Author's Note: Trunks, Goten, Marron, Bra, Uub and Pan are all living off one another in the heart of West City. This parody follows the gang through massive mayhem, family trouble, past and future romances, fights, laughter, tears, and surprises in all shapes and sizes as they learn what it really means to be friends. If you figure out the parody, you get a cookie.
Special shout outs/bear hugs to my three best reviewers: xconversegirl99x, Tiffany7898 and Writer'sFantasy. Love how you all have caught on and keep me inspired. Thank you, honestly, from one writer to another. This chapter is dedicated to you three!
*Happy Reading!*
-short pants
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"…I remember the moonlight coming through the window …" Goten's voice softly floated into Uub's ears. The back of his head was on fire – he could barely get his eyes to open. He heard beeping and suddenly realized he was in a strange room he'd never been in before.
"What happened?" Uub managed. He heard Trunks and Goten chuckle as his vision came too.
"Welcome back to the world of the living!" Trunks laughed. "We tried to stop it, but we were too late. One of the fighters came down and smashed you in the back of the head with your own chair."
"How long have I been out for?"
"About two hours. The nurse just came in to give you a mild sedative," explained Trunks.
"... Valese's face had the most incredible glow that night," said Goten, still in his own little world. Trunks rolled his eyes.
"Could I get some sedatives too please?" Trunks called to the nurse.
"Man, enough already," Uub moaned. "What's so great about today anyway? So you slept with her the first time – big deal. You slept with her for years after that!"
"It's complicated…" replied Goten. Uub reached up to feel the bandage on his hand. He began to think the pain he was feeling wasn't necessarily from the crack over the head.
"Well, what then? What is it? That she left you for another man? An older man? With three eyes?" Uub grunted. Goten looked back at his friend in the hospital bed.
"A little louder next time, Uub."
"Then what?" Trunks and Uub asked together?
"My first time with Valese….. Was my first time ever." Trunks' mouth fell open.
"You were a virgin until you were 22? How is that possible?" he asked Goten. "How did I not know?"
"Your whole life, you've only been with one…" Uub started until Goten shot him a look.
"Woah – Goten. This fight was a terrible mistake! There was a whole bunch of stuff we could've done tonight!" Trunks laughed and clapped his head on his best friend's shoulder. Goten looked away trying to hide his blush.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm going to go find a vending machine." Goten stood up and stretched his arms above his head. "Want anything Uub?"
"No man, I'm cool." Goten walked out of the room in search of sustenance. Trunks looked over to Uub.
"I can't believe I never knew that about him – he's only had sex with one woman!" Trunks raked his hand through his hair. Uub winced as he pulled himself up on his bed.
"Well Trunks, I think it's great. You know, it's sweet and romantic…" Uub began. Trunks gave him a look and they both started chuckling.
"You're bull-shitting me right?"
"You really have to ask?" Uub laughed. "The guy's a freak!" Goten walked back into the room and tossed Trunks a candy bar.
"Hey buddy!" Trunks and Uub cheered Goten on.
"Nurse said she'll be in soon to unplug you. Your scan came back good and we finally can go home," Goten said breathing a sigh of relief. It'd had been a long night. He ripped open his candy bar and took a big bite.
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Trunks and Goten got Uub back to their apartment building with no further interruptions. Before Trunks left for the night, the three men stopped up at Marron's apartment to see how the night turned out for them. The minute Goten opened the door, he wished he hadn't. In the middle of the living room, with pillows and empty martini glasses everywhere, Marron, Bra and his baby niece Pan were drunkenly playing Twister.
"Seriously Marron? I can't leave you alone with Pan for one damn second!" The girls spotted them and toppled over the Twister mat, laughing.
"Come play with us!" Marron begged. Pan pushed herself up off the floor, blushing. "Uub – sorry to hear about your head! You can do the spinning – we've been taking turns but it's really not working out for us as you can see."
"Are you drunk Marron?" Trunks smirked as he walked towards the two remaining girls on the mat. Marron's face turned beat red as she broke out into a fit of laughter. The phone started to ring, so Trunks picked it up. "Chestnut-Briefs residence," he answered. Uub grabbed the spinner from off the floor and sat down on the couch. "Bra – it's your credit card company again." Bra's eyes widened as she scrambled to get up. Trunks handed her the phone and walked back to the game. He flipped off his shoes and motioned to Uub to spin the arrow. Goten laughed as he watched Trunks, Marron and Pan play with Uub directing them.
