Yes I know, this is goin' to another no point really chappy, but that's ok.
Let's Go Have Some Fun!
Raven grinned as Trunks sulked past her to the car Bulma was waiting in. She didn't have to drive in the car, she could take her FireBolt. The crotch rocket was black with sliver streaks on the side. (*Drool* I luv those motorcycles, sry, if you don't think there cool, than u suck.) Being older, she had more responsibilities than Trunks did.
She took a deep breath of the cool wind before she donned her black helmet. Her steel tip boots made clipping sounds on the ground. She was betting Bulma disapproved of her black leather Harley Davidson jacket and the woodland camouflage pants and dark green shirt, but she didn't care.
Raven hit electric start and the motorcycle roared to life. She let it idle and waited for Bulma to pull the car out of the driveway. She was taking forever, or that's at least what Raven thought. After what seemed like eternity to Raven, Bulma drove away from CC. She followed on her powerful bike. Today, Bulma seemed to a lead foot on the gas, but Raven was all too happy to go faster than the speed limit.
What looked like a big school pulled into view after a few minutes of driving. There were many children in a large playground, young to old. Raven shuddered, that scene was slightly familiar. During her younger years, after cell appeared, she had spent three years in an orphanage, but at age six, had broken out and joined a gang.
A few kids at the fence watched as Raven drove by, and just for kicks, she revved the engine and popped a wheely. She almost failed to notice Bulma had parked and was waiting for her to do the same. Grinning underneath the face visor, she pulled to the side, hopped off the bike, and capped it.
Almost looking slightly like Vegeta, Bulma crossed her arms, "little show off," she started to walk towards the main building.
Trunks looked at his mom, then at Raven, "what's her problem."
Raven put her helmet underneath her arm, "I dunno, but I think we should follow. Where's Bra?"
Trunks jabbed a thumb at the car, "in there, she wanted to ride the FireBolt with you, so she's pissed right now."
"Ok," Raven said, "you follow your mom, I'll go get her." Raven looked cautiously into the red car, "Bra, you in here. I'll tickle you if you don't come out."
"Yeah, I was waiting for you," Bra opened the door and latched onto Raven's hand gleefully.
"Ok, hey' I'll race you." Raven shook off the tiny hand and raced away, Bra hard on her heels.
"Not fair," Bra squealed happily as she panted to keep up, seeing winning was not a chance, she jumped into the air and flew top spped after the older girl.
Whoa, hey," Raven yelled as Bra smashed into her, they both fell into a pile on the ground, laughing. "You cheated," She started to tickle the little girl's ribs.
Bra laughed, "don't tickle, no tickles."
Bulma slapped her head as she watched this. She must be the only sane person around. She felt her cheeks redden also when she heard Ms. Zen," awww isn't that nice, you must be a good mother, what are their names?"
Bulma put on a smile, "my youngest is Bra, she had the blue hair," Bulma put a hand on Trunks's shoulder, who stiffened, "this is Trunks."
Ms. Zen smiled pleasantly, "who's the other girl?"
"Oh, that's Raven, we picked her up about five years ago." Bulma nodded at Raven as she led Bra into the building.
Raven looked confused, "I heard my name, what did I do?"
"Nothing," Bulma said, "I was just telling Ms. Zen your name, Bra, say hello."
Bra looked at the woman with big blue eyes, "Hiya, how old are you."
Bulma felt her cheeks grow hot as she scolded Bra, "it's rude to ask people their age honey."
Bra nodded, "Ok then, where's my new sistah?"
Ms. Zen shook her head, "Lynx is hiding again, I think we have to find her."
Raven tilted her head, "does she happen to have two orange orbs with her?"
Ms. Zen looked slightly shocked, "yes, she does."
Ok then," Raven pulled the three star dragonball out of her coat, "I can find her with this." The dragonball flashed once as if in agreement.
"Yay," Bra shouted, "hide and go seek, and Lynx is the hider," the little girl grabbed Raven's free hand and dragged her off.
Bulma sweat dropped, her daughter was strong. Trunks stood around, not knowing what to do, until he got bored, "hey mom," he said, "can is go follow them?"
"Yeah, sure, don't get lost." Bulma said absentmindedly; she then started a conversation with Ms. Zen about the latest fashions.
