A/N: I don't own the song 'Amazing'. It is by George Michael and it rocks.
(Hehe, George is Ryan's saint name, lol. (Read my profile lol))
"Wake up, breakfast!"
I opened my eyes drearily just as a pillow smacked into my face. I attempted to scream but my voice was muffled as another pillow flew into my face. I looked into the eyes of Goten and Trunks who were standing on either side of my bed, pelting me with their pillows.
"Stop it, guys!" Bra came to my rescue, coming into my tent. "She's already awake. Anyway, breakfast is ready."
Goten and Trunks dropped their pillows and ran out of the tent like lunatics. Bra gathered the pillows as I staggered out of bed.
"How can you wake up to that every morning?" I groaned as I attempted to make my bed.
"I'm used to it now." Bra said with a sheepish grin. "Trunks wakes me up like that just about every morning."
She left me to get dressed and I put on my jeans and blue tank top over my bikini. I didn't bother with makeup and perfume. I realized now that camping wasn't the place for that kind of thing. After I brushed my hair, I met the others for breakfast, which was, to my delight, fish yet again.
"What are we going to do today?" I asked the group in general as I pushed away my serving of fish. Goten snatched it and added it to his own plate.
"Swim and spar, of course!" Goten answered me as if I was stupid. I narrowed my eyes and he snapped his mouth shut. Good, he had learnt his lesson.
After we ate, Goten, Trunks and Bra changed into their swimming costumes and dived into the river. I stood at the side, shivering in my hot pink bikini.
"Come on, Marron. The fish won't hurt you unless you provoke them!" Bra shouted.
Trunks saw me shivering and he and Goten came to the water's edge. Trunks took my arms and held me securely.
"It's ok, Marron. I'll help you." He said sternly with a kind smile on his face. I relaxed a little in his arms.
It all happened pretty fast. As soon as I had gained his trust, he lifted me into the air and threw me into the water, at least ten paces out. I screamed shrilly as I flew across the air and landed with a deafening splash into the slimy, cold waters.
Landing in the river came as a shock to me. I could swim pretty well but I wasn't prepared for this. I shouted and spluttered trying to make my way to the surface. I could feel the fish swimming between my legs. I remembered what Bra said about provoking them and became terrified.
I felt firm arms gab me and hurl me out of the water. I coughed, gasping for air and turned my face upwards to meet with Goten's gaze. He was hovering horizontally above the river, holding my wrists so I wouldn't fall. Trunks and Bra flew beside him, their faces egg white.
"My gosh, I'm so sorry, Marron!" Trunks cried. "I didn't know that I would put your life in danger like that. It was just a bit of fun."
"It's ok." I muttered as Goten flew me over to the riverbank and placed me softly on the ground.
"It's not ok, Trunks. You could have killed her!" Bra slapped her brother harshly.
"Hey I said sorry!" He punched her back and soon they were sparring. Goten knelt beside me, his face unusually stern.
"Are you ok?" He asked. When I nodded, he joined the Briefs in a sparring match leaving me alone on the bank. This camping thing wasn't as fun as I would have hoped.
"Going exploring." Bra called as she came out of her tent. "See you guys later!"
It was afternoon and we had just finished lunch. Bra was dressed in jeans and a long sleeved shirt, her backpack over her back.
"You can't go alone, sis. What if you encounter some wild animal? You're not exactly a skilled fighter." Trunks protested.
"I know enough martial arts to get by with." Bra frowned so her forehead curved in frown lines. "I don't need an escort."
"Like I said, don't go alone. I'll go with you and Marron and Goten should stay behind to watch over the camp." Trunks prepared to leave too.
Alone with Goten? Again? No way! He could stay here on his own for all I care!
"I'm coming too!" I complained.
"No, please let me go alone, Trunks?" Bra pleaded. "I just want some time to make observations about the wildlife around me."
"No, Bra. I'll come with you for protection. Goten, stay here with Marron and guard the camp." Trunks' voice was stern. I had to give in.
"Make sure you're back quickly!" I shouted and Bra nodded.
"No longer than a few hours."
Once they were gone, Goten dived into the river and I sat alone in by the riverbank, watching him swim. After being dumped by Trunks, I was terrified of that river and refused to go in.
