DESTINY OF THE COUPLES 16
*At the Castle*
"So brother dear. When are you going to go off and try and find a suitable mate?" Bra asked slyly.
"Shut up. You have to find one too." Trunks pouted.
"In 3 years! And, when are you gonna start lookin. Cuz I know you don't want to end up with that princess whatever-her-name-is."
"I'll start looking. It's just that I don't know where to begin." said Trunks.
"It's not hard you know. Maybe we can hold a ball! And invite all the woman of the planet that isn't over 18, and not pregnant or married. It's worth a try." suggested Bra. Trunks groaned.
"I hate parties like that. You know I do. You just want to host it and start getting dressed up."
"So?"
"Alright. I'll speak to mom about it." Trunks sighed. Bra screeched and gave her brother a hug and then left.
'Some how', Trunks thought, 'this is going to be more of a benifit for Bra.'
*At the Sons*
"Pan, you really need to tell him. Before it's too late. I know you don't want to die." said Goten solemly.
"I know. Dad's told me a billion times. Okay, I'll tell him. Only when I catch wind of when he's going to start going woman hunting. I need a few days to work out what I'm going to say to him. God, I wish you didn't open your big fat mouth." said Pan.
"Sorry. But it was important I did."
"How did you know? I only heard about it-" she paused, not wanting to tell him that she heard it from Trunks at 5 in the morning on his roof.
"Well? When did you hear it?" Goten asked.
"Ummm.....Bra told me, yesterday." said Pan quickly."When did you hear?"
"Trunks told me as I was packing up for food to go and train with Dad and you."
"Oh."
"Pan, I wish you luck. I hope that you find the right words. Maybe you should ask mom for advice."
"Yeah right." said Pan dryly. "And end up hearing about Grandchildren. I don't think so."
*Trunk's P.O.V*
"Yes? Who is it?" said mother from inside the room. I was going to ask her about the Ball.
"It's Trunks. Can I come in?" I asked.
"Sure honey." She opened the door for me.
I sat down on the bed and mother looked at me concerned.
"I know you're stressed about having to find a mate. But really, it's not that hard." She assured me with a soothing voice.
"Bra came up with the idea of having a ball. Invite all females that are 16-18, and they haven't gotten married or been pregnant."
"My daughter is a genius!" Squealed mother. I was kinda annoyed, of course, siblings are always annoyed when the brother or sister gets complimented by mother or father.
"Yeah, and she wants to host it." I replied. I could see her smile flicker because she had hosted every party so far and loved doing it. And the fact that someone else was going to host it got her a little angered.
"Well." Said my mom as pleasently as she could. "I guess Bra could try to host for the party. And I suppose that you don't want me and your father there?"
I nodded.
"Well, I guess your father and I could take a little vacation." said mother, that brightened her up.
"That'd be great."
"Well, I'll talk to your dad about it first. And don't worry. "She added, seeing my look of discomfort on my face because father had that temper. " I'll talk him into it. We woman have our ways."
"Thanks mom. Bye." I left the room in higer spirits.
"SO what did she say!?!" Bra yelled, surprising me who was turning the corner.
"Bra, give me a heart attack?!" I yelled.
"Sorry...What did she say?!" Bra asked, not sorry at all.
"She said yes. And that you can host. And-" I paused seeing the excited look on Bra's face and impatience when I said 'and'," They'll be on vacation."
"EEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!" Bra jumped up and down in happiness. My ears were stinging.
"Thanks a bunch, bro!" then she saw Vegeta enter the bedroom a distance off. "Let's listen out the door and see what they're saying. We'll have to lower our ki's super low."
"I guess so." I agreed.
*Bulma and Vegeta*
"No. If my son is going to pick a mate, I want to be there to judge his pick." said Vegeta with finality in his voice, after hearing Bulma ask him if they could go on vacation while the ball was going on. *Trunks and Bra were outside the door and they didn't like how the conversation was going*
"She's not yours to judge even if he picks a girl! Trunks has the right to be happily married!" Bulma yelled.
