Author's Note: Follow Marron, Bra, Goten, Trunks, Uub and many others as they try to live normal lives in West City. I do not own any of these characters – I merely like to play with them. Some of these plots are original - some I got a little inspiration for. The more reviews received, the better the chances are that I'll update!

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-short pants

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Bra and Marron's roomie day plans were pretty much halted for the rest of the day when their mystery hunk was hit and run over by a hovercraft. He was in pretty bad shape and unresponsive to the paramedics so they followed them to the hospital because he wasn't with anyone and did not have any sort of identification on him. The doctors explained that he's currently in a coma but was stable. They weren't sure how long he was going to be unresponsive for – also, since he didn't have any kind of identification on him, the hospital was unable to contact his family to let them know. Marron and Bra stayed for a few hours hoping he would come to but hunger and tiredness took over. They left Marron's cell number just in case they needed anything and promised to return when they were rested and refreshed. As soon as they got home, Marron and Bra both flopped down on the couches and sighed. They were both quite exhausted.

"…why did I woot woot?" Marron groaned. "I mean, what was I expecting to happen? That he'd just turn around and say, 'That sound. I love it! I must have you now.'"

"I wish there was something else we could have done," said Bra.

"We stayed as long as we possibly could…"

"I know…"

"I wish we at least knew his name!" Marron sighed again. "His face – even sleeping he looked smart. He's probably a lawyer." Bra shook her head.

"Did you see how rough his hands looked? That means he works with his hands a lot."

"So he's a lawyer who refurbishes houses on the side? He looks like he can bust a move too."

"Oh!" Bra nodded and sat up excitedly. "He's totally the kind of man who actually listens when you talk, you know? Not saying 'Yeah I understand,' but really wondering what your boobs look like."

"I wish all guys could be like him…"

"Me too…" Bra agreed as she leaned back down. A moment later, their friends walked through the door – and most importantly, Trunks brought take out. Marron texted them all the story while they were at the hospital and Bra begged her older brother to bring them sustenance when they got home. Marron had to admit, her friends had impeccable timing. "Bring me the food!" Bra ordered. Trunks smirked and walked over to where the two women lounged on the couch. Pan took a seat on a floor pillow at the yellow coffee table as Goten and Uub grabbed plates and forks from the kitchen. Trunks pulled out the food and set the boxes out, according to who ordered what. Marron and Bra couldn't wait. They grabbed their respective foods, some chopsticks and dug into their Chinese food. Trunks took a seat next to his sister and grabbed a plate from Goten. He and Uub both sat next to Marron, surrounding her.

"You girls are eating like us!" Goten exclaimed. Marron was already half way through her box and Bra began stuffing egg rolls in her mouth.

"Are there no conscious men in West City for you two?" Trunks joked as he leaned back and took a bite out of his food. "Why do you have to go back to the hospital?"

"He doesn't have anyone," Marron told him between chews.

"Yeah, we feel kind of responsible."

"I can't believe you said woot woot Marron," Uub chuckled as he ate. "I don't even say woot woot." He winked at Pan. She turned away, trying to hide her blush. Goten grabbed the remote and found a movie they could all zone out to while they ate.

"Well, I'm going to go first thing in the morning. I'll bring a book, see if reading to him could help…" stated Marron.

"Oh! I'll go after my shift tomorrow. Maybe the nurses will let me shave him! Daddy taught me how a few years ago – I think I can figure it out again," Bra chimed in.

"He needs a name," Marron suggested.

"Tadashi?" asked Pan.

"No, it's not special enough…"

"Shunsuke!" Goten chimed in. Marron and Bra glared at him.

"Way too special," Marron said as she shook her head.

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A few days passed and Coma Man was still in a coma. Bra and Marron would often come together, although sometimes Bra found herself there alone, as did Marron. After Marron's photo shoot was finished one afternoon, she decided to drop by the hospital and bring some flowers, just in case Coma Man woke up. The doctors promised that any day now he would respond – it'd be nice to wake up and be able to smell the flowers, right? As soon as she walked into his hospital room, she saw Bra there playing with his hair.

"Hi." Bra looked up to Marron.

"Hi."

"What are you doing here?" Marron asked. Bra shrugged and returned to Coma Man.

"Nothing, I just thought I'd stop by after my shift," she explained. "So what are you doing here?"

"Oh, I'm not really here," stated Marron. She placed the flowers on the stand next to his bed. "Just thought I'd drop these off on the way home. Do you come here a lot? Without me?"

"No."

"Hm." Marron said as she took a seat on the other side of Coma Man.

"So, do you think he's doing any better than he was this morning?" Bra asked.