"Hello?" Bra answered. "Oh yes, no. I know. I really haven't been using it much lately." She paused as she glanced over to her friends.
"Okay, Marron – right food red." Uub instructed. "Trunks – left hand green. Pan – right hand blue. Marron keep your right hand on the green!" Trunks admired Marron's butt in his face.
"We should play this more often!" he laughed as he bumped the top of his head into her bottom. This caused her to lose her balance and topple over onto him and Pan fell to the side laughing.
"..Hm?" Bra asked the man on the phone. She looked over to her friends laughing together – even her brother was having fun. "Oh, I'm fine. Thank you for calling." Bra smiled into the receiver and hung up.
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Later that evening, Goten helped Bra put Pan to bed on his couch in his apartment with Uub, who had retired a few hours before.
"Hey Bra – could I ask you a question?" He timidly asked as she helped cover Pan with a blanket. Bra smiled up at him.
"Of course Goten, ask away." She stood up and straightened her tank top. Goten scratched the back of his head and smiled back.
"I really appreciate your help with Pan tonight – Gohan would kill me if he found out how drunk she got. Ever since he divorced Videl…" Goten cleared his throat. "Anyway – you're always there for me and I really admire you right now, you know taking your life into your own hands and paving your way…"
"Okay…" Bra urged him on. Goten cleared his throat again.
"Would it be okay if I asked you out sometime?" he asked.
"Yeah, sure okay." Bra cupped his cheek. He brushed his fingers against the back of her hand.
"Great." He nodded to her.
"Good night Goten," she winked at him and walked out of his apartment.
"Good night Bra…"
She closed the door behind her and clutched her chest. Did that really just happen? Holy crap, her heart was racing. Bra smiled to herself and quietly walked back to her apartment.
"Would you let it go Trunks?" Marron bellowed. "It's not that big of a deal!"
"I just saw it with my own eyes!" he yelled back. Bra closed her apartment door behind her to find Trunks and Marron in an intense conversation in the kitchen. "Bra, that's amazing. She literally reached in there, did one little maneuver, and BAM, pulled her bra right out of her sleeve! As far as I'm concerned, there's nothing a guy can do that comes even close!"
"Come on Trunks," Bra laughed at her brother. "You guys pee standing up!" Marron nodded in agreement.
"Well women get to see and play with breasts any time they want. Just look down and they're right there! How you ladies get any work done is beyond me."
"Well men do mean things all the time and they don't even care! I've never understood that!" Marron mentioned. Trunks looked at her triumphantly and responded:
"Multiple orgasms." Marron threw her hands up in the air.
"You're hopeless Trunks."
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The next morning, the gang all met up at Yajirobe's Coffee Shop so Pan could see where Bra worked – and they all could get some much needed food and coffee. Pan barely lifted her head off the table all morning – the last of her tea went cold. Goten placed a hand on his niece's back and rubbed.
"It's temporary Pan, I promise. As soon as the meds and caffeine kick in, you'll be fine," Goten reassured her. She peered up from her arms and thanked her uncle.
"So, it's Saturday night! Anyone have anything planned?" Uub asked.
"No plans Uub?" Trunks asked not looking up from his laptop.
"Not a one!" He took a sip of his tea. "What about you Trunks?" Trunks peered at him menacingly from his screen. "Maybe… Breaking up with Gen?"
"Damn it Uub." Trunks closed his laptop and pinched the skin between his eyes. His head hurt and he didn't want to discuss this now.
"Trunks, no one likes breaking up with someone," Marron stated. "Just end it and be done – like ripping off a band-aid." Trunks looked up at her with his eyebrow raised. Bra started making her way towards them with their second orders.
"No, I know. It's just so damn awkward," sighed Trunks. He graciously accepted his second cup of coffee from his sister. "She just has no idea it's going to happen. Once I finally work up the gut to end it, there's that horribly awkward moment and I don't have the mental capacity to deal with this today."
"Why do you have to break up with her anyway? Just be a man – stop calling her!" Uub chuckled.
"Does anyone need anything else?" Bra stated a bit loud.
"Oh yeah!" Uub's eyes grew. "Last week Yajirobe had this delicious nutty, chocolate pie cake –" Bra sent him a death glare. "N-Never mind. I'm fine."
"Woah, Bra what's wrong?" Marron questioned. Bra sighed and plopped down next to Pan.
"Mom offered me a brand new convertible hovercraft if I move back in…" Bra stated glumly. "She even called me young lady."