"I'm still saying No! Only the powerful can be with my son." said Vegeta with stubborness. Bulma fell silent, then-
"I just want Trunks to be happy. And be able to pick the one he married........unlike me when I was younger." said Bulma, tears in her eyes. *Bra and Trunks smirked. Bulma always faked being sad. That's how Bra learned how to control daddy.*
Vegeta hated when his mate cried. Not only did it make him feel bad, but he knew she would also bawl her eyes out all night enabiling him from sleeping.
"Er. Stop crying!" Vegeta yelled.
She stopped, tears streaming down her face. And looked at Vegeta with puppy dog eyes. Not only did Bra have that effect, but Bulma did as well. Which sucked for Vegeta.
"Alright! You owe me big tonight." Tears instantly left. Bulma gave him a sexy smile and she growled. *Trunks and Bra were horrified outside the door and quickly left.*
*Trunks and Bra (running away)*
"That was SO SICK!" Bra yelled.
"It was your idea." said Trunks annoyed.
"Even though that was EXTREMELY nasty, we found out that-I'M GONNA HOST THE BALL!" Bra started getting hyperly happy.
Trunks shook his head. "Sisters." he muttered.
"I got to find a dress, send out invatations. Get the cooks, caterers, and much more!"
"Yeah, and I'll be the only male at the party." said Trunks dissapointedly.
"Don't worry. You can invite Goten. But if any of those bimbos hit on him, I'll be there. Frying pan and all." Bra smirked. "Speaking of Pan. Let's invite her too. I want someone to hang out with. HeHe....and she'll have to wear a dress."
The thought of Pan wearing a dress made Trunks laugh because he had only seen Pan in a dress once before. And even then, that made him laugh.
"Good luck. I think you're going to killed in the attempt." Trunks laughed and walked off.
'We'll see brother. We'll see. The ball will be the perfect time for me to start: operation Cupid, with Pan and Trunks. I know I can get them together, because I know they have feelings. I am the daughter of a genuis you know.' thought Bra with confidence as she watched her brother walk off.
******************************************************* *A/N*
What's this? Bra seems to have found out that Trunks and Pan are the perfect couple. Find out next chapter, or the second chapter after this. Depends!
*At the Castle*
"So brother dear. When are you going to go off and try and find a suitable mate?" Bra asked slyly.
"Shut up. You have to find one too." Trunks pouted.
"In 3 years! And, when are you gonna start lookin. Cuz I know you don't want to end up with that princess whatever-her-name-is."
"I'll start looking. It's just that I don't know where to begin." said Trunks.
"It's not hard you know. Maybe we can hold a ball! And invite all the woman of the planet that isn't over 18, and not pregnant or married. It's worth a try." suggested Bra. Trunks groaned.
"I hate parties like that. You know I do. You just want to host it and start getting dressed up."
"So?"
"Alright. I'll speak to mom about it." Trunks sighed. Bra screeched and gave her brother a hug and then left.
'Some how', Trunks thought, 'this is going to be more of a benifit for Bra.'
*At the Sons*
"Pan, you really need to tell him. Before it's too late. I know you don't want to die." said Goten solemly.
"I know. Dad's told me a billion times. Okay, I'll tell him. Only when I catch wind of when he's going to start going woman hunting. I need a few days to work out what I'm going to say to him. God, I wish you didn't open your big fat mouth." said Pan.
"Sorry. But it was important I did."
"How did you know? I only heard about it-" she paused, not wanting to tell him that she heard it from Trunks at 5 in the morning on his roof.
"Well? When did you hear it?" Goten asked.
"Ummm.....Bra told me, yesterday." said Pan quickly."When did you hear?"
"Trunks told me as I was packing up for food to go and train with Dad and you."
"Oh."
"Pan, I wish you luck. I hope that you find the right words. Maybe you should ask mom for advice."
"Yeah right." said Pan dryly. "And end up hearing about Grandchildren. I don't think so."
*Trunk's P.O.V*
"Yes? Who is it?" said mother from inside the room. I was going to ask her about the Ball.
"It's Trunks. Can I come in?" I asked.
"Sure honey." She opened the door for me.
I sat down on the bed and mother looked at me concerned.
"I know you're stressed about having to find a mate. But really, it's not that hard." She assured me with a soothing voice.