"How would I know? I wasn't here…"

"Really?" questioned Bra. She stood up and glared at her blonde friend. "Not even to change his pajamas?" Bra whipped back his covers and sure enough, Coma Man was in a new set of jammies. Marron nervously smiled at her roommate.

"H-How did those get there?"

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The very next morning, Bra and Marron decided it was best to visit Coma Man together. As they walked into his room, they found his bed empty. Bra spun around, glaring and pointing at Marron.

"Alright, what did you do with him!?" Bra accused. Marron's eyes went wide.

"I swear-" The toilet flushed and they both looked towards the bathroom. Coma Man walked into the room.

"You're awake!" Marron exclaimed. She walked over to him and smiled.

"Look at you!" said Bra. "How do you feel?" She walked over to the other side of him and smiled. He looked at both girls and smiled back.

"A little woozy, but okay," he told them.

"You look great!" Marron responded.

"I-I feel great!" he laughed back. "Who are you?"

"Oh-I'm Bra Briefs!" She extended her hand to him.

"I'm Marron Chestnut – I've been taking care of you!"

"Well, we both have," Bra said as she glared at Marron. He walked over to his bed and sat down.

"So the flowers are from you?"

"Those were just from me, actually," Marron told him.

"I got you the blanket!" Bra pointed out.

"The foot massager was from me!"

"You know who shaved you?" Bra asked him. "That was me."

"I read to you."

"I sang!" Bra said triumphantly. The man shrugged.

"Well… Thanks!"

"My pleasure," responded Marron.

"You're welcome!" Bra said sweetly. The three became silent.

"So – I guess I'll see you around."

"What – that's it?" Bra asked astounded.

"See you around?" Marron imitated him.

"Well, what do you want me to say?" he asked them.

"I don't know!" Marron yelled and threw her hands up in frustration. Bra crossed her arms and tapped her foot. "Maybe that it was nice or you need to admit something to me? Maybe that you'll call me?"

"Alright I'll call you," he agreed.

"I don't think you mean it," argued Bra. Marron looked over at her.

"This is so damn typical!" she said to Bra. "We give and give and give and give and then we get nothing back! Then one day, you just wake up and it's see you around! Let's get out of here Bra!" Marron turned on her heel and stomped out of the hospital room. Bra turned to the Coma Man and sighed.

"We really thought you were different. Guess it was just the coma," she shrugged and followed her friend out the door.

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Uub and Goten made their way to their apartment after spending the evening listening to Bra and Marron bash how terrible men are and how there are no decent men left in West City, yadda yadda. It was even too much for Trunks who took his leave an hour before Uub and Goten could get out. Finally Marron and Bra were so far into their conversation, it was easy enough for the two men to slip out and go home. Goten walked in first, followed by Uub, who slammed the door behind him. As soon as the door shut, their kitchen table fell apart.

"Need a new table," Goten said. Uub rolled his eyes.

"You think?" Uub said. They both looked down at the table on the floor. "When can you buy another one?" Goten looked up at him in confusion.

"Me? You think because it's my table, I have to buy a new one?" asked Goten. Uub nodded and folded his arms.

"That's the rule."

"What rule?!" Goten exclaimed. "If anything, you owe me a table!"

"How do you figure?" questioned Uub.

Well, I believe the piece of furniture was fine until your little breakfast adventure with Sora."

"You knew about that?"

"Let's just say the impressions you two made in the butter left little to the imagination."

"Okay – how about if we split it?" Uub suggested.

"W-What do you mean, like, buy it together?"

"Yeah."

"You think we're ready for something like that?" Goten questioned Uub.

"Why not?"

"Well, it's a pretty big commitment," Goten said. "What if one of us wants to move out?"

"Why, you moving out soon?"

"I'm not moving out," he told Uub.

"You'd tell me if you were moving out, right?" Uub asked.

"Yeah of course. It's just that when Valese and I lived together, we bought a lot of stuff together and things got pretty ugly when she moved out."

"Well, let me ask you something – aren't I a better roommate than she was?" They chuckled together as they stared at the table laying on the ground.

"Tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow."

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Tomorrow arrived - Goten and Uub made their way to a furniture store. As they browsed, Uub and Goten argued over which one to choose. Uub wanted a square one – Goten liked the rectangle ones but was considering the round ones as well. An associate made their way over to them and listened to the two men as they bickered over tables. The associate had an idea and walked them towards a different part of the store. Uub looked around and nudged Goten.

"I like where this is going…" Uub said. Goten agreed as soon as he saw what the associate was about to offer them.

