Trunks and Marron went on their honeymoon.
Bra watched them leave, feeling a bit bereft. How come her best friend
got a guy (even if the guy was her brother) and she couldn’t even get the
guy she liked?
“Hey, B-chan,” Goten said,
“Hi, Goten,” Bra said.
“Well, I’m sitting here all
alone with nothing to do. I think I’ll go to the mall.”
Goten nodded. “You could do
that, but I was wondering if you’d want to go to a movie with me?”
Bra stared at him. “With you?
Like, you’ll be paying? Like, a date?”
“Yeah, why not?”
“Because I’m sixteen, remember?”
“No, you’re eighteen now,
same as me. Besides, I did some thinking while I we were kids.”
“Well, I came to the conclusion
that I don’t really care how old you are. I think I’m in love with
Bra stared at him. “Are you
serious?” she demanded suspiciously.
“Of course I am!”
She eyed him doubtfully.
He flew down next to her and
took her face in his hands. He kissed her tenderly. “There—how’s
that for convincing?”
Her mouth dropped. “You are
serious! I can’t believe this.”
“Well, believe it. Now,
will you go to the movies with me?”
Bra grinned at him and stood.
“I would be glad to.”
Ree: Maybe I’ll write
a little something about Trunks and Marron’s honeymoon, but Marron’s story
about it is good enough for me! ’Til next time!