"Boy I hate it when mom offers me a convertible and calls me that too," Trunks sighed and shook his head. Bra moved her glare to Trunks. "Did she give you that whole 'You're not up to this!' thing again?" She nodded glumly.
"Only this time, it was the extended version with three choruses of 'Hate to say I told you so!' Sorry guys, she just frustrates me!" Yajirobe called Bra over to the bar to cover for his lunch.
"Holy shit. Guys, Isamu just walked in," Uub announced. Marron, Trunks and Goten spun their heads around to look. A blonde woman with dark skin made her way to the bar and gave her order to Bra and sat down at a nearby table. Uub turned back to his friends.
"Wow, being dumped by you obviously agreed with her Uub!" Marron noted.
"Are you going to go over there?" asked Pan as she took a sip of her second tea. Goten got up to use the restroom. Uub nodded and looked down at the table.
"Can't seem to eager," he breathed. "One, Two, Three, Four, FiveSixSevenEightNineTen." Uub pushed-off and walked over to her. Meanwhile, Goten made his way casually over to where Bra was working.
"So, uh, Bra – what are you doing tonight?" he asked, cooly. Bra worked her rag over the counter.
"Big glamourous night planned – Marron is taking me for my first Laundromat!" Bra joked. Goten smiled with her.
"Well that sounds fun – may I join?" He asked. Bra smiled.
"Of course! We're leaving at seven." She winked and turned away from him. Goten felt the heat in his cheeks rise so he quickly turned towards the bathroom. He entered the stall and realized for the first time how sweaty his palms were. He rubbed them on his jeans to try and dry them off. He heard someone else come in to use the bathroom, so Goten quickly finished and exited. He found Uub staring at himself in the mirror.
"Hey – I need a favor." He looked at Goten through the mirror.
"Good because I need one too." Once Videl picked up Pan at Yajirobe's Coffee Shop, Goten and Uub made their way back to their apartment to begin their plot.
"Well, I guess I'll start," Goten said and cleared his throat nervously. "Tonight, I need to get Marron away from Bra so we can have some, uh, alone time together." Uub slowly nodded his head as Goten spoke.
"Oh," Uub said surprised. "Well, hold on Goten – have you even thought this through?"
"It's laundry – the thinking through is minimal!"
"But it'd be just you and Bra, right? Just the two of you?" asked Uub. Goten nodded to his friend. "This is a date. You're going on a date with Bra."
"No, no it's not like that!" Goten swore and scratched the back of his head nervously.
"Yuh-huh!" Uub argued.
"Nuh-uh!" Goten argued back. Uub laughed.
"Well, you may want to rethink your dirty underwear!" said Uub. "This is basically the first time she's going to see your underwear – you want it to be dirty?" Goten shook his head no. "Oh, and the fabric softener?"
"So what I use Snuggles – you use it too!" accused Goten. Damn roommate knows all my business. "I'm a sensitive and warm man – like a teddy bear…." Uub raised his eyebrow – Goten was defeated. "I'll figure something else out…" Uub grinned and crossed his arms.
"You like Bra…"
"Anyway - what did you need from me?"
"Oh, just a reason to steal Marron for my devious plot tonight. And you gave me all the ammo I need. Thanks Goten!" Uub said as he clapped a hand on his shoulder. "See ya later!"
"W-Wait! Don't tell her!"
"Nah- we're cool. Your secret is safe with me." Uub turned and walked out of their apartment. Marron had to be back by now. He opened the door to find the two girls sorting their laundry in the living room. "Marron! I need you!" Marron looked up at him, surprised.
"How can I help you this evening, Uub?" He strode over to her and engulfed her in a hug.
"Goten agreed to wash your clothes and teach Bra the ins and outs of the Laundromat to free you up this evening!" Marron looked at him comfused.
"What do you need me for?"
"I need a hot favor from a hot friend. If we leave right now, we can make it to the West City Mall just in time."
"Uh – what are we going to do there?"
"I'm going to buy you a sexy dress, that's what we're going to do. And then you, my dear, will accompany me to Isamu's party so I can win her back!" Bra and Marron looked at each other, looked at Uub and busted out laughing.
"And why would I do this for you?" Marron chuckled.
"Because she has a hot brother who is just perfect for you," Uub lied. Marron raised her eye brow.
"The last time you tried to hook me up with someone... was the last time," she stated. Uub dropped to his knees and kissed her hand.
"Please Marron – His name is Jigme and he's really handsome and sophisticated. Today, after speaking with her, I realized how much I screwed up with Isamu. Maybe if I help her brother, she'll see me in a new light and take me back!" begged Uub. Marron glanced over to Bra.
