Here I am, with your monthly update! I seem to get writer's block on and off. But I'm gonna have to really work through it, since for the last one, I have an idea for a Christmas chapter. And if I counted correctly, that means I have to update everyday this week! ^^; So uh, wish me luck on that...

As for your request, J.W. Appel, it'll come soon! (It's gonna have to now) For now, enjoy the first Bulma & Bra chapter/story thing!

Disclaimer: I still don't own it...

"How about that...? No... Ooh, that might work! ... No, that won't work either... Ugh."

Bra buried her face into the palm of her hands, slightly frustrated about her current situation. She leaned forward on her desk and took her pen into hand, then began to write again. The pen glided across the lined paper, leaving smooth, neat lines that formed the letters. Before long, the pen would stop in it's tracks, then travel over the writer's words, crossing them out completely; how cruel writer's block was...

"Ah, I'm stuck again..." she sighed.

"Bra, are you alive in there?" called a voice from the other side of the door.

"Yes, mama!" Bra answered.

"You've been in here for a quite a while," Bulma said upon coming in. "What have you been up to?"

"Writing a story," Bra said.

"What for?" Bulma asked.

"Me and Trunks made a bet. We're seeing who can write a better story."

"About what?"

"Anything," Bra said. "But I can't come up with anything! And if I do, I get stuck at some point and can't continue..."

"I see... How long has it been since you ate something?" Bulma asked, changing the subject.

"Umm... I dunno." Bra answered.

Bulma shook her head. "I'll go get you a snack; food helps you think better."

She returned minutes later with a small tray filled with the snacks, then set it on Bra's desk for her.

"Here you go!" Bulma presented.

"Thanks, mama," Bra smiled, then went back to what she was doing.

"Still no?" Bulma asked. Bra nodded.

Bulma looked up at the ceiling for a moment in thought, then got a brilliant idea. "What if you..."

Bra's head perked up in interest. "Hm?"

"What if you were to write a story about a teenage girl who's on an adventure?"

Bra looked away from her mother and stared at the wall in front of her, tapping the pen to her lip.

Bulma continued. "But she's no ordinary girl, she's also a genius!"

"A...genius?" Bra was starting to get interested. "Um, so, what is she on an adventure for?"

"Good question," Bulma answered. What do you think she's looking for?"

She's looking for something?" Bra said. "Well, umm... She could be searching for..."

"The Dragon Balls?" Bulma finished.

"That's a good idea..." Bra started writing. "What will she wish for...? Does she wanna be rich or something?"

"Nah," Bulma said. "She already is!"

"Huh? Really?" Bra asked.

"Yep," Bulma replied. "She's really pretty too."

"She does sound really cool..." Bra said.

"Really?" Bulma said, surprised. "Why, thank you!" she smiled.

"Now to start writing again," Bra picked up the pen again and started working.

"So you're really gonna use my idea?" Bulma asked.

Bra kept writing, and Bulma waited for her answer.

As she finished another sentence, she finally replied. "Umm...no..."

"No? Why not?" Bulma said.

"She sounds like a Mary-Sue." Bra answered quite bluntly.

"O-Oh..." Bulma wasn't expecting that. "Well, I'll leave you to finish working on your story." she headed to the door.

Okay," Bra replied, completely focused on her work. "Oh, mama!"

Bulma stopped. "What is it?"

"Thanks for your help!" Bra smiled. "Also, for her wish... What was she gonna wish for?"

Bulma held her blushing cheeks and sighed. "The perfect boyfriend..."

"The perfect boyfriend?" Bra snorted. "Who would wish for something stupid like that? Some genius... Oh! I think I'll make my character wish to be really powerful and strong...like a Saiyan!"

"She's her father's daughter alright..." Bulma thought, with a drop of sweat rolling down her face. She then started to make her way through the door, when...

"For the last time, papa, I am not basing my character on you!" came a voice from the hallway.

"Who said he was based off of me?" came another.

"Is that Trunks and papa?" Bra said.

"It is," Bulma replied.

"Seriously, an incredibly strong warrior prince from another planet that moves to Earth to defeat his rival? Who are you trying to kid?"

"You said you needed a good idea for a story. That's a good as it gets!"

Bra and Bulma remained still and silent for a moment, before bursting into laughter.

I hope that wasn't written as bad as I think it was... Anyway, off to work on the next one! And KidGoku13 is still looking for voices for her fandub, so check her profile for details if you're interested!