Trunks raced through the building, following his sister's Ki signature, Raven's was hidden. It led him up a stare case and through a long hallway. Panting slightly, he pushed open a cracked door and found his sister and Raven looked up into rafters of a large room with many bunks.
"Hey, s'up?" He said and followed their eyes, "what do ya see?"
Bra shrugged, "I dunno, Raven says she feels something."
Raven nodded in agreement and flew up into the shadowy rafters. She heard a quick scuffling and followed the sound with her eyes. "Hello," she called softly, "are you Lynx?"
The movement ceased, "yes," came a quick reply.
"Coolios," Raven said, "hey I'm part of the family your goin' to, wanna meet Bra, she's the small girl on the floor. She's your new sister."
There was a silence, "give me space and I'll come down."
"Ok," Raven said gently, there was something in the other girl's voice the said abuse.
Lynx looked at the boy and girl down below, and the older girl up in the rafters. She thought for a second and then jumped down, doing a flip before landing. Looking icily at Bra, she gave a quick incline of her head, "hi."
"Hiya sistah," Bra said happily, and loudly, both Lynx and Raven winced as their ears felt like they were going to fall off.
Raven rubbed a finger in her ear, "geeze Bra, take it easy, tryin' to make us all deaf?"
"Sorry," Bra grinned, "c'mon Lynx, you hafta some meet mommy," Bra took Lynx's hand before she could react. ******************
Raven and trunks waited outside near the FireBolt, which she had uncapped for Lynx, as Bulma was inside signing the last of the papers for the adoption. Lynx was sitting on the motorcycle like she owned it, tail flapping happily. She wouldn't let anyone come near her, but the bike was cool, and for the moment, hers.
Bra ran out to greet them, "mommy say it will be a few minutes, I'm bored."
Raven looked at her watch, "umm, I want to meet my friends at the mall in fifteen minutes, I brought the corvette."
Bra looked happy, "ditch my mom and go to the mall, right."
"Exactly," Raven capsuled the FireBolt as Lynx hopped off, then she reached in a pocket inside her coat and pulled out a box of capsules. She put the FireBolt in its slot and took out another one. She clicked the top and tossed it, a silver corvette popped out of the air. It had a black convertible roof too. "C'mon, lets go have some fun."
Trunks smirked and got into the drivers seat, "yeah, lets go."
Raven smiled and grabbed his tail and tossed him in the back, she could do that since the top was down, "my car, I drive."
Lynx actually smiled, "can I come please."
Raven smiled, "who said you couldn't hop on in, you can have the front seat."
"Oh no," Trunks moaned, "Bra, get in, mom's comin'."
Bra glanced over her shoulder and squeaked, her mother was coming, "don't leave me," she did a flying leap into the back seat, "DRIVE!"
"Driving," Raven slammed the car into fifth gear and floored it. The tires screeched and it took off, leaving two black streaks on the road.
Trunks whirled around to see his mother disappeared around a corner, "yeah, hey Raven, ya got any money?"
"If was goin' to meet my friends at a mall, you'd think I wouldn't have money? Hell no, I got a lot of money. Plus, a credit card too." Raven lowered the speed to about 50MPH.
"Cool," Bra said, "can I have some?"
"Well, we're only using the mall as a meeting place, but yes, I'll dole out the cash to y'all, including you Lynx, I'm not that unfair." Raven turned for a second to look at Lynx. Somehow, the little girl reminded her so much of herself before and during gang years. She was somewhat quiet, withdrawn, and tough, taking no crap from anyone. Bu now, Raven had changed, mostly from the trip through time, she was now bright, happy, and annoying.
"Thanks," Lynx said quietly, and busied herself by looking at passing cars.
Not surprisingly, it took only a matter if minutes to pull into West Cities grand mall. Raven saw the two people she saw looking for leaning against the brick wall in the shade of a tree.
The first person was Sasha, a sixteen-year-old girl with fiery red hair and currently, a forest green fighting gi on. She raised her head a little as Raven hit the brakes in a loud stop infront of them, staring with bright green eyes.
The other girl, a more outgoing person, jumped up and waved, "Hi Raven, took ya long enough!" This was Janet, a very short fourteen-year-old with natural bleach blond hair and sparkling blue eyes. She wore a red tanktop with desert storm colored camouflage pants, the type that was tan, brown, and very light, dried out plant green.
