Nick Mathias's mansion was massive. The party took place on the second floor, but that was about as big as an acre. Many people attended, and as Trunks, Scatter, and Bra walked in, they were quite amazed at this apparent financial 'negotiation.' Scatter and Trunks were decked out in black tuxes, along with black bowties and black vests, complimented with a red undershirt. Bra wore a long satin dress, matching the color of her eyes. Her hair was up, and she looked quite lovely, as the eyes of many guys turned to look at her as they strolled in.

Trunks quickly found Nick in the corner, surrounded by at least ten women.

Well, Trunks thought, So much for this meeting. He smiled and waved to his coworker, which received a smile and a whisper to another girl, who shot a glance in his direction. She smiled and walked over to him. Within a few minutes, they were deep in conversation, so Scatter decided to go find the drinks, while Bra tagged along.

"Scatter," Bra said, trying to strike up a conversation herself, "Everything all right? You don't seem yourself lately." Scatter glanced at Bra, narrowing his eyes.

"Thanks mom," Scatter replied, "I'm fine." Bra frowned and continued walking next to him.

"Sorry for being concerned," Bra said, irritated, "You've just changed your attitude with me in the past couple of weeks and I wanted to know why. You used to be so light and carefree around me, but now you aren't." Scatter shrugged.

"I'm sure it's nothing a few drinks can't fix," He said. Bra sighed and picked up a glass of champagne off of a tray. Scatter decided on a scotch on the rocks.

"Look," Scatter said, obviously trying to get away, "I'm gonna go find your brother. Try to find something to do." Bra glared at Scatter.

"Don't talk to me like I'm a child!" Bra said, but Scatter was gone. He was out wandering around somewhere in this vast place, and Bra didn't feel like trying to find him, as much as she wanted to. She decided to go step outside onto the balcony.

It was a cool night. A light brisk breeze fell upon the landscape, giving a chilly aura to the surrounding trees. Stars sparkled in the clear night sky, making this somewhat taunting night feel a little bit better. Bra looked at her watch.

"Only eight-thirty," She said aloud, "we're gonna be here till at least eleven, probably later." She sighed and took a sip of her champagne. She didn't realize that a guy had sauntered up next to her until she felt his arm slip around her waist.

Bra turned to see if her hoping was becoming a reality, but of course not. It was some guy she knew from her business associates. She couldn't even remember his name.

"Hey there," His voice scratchy, to which Bra related to nails on a chalkboard, "you look lonely. Want some company?" Bra smiled a fake smile before taking his arm and un-slipping it from her waist.

"No thanks," Bra said, trying to be nice, "I'm taken tonight." The guy shrugged.

"So what?" He replied, "No one has to know…" He returned his arm to her waist.

"Yes it does," Bra said, obviously irritated now. She angrily ripped his hand from her waist and walked back into the house, looking for her brother. She was ready to go home.

Trunks was in the corner, talking with the same girl he was introduced to by Nick. She didn't care though, and tapped him on the shoulder.

"What?" Trunks asked, peeved. Bra tapped her foot.

"I want to go home," She said, "I'm sick of this place." Trunks ignored her and returned back to his girl. Bra snorted and decided to look for Scatter. If her brother wouldn't help her, maybe he would.

Bra searched everywhere for Scatter, but she couldn't find him. He wasn't by the drinks, and wasn't by the food (surprisingly). She had just about given up when she saw him on the balcony.

Walking through the crowd, Bra saw that Scatter wasn't alone. He was with another girl, and her heart was breaking with every step she took. She toughed it out and walked up, not caring what the other girl thought.

"Scatter," Bra said, but Scatter didn't even turn around.

"What Bra," he responded, "Don't you see I'm busy?" Bra frowned. What the hell is going on?

"Yes, I see that," Bra said, "But—" Scatter cut her off.

"Sorry, Bra," Scatter said, "this will have to wait." The girl he was talking to started to look a little scared.

"No! It can't wait!" Bra shouted. Scatter turned to the girl, calmly.

"Hey, go wait inside for a minute." He told her, and she walked in the house, giving Bra a dirty look. Scatter waited until the girl was out of site before beginning her rant.

"Bra, why are you so god damned annoying?!" Scatter said, almost shouting. Bra was taken aback. "You follow me everywhere. I know you have a crush on me, but get over it. You're nothing but a little sister to me, and you'll be nothing more."

Tears started welling up in Bra's eyes.

"Just go away," Scatter said, taking his voice down a notch, "Grow up a little bit." Scatter didn't see the hand coming to slap him.

Bra followed through with her slap, the sound resonating around the balcony. Bra's momentum turned her around almost all the way, but during her spin, she didn't realize what had happened to Scatter.

Her slap had caused him to slip off the balcony. Scatter was probably just as shocked as Bra was and probably didn't even know what had happened until it was too late. Bra looked over the edge of the balcony.

Scatter lied on the ground, unconscious.

Oh shit, what have I done? Bra thought. Bra quickly jumped over the edge, levitating down. She may not have had an interest in fighting, but she knew basic ki. She landed on the spot next to Scatter and got a better look at him.

He was bleeding from the back of his head.

"Scatter, oh god, "Bra said, "Scatter, please wake up. I'm sorry; I didn't mean to slap you. Scatter!" But Scatter didn't move. Bra checked his breathing, and it was still there, but she needed to get Trunks.

"Scatter I'll be right back!" Bra said to the unconscious Saiyan before flying up to the balcony and running into the room.

Purple hair purple hair purple hair Bra thought as she searched for her brother's mop top. Finally she spotted it, over by the drink table. She started to run over to him, but stopped suddenly.

What am I going to tell him happened? Bra thought, Should I say he just fell? Yeah, if it comes up later, I'll just explain then.

Bra continued her run to her brother, almost knocking him over when she got there. He was not happy.

"Bra, what do you want now?" He asked; his patience thin. But something looked different in her eyes that before, Trunks noticed.

"Scatter fell!" Bra said, "He fell off the balcony and he's unconscious! We need to help him!" Trunks dropped his drink and ran out to the balcony with his sister.