“Are you sure this is how ya do it?” Marron asked nervously.
“Yes, I’m sure.  And don’t worry . . . ”
“Why do you keep on saying that?” Marron grumbled.
“You can do it!” Trunks said.
“Do you think she’d going to do it?” Bra asked Goten.  They were at a cliff 
that faced the beach, Trunks was flying off of it, and trying to get Marron 
to jump off of it with minimal successes.  Goten and Bra were off to the 
side, watching them, and sitting on a towel.
“Maybe.  But I don’t think Trunks should have started out so high.” Goten 
said.
“You want to learn how to fly, don’t ya?” Trunks asked.
“Yeah, but . . . is this the only way?” Marron asked.
“Pretty much.  Come on!  First, you have to get rid of your fear of 
hight’s.”
“I always thought that was a healthy thing,” Marron said.  “Okay, I’ll do 
it on three, okay?”
“I’m waiting.” Trunks said.
“Are you sure this is the only way?” She asked again.
“Yeah.” Trunks said.
“Okay.  Here it goes.” She took a deep breath.  “One . . . Two . . . Three 
. . .” She walked off.  Trunks grabbed her by her arm.
“Now, this is sort of like riding a bike.” Trunks said.  “It’s hard, but 
you never forget once ya get it down.”
“No, you can’t die while learning how to ride a bike.” Marron said.
“Well, you could ride it off a cliff . . .” Trunks said.  “Now, just 
concentrate.”
“Okay.” She said, taking some deep breaths.  “Okay.” She closed her eyes 
and concentrated.  Slowly, she started levitating.  Trunks let go of her 
hand slowly, and Marron opened her eyes.
“I’m doing it!” She exclaimed.  “I’m flying!”
“Yeah, you are,” Trunks laughed.
“I can’t believe it!” She squealed.  The faltered a little, but regained 
her balance.

“Well, she did it.” Bra said, looking at the floating Marron.
“Yep.” Goten said.  Say something Goten! He thought to himself.  “So . . . 
Bra . . .” Good one. He thought sarcastically.
“Yeah?”
“Um . . . nice weather today.” He said, reciting the old line.
“Yep, it is.” Bra said, looking at him strangely.  They didn’t say anything 
and Bra went back to watching Marron master the flying technique.
“So, do you think that you’ll ever learn how to fly?” Goten asked, trying 
to make conversation.  How the heck did Trunks talk to Marron?  It’s harder 
to talk to girls then it looks!  Goten said to himself.
“I might.” She said.  Dang it, this is hard!  How does Marron do it? Bra 
asked herself.  “So . . . do you . . . have any hobbies?”
“You know all my hobbies.” Goten said.  “We’ve known each other for a long 
time.”
“I know.” Bra agreed.  Silence.  “Is there anything about that I don’t 
know?”
“I’m not sure . . . did you know . . . I have a pet hidden in the woods?” 
Goten asked.
“No, I didn’t.  Why is it . . . hid?” Bra asked.
“Mom.”  Goten said.  “She thinks dragon’s are dangerous or something.”
“Aren’t they?”
“Not really.” Goten said.  They didn’t say anything for a little while.
That conversation was a new record for us. Bra thought. The longest.  Okay 
Bra, stay calm.  All ya gotta do is find something that you have in common. 
  Okay . . . hmm . . . he doesn’t like any of the things I like . . . She 
was starting to give up, when she got an inspiration.  Thank you god.
“So, Goten, do you get babied since you’re the youngest?” Bra asked.
Bingo.  “Do I ever!  The only places I’m allowed to go without Gohan or 
some older person is school and your house!” Goten exaggerated.
“I know!  It sucks; I have to go with Trunks everywhere.  They act like I’m 
11 or something.” Bra said.
Finally. Goten thought.

Marron looked over at Bra and Goten.  They were not talking at all; in 
fact, they were looking in different directions!  She sighed.
I hope they get together, she said to herself.  She didn’t realize she said 
it out loud, until Trunks said, “I know.”
Bra said something that they could hear, and it seemed to open the doorway 
blocking them.
“Finally.” Marron mumbled, the she almost started to fall.  “Whoa.”
“You gotta concentrate the whole time, until you get used to it anyway.” 
Trunks said, grabbing her waist, so she didn’t fall.

