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--Epilogue--
By the time the fireworks stopped, it was 8:30. Of course, Bulma and Vegeta continued to argue. Those two had been known to go on like that for hours. Pan and Trunks were still nowhere to be seen. Uubu was chatting with Goku about training. Marron cried on her mother and father's shoulders while everyone else who attended the fashion show danced, conversed and drank. Music played softly in the background.
But eventually, the caterers made the grave error of bringing out the food and Goku was immediately eating everything in sight.
Goten, well on his way to wandering over to where his father stood, had been grabbed by Paris.
Bra was mere seconds away from turning this counselor into a pile of ash on the floor.
"Goten, honey. Let's dance," Paris requested.
Honey?!! Oh, she was really beginning to piss Bra off.
"But I was gonna grab something to eat. I'm sooooo hungry," Goten said.
"Come on. After that beautiful fireworks show, you mean to tell me that you're not in a romantic mood?" Paris asked. She gave him a look that Bra didn't like. It was a look that any seductress would have used to get her way.
Bra took a deep breath. Pummeling Goten's date for the evening wouldn't be a good way to go about keeping her feelings for him a secret. So instead, she took Randall's hand. "I love this song. Will you dance with me?" She stood, knowing he'd say yes. If he didn't, he'd be sorry.
"Okay," Randall responded a little hesitantly. He followed her out to the dance floor.
Bra looked back at Goten, who had a shocked look on his face. What was he so surprised about? In order to keep their secret, they had to go about things inconspicuously. And dancing with your date was inconspicuous. Even though she didn't want Goten to dance with that red- haired enchantress, she gave him a look that told him to do it.
But Goten, the poor naive sap that he was, didn't understand her signal. His mind was obviously on food.
"Um. Can I please get something to eat?" Goten asked Paris.
Bra wasn't sure why he was asking her permission.
"Fine, Goten," Paris said. "But when you get back, I want you to dance with me."
Bra rolled her eyes. She held Randall close, but not too close, closed her eyes and listened to the music the DJ had selected. Ah, this was some DJ. He obviously liked REM.
"I found a way to make you
I found a way
A way to make you smile
I read bad poetry into your machine
I save your messages just to hear your voice
You always listen carefully to awkward rhymes
You always say your name like I wouldn't know it's you
At your most beautiful
I found a way to make you
I found a way
A way to make you smile
At my most beautiful
I count your eyelashes secretly
With every one whisper I love you
I let you sleep
I know you're closed-eyed watching me
Listening, I thought I saw a smile
I found a way to make you
I found a way
A way to make you smile"
Yep. Every song from that moment on would make her think of Goten. As a matter of fact, EVERYTHING would make her think of Goten. Even as she danced with another man, she closed her eyes and imagined it was Goten. Strange. She'd done it before she knew Goten's feelings for her as well.
Bra opened her eyes and saw Goku steadily stuffing his face. Goten had joined him, but he ate in a slightly neater fashion. Paris was sitting alone at their original table, watching Goten eat.
She looked toward the entrance and saw her brother and Pan come in. Bra grinned. They'd put on quite a show with the fireworks. It was a surprise to everyone, but they hadn't destroyed anything. So it turned out to be the perfect practical joke.
Well, not for Marron. She was still in tears.
Just as the song ended, Pan bounced over to them, a huge smile on her face.
"Hey. Where've you two been?" Bra asked. She raised her eyebrows.
"Whoa! You're in a much better mood now," Pan pointed out. "Your dance with Randy here must have put some pep in your step."
Randall blushed a little.
"You could say that," Bra said. It wasn't that. But Randall did help a lot. Had she not gotten this date with him, she probably never would have found out Goten's feelings for her. And she would still be depressed.
But that wasn't the point now. This little mistress of deception was trying to change the subject on her. And Bra wasn't like the rest of these fools. She knew when the girl wanted out of something. Bra turned to her brother. He'd give her some sort of answer. "So, where've you two been?" She was asking like she didn't know it was they who had put on the fireworks.
Trunks pretty much ignored her. He was watching Paris and Goten dance. "Look at those two." He laughed.
Goten was stepping on Paris's feet as they TRIED to dance. The counselor was obviously becoming very frustrated with him and she ended up pushing him away.
Randall raised an eyebrow, Pan giggled under her breath and Bra only smiled and covered her face with her hands.
Wait a minute! Trunks had changed the subject on her too. Those two were some pair. She couldn't even get an answer from her own brother. Well, she'd just have to grill them individually one day. As for now, they could keep dancing around the subject for as long as they wished. Bra couldn't complain. She already had what she REALLY wanted.
But once again, Paris clamped herself onto Goten's arm and they seemed to be on their way out. Now, that couldn't be right. They were leaving early. Bra began to feel pangs of jealousy and rage building inside her. She also felt a panic take hold of her. Why would they be leaving so early? And why hadn't they let anyone know that they were going? She just hoped that this was all a part of keeping their secret. If not, this woman could prove to be a problem.
--End Epilogue--
--OK! I'm so glad that person reminded me that I didn't have an epilogue. Thanks a lot! Sorry it took so long to get this episode out. And it's gonna take another little while before I'm able to get the sequel started also. I'm trying to get some better computer gear and it's taking longer than I thought to get it all set up. Please be patient.
--I'm also very sorry that it may not be up to par. My last few episodes didn't seem quite right to me for some reason. Anyway, if you have questions or comments just let me know.
--Thank you all once again for reading this fic. It's true, I should have gotten this part out earlier, but I really hadn't thought about it till that kind person reminded me that I hadn't done an epilogue. But this wasn't really an epilogue, now was it?
--Oh, yeah. The above song is not mine. It's R.E.M.'s "At My Most Beautiful." I think I said that in the episode, but I've said it again just in case.