"Are you fine with this?"
"Yeah, sure!" Bra answered back. "It'll be fun with Goten!" Marron rolled her eyes and looked down at the pleading Uub.
"Fine – but you're buying me a really nice dress," she agreed. Uub grabbed Marron and twirled her in the air.
"Thank you, Thank you, Thank you!"
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Marron picked out a simple black cocktail dress that dipped low in the back and accentuated her curves quite nicely.
"Damn Marron, you know how to pick a dress out!" Uub complimented her as she came out of the store.
"Let's get this thing over with so I can use this dress again without having to pay for it to be dry cleaned, okay?" Marron said as she hailed a cab. Uub looked at her suspiciously.
"What are you doing?"
"Getting a ride…" Uub smirked and picked her up, honey-mooners style. Marron's eyes widened in horror.
"Baby, I am your ride." There was no use for Marron to resist – so she just squeezed her eyes shut the entire time. It wasn't so bad though. She barely felt the wind sweep past them as he flew her through the city. She looked up at him through her lashes. Uub really cleaned up nice. His attire really made him look handsome, she had to admit. The black soft fabric of his shirt really accentuated his sharp features. Marron blushed as her thoughts ran away with her imagination.
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Bra arrived to the Laundromat a little bit before Goten did. She placed her clothes on a washer as she waited for Goten to show up. She had no idea where to begin anyway. The Laundromat seemed busy to her – especially for a Saturday night. She watched an old man walk inside, pushing a cart full of clothes. He stopped where Bra had put her clothes earlier and moved her hamper to the side. He then began loading that washer with his things. Bra hopped off the folding table and casually walked over to the elder man.
"Excuse me," she said. "I was kind of using that machine there sir." The man didn't look up at her.
"Now you're kind of not," he spat, rudely.
"B-But I saved it. I put my basket on top…"
"That basket? I see it. No bubbles." He continued to work.
"What?" Bra grabbed her hamper off the machine.
"No bubbles, not in use. Got it?" Bra slowly backed away from the man, panicked. What is this cruel place? Bra bumped into a warm figure behind her.
"Hey!" A familiar face greeted her. Bra half smiled and looked again at the elder man. She sighed and looked back at Goten.
"Hi Goten – this place is not a nice place. That horrible old man just took my machine," admitted Bra. Goten looked down to her and frowned.
"Was your hamper on top?"
"Y-Yeah," Bra replied. "But there were no bubbles…"
"So..?"
"No bubbles, not in use…" Bra's voice faltered. Goten shook his head and furrowed his brow.
"Not in use? Hold on Bra," he said as he pushed past her. He walked up to the elder man and greeted him. "Excuse me sir, but that's my friend's machine." The old man looked up at Goten.
"Her stuff wasn't in it!" the old man accused.
"That's not the rule and you know it!" Goten glared down at the old man. He was two times the size of him. He began to nervously laugh and unload his things from the machine.
"S-Sorry for the confusion," he apologized and hobbled away. Goten turned to Bra who had tears in her eyes.
"Thank you Goten!" she said excitedly and hugged him. "I can't even send back a cocktail! That was incredible!" Goten blushed as the blunette released him. "Let's do laundry!"
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Uub led Marron into the giant apartment building and up the elevators to the 23rd floor. Marron straightened out her dress before Uub knocked twice. The door opened and Isamu appeared.
"We made it!" Uub greeted her with a warm hug. "This is my girlfriend Marron! Marron, meet Isamu!" Marron looked at Uub in horror as the young woman greeted her with a hug. She mouthed girlfriend to him angrily. Uub grinned back and made a kiss face.
"So nice to officially meet you Marron. Lovely dress." Isamu said. Marron thanked her but Isamu wasn't done. "Love the blonde too Marron – you must give me the number to your hair dresser."
"Oh it's ah – natural," Marron responded nervously. Isamu led them into a lavishly designed apartment.
"Drinks are in the kitchen, help yourself. We hired bartender entertainment for the evening, so order whatever you desire." With that, Isamu disappeared into the 80 or more person party. Uub pulled her over to the bar area.
"You lied to me!" Marron yelled over the loud music. Uub shrugged and frowned.
"I'm sorry – I just didn't know what to do. I can't stop thinking about Isamu!"
"So is there even a hot brother?" Marron questioned. "Gin and tonic please," she ordered from the bartender.