“Vegeta.” Bulma asked.  “Vegeta?” He was sound asleep.  She sighed and got 
up.  Slowly, she made her way tot he kitchen.  She didn’t hear anyone else 
up, so she decided to start making breakfast.  She got out a pan, and was 
about to open the refrigerator, when she saw a note sticking to it.  It 
said:

  Dear Mom,
	Trunks, Goten, Marron and I are going to the beach for the day.  We’ll be 
	back in time for lunch, probably.
		Love,
			Bra

Bulma put the note on the table, and started to make pancakes for her and 
her husband.  Vegeta got up slowly and walked to the kitchen, vaguely he 
wondered where everyone was, and sat down at the kitchen table.  He saw a 
note on the table and starred at it.  He had never learned how to read 
English on the planet Vegeta, and he wasn’t patient enough to learn it, so 
he had no idea what the note said.  He just sat it down and waited for 
Bulma to notice his presence.
He noticed she was wearing a short skirt, and as she bent down to get the 
cooking spray, he smiled evilly and walked over to her . . . and well, 
we’ll just leave it at that.

“Hey, you two?” Marron asked, flying over to Bra and Goten.
“Yeah?” Bra asked.
“I think it’s time to go.” She said, looking at her watch.  “It’s almost 
12:30.”
“Okay.” Bra said sitting up.  Hey, there was no tender embrace, but I sure 
had fun!  Bra thought to herself as she picked up the towel.

They flew to the house, with Goten holding Bra and Marron flying on her 
own.
“So, what do you think my power level is now?” Marron asked.
“Hmm, probably around 550.” Trunks said.
“Cool!  I can’t wait till I improve even more!” Marron said.
“You mean . . . you wanna keep on going?” Bra asked.  “I thought you just 
wanted to learn how to fly.”
“Yeah, I did at first, but now it all seems so cool, and I want anything 
to help!” Marron said.  “And my dad’s okay with it, so I guess I will keep 
on going.  That is, if Trunks wants to keep on training me.”
“Why not?” Trunks said.  “Hey, what time did we tell mom we’d be home at?”
“Around noon.” Bra said.
“Oh man!  It’s 12:56!” Marron said, and they all sped up immensely.

“Do you think they’ll be back soon?” Bulma asked.
“They’re coming back right now.” Vegeta said, not really worrying.
“Good.” Bulma said.  “I need some help with this.”
“With what?” Vegeta asked.
“This new program.  I think Bra, Trunks and Marron are good enough with 
computers to help.” Bulma said, tapping the top of a computer.
“You don’t need their help.” Vegeta grumbled.
“No, I don’t need it, but I sure would appreciate it.” Bulma said, sitting 
down at the computer.  “Might as well get started.”

“Mom!  We’re home!” Trunks yelled.
“Good! Come in here!” Bulma yelled.  Everyone walked into the computer 
room in their swimsuits.  “I sure hope you guys don’t have anything planned 
for the rest of the day.”
“What do we need to do?” Bra asked in a whinny tone.
“I would like some help with this program.” She said.  “It’s new, and I 
need to get everything in our main computers in this by tomorrow.”
“That should be easy enough.” Marron said, looking over Bulma’s shoulder 
at the screen with a shrug.
“What do ya mean, easy enough?” Trunks asked, looking at the screen too.
“Well, if you copy all of the main stuff here—“ She pointed at the 
computer screen.  “Into another folder, and then add in all of the rest of 
it . . . ”
“I get what you’re saying!” Bulma said, then started typing furiously.  
“This’ll save us over half the time?”
“And if you can get the main folder to a hard drive . . . “ Trunks 
started.
Trunks, Marron, and Bulma were so caught up in it, the didn’t even notice 
when Goten and Bra snuck out the door . . .

“Do you think they’ll notice we’re gone?” Bra asked with a laugh.
“Probably.  But I doubt they’ll care, they’ve got in under control.” Goten 
said.  “So, where do ya wanna go?”
“I don’t care.” Bra said.
“How about that new amusement park?” Goten asked.
“That’d be cool!  Don’t they have that new ‘Pirate Drop’ ride?” Bra said, 
getting excited.
“Yeah, they do.  I think it’s the biggest water ride drop in the country.” 
Goten said.
“Let’s go!” Bra said, practically dragging him to the car.  Goten hoped in 
the front seat, and they zoomed off.