--Epilogue--
By the time the fireworks stopped, it was 8:30. Of course, Bulma and Vegeta continued to argue. Those two had been known to go on like that for hours. Pan and Trunks were still nowhere to be seen. Uubu was chatting with Goku about training. Marron cried on her mother and father's shoulders while everyone else who attended the fashion show danced, conversed and drank. Music played softly in the background.
But eventually, the caterers made the grave error of bringing out the food and Goku was immediately eating everything in sight.
Goten, well on his way to wandering over to where his father stood, had been grabbed by Paris.
Bra was mere seconds away from turning this counselor into a pile of ash on the floor.
"Goten, honey. Let's dance," Paris requested.
Honey?!! Oh, she was really beginning to piss Bra off.
"But I was gonna grab something to eat. I'm sooooo hungry," Goten said.
"Come on. After that beautiful fireworks show, you mean to tell me that you're not in a romantic mood?" Paris asked. She gave him a look that Bra didn't like. It was a look that any seductress would have used to get her way.
Bra took a deep breath. Pummeling Goten's date for the evening wouldn't be a good way to go about keeping her feelings for him a secret. So instead, she took Randall's hand. "I love this song. Will you dance with me?" She stood, knowing he'd say yes. If he didn't, he'd be sorry.
"Okay," Randall responded a little hesitantly. He followed her out to the dance floor.
Bra looked back at Goten, who had a shocked look on his face. What was he so surprised about? In order to keep their secret, they had to go about things inconspicuously. And dancing with your date was inconspicuous. Even though she didn't want Goten to dance with that red- haired enchantress, she gave him a look that told him to do it.
But Goten, the poor naive sap that he was, didn't understand her signal. His mind was obviously on food.
"Um. Can I please get something to eat?" Goten asked Paris.
Bra wasn't sure why he was asking her permission.
"Fine, Goten," Paris said. "But when you get back, I want you to dance with me."
Bra rolled her eyes. She held Randall close, but not too close, closed her eyes and listened to the music the DJ had selected. Ah, this was some DJ. He obviously liked REM.
"I found a way to make you
I found a way
A way to make you smile
I read bad poetry into your machine
I save your messages just to hear your voice
You always listen carefully to awkward rhymes
You always say your name like I wouldn't know it's you
At your most beautiful
I found a way to make you
I found a way
A way to make you smile
At my most beautiful
I count your eyelashes secretly
With every one whisper I love you
I let you sleep
I know you're closed-eyed watching me
Listening, I thought I saw a smile
I found a way to make you
I found a way
A way to make you smile"
Yep. Every song from that moment on would make her think of Goten. As a matter of fact, EVERYTHING would make her think of Goten. Even as she danced with another man, she closed her eyes and imagined it was Goten. Strange. She'd done it before she knew Goten's feelings for her as well.
Bra opened her eyes and saw Goku steadily stuffing his face. Goten had joined him, but he ate in a slightly neater fashion. Paris was sitting alone at their original table, watching Goten eat.
She looked toward the entrance and saw her brother and Pan come in. Bra grinned. They'd put on quite a show with the fireworks. It was a surprise to everyone, but they hadn't destroyed anything. So it turned out to be the perfect practical joke.
Well, not for Marron. She was still in tears.
Just as the song ended, Pan bounced over to them, a huge smile on her face.
"Hey. Where've you two been?" Bra asked. She raised her eyebrows.
"Whoa! You're in a much better mood now," Pan pointed out. "Your dance with Randy here must have put some pep in your step."
Randall blushed a little.
"You could say that," Bra said. It wasn't that. But Randall did help a lot. Had she not gotten this date with him, she probably never would have found out Goten's feelings for her. And she would still be depressed.
But that wasn't the point now. This little mistress of deception was trying to change the subject on her. And Bra wasn't like the rest of these fools. She knew when the girl wanted out of something. Bra turned to her brother. He'd give her some sort of answer. "So, where've you two been?" She was asking like she didn't know it was they who had put on the fireworks.
Trunks pretty much ignored her. He was watching Paris and Goten dance. "Look at those two." He laughed.
Goten was stepping on Paris's feet as they TRIED to dance. The counselor was obviously becoming very frustrated with him and she ended up pushing him away.
Randall raised an eyebrow, Pan giggled under her breath and Bra only smiled and covered her face with her hands.
Wait a minute! Trunks had changed the subject on her too. Those two were some pair. She couldn't even get an answer from her own brother. Well, she'd just have to grill them individually one day. As for now, they could keep dancing around the subject for as long as they wished. Bra couldn't complain. She already had what she REALLY wanted.
But once again, Paris clamped herself onto Goten's arm and they seemed to be on their way out. Now, that couldn't be right. They were leaving early. Bra began to feel pangs of jealousy and rage building inside her. She also felt a panic take hold of her. Why would they be leaving so early? And why hadn't they let anyone know that they were going? She just hoped that this was all a part of keeping their secret. If not, this woman could prove to be a problem.
--End Epilogue--
--OK! I'm so glad that person reminded me that I didn't have an epilogue. Thanks a lot! Sorry it took so long to get this episode out. And it's gonna take another little while before I'm able to get the sequel started also. I'm trying to get some better computer gear and it's taking longer than I thought to get it all set up. Please be patient.
--I'm also very sorry that it may not be up to par. My last few episodes didn't seem quite right to me for some reason. Anyway, if you have questions or comments just let me know.
--Thank you all once again for reading this fic. It's true, I should have gotten this part out earlier, but I really hadn't thought about it till that kind person reminded me that I hadn't done an epilogue. But this wasn't really an epilogue, now was it?
--Oh, yeah. The above song is not mine. It's R.E.M.'s "At My Most Beautiful." I think I said that in the episode, but I've said it again just in case.