[8:01 at the Briefs resedence]
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"Vegeta! Could you get that?!" yelled Bulma from the den, as she poked her head out from the door.
Vegeta rolled his eyes, and returned his attention to his news paper.
"Bra answer the phone." ordered Vegeta still looking down at his news paper.
"Why can't you get it? Your closer to the phone!" Exclaimed Bra, as she put her hands on her hips, and raised eye brow, as she tapped her foot.
"Because I'm busy reading.... what are you doing that's so important?!" muttered Vegeta, giving his daughter an evil glare.
"I'm doing my home work!" yelled Bra angerly as she looked down at her math book, and saw all the Factions, and questions. Feeling dizzy, she rolled her head around, crossing her eyes.
"Maybe I will Get the phone!" Mumbled Bra, under her breath.
"WELL THEN GET IT!!!!" Yelled Bulma from the den.
As Vegeta and Bra glared murderusly at the den door.
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"I'm Coming!" Screamed Bra, at the phone as she walked toward it.
"What Do You Want?!" yelled Bra into the phone, as Vegeta glanced up from his new paper to quickly look at her, yelling at the person on the other line. And smiled, as if he thought it was funny.
"Hi! Is Trunks there?" Asked the girl on the other line.
"Yes, but he's busy at the moment, who is this?!"
Muttered Bra, angerly raising her eye brow, and staring at the den door.
"Oh this is Pan." Exclaimed Pan happily.
"Well then Pan! Can I take a message?!" Exclaimed Bra, in an angry and anoied tone of voice.
"Sure! I just called to remind him that he promised to drive me home from school, tomorrow okay?" Exclaimed Pan, as she sat down on her bed looking down at her home work for the night.
"No problem! Bye!" wined Bra in an anoied tone of voice, as she angerly hung up the phone.
"Who was it?" ask Vegeta not looking up from his news paper.
"It was Pan..." Exclaimed Bra anoied, at her father's question, she quickly walked into the den where her brother was being lectured my their mother.
"And that's what happened... I'm really sorry mom!" Exclaimed Trunks, looking down at his bare feet, brushing through the sofl velvety carpet.
"Well Trunks I'm glad you told me, but why didn't you tell me sooner?" Asked Bulma, staring at Trunks angerly, but in a concerd way.
"Well..." Trunks began, but then the thought of Goten came into his mind. He didn't want to get Goten in any more trouble than he already was going to be in.
"Well, I was afraid you'd be angery with me."
Just by looking at Trunks's faceal expression, Bulma could tell that Trunks was truely sorry.
"Trunks your grounded." Bulma Began.
Trunks stared at his mother giving her a glare, that ment ---What That's not fair!---
And just when Trunks was about to speek she beat him to it.
"For one week." Bulma said fermly.
Trunks opened his mouth and was about to complain, when Bulma put his finger on his lips,
"End of discution... go on up to your room." Ordered Bulma quickly standing up from the couch and pointing her finger toward the stair case.
As Trunks began headed up the stairs, a thought struck him. "Hey mom!" Questioned Trunks.
"Yes?" Asked Bumla, giving him an evil glare. He could hear the anoience in her voice.
"Your not gonna tell Goten's parents about this are you?" Asked Trunks.
"You bet you butt I am! March!" Laughed Bulma, evily, as she began to point her finger at the stair case again.
Trunks through a quick glance at his mother as he made his way up the stair case, and then looked to his room's door. As he reached the final step, and began to turn the door nob, and stepped inot his room, Bra who was standing in the corner of the den. Inched toward the stair case, and stared up at Trunks, as he quietly shut his door.
Bra quickly made her way up the stair case, she began to head down the hall when she glanced back at Trunks's room's door. She figured she'd peek in and see what he was doing, as she began to open his door, she put her eye to the small opening she had made and saw him standing, then he turned around. She could see he was on the phone. "Hey he's not so pose to be on the phone he's grounded! What's he up to?!" thought Bra, she open the door a little more, until it made a squeek noise. Trunks quickly turned and Grabbed Bra's arm pulling her in his room, closing and locking him door, he through her agaist the wall.
"I have to go now, Bye Marron." as he pressed his talk butten, turning off his phone, and hucked it into the wall.
"Hey! What's your deal? Just coming into my room like that!?" Questioned Trunks, angerly.
"What's my deal? WHAT'S MY DEAL?!" Bra began shouting, stuggling to stand up, Trunks pushed her back down before she could stand.
"Witch word didn't you understand Bra?!" Mocked Trunks.
"What's Your Deal! You just chucked me into the wall! You do you think you are?!" Bra's eyes were filled with rage, she felt like strangling him.
"I think I'm your brother..." exclaimed Trunks, mockingly.
"Yes! Your my brother! Not my father and you Trunks, have NO right to hit me! Let alone touch me!" screamed Bra, holdin her rist in her hand, looking up at her brother.
"I want you out of my room now!" Screamed Trunks, as loud as he possibley could, pointing out the door, she could see a tear falling down, his cheek. Then he turned away looking out the window

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