Seeing me alone, Goten came out of the river, dripping with water and dressed in black board shorts. He sat beside me and grinned, his dark eyes gleaming.
"So....what music do you like?" He asked.
I shrugged. "Everything."
"What's your favorite song?"
"Amazing by George Michael at the moment." I said it carelessly, then remembered it was the song Goten had been listening to on my first day of tutoring when I came to find him.
"Hey, that's my favorite song too!" He said triumphantly. "See? We do have something in common."
I laughed lightly, unable to contain myself. "Oh so that's what this is about, huh?"
"Well, it's not what you think. You know, if you get what I'm saying." He was blushing again, rubbing the back of his head with his hand and starring at his feet. "I just want us to be friends, that's all. Why don't you like me, Marron?"
I was speechless. All this time he knew I hated him and hadn't said anything about it? Even though he knew I utterly despised him, he was always so happy and positive around me and never said anything mean? I sighed, not knowing how to answer him.
"I just think that if you give me a chance, we could be friends. I mean, sure we might not like the same things and all. But if our fathers can manage to be best friends, why can't we get along?"
"We can, I suppose." I was blushing with embarrassment. I had no idea how to answer his questions. "I mean, I suppose you're a nice enough guy."
"Cool." He was smiling again, his old irritating grin back on his face. "Now lets go for a swim, please?"
"No!" I shouted, and he shrugged.
"Suit yourself." He said and dived back into the river.
I was more than happy to return home on Sunday night. I fell into my mother's arms and cried into her shoulder.
"Never ever make me go camping again, Mum!" I sobbed.
"Oh it wasn't that bad, was it?" Krillin came behind me and picked up my bags.
"Yes it was! Trunks threw me into the lake and I nearly drowned. We ran out of soda and bottled water and had to drink from the river. We ate fish everyday and there was no bathroom or anything! It stink like fish! And worst of all, we played truth or dare and Goten had to kiss me!"
"Aw, kissing Goten isn't that bad is it?" 18 said with a laugh and her husband joined her.
"Yes it is! It's like, so not funny, Mum!" I howled and ran upstairs to take a long and well deserved shower.
"Wake up, breakfast!"
I opened my eyes drearily just as a pillow smacked into my face. I attempted to scream but my voice was muffled as another pillow flew into my face. I looked into the eyes of Goten and Trunks who were standing on either side of my bed, pelting me with their pillows.
"Stop it, guys!" Bra came to my rescue, coming into my tent. "She's already awake. Anyway, breakfast is ready."
Goten and Trunks dropped their pillows and ran out of the tent like lunatics. Bra gathered the pillows as I staggered out of bed.
"How can you wake up to that every morning?" I groaned as I attempted to make my bed.
"I'm used to it now." Bra said with a sheepish grin. "Trunks wakes me up like that just about every morning."
She left me to get dressed and I put on my jeans and blue tank top over my bikini. I didn't bother with makeup and perfume. I realized now that camping wasn't the place for that kind of thing. After I brushed my hair, I met the others for breakfast, which was, to my delight, fish yet again.
"What are we going to do today?" I asked the group in general as I pushed away my serving of fish. Goten snatched it and added it to his own plate.
"Swim and spar, of course!" Goten answered me as if I was stupid. I narrowed my eyes and he snapped his mouth shut. Good, he had learnt his lesson.
After we ate, Goten, Trunks and Bra changed into their swimming costumes and dived into the river. I stood at the side, shivering in my hot pink bikini.
"Come on, Marron. The fish won't hurt you unless you provoke them!" Bra shouted.
Trunks saw me shivering and he and Goten came to the water's edge. Trunks took my arms and held me securely.
"It's ok, Marron. I'll help you." He said sternly with a kind smile on his face. I relaxed a little in his arms.
It all happened pretty fast. As soon as I had gained his trust, he lifted me into the air and threw me into the water, at least ten paces out. I screamed shrilly as I flew across the air and landed with a deafening splash into the slimy, cold waters.
Landing in the river came as a shock to me. I could swim pretty well but I wasn't prepared for this. I shouted and spluttered trying to make my way to the surface. I could feel the fish swimming between my legs. I remembered what Bra said about provoking them and became terrified.