"I think this is the most beautiful table I've ever seen…"

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Two days later, the table was delivered and installed perfectly in Goten and Uub's apartment. They invited Marron and Trunks over to admire their new table with them; Bra was still at work at Yajirobe's Coffee Shop.

"What do you think?" Goten asked proudly. Trunks grinned at the two men.

"I think it's the most beautiful table I've ever seen," he replied. Marron rolled her eyes and shook her head.

"That's what I said!" Goten told him. Trunks and Goten high fived. Marron walked over and ran her hand along the side of Uub and Goten's new foosball table.

"So how will this work?" she asked. "Do you balance the plates and cups on the little guys' heads?"

"Who cares!" laughed Uub. "We'll eat in the sink – let's play! Marron you're on my team!" They assumed their positions to play and the minute Uub passed the small ball to Marron, she spun the bar, breezed past Trunks' men and scored.

"SCORE!" She laughed and pointed to Trunks. "You suck!" Trunks stared at her in utter amazement. Marron ended up winning the game for her team. After the game, Uub high fived her and then wiped the beads of sweat that collected on his brow.

"Well, it looks like we kicked your butts," he told Goten and Trunks. They rolled their eyes at him in unison.

"No – Marron kicked our butts. Uub, don't worry - you get an award for just standing there," teased Goten. Bra burst through the door before anyone could interject.

"Hey guys. I just got home – Pan isn't doing too well. She broke up with her boyfriend today – he was cheating on her," Bra explained. "I talked her off the ledge but I don't know if there really is anything else I can tell her." She walked over to Goten and Uub's fridge, grabbed a beer and chugged it.

"Stressed much?" Marron asked her. Bra just sighed and looked at them.

"I have no idea what to do…." Everyone stayed silent in thought.

"I really think just one of us should go over there and make sure she's not overwhelmed," Uub spoke up.

"You're right," Marron nodded. She went for the door but Uub grabbed for her hand and pulled her back.

"Let me?" Uub strode past her and over to Marron and Bra's apartment. He saw that Pan was out on their balcony, so he made his way out to her.

"Hey," Uub said as he closed the balcony door behind him. Pan looked up at him with tears in her eyes.

"Hey," she answered. Uub took a few steps towards her and smiled.

"You alright?"

"Oh, I've been better," Pan told him. Uub could tell she was fighting back more tears.

"Come here," he opened his arms to her. She smiled and welcomed his embrace. They stood hugging for a few moments. "Listen," Uub whispered into her ear. "You deserve so much better than him, you know that right?" He felt Pan nod in his arms. "You need to be with a guy who knows what he has when he has you."

"Uub…" He let her go and grabbed ahold of her arms.

"You get that right?"

"I'm just - I'm so sick of guys!" Pan shook her head and threw her hands up in frustration. "I don't want to look at another guy. I don't want to think about another guy. I don't even want to be around another guy!" Uub crossed his arms.

"Hm..."

"Oh Uub, you're so great!" Pan cried. She threw her arms around him and squeezed. Uub sighed to himself and hugged her back.

"I don't think that swearing off guys altogether is the answer, Pan." Uub told her. Pan let go of him and leaned back over the balcony. "I think that what you need is to develop a more sophisticated screening process."

"I think I just need to be by myself for a while, you know? I need to figure out what I want."

"Pan, not all guys are going to be Ken."

"I know…"

"Just keep that in mind, okay?" Uub placed a hand on her shoulder. Pan looked up at him and smiled, placing her hand on his.

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"She's relentless!" Goten shouted as he threw his hands up in the air. It was way past his bed time and he was sick of getting his ass handed to him by Marron. They were at foosball for hours and could not catch a break. Singlehandedly, Marron had triumphantly outscored both he and Uub each and every game. Trunks became so enraged, he flew out the window hours ago and left them to deal with the bewitching blonde.

"Shut DOWN!" She yelled triumphantly.

"Shut OUT!" Goten and Uub yelled back as they corrected her. They both turned towards their bedrooms.

"Where are you guys going?" She asked them. "Come on – one more game!" Marron begged. The two men looked at each other and back at her.

"It's almost three in the morning…" groaned Goten. Uub pointed to the door.

"Yeah, get out!" Uub commanded Marron. Marron crossed her arms and pouted.

"You two are always at my place – come on. I'll play left handed…." She pleaded with them. Goten shook his head a final time, walked over to the other side of their new foosball table and picked her up over his shoulder.

"Come on wussies!" Marron scolded them as Goten headed towards his front door. "Okay, I'm going, I'm going!" Goten opened his front door, placed her at his doorstep, closed and locked the door. "…and I'm gone." He heard her say. Goten turned to Uub who was smirking at him.

"One more game?" he asked.

"Oh yeah!" agreed Goten.

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