"Best whiskey you have, neat. Please," ordered Uub. "Jigme? He's around here somewhere." Uub spotted a handsome man necking with Isamu. He nudged Marron. "There!" Uub pointed.
"You've seemed to re-restore my faith in you in a matter of seconds." Marron eyed the handsome man, not knowing he was with the woman to his left. The bartender handed the pair their drinks. Marron and Uub cheered each other , downed their drinks, ordered one more and went their separate ways.
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Goten started loading his clothes as Bra began loading hers. He watched her put the reds with the whites and the blacks with the light colors and decided to speak up.
"Bra, are you uh, do you need help separating those?" he offered. Bra realized she was making a mistake somewhere.
"Oh no am I completely crazy? Do I need a different washer for my shirts and another one for my pants?" Bra asked as she looked up at Goten. Her blue eyes made his heart ache. He had to help.
"Bra, have you done this before?" asked Goten. Bra blushed and put down her laundry.
"Well, not myself personally," she confessed. "I know other people that have…" Goten smiled and finished up his load.
"So you need a washer for your lights, one for your darks, and one for your, um…" he paused as Bra began to sort. "…your delicates. That would be your under-panty things and bras." Bra pulled a pair of white cotton panties out of her darks and showed them to Goten.
"Do these go with the whites or delicates?" Nervously, Goten responded,
"That would be a judgment call." Bra considered it, then threw them in with the delicates.
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Isamu brought Jigme up to Uub for introductions.
"Marron went to the bathroom or something," Uub lied.
"That reminds me, I need to go myself! You two behave" Isamu made her way towards her restroom.
"So, you and Isamu, huh?" Uub asked. Jigme brushed his black long hair out of his eyes.
"Yep, pretty much."
"You are quite the lucky man," said Uub. "You know what I miss the most about her? That cute squeak she makes when she laughs – like a baby chick or a goose." Jigme eyed Uub quizzically.
"Huh – I've never really noticed," he admitted to Uub. "Marron bumped into me earlier, actually. She's a great girl!" Uub sighed heavily.
"Yeah, but it's just not going to last between us," Uub lied again. "She's too much for me in bed, you know… Sexually." Jigme nodded and took a sip of his drink.
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Marron powdered her nose at the vanity of the large master bedroom. This apartment was quite impressive – though she still preferred her own. The lines were too straight here. Isamu bumped into Marron as she was turning to leave.
"Oh hey! Marron! Are you enjoying yourself?"
"Yes, thank you for the invitation. May I be forward in telling you how terrific Jigme is?" Marron said as she smiled at Isamu.
"Yeah, he is, isn't he?" she agreed with Marron. What kind of game was Uub playing with this woman?
"It's great to meet a guy who is smart and funny," Marron continued. "And who also has an emotional age beyond nine years old." Isamu laughed.
"You know what else?" she asked. "He's unbelievable in bed." She smacked Marron's butt and walked away. Marron was so confused. Wasn't Jigme Isamu's brother?
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Bra sat on the folding table with Goten as they shared a snack from the vending machine. She took a sip of her water bottle and looked at her washers from across the room.
"I know this is going to sound so stupid Goten, but I have this feeling that if I can do this, you know, learn to do my own laundry, there really isn't anything I can't do," Bra admitted. Goten placed a hand on her shoulder.
"That's not stupid, Bra. You know, it's like the first time I had to make dinner for myself after Valese left…" Goten was interrupted by Bra's washing machine buzzing. They hopped down from the folding tables and raced towards the washers laughing. Goten opened the first one and then slammed it shut.
"What's wrong Goten?" asked Bra. He nervously laughed as he opened the door again. He pulled out a red sock from the washer washing her whites.
"You left a red sock in with your whites and now everything is kind of pink."
"Kind of pink? Or pink pink?" asked Bra as Goten pulled a now light pink shirt out of her whites load. "Pink pink…"
"Please don't be upset Bra! This could've happened to anyone."
"Except it didn't. It happened to me," Bra sighed, feeling defeated. "I'm going to look like cotton candy! What the hell am I doing? My mom is right – I can't live out on my own." Bra leaned against the washer and groaned. "I can't even do laundry…"
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Marron had to find Uub. There was something he wasn't telling her and she knew it. She bolted out of the master bedroom and into the living room. There are way too many people in here, she thought as she weaved in and out of bodies. As soon as she got to the bar, a familiar face appeared in front of her.
"Hey! Where have you been?" Uub asked over the loud music and talking.
"What is going on Uub? Why does it seem like Isamu has an incest relationship with her brother?" questioned Marron. Uub sighed and pulled her to the side.
