"It's really funny watching your stomach grow like that," Trunks laughed as he read his delivery book.
"Yeah, it's soo funny, I forgot to laugh," Pan said sarcastically as the baby kicked her from the inside. "This baby's a Saiyan alright."
"Hurts, huh?"
"You could say that," Pan puffed as she sat down.
"You'll be in good hands, Panny-- mine," he smiled.
"Oh, now I'm worried," she mocked.
"Come here," Trunks threw his book down and ran over to Pan.
"Trunks!" She exclaimed as she tried to run, but she wasn't fast enough to outrun the demi-Saiyan.
"Gotcha!" He nuzzled her neck.
"I still can't believe we're married."
"Believe it, babe. You're stuck with me til the end of time."
"Gosh, that long?" She asked.
"That does it! You're gonna get it!" He expounded before he started to tickle her.
"Uncle! Trunks, please stop before I pee my pants!" She managed between giggles.
"You're gonna pee your pants?! I can't resist!" He laughed as he tickled her more. His hand passed over her burgeoning stomach and felt a kick. "Whoa!!"
"You should've been on the other side of that," Pan grimaced.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. The doctor said that this baby is strong and that the kicks would hurt sometimes."
"Are you sure?" He asked with worry in his deep blue eyes.
"Hai. I'll be okay. You better get back to reading your book. You're going to need it pretty soon."
"Yeah, a year in here, but to them-- a day," he said referring to their families and friends.
"I wonder what Marron, Goten, and Bra are doing?" She pondered.
"Marron-chan, are you sure you want to go through with this?" Krillin asked his daughter as they drove home.
"Yes, I am. Papa, I've been humiliated by the Briefs for far too long. First Trunks dumps me for a one-night stand, and then Bra takes away my Goten!"
"But, honey, Bra is half-Saiyan," he reminded her.
"It makes no matter. Bra has had very little training," Eighteen crossed her arms.
"Marron's had about the same," he stated.
"That will change tonight," she said.
"Kassan, you mean you and Tousan are going to train me?" Marron asked excitedly.
"As much as we can."
"Juu, I don't know," Krillin sounded reluctant.
"Do you want our only daughter to be the laughing stock of the Briefs's home?!"
"No, but I don't want our only daughter killed either. Remember, there are no more Dragonballs. We can't wish her back if Bra does kill her."
"Bra's not going to kill me. I'll see to that!" Marron said before jumping out of the car as it pulled into the driveway.
"I hope you and your mother are right about this," Krillin sighed as Eighteen got out of the car and ran into the house behind Marron.
<- CHAPTER 6
CHAPTER 8 ->
Comments to SSBra
Return to Fanfiction