"Sorry," Raven said brightly and stepped out of the car, "I had a couple of setbacks."
Sasha looked at Raven with a smile pulling at the side of her lips, "we thought you'd died."
Raven grinned, "as far as I know, I'm still alive."
"Raven?" Bra tugged at her coat, "I wanna get some ice cream, can I have my part of the money?"
Janet saw Lynx still sitting in the car with Trunks, "hey, who's the new squirt, one of Bra's friends?"
"Nope," Bra said as she was handed a fifty-dollar bill, "that's my new sistah, Lynx."
Lynx turned her head as her name was called, "huh, I didn't do it."
"Nothing," Raven said back, "do you two car sitters want ice cream?"
"Yes servant lady," said Trunks, "I'll have all the chocolate the ice cream stand has."
"No you won't smart one," Raven pulled him out by the tail, "not in my car you won't."
Sasha truly smiled, "tad overprotective ain't we?"
"You have a Viper, aren't you a little protective, I mean, melty ice cream and leather seats makes for a sticky ride." Janet nudged Sasha, who just shrugged, looking like Vegeta at the moment.
Raven let Bra, Trunks and Lynx get their ice cream, the money totaling a lot zene for the three. She grinned as she, Sasha, and Janet watched Trunks and Lynx have an eating contest, whom of which, the latter was winning. Five minutes, an untold amount of ice cream cones, and one rich ice cream cart owner later, they were full.
"Raven," Janet was looking longingly at her capsule box, which was in her hand, "can I drive the corvette?"
Raven smirked and tossed the capsules containing the corvette and her FireBolt, "s'long as you don't total it. If you get pulled over, is your fault that you don't have a license."
"Hey," Janet shouted, "you have to be fourteen and ten months to get a license, I have one to go, consider this practice."
"Take it easy," Raven put on her helmet and watched Sasha decapsulise her Viper, "Bra, Lynx, Trunks, you should ride with Sasha, she's more sane."
Bra pouted as they other two got into Sasha's Viper, "bit I wanna ride with you Raven, going over the speed limit is fun."
"So, she does it to," Raven pointed out.
"S'not fair can I go with you, pleeeeease?" Bra looked at her with big puppy eyes.
Raven sighed, "there's a spare helmet in the car."
"YAY!" Bra yelled and found the helmet. After jamming it on her head, she hopped on the FireBolt behind Raven.
They both grinned and were off. After a short while, West City disappeared into the distance. Now all there was were strait country roads with no police cars to try and pull them over. The keyword was try. Sasha, on the outside of the city, got tailed by a police and had a grand time shaking them until the guy gave up. At about 110MPH, Raven started to look for familiar landmarks. She slowed down to half her speed and stopped as a giant oak tree came into view. Cutting the engine, she and Bra coasted off the road and came to a complete stop. The Viper and the Corvette rumbled up and turned off.
"Flippin' sweet," Janet jumped out of the car and handed the keys to Raven, who grinned and capsulated her motorcycle and Corvette. "Dang, I gotta get one of those."
Raven laughed; "enjoy years of street fighting to earn up the cash. But that actually is fun."
"Yeah," Sasha walked up, with Bra tagging behind, "that's how we met anyway."
"Yup," Bra chirped, totally oblivious to the conversation, the tugged on Raven's tail very lightly, "did ya bring my 50?"
"Awww," Raven said, "sorry, didn't think to bring it along." Bra started to pout at this, but she just grinned and tossed a dina-cap at her," thing again."
Trunks's jaw dropped, "you bought her a dirt bike?"
"Yeah, I woulda got you one, but quote, "I can fly, I don't need no dirt- bike," unquote." Raven grinned even wider at his scowl.
Lynx was watching patiently. She didn't know if she was forgotten or just not in the conversation. She didn't care if it was both. She was used to being ignored.
Bra noticed Lynx's quietness. She happily ran over and pulled Lynx over by the wrist, "Raven, so you got an extwa 50?"
Lynx pulled free and glared evilly at the happy, bouncy girl who had invaded her space, "don't you ever do that again unless you wish to live to six."