Marron smiled as she saw Bra and Goten ride off.  Good!  They really are 
getting together!  She thought, and continued to help Bulma with the 
computer.
“So, how would you guys like to go to a restaurant after this?” Bulma 
asked.
“That’d be cool.” Trunks said.
“Yeah, okay.” Marron agreed.
“Bra, Goten?” Bulma asked.
“Well . . . Bra had to go to the bathroom.” Marron said.
“Okay.” Bulma said, understanding.  “Now, what about the docs folder?  I 
don’t think that it should be moved into the hard drive . . .”

“Try your luck!  Knock down all the bottles and when a teddy!  Like to 
take a try young man?” A man at a game asked Goten, holding out a ball.
“Why not?” Goten asked, and pulled out 75 cents.  He reached back and 
threw the ball.  There were six thunks as the bottles fell to the ground.
“And here’s the bear!” The man exclaimed, and handed a huge dark brown 
bear with a bright blue bow to Goten, which he immediately gave to Bra.
“Oh!  I’m having so much fun!” Bra exclaimed, grabbing the teddy and 
squeezing it like a little girl.  Goten and Bra slowly walked towards some 
of the lines for rides.  A man whistled, and Bra blushed, realizing that 
she was only wearing a bikini top with some jean shorts.
“Hey Goten, do ya think we could go to one of those gift shops and get a 
shirt for me?” She asked, holding the teddy bear so it covered the 
revealing parts.
“Sure.”  They went towards it quickly, and Bra bought a short light blue 
T-shirt, that had a bright yellow flower on it.
“Okay, let’s go on one of the rides now!” Bra said.  They ran to the 
‘Hurler’ and got in line.

“Hmm, I wonder where Goten and Bra went of to.” Bulma wondered as she bit 
into some ice cream.  She was at an old Dairy Queen, Trunks and Marron were 
in a both waiting for her to bring them the orders.  She walked over 
slowly, not wanting to drop them.
“Thanks Bulma-san.” Marron said, reaching up for her vanilla ice cream 
cone.
“Yeah, thanks mom.” Trunks agreed, getting his chocolate.
“Do you know where Goten and Bra could’ve gone?” Bulma asked, sitting down 
next to Trunks.
“I have no idea.” Marron admitted.  “But I’ll bet it’s some place really 
fun.”

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Bra screamed, grabbing onto Goten tighter.  They 
were on the ‘Hurler,’ and, pretty much, getting hurled.
“WOOO WHOOO!” Goten yelled into the sky for fun.  All of a sudden, it 
stopped.  They lurched forward, and Bra started to whimper.
“Something’s coming.” She said, looking down at how high they were.
“Yep.” Goten laughed.
“Ohh.  Why’d I even doooooo THHHIIIISSSSS??!!!” She screamed, starting to 
go backwards at full speed.

“I didn’t know you were good with computers, Marron.” Bulma said, licking 
her own chocolate.  “Your dad never mentioned he had a genius for a 
daughter.”
“Are you sure?” Marron joked.  Krillian loved to talk about Marron; she 
was his pride and joy.  “And besides, I’m not that good.” Marron said, 
trying to lick a drip before it dripped on to her.
“Are you kidding?  You practically cut the time in half that we would have 
normally have spent!” Trunks said.
“I guess . . .” Marron said, blushing.  She really didn’t like talking 
about herself.  “So, Trunks . . . you have any hobbies?” She asked weakly, 
trying to avoid the conversation.
He laughed.  “Okay, you’re off the hook.”

“Let’s go on ‘Pirate Drop!’” Goten exclaimed, running towards the line, 
which, surprisingly, was short.
“Yeah!” She agreed happily.  A normal person would be in the bathroom 
puking after the last ride they took, but they were part Saiyan, so they 
were fine.  “Hmm, where can I put this?” She asked, indicating her teddy.
“We could get one of those lockers.” Goten said, pointing.
“You stay here and save my spot, I’ll go get one.” She said, then ran off. 
  When she came back, Goten was in the next group to get in.
She joined him and asked, “Did I miss anything?”
“Not much.” He said.  “Okay it’s our turn.”  He stepped onto the miniature 
pirate boat, and helped her on.  They sat down, and waited.  Slowly, they 
got craned up an enormous hill.  Bra was whimpering again, and holding onto 
Goten.
“I sort of want to get off.” She said.
“Oh come on!  We’re not going to die or anything!” Goten said, bending 
down to look at her.  She looked up at him, and their lips were about to 
meet, when  . . . CCRREEEEAAAAKKKKK!!  Then they were racing down the hill 
at full speed!
“AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!” Bra yelled.  Shoot!  I was so close! She thought.
Dang it!  We were so close!  Goten thought.