There was a call from Goten that Thursday night. He had made final
arrangements to go camping that weekend and Trunks and Bra were going to be
there.
"Goku and I used to go camping with Bulma and Yamcha a lot when we were younger too. It should be loads of fun." Krillin explained.
"Suppose." I shrugged. "I've never been camping before and it doesn't sound all that thrilling. Especially since Goten will be there."
"I thought you and Goten would be friends by now." Krillin said, scratching his head.
"Sort of. Not a friend yet but he's not as awful as I thought." I said thoughtfully.
18 smiled kindly. "Come on Marron, I'll help you pack."
18 and I are not the lightest packers in the world. I needed enough clothes for three days and extra outfits in case I didn't feel in the mood for the outfit I packed for that day. I needed my makeup case, my hairdryer and hair accessories as well. And of course, a tent, pyjamas and a bikini. I also brought along a stack of capsules. Including a capsule house.
When I finished packing I had four giant backpacks full of things. 18 and Krillin helped me carry them to C.C after school were I would go with the Briefs to Goten's place. Trunks whistled, astounded when he saw my bags.
"Not a light packer there, huh Marron?" He asked. "You practically brought your whole bedroom!"
I blushed, enjoying Trunks' attention. Bra gave both her brother and I a disgusted look.
"We better get a move on, guys. Don't want to be late." She interrupted.
Since Trunks was the only one who could, flying was out of the question. We took one of Bulma's sky cars that could seat all three of us and the bags. Trunks sat in the front with Bra and I sat in the back with the luggage. It wasn't a pleasant flight.
When we arrived, Goten was waiting outside. He was sitting on the fence that surrounded his brother's house, leaning back so he could dangle his feet. He wore a long sleeved baggy yellow shirt and an old pair of brown tracksuit pants. It was surprising he could cope with wearing so much clothing considering we were entering the hottest time of the year.
"What's with all the winter clothes, Goten?" Bra asked him with a smile.
Goten shrugged. "Mum wouldn't let me take any of my new summer clothes. She doesn't want me to ruin them."
Goten and Trunks unloaded all the luggage from the sky car and Trunks put the vehicle back in it's capsule. Then we gathered our bags and prepared to hike. "We're walking to the river?" I asked, glancing at my heavy bags.
"Of course, I'm not carrying you girls all the way there." Goten grinned. "The walk isn't that long. Should only take us three hours."
"Unlikely." Trunks said with a laugh. "Marron won't get far with all her bags and Bra will want to stop and record information on just about every tree we see. Knowing my sister, it could take forever."
Goten had little bags, only a single backpack. He took two of mine, one under each arm and I cringed, hoping his sweat wouldn't rub off on the fine leather design. The walk took forever and as Trunks had said, Bra wanted to record information on just about everything. My Italian black suede shoes were no help my either, seeing as most of the track was uphill. Eventually I collapsed to the ground and howled.
"This is sheer torture!" I cried in agony. "Please tell me we'll get there soon. PLEASE?!"
"Only a little while longer. About half an hour." Trunks reassured me.
"How do you we're not lost and just walking around in circles?" I asked worriedly.
"Trunks and I used to go camping with my father and brother up here all the time as kids. We know the track like the back of our hand." Goten tried to help me to my feet but I refused.
"I can't walk anymore. My bags are so heavy and I've practically destroyed my new shoes!" I wailed.
"Well we can't just camp here." Bra protested. "We would be invading on the native animal's natural habitat. And it would be faster just to walk the extra half an hour then to turn back."
I suddenly remembered my capsules and gleefully reached into my bag. I had thought that this camping trip would involve walking so I came prepared. I had brought a motorbike.
"What are you doing, Marron?" Bra gasped as I realized my precious treasure. "You'll spoil all the fun of nature hiking!"
"I've been hiking for the past two and a half hours and I am like so tired of it." I resumed my usual high school voice. "I'd rather do things the modern way."
"But you'll disrupt the animals!" She cried. "The noise will terrify them."
"So what?" I scowled and narrowed my eyes. "They can live with it for a while."
"No Marron, don't." It was Trunks who spoke. His voice was deep, strong and overpowering. I had always wanted him to speak like that to me but for whole different reasons. I sighed, then put the motorbike back in it's capsule and the capsule case back in my bag.
"What else did you bring in there?" Goten asked.
"Everything. Even a capsule house!"