Raven smirked, "I wouldn't be prepared if I hadn't brought a spare, I remember how you crashed yours last time we were here."
"Yeah, yeah," Bra said and ran up the trail that was behind the oak, perfectly hidden unless one looked very closely. ******************
Soon the only sounds in the air were the loud revving of engines. In long abandoned sand quarry, everyone, minus Trunks, was riding their own dirt bike. Bra was teaching Lynx the basics while the other three, Sasha, Janet, and Raven, all had contests who could get the biggest air and do the wildest stunt.
It was Janet's turn. She did a LazyBoy then landed to pop a wheely. She did a 180 and roared back over to the other two, who were in stitches. Raven was laughing so hard, she got unbalance on her Yamaha and it tipped over and stalled.
Janet just shook her head and laughed as her Saiyan friend kicked her bike back to life. Raven smirked and faced the rear tire to her friends and kicked rocks at them as she sped off. There was a very steep tabletop jump hastily coming into view. She hit her bike into fifth gear and haunched over as she hit the jump, and before going over the top, snapping up so she got the best height. She on purpose leaned back and she did a complete spin in the air before landing. She turned around to do it again on the way back when a bright color infront of her caught her eye.
A very pissed off Boardock landed so abruptly infront of Raven, that when she braked to avoid hitting him and damaging her bike, she went sailing over the handlebars. She hit the ground and rolled a few times before hitting the tabletop upside down. She grinned lopsided as her tail fell over her face.
Boardock started to walk very slowly and angrily over to his granddaughter, a slight breeze ruffling his acid green hair. He stopped as she righted herself and took off her helmet, "so Raven, where's the camera?"
"Uhhh," she said, rolling her eyes in thought, "Vegeta has it."
Boardock's tail was lashing back and forth in anger, "well, if you want to live any longer, than you get it." He thought for a second, "and give me any doubles you might have made."
"Sorry gramps," she said in fake sorrow, "I cannot let you have it even if you do kill me, it is too precious. Maybe I'll let you have it when your dying."
"YOU BRAT!" He screeched and lunged. Raven turned and sprinted off before he caught her.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH MURDER!" she yelled as he gave chase, hands determined to strangle the little brat. She hid behind Bra, "save me Bra," she said in a playful way.
Boardock knocked Bra aside as lightly as he could, and placed it hands around Raven's throat and lifted her into the so her tail just missed the ground and full length.
Trunks paled, not because Raven was being choked by her enraged Grandfather, because an angry blue haired woman stepped out of an arrived air plane. He said very quietly, "mom's here."
Boardock dropped Raven as a rock connected with is skull. Thoroughly annoyed, he turned to pursue the thrower. He saw Trunks pointed to Bulma, holding on of the swords from Raven's room like she knew how to use it.
Bulma stopped short of the tall Saiyan that resembled Goku so much, "well hello Boardock, I have something for you. I was just bringing it to your place." She held out an unopened bottle of black hair dye.
Goten's head poked nervously out of the plane and then joined Trunks. Boardock grinned as he took the bottle, "so, you saw the video."
She toyed with the katana's blade, "Vegeta mentioned something about it and I made him show me."
"Do you happen to have it with you?" He asked eagerly.
"Why yes," Bulma said all too nicely, eyes glancing to her children and Raven every few seconds. Digging in her shirt, she pulled out a VHS tape and gave it to the Saiyan.
"Thanks," Boardock saluted and crushed it before blasting off with a veil of green Ki.
She smiled and turned to the three remaining Saiyans, "IN THE PLANE NOOOOW, YOUR ALL GROUNDED!" Bulma walked up to a slightly jostled up Lynx, "honey, you can ride in front, your not grounded."
Lynx's eyes jerked to Raven, who nodded before sulking off to the plane, and then took Bulma's outstretched hand. Right before they flew off, Bulma chucked the sheathed sword to Raven rather forcefully. She sighed as she watched the two girls, Janet and Sasha, nod to eachother nod fly off of on their own, a white Ki surrounding them both. *******************
Whooobles (don't ask, I don't know either) That chapter took the longest to write. Bad me, bad me. For all u ppl who actually read this fic, I'm sorry I haven't updated sooner. Next chapter has a kick *ahem* butt fight scene. Plz update plz plz plz. I luv getting updates, I don't care what type. Complain of you want, it's all welcome.
