The little Orphan Girl

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The building was massive.

That was Susie's first thought when they arrived at Bulma's home. It was much bigger than her orphanage, dome shaped, painted in yellow. It had a nice lush green garden, quite shady. For the next few days that she would be here, she was going to spend her time in the garden.

Susie was in awe when she entered the house. However, she kept it to herself.

"Susie, I think you will like to meet your sister," Bulma said gently. Susie remembered that blue haired girl with excessive makeup. She wanted to groan in annoyance. Not that kid!

"Bulla! Bulla! Come down and meet your sister!"

Bulla came running down the stairs, a happy smile on her face. She had got her hair curled and again she was wearing makeup. Bulla was, obviously, curious and excited to know who her new sister was. She had frantically prayed that it would not be Susie. But when she saw that her prayers had not been answered her happy and welcoming expression faltered, just for a moment. Seeing the surprise on Bulla's face, Susie smirked. Bulla smiled at her again as she reached them.

"Hi Susie!" she said cheerfully. She wished she felt half as cheerful as she sounded.

"Hello Bulla," Susie said politely.

The two eyed each other for a few moments and Bulma realised that the silence was not good.

"So," she said, "Bulla, meet your sister, Susie."

The two girls formally shook hands. "I guess you will be face friends," Bulma said. Susie's face turned expressionless again and she turned towards Bulma. "Can you show me to my room, Mrs. Briefs?" she asked. "Of course. And you can call me mom, mother, mama… anything you like," Bulma replied. Susie regarded her coldly and tilted her head slightly. "Oh… okay, you can call me Bulma," Bulma said, smiling at her kindly. "Fine," she replied.

"Trunks?"

"Yes mom," the man replied then lifting Susie's bag he turned to her. "This way, little sister," he said and started ahead. Susie glared at his retreating form, her eyes narrowed. Then her face became devoid of any emotion again and she followed him in.


"So this is your room," Trunks announced as they stepped in.

Susie looked around. It had a nice armchair, pink in colour, which sort of put off her mood. There was a huge round fluffy bed and it also had pink sheets. The curtains were pink, the walls were light pink and Susie noticed that nearly everything was pink. There were some beautiful paintings hanging on the walls, a desk and a chair in a corner, near which stood a book case. "They must be really rich, living so lavishly," Susie thought, "This must be Bulla's old room or something. That explains the pink decoration."

"So Susie, do you like it?" Trunks asked.

"Yes, it's good," Susie replied.

"If you need anything, just ask. Don't be shy, okay?"

Susie smirked. "Trunks, I am never shy. That's what gets me kicked out every time."

As if unsure of what to do, Trunks gave a weak chuckle.

"Anyway, see you at dinner," he said and left the room.

Susie settled herself on the sofa, wondering how long she would actually last here.


"I don't like her, mom."

Bulma was tired of hearing her daughter rant about Susie.

"She's not nice!" "She's horrible!" "I don't like her!" "She's really scary!"

Bulla just kept on repeating these lines and Bulma was really restraining herself from yelling at her.

"Give her a break, Bulla! She has been through a lot!" Bulma said.

"Oh I really want to meet the little sweetheart, especially if Bulla is so mad at her," Bunny said and laughed as she prepared dinner. Bulla groaned silently.

But what she said was, "I will try to be nice to her."

It was at that moment that Vegeta decided to enter the kitchen.

"Hurry up woman! I am hungry!" he growled.

Bulma rolled her eyes then replied, "Try to be a little patient, Vegeta."

"Whatever."

The Saiyan Prince could feel his wife's glare and he ignored it skilfully.

"Look," he said at last, "I'll treat the kid just as I treat the other two. For me all of them are brats."

"Be easy on her, Vegeta."

"Why should he?" Bulla asked.

She was met by a yell "Bulla!" from her mother and a rather stern look from her father. The girl clenched her fists. So the new girl had already started to turn her parents against her. She would get back at her.

"Okay the dinner's ready!" Bunny said.

"Go Bulla, call Susie down for dinner," Bulma said. Bulla nodded and then left.


Susie was not in her room. Bulla tried not to smile; did the girl run away? She knew she was fooling herself thinking that way. Susie's bag was still in the room.

"Susie!" Bulla called out to her. She looked out of the window and saw the girl sitting under a tree, on a bench, as still as a statue. Bulla thought about just flying down to her. She decided against it. Though she did not like Susie much, she did not want to scare the girl out of her mind.

