me Like it has done my Family
Bra covered her ears but that couldn't block out the sound over her mother and father yelling at each other, sometimes even at the same time. 'Mama didn't know what daddy's been through, nobody knows but daddy. Why doesn't mama understand?' Bra thought and sighed as she brought her blanket near the door and sat down with her head in her hands. Can we work it out? Can we be a family? I promise I'll be Better Mommy I'll do Anything Can we work it out? Can we be a Family? I promise I'll be Better Daddy please don't leave
A worried look graced Bra's features, what if her father never came back this time. He normally went out to blow off steam and then came back, sometimes even with presents. He would disappear for weeks at a time, sometimes even months, but he always came back, but they've been fighting all day.
Daddy please Stop yelling I can't stand the sound Make mama stop Crying 'Cause I need you around My mama she Loves you Ni matter what She says is true I know that she Hurts you But remember I love you too!
Bra got up and crept to her brother's room where the radio was turned up slightly that she entered without knocking. Trunks sat up thinking it was his mother but glared as he saw Bra. "What do you want?" He growled. He may have inherited Vegeta's structure but Bra was the only other Vegeta around. He just couldn't do it right so Bra decided to show him. Her blue eyes stayed open instead of half closed like Trunk's and she hit him with as much venom in her glare as she could. Surprisingly it worked because Trunks was taken' aback by the look of hate in his little sisters face.
I ran away today, Ran from the Noise Ran away (ran away) Don't wanna go back to that place But don't have no Choice, no way
"You're the reason their fight." Bra said in a cold voice. "You have to go run to mother when daddy hits you." Bra pointed accusingly. Trunks stuttered. "He's not supposed to hit me and I don't want him to." He countered. "Well don't train then." Bra said. "I like to train." Trunks objected. "Well if you train you get hurt, even you could understand that concept." Bra said and walked out of her brother's room and back into her own.
In our family Portrait We look pretty Happy Let's play Pretend, let's act like it Come naturally I don't wanna have to split the holidays I don't want two addresses I don't want a Stepbrother Anyway And I don't want My mom to change her last name!
Bra cried silently as she heard the familiar sounds of her parents arguing. Stuff being thrown, broken, cursing, screaming, yelling, and all around fighting. Bra strained to hear as she heard Yamcha's name. She bowed her head. Her father would leave now, there was no getting around it.
Mama'll be nicer I'll be so much Better I'll tell my Brother I won't spill The milk at dinner I'll be so much Better I'll do everything right I'll be your little girl Forever I'll go to sleep at night
Bra fell into the hall as the door to her room was opened, Vegeta looked a little surprised and worried. It flashed in his eyes. Bra had learned to look for those signals. Bra smiled up at him and she saw his eyes soften. Bra's smiled turned into a frown as she saw her daddy was wearing the jacket she had saved up for with her allowance and bought on Christmas. "I heard you fighting." Bra said looking at her father. "I'm sorry Princess, it'll be the last one you'll ever have to hear." Bra broke out sobbing and was picked up into her father's protective arms. "Never forget." Vegeta said while holding her noticeably closer. "I won't." Bra said while hugging him back. It was their way of saying 'I love you' since love was such a special thing.
Daddy don't Leave.daddy Don't leave
Bra Bulma Briefs pulled the covers over her head to block out the sounds of her parents screaming I the next bedroom. They were fighting like usual about Trunks training too hard and me getting all the attention. "I'm daddy's little girl but momma doesn't see that daddy cares about Trunks just as much as me." Bra whispered to her empty bedroom. Bra thought about it. Daddy pushed Trunks because she knew he loved him and didn't want to see him get hurt.