"They're together Marron," he explained. "Look, I'm not proud of this okay?" Marron glared at him and smacked his shoulder.
"I am out of here Uub."
"He's into you Marron!" he confessed. Marron looked at him confused. "You want him, I want her!"
"Really?"
"Yeah! Come on Marron – let's put our heads together! Between the two of us, we can break them up! I'm hot, your hotter, what's not to want?" Marron chuckled and shook her head at Uub. She grabbed his whiskey neat out of his hand and down the last of the amber liquid. Marron grabbed another beverage off the bar, grabbed Uub's hand and made their way to the couple.
"Oh my goodness!" Marron exclaimed as she made it seem like someone pushed her. She fell into Jigme and poured her drink all down the front of his shirt. Uub grabbed Isamu's hand discretely and squeezed. Marron laughed and batted her eye lashes at Jigme. "I am so, so sorry," she apologized as she reached for a napkin to help wipe him clean. "I can't believe I did this!" Jigme smiled back at her as Uub said something funny in Isamu's ear causing her to laugh. She laughed pretty hard a made a goose sound that everyone around them heard. Marron mouthed, You owe me one, over her shoulder to Uub as she led Jigme away.
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"Your clothes are clean – that's what's important," Goten tried to reason with Bra. She held up another now pink shirt and sighed.
"Everything looks like pajamas now," she concluded. Goten nudged her and she smiled back. The old man from earlier passed by them and as he moved, he grabbed Bra's laundry cart. Bra looked at Goten cautiously, but he urged her on to confront him. "Sir, excuse me, we had this cart." The old man stopped and turned to her.
"I don't see your name on it," he retorted. Bra looked back to Goten who winked. I have this.
"I'm sorry, you know what sir. Maybe I wasn't being clear… This is our cart." Bra placed a hand firmly on the laundry cart.
"There aren't any clothes in it!"
"Quit making up rules!" Bra accused.
"Let go!" The old man tugged the cart away. Bra had just had about enough so she climbed in the cart, and crossed her legs and arms.
"If you want this cart, you're going to have to take me with it!" Bra stuck her tongue out at the old man. Appalled, he turned around and hobbled away. Using the surrounding washers, Bra turned herself around to face Goten. "Did you see that?!"
"That was incredible!" Goten complimented her as he walked over. He lifted her out with ease and set her down next to him. "You are incredible. Brand new Bra, ladies and gents!" Bra looked up at him as he continued to hold her.
"I couldn't have done it without you Goten," said Bra as she went up onto her tip toes to plant a kiss on his cheek. He let go as she pulled away. Goten turned to grab more clothes in the dryer to try and hide his excitement.
"More, uh, clothes in the dryer?" Goten asked as he turned his groin straight into the open door. It hit his crotch and he went down.
"Oh crap Goten!" Bra exclaimed as she rushed to where he lay clutching his groin and rolling on the floor.
"Oh yeah, that's going to leave a mark…" he whimpered.
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Bra called Trunks to help her get Goten and the laundry back to her apartment without any more incidents. She helped him onto the couch as Trunks brought up the last load.
"The dryer door? Really?" asked Trunks. Goten groaned and laid down on the couch.
"Here Goten," Bra offered him a bag of frozen peas. He positioned them ever so lightly on his groin so not to disturb the peas. "Are you sure you're okay?" Goten nodded.
"Yeah."
"Does it still hurt?" Bra asked as she sat down on the ground next to his head. She stroked his forehead lightly.
"….Yeah." Goten closed his eyes in pain.
"Bra – are you going for a theme here?" asked Trunks as he picked out a pink shirt out of the pink pile of clothes. It was Bra's turn to groan as she buried her face in her knees. Just then, Marron and Uub excitedly walked into the apartment.
"Hi guys!" Marron greeted her friends.
"How'd it go?" Goten moaned from the couch. Trunks eyed Marron suspiciously.
"Don't you look ravishing this evening," he said as smirked.
"Excellent!" Uub exclaimed. Marron shook her head and laughed.
"We ripped that couple apart, and kept the pieces for ourselves…" Marron explained.
"What a beautiful story!" called Goten. He raised his hand from where he lay. "Hey I'm fine by the way."
"Oh shit, Goten what happened?" Marron walked over to him. Bra smiled up at her.
"Little incident with the dryer door," Bra snickered. Goten mumbled and closed his eyes again.
"Let's hope it didn't leave a mark," Marron winked and walked to her room and closed the door.
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