Let's Go Have Some Fun!
Raven grinned as Trunks sulked past her to the car Bulma was waiting in. She didn't have to drive in the car, she could take her FireBolt. The crotch rocket was black with sliver streaks on the side. (*Drool* I luv those motorcycles, sry, if you don't think there cool, than u suck.) Being older, she had more responsibilities than Trunks did.
She took a deep breath of the cool wind before she donned her black helmet. Her steel tip boots made clipping sounds on the ground. She was betting Bulma disapproved of her black leather Harley Davidson jacket and the woodland camouflage pants and dark green shirt, but she didn't care.
Raven hit electric start and the motorcycle roared to life. She let it idle and waited for Bulma to pull the car out of the driveway. She was taking forever, or that's at least what Raven thought. After what seemed like eternity to Raven, Bulma drove away from CC. She followed on her powerful bike. Today, Bulma seemed to a lead foot on the gas, but Raven was all too happy to go faster than the speed limit.
What looked like a big school pulled into view after a few minutes of driving. There were many children in a large playground, young to old. Raven shuddered, that scene was slightly familiar. During her younger years, after cell appeared, she had spent three years in an orphanage, but at age six, had broken out and joined a gang.
A few kids at the fence watched as Raven drove by, and just for kicks, she revved the engine and popped a wheely. She almost failed to notice Bulma had parked and was waiting for her to do the same. Grinning underneath the face visor, she pulled to the side, hopped off the bike, and capped it.
Almost looking slightly like Vegeta, Bulma crossed her arms, "little show off," she started to walk towards the main building.
Trunks looked at his mom, then at Raven, "what's her problem."
Raven put her helmet underneath her arm, "I dunno, but I think we should follow. Where's Bra?"
Trunks jabbed a thumb at the car, "in there, she wanted to ride the FireBolt with you, so she's pissed right now."
"Ok," Raven said, "you follow your mom, I'll go get her." Raven looked cautiously into the red car, "Bra, you in here. I'll tickle you if you don't come out."
"Yeah, I was waiting for you," Bra opened the door and latched onto Raven's hand gleefully.
"Ok, hey' I'll race you." Raven shook off the tiny hand and raced away, Bra hard on her heels.
"Not fair," Bra squealed happily as she panted to keep up, seeing winning was not a chance, she jumped into the air and flew top spped after the older girl.
Whoa, hey," Raven yelled as Bra smashed into her, they both fell into a pile on the ground, laughing. "You cheated," She started to tickle the little girl's ribs.
Bra laughed, "don't tickle, no tickles."
Bulma slapped her head as she watched this. She must be the only sane person around. She felt her cheeks redden also when she heard Ms. Zen," awww isn't that nice, you must be a good mother, what are their names?"
Bulma put on a smile, "my youngest is Bra, she had the blue hair," Bulma put a hand on Trunks's shoulder, who stiffened, "this is Trunks."
Ms. Zen smiled pleasantly, "who's the other girl?"
"Oh, that's Raven, we picked her up about five years ago." Bulma nodded at Raven as she led Bra into the building.
Raven looked confused, "I heard my name, what did I do?"
"Nothing," Bulma said, "I was just telling Ms. Zen your name, Bra, say hello."
Bra looked at the woman with big blue eyes, "Hiya, how old are you."
Bulma felt her cheeks grow hot as she scolded Bra, "it's rude to ask people their age honey."
Bra nodded, "Ok then, where's my new sistah?"
Ms. Zen shook her head, "Lynx is hiding again, I think we have to find her."
Raven tilted her head, "does she happen to have two orange orbs with her?"
Ms. Zen looked slightly shocked, "yes, she does."
Ok then," Raven pulled the three star dragonball out of her coat, "I can find her with this." The dragonball flashed once as if in agreement.
"Yay," Bra shouted, "hide and go seek, and Lynx is the hider," the little girl grabbed Raven's free hand and dragged her off.
Bulma sweat dropped, her daughter was strong. Trunks stood around, not knowing what to do, until he got bored, "hey mom," he said, "can is go follow them?"
"Yeah, sure, don't get lost." Bulma said absentmindedly; she then started a conversation with Ms. Zen about the latest fashions.
