Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ I Never Dreamed ❯ Chapter 17 ( Chapter 17 )

I Never Dreamed

By: AMCM74

Chapter 17

Bra dumped a mountain of whip cream on her hot chocolate. Opening a bag of marshmallows she grabbed a handful and mashed them on top. Turning around she rummaged through the cabinet. "Fudge sauce, fudge sauce." Her mother walked into the kitchen as sat down at the table

"Isn't that a Bra emergency, super calorie, I am really pissed off and can't do anything about it, chocolate drink?" Bulma blinked at the culinary delight.

"Yes, But I need fudge sauce." Bra replied still sorting through the cabinet.

"Your father ate the rest last night with his ice cream."

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Bra dropped on the floor. She bent her head and started muttering all the vulgar langue she knew.

Bulma got up and walked over to her. "I haven't seen you this upset since you got the pimple right before homecoming. What is it?"

Bra froze, and a flash of Devero standing over her as she lay on the bed flickered across her eyes. "It's Devero he said something I didn't like."

"Everyone say things you don't like at some point, Bra " Bulma rubbed her daughters head. "What did he say exactly?"

"That he didn't like me and that I am prone in fits of blind rage." Bra stated as if he had just desecrated Kami's tower.

"You are." Bulma sighed "I think you should go talk to him about it. Trunks and he are setting up for a board game in the den. You can find him there."

"He and Trunks are." Bra looked confused.

"Long story." Bulma put up her hand up to cut Bra off. "I think it would be great if you went in there and gave him a chance."

Bra smiled "With Trunks diverting all his attention, you are so right." She lit up in a bedazzling light. She reached over and grabbed a large pan from the rack.

"What are you doing, Bra" Bulma warned

"I am trying something new, instead of blind rage." She smiled and swung the pan testing its weight in her hand "I want to try this thing called a sneak attack! Whack!" Bra bounded fro the room leaving Bulma shaking her head.

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Pan rested her head on the table and watched Trunks and Mark set up the game. Mark snatched the racecar out of the box and set it by him. Trunks shrugged and reached for the cannon. As Trunks pulled out the money he looked at Devero and narrowed his eyes. "Pan you be the banker. That way we will know no one cheats."

Mark's expression mirrored Trunks "I do not cheat."

"I didn't say you did." Trunks warmed the dice up in his hand. "I just don't want you crying when I beat you."

"Delude yourself all you want Briefs. I am a master at this." Mark nodded to his appoint. "Business is my game. Roll high dice goes first."

Trunks tossed one to the board and it slid a ways before flipping to six "Yes, Lady luck is on my side tonight."

Mark grimaced and snatched the other dice up "Show me six." He said in a good natured voice that masked the concern on is face. The dice twirled on its corner before coming to rest on six. "Looks like your only lucky because you are sitting so close to me." Mark pointed to the bard and Trunks grabbed up the dice again

"We'll roll both this time." He was about to let go when Bra entered. She was quiet as she slipped in "Bra, what do you want?"

Bra stood up straight dropping the pan to her side. "I heard you were inhere. I thought I would come see what you are doing." She saw the board "Monopoly? Can I play?"

"No." Trunks and mark said in unison. Trunks looked at mark darkly "Stop doing that."

"Me? You're the one who has done it twice today." Mark winked at Pan who started to laugh good-naturedly.

Pan looked over at Bra "You want to watch the battle of the business men?"

"Sure why not. Trunks whipped up on him before he'll do it again." Bra approached and sat down opposite from Pan. She placed the pan in her lap and leaned on the table.

Mark looked at the pan then back to Bra "What's with the pan?" He asked tentatively.

"Oh, that?" She smiled at him "I was going to do some cooking. I came in here to see if you would want anything."

"Does that mean I can have more then that bean you gave me earlier." Mark teased.

Trunks and Pan knew full well her cooking expertise started and ended with buttered toast. They looked at each other with Do-you-know-what-the-heck-is- going-on looks. Pan was the first to shake her head. Trunks smiled "Yeah I think I would like you to cook up some of those wonderful Bavaria waffles you make so well."

Bra snapped her head around and looked at her brother with huge eyes.

"While you're at it, you can hook me up with what ever you want. I am not that picky." Mark grabbed the dice and rolled them on the board ignoring the glares and the teasing eyes around him "As long as it tastes better then that bean."

Trunks lowered his head into his arms and held back his laughter "He's with the bean."

Mark watched the dice fall "Look a five and a six." He exclaimed just before he heard a solid thump. Looking up he saw Trunks rubbing his head and Bra marching out the door swinging her pan in a manner that would have made Chi-Chi proud

"I will be back with take out for Pan and Mark, but first I have to cook up some of my special waffles for Trunks."

The game lasted long into the evening. Trunks did take Park place, but Devero would not relinquish Boardwalk. The money in the bank was dwindling. Pan had long grown tired of the game and retired upstairs for a nap and returned. Bra the new banker was quite happy with her role at first. Now she watched the clock tick by as the two entrepreneurs went head to head in a sudden death match. Trunks tossed his dice down. "Seven. Umm"

Mark jumped up "Yes!" Trunks looked he was going to land on the fully developed real estate know as Marvin Gardens. This was the moment that would chance the course of the game.

Trunks rubbed his lavender hair through his fingers as he ran scenario after scenario through his head looking for a way out of his predicament.

The answer came in the form of Bra propping her feet on the board scattering the figures everywhere.

"This is boring why don't we go out some where." She looked at Pan who was staring mouth open at her. Trunks smiled Mark looked as if he was ready to cry. He flashed over a few emotions ranging from anger to annoyance. "What." Bra battered her eyes innocently in his direction.

Mark stood up and no one spoke. The silence echoed off the walls. "I think maybe she is right. Let's get out and do something." He reached out and pulled Bra up by the arm "Trunks follow me in a bit with your car. I am going back to Chester's with Bra."

Bra shook Mark off her arm "You don't scare me Devero."

"That is good since I am not trying too." Mark opened the door and waited for Bra to follow. As she stepped past him, he whispered "I just realized how much you like me, and we need to talk about it."

Bra ignored him, and she turned "Trunks don't be too far behind us. I might fall asleep with my present company."

Trunks looked at the monopoly pieces on the floor "What just happened here? I thought he had to spend time with me."

"Don't get jealous." Pan tilted her head and looked really cute. Trunks' looked over at her as if she had lost her mind. "He has to spend time with you, but I doubt the Pr reps are going to mind him going out with Bra and meeting us at Chester's. It will show everyone you don't mind him going out with your sister. Let's call this the Chester's adventure 2"

"That is a great idea!" Trunks grabbed a near by phone and dialed quickly "Yes, this is Mr. Briefs transfer me to PR." He cupped the phone in his hand. Looking at a confused Pan he smiled 'If he is going out with my sister then he wont have to hang around with me. I feel sorry for Bra and all, but I want to spend more time with you then Devero."

Pan watched him plot over the phone and swallowed. What had she done??