I felt firm arms gab me and hurl me out of the water. I coughed, gasping for air and turned my face upwards to meet with Goten's gaze. He was hovering horizontally above the river, holding my wrists so I wouldn't fall. Trunks and Bra flew beside him, their faces egg white.
"My gosh, I'm so sorry, Marron!" Trunks cried. "I didn't know that I would put your life in danger like that. It was just a bit of fun."
"It's ok." I muttered as Goten flew me over to the riverbank and placed me softly on the ground.
"It's not ok, Trunks. You could have killed her!" Bra slapped her brother harshly.
"Hey I said sorry!" He punched her back and soon they were sparring. Goten knelt beside me, his face unusually stern.
"Are you ok?" He asked. When I nodded, he joined the Briefs in a sparring match leaving me alone on the bank. This camping thing wasn't as fun as I would have hoped.
"Going exploring." Bra called as she came out of her tent. "See you guys later!"
It was afternoon and we had just finished lunch. Bra was dressed in jeans and a long sleeved shirt, her backpack over her back.
"You can't go alone, sis. What if you encounter some wild animal? You're not exactly a skilled fighter." Trunks protested.
"I know enough martial arts to get by with." Bra frowned so her forehead curved in frown lines. "I don't need an escort."
"Like I said, don't go alone. I'll go with you and Marron and Goten should stay behind to watch over the camp." Trunks prepared to leave too.
Alone with Goten? Again? No way! He could stay here on his own for all I care!
"I'm coming too!" I complained.
"No, please let me go alone, Trunks?" Bra pleaded. "I just want some time to make observations about the wildlife around me."
"No, Bra. I'll come with you for protection. Goten, stay here with Marron and guard the camp." Trunks' voice was stern. I had to give in.
"Make sure you're back quickly!" I shouted and Bra nodded.
"No longer than a few hours."
Once they were gone, Goten dived into the river and I sat alone in by the riverbank, watching him swim. After being dumped by Trunks, I was terrified of that river and refused to go in.
Seeing me alone, Goten came out of the river, dripping with water and dressed in black board shorts. He sat beside me and grinned, his dark eyes gleaming.
"So....what music do you like?" He asked.
I shrugged. "Everything."
"What's your favorite song?"
"Amazing by George Michael at the moment." I said it carelessly, then remembered it was the song Goten had been listening to on my first day of tutoring when I came to find him.
"Hey, that's my favorite song too!" He said triumphantly. "See? We do have something in common."
I laughed lightly, unable to contain myself. "Oh so that's what this is about, huh?"
"Well, it's not what you think. You know, if you get what I'm saying." He was blushing again, rubbing the back of his head with his hand and starring at his feet. "I just want us to be friends, that's all. Why don't you like me, Marron?"
I was speechless. All this time he knew I hated him and hadn't said anything about it? Even though he knew I utterly despised him, he was always so happy and positive around me and never said anything mean? I sighed, not knowing how to answer him.
"I just think that if you give me a chance, we could be friends. I mean, sure we might not like the same things and all. But if our fathers can manage to be best friends, why can't we get along?"
"We can, I suppose." I was blushing with embarrassment. I had no idea how to answer his questions. "I mean, I suppose you're a nice enough guy."
"Cool." He was smiling again, his old irritating grin back on his face. "Now lets go for a swim, please?"
"No!" I shouted, and he shrugged.
"Suit yourself." He said and dived back into the river.
I was more than happy to return home on Sunday night. I fell into my mother's arms and cried into her shoulder.
"Never ever make me go camping again, Mum!" I sobbed.
"Oh it wasn't that bad, was it?" Krillin came behind me and picked up my bags.
"Yes it was! Trunks threw me into the lake and I nearly drowned. We ran out of soda and bottled water and had to drink from the river. We ate fish everyday and there was no bathroom or anything! It stink like fish! And worst of all, we played truth or dare and Goten had to kiss me!"
"Aw, kissing Goten isn't that bad is it?" 18 said with a laugh and her husband joined her.
"Yes it is! It's like, so not funny, Mum!" I howled and ran upstairs to take a long and well deserved shower.