"Well we won't be using that." Bra interrupted. "Not enough room and besides, don't you want to enjoy nature and the beauty of the world around us?"
I was about to say 'hell no' but then I reconsidered. Bra was always so detailed with her day to day sentences that it often sounded as though just constructing an everyday remark such as 'I need to use the toilet' took way too much effort. She had to make her sentences Interesting and detailed.
Finally, we reached the river and I collapsed to the ground, moaning. The three half Sayians watched me with interest. Trunks and Goten didn't have a single drop of sweat on their forehead and though she was a little puffed, Bra wasn't much different. I frowned. Why did Sayians always have a way of putting humans down?
"Let's set up camp!" Bra exclaimed, filled with excitement.
The other's had brought proper old fashioned tents. The kind that took you forever to put up and caused you to have a swollen lip every time the pole unexpectedly flew from the ground and smacked you in the mouth. Naturally, I was more advanced.
"What's that?" Goten asked as I took a small tube from my bag.
"Tent." I replied simply, hardly thinking about it. The Half Sayians gave me queer looks.
"It looks more like a long artificial tube of some kind. Possibly made of plastic and aluminum."
Why was Bra always so scientific?
"It's a 'Tent in a Tube'." I said with a sly grin. For once, I knew something Bra didn't. "Watch and learn."
I opened the tube and stood a while back. Suddenly, a tent flew out the other end and assembled itself, taking up nearly all the space as it was triple the size of normal tents and far more fancy. It resembled a mini, rose pink castle. Complete with mini towers and everything. Only of course it was a single one room inside.
"Cool huh?" I smirked, enjoying the pleasant feeling I felt as all marveled at my 'Tent in a Tube'.
"Err....Marron?" It was Goten who spoke.
"What?" "Just wondering....how will you get the tent back inside the tube?"
I hadn't thought of that. I really didn't have an answer so my face flushed red and Bra and Trunks sniggered behind my back. Goten stood forlornly, his face so full of irritating naivety.
"I'll just....deflate it somehow." I mumbled. I wished I had an answer to his question. That irritating little sod of a Sayian had shown me up yet again.
We unpacked our things. I had brought a unfolding king sized camping bed, with a futon, sheets and pillows, a bar fridge that you didn't need to plug in to get it to work which stored soda and bottled water, and a cupboard to hang my clothes up in. I released everything from their capsules and unpacked my giant bags.
Because my tent was so big, there was only room for two more single two man tents. Goten and Trunks shared one and Bra was on her own. They slept in sleeping bags, their bags at the foot of their sleeping area. I couldn't believe they could just live out of a bag like that for two whole nights!
It was too late to swim as the water had turned icy cold from lack of sunshine. Yet Goten stripped down to his boxers, dived in and caught about six giant fish for dinner while the rest of us prepared the campfire. I sat on my unfolding camp chair while the others sat cross legged on the ground. Dinner, as it usually was with Sayians, wasn't every engaging.
Once it was over and night had fully set in, no one had the slightest idea of what to do.
"Let's tell ghost stories." Bra suggested. "I've brought a whole book of them and I'm more than willing to read you a classic tale by Edgar Allan Poe."
"Err....no thanks Bra." Trunks spoke kindly. "Sure we used to tell ghost stories as kids but I think we're all too old for that now. Hey, why don't we play spin the bottle?"
I blushed, knowing that Trunks had suggested this knowing that I was the only girl he could possibly kiss seeing that Bra was his sister. I could feel butterflies in my stomach just from the thought that he might even like me. But Bra put at stop to this straight away.
"No way, Trunks. What if I end up having to pash you? That isn't a very nice thought considering the fact that you are my big brother."
"Good point." Trunks agreed. "It would work better with more people."
"I know, let's spar!" Goten piped up. He had been sitting, crossed legged in the dirt building a tower out of tiny rocks. Every now and then, he would prod it with a finger, causing it to knock over and then build it up again.
"Nah, Bra knows little martial arts and Marron most likely hasn't trained a day in her life. So what's the point if only you and I can fight, Goten?" Trunks replied.
We continued to sit in boredom, trying to think of something to do. Bra kept read over the observations she had taken of the wildlife on the way up. Trunks sprawled out across the ground, using his elbows to hold him up as he looked to the sky and counted the stars out of sheer boredom. Goten had begun building his rock towers again. I watched him with interest until an idea came to mind.
"Hey guys!" I called. "Let's play truth or dare!"