Trunks raced through the building, following his sister's Ki signature, Raven's was hidden. It led him up a stare case and through a long hallway. Panting slightly, he pushed open a cracked door and found his sister and Raven looked up into rafters of a large room with many bunks.
"Hey, s'up?" He said and followed their eyes, "what do ya see?"
Bra shrugged, "I dunno, Raven says she feels something."
Raven nodded in agreement and flew up into the shadowy rafters. She heard a quick scuffling and followed the sound with her eyes. "Hello," she called softly, "are you Lynx?"
The movement ceased, "yes," came a quick reply.
"Coolios," Raven said, "hey I'm part of the family your goin' to, wanna meet Bra, she's the small girl on the floor. She's your new sister."
There was a silence, "give me space and I'll come down."
"Ok," Raven said gently, there was something in the other girl's voice the said abuse.
Lynx looked at the boy and girl down below, and the older girl up in the rafters. She thought for a second and then jumped down, doing a flip before landing. Looking icily at Bra, she gave a quick incline of her head, "hi."
"Hiya sistah," Bra said happily, and loudly, both Lynx and Raven winced as their ears felt like they were going to fall off.
Raven rubbed a finger in her ear, "geeze Bra, take it easy, tryin' to make us all deaf?"
"Sorry," Bra grinned, "c'mon Lynx, you hafta some meet mommy," Bra took Lynx's hand before she could react. ******************
Raven and trunks waited outside near the FireBolt, which she had uncapped for Lynx, as Bulma was inside signing the last of the papers for the adoption. Lynx was sitting on the motorcycle like she owned it, tail flapping happily. She wouldn't let anyone come near her, but the bike was cool, and for the moment, hers.
Bra ran out to greet them, "mommy say it will be a few minutes, I'm bored."
Raven looked at her watch, "umm, I want to meet my friends at the mall in fifteen minutes, I brought the corvette."
Bra looked happy, "ditch my mom and go to the mall, right."
"Exactly," Raven capsuled the FireBolt as Lynx hopped off, then she reached in a pocket inside her coat and pulled out a box of capsules. She put the FireBolt in its slot and took out another one. She clicked the top and tossed it, a silver corvette popped out of the air. It had a black convertible roof too. "C'mon, lets go have some fun."
Trunks smirked and got into the drivers seat, "yeah, lets go."
Raven smiled and grabbed his tail and tossed him in the back, she could do that since the top was down, "my car, I drive."
Lynx actually smiled, "can I come please."
Raven smiled, "who said you couldn't hop on in, you can have the front seat."
"Oh no," Trunks moaned, "Bra, get in, mom's comin'."
Bra glanced over her shoulder and squeaked, her mother was coming, "don't leave me," she did a flying leap into the back seat, "DRIVE!"
"Driving," Raven slammed the car into fifth gear and floored it. The tires screeched and it took off, leaving two black streaks on the road.
Trunks whirled around to see his mother disappeared around a corner, "yeah, hey Raven, ya got any money?"
"If was goin' to meet my friends at a mall, you'd think I wouldn't have money? Hell no, I got a lot of money. Plus, a credit card too." Raven lowered the speed to about 50MPH.
"Cool," Bra said, "can I have some?"
"Well, we're only using the mall as a meeting place, but yes, I'll dole out the cash to y'all, including you Lynx, I'm not that unfair." Raven turned for a second to look at Lynx. Somehow, the little girl reminded her so much of herself before and during gang years. She was somewhat quiet, withdrawn, and tough, taking no crap from anyone. Bu now, Raven had changed, mostly from the trip through time, she was now bright, happy, and annoying.
"Thanks," Lynx said quietly, and busied herself by looking at passing cars.
Not surprisingly, it took only a matter if minutes to pull into West Cities grand mall. Raven saw the two people she saw looking for leaning against the brick wall in the shade of a tree.
The first person was Sasha, a sixteen-year-old girl with fiery red hair and currently, a forest green fighting gi on. She raised her head a little as Raven hit the brakes in a loud stop infront of them, staring with bright green eyes.
The other girl, a more outgoing person, jumped up and waved, "Hi Raven, took ya long enough!" This was Janet, a very short fourteen-year-old with natural bleach blond hair and sparkling blue eyes. She wore a red tanktop with desert storm colored camouflage pants, the type that was tan, brown, and very light, dried out plant green.