"Bra came up with the idea of having a ball. Invite all females that are 16-18, and they haven't gotten married or been pregnant."
"My daughter is a genius!" Squealed mother. I was kinda annoyed, of course, siblings are always annoyed when the brother or sister gets complimented by mother or father.
"Yeah, and she wants to host it." I replied. I could see her smile flicker because she had hosted every party so far and loved doing it. And the fact that someone else was going to host it got her a little angered.
"Well." Said my mom as pleasently as she could. "I guess Bra could try to host for the party. And I suppose that you don't want me and your father there?"
I nodded.
"Well, I guess your father and I could take a little vacation." said mother, that brightened her up.
"That'd be great."
"Well, I'll talk to your dad about it first. And don't worry. "She added, seeing my look of discomfort on my face because father had that temper. " I'll talk him into it. We woman have our ways."
"Thanks mom. Bye." I left the room in higer spirits.
"SO what did she say!?!" Bra yelled, surprising me who was turning the corner.
"Bra, give me a heart attack?!" I yelled.
"Sorry...What did she say?!" Bra asked, not sorry at all.
"She said yes. And that you can host. And-" I paused seeing the excited look on Bra's face and impatience when I said 'and'," They'll be on vacation."
"EEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!" Bra jumped up and down in happiness. My ears were stinging.
"Thanks a bunch, bro!" then she saw Vegeta enter the bedroom a distance off. "Let's listen out the door and see what they're saying. We'll have to lower our ki's super low."
"I guess so." I agreed.
*Bulma and Vegeta*
"No. If my son is going to pick a mate, I want to be there to judge his pick." said Vegeta with finality in his voice, after hearing Bulma ask him if they could go on vacation while the ball was going on. *Trunks and Bra were outside the door and they didn't like how the conversation was going*
"She's not yours to judge even if he picks a girl! Trunks has the right to be happily married!" Bulma yelled.
"I'm still saying No! Only the powerful can be with my son." said Vegeta with stubborness. Bulma fell silent, then-
"I just want Trunks to be happy. And be able to pick the one he married........unlike me when I was younger." said Bulma, tears in her eyes. *Bra and Trunks smirked. Bulma always faked being sad. That's how Bra learned how to control daddy.*
Vegeta hated when his mate cried. Not only did it make him feel bad, but he knew she would also bawl her eyes out all night enabiling him from sleeping.
"Er. Stop crying!" Vegeta yelled.
She stopped, tears streaming down her face. And looked at Vegeta with puppy dog eyes. Not only did Bra have that effect, but Bulma did as well. Which sucked for Vegeta.
"Alright! You owe me big tonight." Tears instantly left. Bulma gave him a sexy smile and she growled. *Trunks and Bra were horrified outside the door and quickly left.*
*Trunks and Bra (running away)*
"That was SO SICK!" Bra yelled.
"It was your idea." said Trunks annoyed.
"Even though that was EXTREMELY nasty, we found out that-I'M GONNA HOST THE BALL!" Bra started getting hyperly happy.
Trunks shook his head. "Sisters." he muttered.
"I got to find a dress, send out invatations. Get the cooks, caterers, and much more!"
"Yeah, and I'll be the only male at the party." said Trunks dissapointedly.
"Don't worry. You can invite Goten. But if any of those bimbos hit on him, I'll be there. Frying pan and all." Bra smirked. "Speaking of Pan. Let's invite her too. I want someone to hang out with. HeHe....and she'll have to wear a dress."
The thought of Pan wearing a dress made Trunks laugh because he had only seen Pan in a dress once before. And even then, that made him laugh.
"Good luck. I think you're going to killed in the attempt." Trunks laughed and walked off.
'We'll see brother. We'll see. The ball will be the perfect time for me to start: operation Cupid, with Pan and Trunks. I know I can get them together, because I know they have feelings. I am the daughter of a genuis you know.' thought Bra with confidence as she watched her brother walk off.
******************************************************* *A/N*
What's this? Bra seems to have found out that Trunks and Pan are the perfect couple. Find out next chapter, or the second chapter after this. Depends!