A/N: I know it's a bad place to end the chapter, but I didn't want to make it any longer. Sorry again.
"Goku and I used to go camping with Bulma and Yamcha a lot when we were younger too. It should be loads of fun." Krillin explained.
"Suppose." I shrugged. "I've never been camping before and it doesn't sound all that thrilling. Especially since Goten will be there."
"I thought you and Goten would be friends by now." Krillin said, scratching his head.
"Sort of. Not a friend yet but he's not as awful as I thought." I said thoughtfully.
18 smiled kindly. "Come on Marron, I'll help you pack."
18 and I are not the lightest packers in the world. I needed enough clothes for three days and extra outfits in case I didn't feel in the mood for the outfit I packed for that day. I needed my makeup case, my hairdryer and hair accessories as well. And of course, a tent, pyjamas and a bikini. I also brought along a stack of capsules. Including a capsule house.
When I finished packing I had four giant backpacks full of things. 18 and Krillin helped me carry them to C.C after school were I would go with the Briefs to Goten's place. Trunks whistled, astounded when he saw my bags.
"Not a light packer there, huh Marron?" He asked. "You practically brought your whole bedroom!"
I blushed, enjoying Trunks' attention. Bra gave both her brother and I a disgusted look.
"We better get a move on, guys. Don't want to be late." She interrupted.
Since Trunks was the only one who could, flying was out of the question. We took one of Bulma's sky cars that could seat all three of us and the bags. Trunks sat in the front with Bra and I sat in the back with the luggage. It wasn't a pleasant flight.
When we arrived, Goten was waiting outside. He was sitting on the fence that surrounded his brother's house, leaning back so he could dangle his feet. He wore a long sleeved baggy yellow shirt and an old pair of brown tracksuit pants. It was surprising he could cope with wearing so much clothing considering we were entering the hottest time of the year.
"What's with all the winter clothes, Goten?" Bra asked him with a smile.
Goten shrugged. "Mum wouldn't let me take any of my new summer clothes. She doesn't want me to ruin them."
Goten and Trunks unloaded all the luggage from the sky car and Trunks put the vehicle back in it's capsule. Then we gathered our bags and prepared to hike. "We're walking to the river?" I asked, glancing at my heavy bags.
"Of course, I'm not carrying you girls all the way there." Goten grinned. "The walk isn't that long. Should only take us three hours."
"Unlikely." Trunks said with a laugh. "Marron won't get far with all her bags and Bra will want to stop and record information on just about every tree we see. Knowing my sister, it could take forever."
Goten had little bags, only a single backpack. He took two of mine, one under each arm and I cringed, hoping his sweat wouldn't rub off on the fine leather design. The walk took forever and as Trunks had said, Bra wanted to record information on just about everything. My Italian black suede shoes were no help my either, seeing as most of the track was uphill. Eventually I collapsed to the ground and howled.
"This is sheer torture!" I cried in agony. "Please tell me we'll get there soon. PLEASE?!"
"Only a little while longer. About half an hour." Trunks reassured me.
"How do you we're not lost and just walking around in circles?" I asked worriedly.
"Trunks and I used to go camping with my father and brother up here all the time as kids. We know the track like the back of our hand." Goten tried to help me to my feet but I refused.
"I can't walk anymore. My bags are so heavy and I've practically destroyed my new shoes!" I wailed.
"Well we can't just camp here." Bra protested. "We would be invading on the native animal's natural habitat. And it would be faster just to walk the extra half an hour then to turn back."
I suddenly remembered my capsules and gleefully reached into my bag. I had thought that this camping trip would involve walking so I came prepared. I had brought a motorbike.
"What are you doing, Marron?" Bra gasped as I realized my precious treasure. "You'll spoil all the fun of nature hiking!"
"I've been hiking for the past two and a half hours and I am like so tired of it." I resumed my usual high school voice. "I'd rather do things the modern way."
"But you'll disrupt the animals!" She cried. "The noise will terrify them."
"So what?" I scowled and narrowed my eyes. "They can live with it for a while."
"No Marron, don't." It was Trunks who spoke. His voice was deep, strong and overpowering. I had always wanted him to speak like that to me but for whole different reasons. I sighed, then put the motorbike back in it's capsule and the capsule case back in my bag.
"What else did you bring in there?" Goten asked.
"Everything. Even a capsule house!"
"Well we won't be using that." Bra interrupted. "Not enough room and besides, don't you want to enjoy nature and the beauty of the world around us?"