"Sorry," Raven said brightly and stepped out of the car, "I had a couple of setbacks."
Sasha looked at Raven with a smile pulling at the side of her lips, "we thought you'd died."
Raven grinned, "as far as I know, I'm still alive."
"Raven?" Bra tugged at her coat, "I wanna get some ice cream, can I have my part of the money?"
Janet saw Lynx still sitting in the car with Trunks, "hey, who's the new squirt, one of Bra's friends?"
"Nope," Bra said as she was handed a fifty-dollar bill, "that's my new sistah, Lynx."
Lynx turned her head as her name was called, "huh, I didn't do it."
"Nothing," Raven said back, "do you two car sitters want ice cream?"
"Yes servant lady," said Trunks, "I'll have all the chocolate the ice cream stand has."
"No you won't smart one," Raven pulled him out by the tail, "not in my car you won't."
Sasha truly smiled, "tad overprotective ain't we?"
"You have a Viper, aren't you a little protective, I mean, melty ice cream and leather seats makes for a sticky ride." Janet nudged Sasha, who just shrugged, looking like Vegeta at the moment.
Raven let Bra, Trunks and Lynx get their ice cream, the money totaling a lot zene for the three. She grinned as she, Sasha, and Janet watched Trunks and Lynx have an eating contest, whom of which, the latter was winning. Five minutes, an untold amount of ice cream cones, and one rich ice cream cart owner later, they were full.
"Raven," Janet was looking longingly at her capsule box, which was in her hand, "can I drive the corvette?"
Raven smirked and tossed the capsules containing the corvette and her FireBolt, "s'long as you don't total it. If you get pulled over, is your fault that you don't have a license."
"Hey," Janet shouted, "you have to be fourteen and ten months to get a license, I have one to go, consider this practice."
"Take it easy," Raven put on her helmet and watched Sasha decapsulise her Viper, "Bra, Lynx, Trunks, you should ride with Sasha, she's more sane."
Bra pouted as they other two got into Sasha's Viper, "bit I wanna ride with you Raven, going over the speed limit is fun."
"So, she does it to," Raven pointed out.
"S'not fair can I go with you, pleeeeease?" Bra looked at her with big puppy eyes.
Raven sighed, "there's a spare helmet in the car."
"YAY!" Bra yelled and found the helmet. After jamming it on her head, she hopped on the FireBolt behind Raven.
They both grinned and were off. After a short while, West City disappeared into the distance. Now all there was were strait country roads with no police cars to try and pull them over. The keyword was try. Sasha, on the outside of the city, got tailed by a police and had a grand time shaking them until the guy gave up. At about 110MPH, Raven started to look for familiar landmarks. She slowed down to half her speed and stopped as a giant oak tree came into view. Cutting the engine, she and Bra coasted off the road and came to a complete stop. The Viper and the Corvette rumbled up and turned off.
"Flippin' sweet," Janet jumped out of the car and handed the keys to Raven, who grinned and capsulated her motorcycle and Corvette. "Dang, I gotta get one of those."
Raven laughed; "enjoy years of street fighting to earn up the cash. But that actually is fun."
"Yeah," Sasha walked up, with Bra tagging behind, "that's how we met anyway."
"Yup," Bra chirped, totally oblivious to the conversation, the tugged on Raven's tail very lightly, "did ya bring my 50?"
"Awww," Raven said, "sorry, didn't think to bring it along." Bra started to pout at this, but she just grinned and tossed a dina-cap at her," thing again."
Trunks's jaw dropped, "you bought her a dirt bike?"
"Yeah, I woulda got you one, but quote, "I can fly, I don't need no dirt- bike," unquote." Raven grinned even wider at his scowl.
Lynx was watching patiently. She didn't know if she was forgotten or just not in the conversation. She didn't care if it was both. She was used to being ignored.
Bra noticed Lynx's quietness. She happily ran over and pulled Lynx over by the wrist, "Raven, so you got an extwa 50?"
Lynx pulled free and glared evilly at the happy, bouncy girl who had invaded her space, "don't you ever do that again unless you wish to live to six."
Raven smirked, "I wouldn't be prepared if I hadn't brought a spare, I remember how you crashed yours last time we were here."