Susie had her eyes closed as she sat under the comforting shade of the tree. It sort of reminded her of her Orphanage, which comforted her and infuriated her at the same time. Comforted because it felt like, like home and infuriated because it reminded her of Janet.

"Susie!"

The girl opened her eyes to look at Bulla. "Mom's calling you for dinner," she said. "I'm coming," Susie replied. The two looked at each other for a while then Bulla turned around and went straight for the house. With a sigh Susie followed her in.


"Hello Cissy!"

"Uh Susie," Susie replied.

The moment she met Bulma's parents Susie felt that they were certainly a very interesting specimen.

"Hello young lady," Mr Briefs said and brought out his hand. Susie shook it. "Hello."

That was when Bunny took her in a rib cracking hug.

"Hello Cissy!"

"Uh Susie," Susie corrected her in a choked voice. "Oh sorry honey," Bunny said and laughed. Susie kept her face impassive but she was finding hard not to laugh.

The Briefs tried hard to engage her in a conversation but to no avail. At last they gave up and decided to leave but not before Bunny promised her that she would meet Susie again the next day and she would surely make her laugh. Susie shuddered at the very thought.


Everyone was present in the dining hall except Vegeta. Susie wondered where he was. Then she spotted a structure outside the house. The lights were on in the building. Susie frowned. How come she missed that structure before?

"Dad's there."

Susie whirled around to face Trunks who was right behind her. "Why is he there? And what is that thing?" she asked, trying to keep her voice plain and devoid of all curiosity. "That's the Gravity Room. Father trains there so that he can get stronger."

"Won't he come for dinner?"

"He has already had his dinner."

Without saying anything else Trunks went and sat at the table.

Everyone was speaking about the day's events excitedly; Trunks about Capsule Corp., Bulma and Mr Briefs about a little experiment they were doing, Bulla about school and Mrs Briefs about the household, and how pleased she was to meet Susie, and how she wanted to keep the girl with her forever. Susie was sitting next to Trunks, who told her about his company. Susie was really amazed to find out that he was the President of such a successful company at such a young age.

Before she could stop herself she said, "You must be really talented and hardworking, and skilled at your work."

She realised she had actually complemented him, which was very unlike her.

"Well, I enjoy my work. I just follow one principle; I follow my heart."

Follow my heart, Susie thought, but what does my heart say? Do I trust them? No, it's too early to decide.

She noticed Bulla, who was sitting right in front of her. She was wearing a frown and she seemed to be glaring at Trunks. It dawned on Susie that Bulla was jealous, jealous of the affection and attention that her brother gave his 'new sister'. Susie did not want to take Bulla's place, though she knew she never would be able to. However she could not convince Bulla to see it her way, so she shrugged and went silent.

"Sweetheart, tell us something about yourself," Bunny said, smiling. "Is she always smiling?" Susie thought. She pondered on whether she should tell them about herself, her likes and dislikes, then decided against it. Not now.

"Well I am an orphan. I have been living at Shadow Ridge Orphanage since I was five. That's all there is to know about me."

Everyone dropped their gaze at that. A silence followed Susie's statement and she continued eating as if nothing had happened. Trunks placed a gentle hand on her shoulder and squeezed it lightly.

"You are not an orphan anymore. You have a family. We are your family, Susie," he said softly so that only she heard him. She looked at him for a second then lowered her gaze to her lap. Abruptly she stood up.

"Can I go to bed, Mrs – Bulma?" she asked politely.

"Sure honey."

With that Susie went to her room without a word.


It was midnight now. Susie was staring out of her window, her face blank, eyes lidded.

"I will not trust them. I won't. Just a couple of days and they will throw me out too. But what if they actually want to help? No, that can never be the case."

Follow your heart.

"Rubbish," she muttered. She had followed her heart and trusted Janet, befriended her. Now, after what had happened, she did not trust her heart. Anyway, that phrase was wrong. Heart is just an organ that pumps blood, she thought.

She closed her eyes. "Let's see what happens tomorrow," she thought and threw herself down on the bed.

It was three hours later when she actually went to sleep.


I have not watched Dragon Ball GT and I watched Dragon Ball Z more than five years ago, so the details might not be accurate. Thank you for reading.