I was about to say 'hell no' but then I reconsidered. Bra was always so detailed with her day to day sentences that it often sounded as though just constructing an everyday remark such as 'I need to use the toilet' took way too much effort. She had to make her sentences Interesting and detailed.
Finally, we reached the river and I collapsed to the ground, moaning. The three half Sayians watched me with interest. Trunks and Goten didn't have a single drop of sweat on their forehead and though she was a little puffed, Bra wasn't much different. I frowned. Why did Sayians always have a way of putting humans down?
"Let's set up camp!" Bra exclaimed, filled with excitement.
The other's had brought proper old fashioned tents. The kind that took you forever to put up and caused you to have a swollen lip every time the pole unexpectedly flew from the ground and smacked you in the mouth. Naturally, I was more advanced.
"What's that?" Goten asked as I took a small tube from my bag.
"Tent." I replied simply, hardly thinking about it. The Half Sayians gave me queer looks.
"It looks more like a long artificial tube of some kind. Possibly made of plastic and aluminum."
Why was Bra always so scientific?
"It's a 'Tent in a Tube'." I said with a sly grin. For once, I knew something Bra didn't. "Watch and learn."
I opened the tube and stood a while back. Suddenly, a tent flew out the other end and assembled itself, taking up nearly all the space as it was triple the size of normal tents and far more fancy. It resembled a mini, rose pink castle. Complete with mini towers and everything. Only of course it was a single one room inside.
"Cool huh?" I smirked, enjoying the pleasant feeling I felt as all marveled at my 'Tent in a Tube'.
"Err....Marron?" It was Goten who spoke.
"What?" "Just wondering....how will you get the tent back inside the tube?"
I hadn't thought of that. I really didn't have an answer so my face flushed red and Bra and Trunks sniggered behind my back. Goten stood forlornly, his face so full of irritating naivety.
"I'll just....deflate it somehow." I mumbled. I wished I had an answer to his question. That irritating little sod of a Sayian had shown me up yet again.
We unpacked our things. I had brought a unfolding king sized camping bed, with a futon, sheets and pillows, a bar fridge that you didn't need to plug in to get it to work which stored soda and bottled water, and a cupboard to hang my clothes up in. I released everything from their capsules and unpacked my giant bags.
Because my tent was so big, there was only room for two more single two man tents. Goten and Trunks shared one and Bra was on her own. They slept in sleeping bags, their bags at the foot of their sleeping area. I couldn't believe they could just live out of a bag like that for two whole nights!
It was too late to swim as the water had turned icy cold from lack of sunshine. Yet Goten stripped down to his boxers, dived in and caught about six giant fish for dinner while the rest of us prepared the campfire. I sat on my unfolding camp chair while the others sat cross legged on the ground. Dinner, as it usually was with Sayians, wasn't every engaging.
Once it was over and night had fully set in, no one had the slightest idea of what to do.
"Let's tell ghost stories." Bra suggested. "I've brought a whole book of them and I'm more than willing to read you a classic tale by Edgar Allan Poe."
"Err....no thanks Bra." Trunks spoke kindly. "Sure we used to tell ghost stories as kids but I think we're all too old for that now. Hey, why don't we play spin the bottle?"
I blushed, knowing that Trunks had suggested this knowing that I was the only girl he could possibly kiss seeing that Bra was his sister. I could feel butterflies in my stomach just from the thought that he might even like me. But Bra put at stop to this straight away.
"No way, Trunks. What if I end up having to pash you? That isn't a very nice thought considering the fact that you are my big brother."
"Good point." Trunks agreed. "It would work better with more people."
"I know, let's spar!" Goten piped up. He had been sitting, crossed legged in the dirt building a tower out of tiny rocks. Every now and then, he would prod it with a finger, causing it to knock over and then build it up again.
"Nah, Bra knows little martial arts and Marron most likely hasn't trained a day in her life. So what's the point if only you and I can fight, Goten?" Trunks replied.
We continued to sit in boredom, trying to think of something to do. Bra kept read over the observations she had taken of the wildlife on the way up. Trunks sprawled out across the ground, using his elbows to hold him up as he looked to the sky and counted the stars out of sheer boredom. Goten had begun building his rock towers again. I watched him with interest until an idea came to mind.
"Hey guys!" I called. "Let's play truth or dare!"
A/N: I know it's a bad place to end the chapter, but I didn't want to make it any longer. Sorry again.