"Yeah, yeah," Bra said and ran up the trail that was behind the oak, perfectly hidden unless one looked very closely. ******************
Soon the only sounds in the air were the loud revving of engines. In long abandoned sand quarry, everyone, minus Trunks, was riding their own dirt bike. Bra was teaching Lynx the basics while the other three, Sasha, Janet, and Raven, all had contests who could get the biggest air and do the wildest stunt.
It was Janet's turn. She did a LazyBoy then landed to pop a wheely. She did a 180 and roared back over to the other two, who were in stitches. Raven was laughing so hard, she got unbalance on her Yamaha and it tipped over and stalled.
Janet just shook her head and laughed as her Saiyan friend kicked her bike back to life. Raven smirked and faced the rear tire to her friends and kicked rocks at them as she sped off. There was a very steep tabletop jump hastily coming into view. She hit her bike into fifth gear and haunched over as she hit the jump, and before going over the top, snapping up so she got the best height. She on purpose leaned back and she did a complete spin in the air before landing. She turned around to do it again on the way back when a bright color infront of her caught her eye.
A very pissed off Boardock landed so abruptly infront of Raven, that when she braked to avoid hitting him and damaging her bike, she went sailing over the handlebars. She hit the ground and rolled a few times before hitting the tabletop upside down. She grinned lopsided as her tail fell over her face.
Boardock started to walk very slowly and angrily over to his granddaughter, a slight breeze ruffling his acid green hair. He stopped as she righted herself and took off her helmet, "so Raven, where's the camera?"
"Uhhh," she said, rolling her eyes in thought, "Vegeta has it."
Boardock's tail was lashing back and forth in anger, "well, if you want to live any longer, than you get it." He thought for a second, "and give me any doubles you might have made."
"Sorry gramps," she said in fake sorrow, "I cannot let you have it even if you do kill me, it is too precious. Maybe I'll let you have it when your dying."
"YOU BRAT!" He screeched and lunged. Raven turned and sprinted off before he caught her.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH MURDER!" she yelled as he gave chase, hands determined to strangle the little brat. She hid behind Bra, "save me Bra," she said in a playful way.
Boardock knocked Bra aside as lightly as he could, and placed it hands around Raven's throat and lifted her into the so her tail just missed the ground and full length.
Trunks paled, not because Raven was being choked by her enraged Grandfather, because an angry blue haired woman stepped out of an arrived air plane. He said very quietly, "mom's here."
Boardock dropped Raven as a rock connected with is skull. Thoroughly annoyed, he turned to pursue the thrower. He saw Trunks pointed to Bulma, holding on of the swords from Raven's room like she knew how to use it.
Bulma stopped short of the tall Saiyan that resembled Goku so much, "well hello Boardock, I have something for you. I was just bringing it to your place." She held out an unopened bottle of black hair dye.
Goten's head poked nervously out of the plane and then joined Trunks. Boardock grinned as he took the bottle, "so, you saw the video."
She toyed with the katana's blade, "Vegeta mentioned something about it and I made him show me."
"Do you happen to have it with you?" He asked eagerly.
"Why yes," Bulma said all too nicely, eyes glancing to her children and Raven every few seconds. Digging in her shirt, she pulled out a VHS tape and gave it to the Saiyan.
"Thanks," Boardock saluted and crushed it before blasting off with a veil of green Ki.
She smiled and turned to the three remaining Saiyans, "IN THE PLANE NOOOOW, YOUR ALL GROUNDED!" Bulma walked up to a slightly jostled up Lynx, "honey, you can ride in front, your not grounded."
Lynx's eyes jerked to Raven, who nodded before sulking off to the plane, and then took Bulma's outstretched hand. Right before they flew off, Bulma chucked the sheathed sword to Raven rather forcefully. She sighed as she watched the two girls, Janet and Sasha, nod to eachother nod fly off of on their own, a white Ki surrounding them both. *******************
Whooobles (don't ask, I don't know either) That chapter took the longest to write. Bad me, bad me. For all u ppl who actually read this fic, I'm sorry I haven't updated sooner. Next chapter has a kick *ahem* butt fight scene. Plz update plz plz plz. I luv getting updates, I don't care what type. Complain of you want, it's all welcome.