"So this is the Hyperbolic Time Chamber?" Pan asked as Trunks was undressing her.
"Papa! Have you seen Bra and Goten?!" Marron fumed.
"Trunks," Pan said as they lay entwined with one another.
"Yeah, what does that mean, Marron?" Bulma put her hands upon her hips.
"Yep. My tousan has told me a lot about it. He stayed in her for about three years."
"Really?" Pan was amazed at the vastness of it all. "Trunks, we'll be okay in here, won't we?" He looked down into her dusky eyes and saw a glint of fear in them.
"Pan-chan, I will never let any harm come to you. I promise that you and our baby will be just fine," he proclaimed as he softly kissed her cheek.
"No, I haven't, but I know where they are," Krillin said as he motioned for his daughter and wife to follow him.
"What's going on here?" Bulma demanded.
"That's just what I'd like to know, Bulma-sama!" Marron turned back. Krillin led Eighteen, Marron, and Bulma up the stairs to Bra's room.
"They're in there!?" Bulma asked. She couldn't believe that her daughter would be behind closed doors with anyone-- let alone Goten.
"Fine, that's all I need to know," Marron declared as she kicked the door open. The group found Bra and Goten in bed together. "Bitch!!!" Marron yelled as she took off her shoe and threw it at Bra, hitting her in the head.
"Ow!!!" Bra yelped.
"Bra Briefs!!! Get out of that bed this instance!!!" Bulma demanded.
"Mom, it doesn't look like what you think it is," Bra stammered.
"Goten, how could you do this to Marron?" Eighteen asked getting angrier.
"I would've thought more of the son of Goku," Krillin said disappointed.
"The son of Goku. The son of Goku. That's all I've heard all my life. Do you know that I don't like being the son of Goku?!" He shouted as he got up from bed not bothering to cover himself.
"Goten!!!" Bra shouted.
"The great Goku isn't my father. He's never been a father to me!!! Where was he when I was a little boy? He was dead. Where was he when I was a teenager? Training Ubuu."
"Goten, I'm sorry," Bulma offered.
"Yeah, yeah, Goten, we've all had a hard life, but that still doesn't excuse what you've just done to me!!!" Marron yelled.
"Marron, I'm so sorry that I've hurt you. I fell in love with two women."
"She's not a woman. She's thirteen years younger than you!!!!"
"I am a woman. I'm nineteen years old," Bra explained.
"I don't give a damn if you're a hundred and nineteen years old!! Why is it that you Briefs can't leave well enough alone?" Marron threw her arms up in exasperation.
"Oh, no!!! I AM NOT going through this again," Krillin said as he stood in front of his daughter.
"We Briefs? What in the Hell does that mean?" Bra leaped up grabbing the blanket around her.
"Panny," he answered.
"I wonder what our parents will think when we show up with a grandchild?" She asked as she ran her hand over her growing stomach.
"They'll kick themselves for missing out on all this because they're such bakas," he laughed.
"I just wished that my mother could've been here to see it."
"I know Panny-chan, but you know how they all were acting."
"I know."
"Listen, we can have another ceremony when we go back, if you like," he said softly as he kissed her forehead.
"Really?"
"Yes," he said as she looked up at him. "Anything you want; all you ever have to do is ask."
"Trunks!" She exclaimed as she kissed him deeply. He rolled them over, positioning himself upon her.
"I'm not going to hurt the baby, am I?"
"No, as long as you're careful."
"It'll be as if you were made of glass," he smiled as he kissed her.
"It means that whatever you people want, you take it. You pay no mind to what it does to other people," Eighteen explained.
"But not this time," Marron said. "You're half-Saiyans, right?"
"Yeah," Goten answered, not sure of what Marron had in mind.
"I believe that Trunks told me once of a ritual that was performed on the Saiyan homeworld. If two people wanted the same mate, they'd fight for the mate."
"Marron, you can't possibly be suggesting," Bulma gasped.
"Yes, I am suggesting just that. If the little princess is up to it," she smirked, crossing her arms.
"Fight you? I'd kill you. I'm half-Saiyan, Marron," Bra laughed.
"And I am a quarter-cyborg. You should ask your father what my mother did to him the first time they fought," she laughed turning her back and walking off.
"Marron!!!" Krillin was astonished at his daughter's sudden turn of attitude. He knew what happened the first time Eighteen and Vegeta fought. She almost killed him. He couldn't believe that Marron would bring that up to Bra.
"How dare you?" Bra spat.
"How are YOU?! You knew that I loved him. It was bad enough that I lost your brother, but did I have to lose Goten to my best friend?"
"I'm so sorry, Marron. I've loved him since I was a little girl. I never had the heart to tell you that," Bra confessed.
"Well, it's too little, too late, Bra," Marron turned as a lone tear fell from her eye. "Tomorrow morning, nine o'clock at the Son home. Be there if you want him." Marron turned back and walked out of the room and down the stairs.
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