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The Perfect Life – Chapter 12 - Epilogue

Friday July 1st, 9:55am

"Shamika! Jamie! Nicole! Let's go! Grandma B is expecting us in ten minutes!" And older bra with short blue hair was standing at the bottom of the attic stairs. She had her hands on her hips as she taped her foot on the floor. She was wearing a white tank top and a black mini skirt with white sandals. Loud music could be heard coming from the attic where the three girls were. "Shamika! I'll send your father up there!" Bra was fiddling with a gold ring, which was handing on a silver chain, around her neck. "Bra, don't play with it. You already broke three chains. And all three were sterling silver." And older looking Pan stepped out of her room wearing a denim mini skirt and white blouse. Her long black hair was up in a bun and she was wearing white fuzzy slippers. "Pan, they won't come down. Where is Trunks?" Bra looked over at her best friend just as a head of purple hair was coming up the stairs. "Trunks get them down. Hello boys." Bra looked over at her brother. Next to him was a teenaged boy around age 17, with black hair. He was the spitting image of Trunks. "Hello Aunt Bra." The older boy, by the name of Trunks Jr, said. On JR's back, was a little boy, around age 11 with black hair as well. This boy, named Nikko, was the spitting image of Vegeta only with short, combed hair. "Hi auntie B!" The little boy jumped off his brother's back and ran to his mother, Pan. "Where were you Nikko?" Pan squatted down to her little son's height and looked him in the eyes. "Out racing JR." The little boy replied. Nikko wanted to be an auto racer when he grew up. His brother wanted to be a world champion. "Jr was training outside and I asked him to race me on my bike." Nikko looked over at his father for back up. "Its true Pan, Nikko was on his bike and JR was chasing him on foot." Trunks smiled as he went into his room to change.

"JR, you know we have somewhere to be, why would you be training at this hour?" Pan looked up at her oldest son who was walking towards her. He was only a foot taller then his mother, but that's only because his father was always big. "Because." Jr smirked and headed for his room, which was the green room. "Wait for me bro!" Nikko ran after his brother. Nikko and JR shared a room since they were brothers. "SHAMIKA!" Bra screamed up the attic again. "Bra, try calling their band name." Trunks walked out of his room and looked over at his sister. Trunks was wearing his black shorts and white tee shirt. "Okay. Hey, Bratz, can you PLEASE come down now?" Bra stood back when she heard the music upstairs shut down. In a thundering herd, the three girls came downstairs. Shamika, the oldest of the three, had long purple hair and a silver highlight. She was about age 16. She looked like her mother, Pan, but had Trunks' eyes. She was carrying a purple and silver twist painted electric guitar. She was wearing a purple mini skirt and white tank top. She had on a large purple over coat and white platform shoes. On the back of the coat was the word Bratz written in silver fancy letters.

Jamie and Nicole came down next, each 16, but younger then Shamika by 6 months. They were the daughters of Bra, and the long blue hair proved it. Nicole was wearing a white tank top and blue pants with matching white platform shoes. Her twin sister, Jamie, was wearing the same outfit; only her hair was short and crimped. Nicole and Jamie were carrying blue and silver twist painted electric guitars. "Hey, how is hanging?" Shamika walked over to her mother and kissed her on the cheek. "Thanks again for booking us the concert tonight at the hall." Shamika winked at her father then headed into her room, which was the purple one. "Yeah, thanks auntie P." Jamie and Nicole came running into their mother's, Bra, arms. "Hey girls. Now remember what I told you." Bra winked down at her two teenaged girls and shooed them off into their pink room. "Okay, we're in the cars in five, okay?" Pan said, talking to the hallway. "Okay!" came five different voices from three different rooms. "I need to go get my bag. Be out in 3." Bra headed into the green room, which Pan and Trunks are letting her stay in since her husband died eleven years ago.

"Pan, have you seen my key?" Trunks was scratching his head standing in front of the new fireplace in the living room. "No, did you look in your car?" Pan yelled from the kitchen where she was trying to find her wallet. "Seen my wallet?" Trunks laughed and yelled back 'no'. When Trunks turned around to face the fireplace, he saw 8 different pictures. The biggest one, which was in the middle, was the family portrait, which was taken only two months ago. It had Trunks in pan standing in the background with Shamika sitting in the front wearing her concert outfit and holding her guitar. JR as holding his little brother and was sitting next to his sister. Nikko was holding a toy racecar while JR wore the gold metal he won at the last World Martial Arts Tournament. The small one to the right was Bra and her two daughters' family portrait. The other five smaller pictures were all the children's school pictures. Then there was one last picture that stuck out. It wasn't on the mantle with the rest; it was hanging on the wall next to the window. It was the multiple picture frame, which held the photos of Trunks and Pan's wedding. He stared at it for a while before his attention was diverted when his daughter yelled to him. "Papa! Ca we go now? I want to get there early so I can get a good seat in the limousine."

"Yep, go pile into my car, JR is driving. All the adults will be in Aunt B's car." Trunks yelled back to Shamika who bolded out the door. "Why do I get the Bratz?" Jr asked as he walked outside. "Your just lucky." Pan responded as she followed him. "Lock up dead?" Pan turned to Trunks just as Bra and Nikko walked past Pan and headed outside. "Yep." Trunks turned back to the pictures as Pan left. "I can't believe how quickly time moves." Trunks smiled."It seams like only yesterday she was torturing me. Well…I guess nothing has changed." Trunks pulled a picture out from behind another picture. It was the pirate picture. "Nope nothing has changed." Pan forced a hat onto Trunks' head then ran out the door. "Pan! I'll get you!" Trunks ran after his wife, locking the door before he did.

The End!