I hear the glasses Breaking As I sit up in my Bed I told God you didn't Mean Those nasty things you said You fight about money About me and my brother And this I come Home to This is my shelter
Bra sat up in bed as her mother screamed at her father and something shattered. Bra crept to the edge of the door and peered out as tears ran down her cheeks. Her daddy was not heartless. He cared more than her mother and Trunks knew. Her daddy provided them protection and didn't need to get a job, he was what you could hardly call a slacker, if you dared called him anything but perfect at all. Bra cried silently harder as the subject of favor-ism came up again like always when they fought. They didn't care is she or Trunks were in the room at the present moment. Trunks loved the attention from his mother after that but she could see the cold eyes her mother turned to her. No one had ever been loved that way like her by Vegeta. But that wasn't true at all! Her daddy would hug her and tell her stories about Vegeta-sei; whether he was in trouble or had pulled the greatest prank it was always a fun time for them. He told her about his family and his friends he had cared deeply about back then.
It ain't easy, growin', Up in World War 3 Never knowin' what Love could be You'll see, I don't want love to destroy me Like it has done my Family
Bra covered her ears but that couldn't block out the sound over her mother and father yelling at each other, sometimes even at the same time. 'Mama didn't know what daddy's been through, nobody knows but daddy. Why doesn't mama understand?' Bra thought and sighed as she brought her blanket near the door and sat down with her head in her hands. Can we work it out? Can we be a family? I promise I'll be Better Mommy I'll do Anything Can we work it out? Can we be a Family? I promise I'll be Better Daddy please don't leave
A worried look graced Bra's features, what if her father never came back this time. He normally went out to blow off steam and then came back, sometimes even with presents. He would disappear for weeks at a time, sometimes even months, but he always came back, but they've been fighting all day.
Daddy please Stop yelling I can't stand the sound Make mama stop Crying 'Cause I need you around My mama she Loves you Ni matter what She says is true I know that she Hurts you But remember I love you too!
Bra got up and crept to her brother's room where the radio was turned up slightly that she entered without knocking. Trunks sat up thinking it was his mother but glared as he saw Bra. "What do you want?" He growled. He may have inherited Vegeta's structure but Bra was the only other Vegeta around. He just couldn't do it right so Bra decided to show him. Her blue eyes stayed open instead of half closed like Trunk's and she hit him with as much venom in her glare as she could. Surprisingly it worked because Trunks was taken' aback by the look of hate in his little sisters face.
I ran away today, Ran from the Noise Ran away (ran away) Don't wanna go back to that place But don't have no Choice, no way
"You're the reason their fight." Bra said in a cold voice. "You have to go run to mother when daddy hits you." Bra pointed accusingly. Trunks stuttered. "He's not supposed to hit me and I don't want him to." He countered. "Well don't train then." Bra said. "I like to train." Trunks objected. "Well if you train you get hurt, even you could understand that concept." Bra said and walked out of her brother's room and back into her own.
In our family Portrait We look pretty Happy Let's play Pretend, let's act like it Come naturally I don't wanna have to split the holidays I don't want two addresses I don't want a Stepbrother Anyway And I don't want My mom to change her last name!
Bra cried silently as she heard the familiar sounds of her parents arguing. Stuff being thrown, broken, cursing, screaming, yelling, and all around fighting. Bra strained to hear as she heard Yamcha's name. She bowed her head. Her father would leave now, there was no getting around it.
Mama'll be nicer I'll be so much Better I'll tell my Brother I won't spill The milk at dinner I'll be so much Better I'll do everything right I'll be your little girl Forever I'll go to sleep at night
Bra fell into the hall as the door to her room was opened, Vegeta looked a little surprised and worried. It flashed in his eyes. Bra had learned to look for those signals. Bra smiled up at him and she saw his eyes soften. Bra's smiled turned into a frown as she saw her daddy was wearing the jacket she had saved up for with her allowance and bought on Christmas. "I heard you fighting." Bra said looking at her father. "I'm sorry Princess, it'll be the last one you'll ever have to hear." Bra broke out sobbing and was picked up into her father's protective arms. "Never forget." Vegeta said while holding her noticeably closer. "I won't." Bra said while hugging him back. It was their way of saying 'I love you' since love was such a special thing.
Daddy don't Leave.daddy Don't leave