A DragonBall Christmas Tale 5: The Mistletoe Game Bra woke everyone up the next morning, squealing, "It’s Christmas Eve! It’s Christmas Eve!" As they waited for breakfast, Yamcha caught Marron under some mistletoe. He pecked her on the cheek. "Gotcha!" The, he noticed Pan and Bra were also standing under some. He quickly ran to both, and kissed them too. "Alright!" he cheered. "Yamcha three, everyone else, nothing!" Bra laughed, and stepped backwards a little bit – right under another sprig of mistletoe. Goku grabbed her, and kissed her on the forehead while she squealed. "Aha, Yamcha. You were wrong!" announced Goku. "One point to Goku!" "Hey, let’s have a competition," Tien suggested. "We’ll designate a girl, and everyone has to try and catch her under the mistletoe as many times as they can. Whoever kisses the chosen girl the most wins. Sound good?" "Great idea, Tien," said Yamcha. "I nominate Bra, since two people have already gotten her." "What? Me? But…." "So, it’s decided," Goten announced. "B-chan’s our…..um…..victim. Haha. Be afraid, Bra, be very afraid." Bra spent the rest of the day trying to avoid being kissed. Vegeta, of course, refused to join in the game, but, surprisingly, Piccolo didn’t. He caught Bra by the staircase just before lunch. He also got Videl in the kitchen (the other women were not immune to being kissed, but kissing anyone other than Bra didn’t get you any points). By the afternoon, the only guys actually playing the game who hadn’t caught Bra were Gohan, Master Roshi and Goten. Trunks had caught his sister in the girls’ room (he had only kissed her so he could win the game); Krillin caught her in the kitchen; Tien, in the living room; Chao-zu, as she left one of the bathrooms; and Ox-King, upstairs, as Bra was going to her room. Yamcha got her again in the dining room. "Haha! I’m winning!" he yelled. Bra avoided all the mistletoe she could, went to her room and closed both of the doors. She sighed and leant against the door. Pan and Marron were already inside. "You just love all this attention, don’t you?" said Pan. Bra looked at both of them in disbelief. "You think I like being chased around by a bunch of loony guys?" "Yep." Bra frowned. "It’s not just me. I mean, Yamcha got you two first, and he’s obviously after my mother. Tien caught Marron at lunch time, and I’m sure Master Roshi’s stalking #18." The girls giggled. Pan, Bra and Marron decided to go downstairs for dinner. But as they reached the top of the stairs, Gohan grabbed his daughter and her friends, and kissed them all on the forehead." "Now, only Goten and Master Roshi have to get you Bra-chan," he laughed. "No, Gohan-san," replied Marron. "Remember, the aim is to get her as many times as possible." "Oh, yeah. You’d better watch out then, Bra!" Trunks could hear the conversation from the living room, where he had been resting in front of the fireplace, while Piccolo meditated. "I’m going outside for a minute!" Trunks yelled. He grabbed his jacket. Piccolo’s eyes opened. "I wouldn’t do that….." Trunks opened the door, and snow flooded in. "Whoa!" Piccolo ran over, to help him shut the door again. They jammed the door shut, then leant against it. Vegeta had come in to help them. He snarled. "Oh, this is just great! We’re snowed in." * * * * * * Trunks and Piccolo’s discovery put everyone in a dark mood. Vegeta was cranky, but Goku was insane. "What if we’re stuck in here for ages?" he babbled. "We’ll starve! We’ll have to eat each other just to survive! We’ll….." BANG! "Ooo, look at the pretty stars." Goku collapsed onto the floor. ChiChi returned the frying pan she had hit Goku with. "Thanks ChiChi," said Bulma. "Now, I’m sure the snow will have cleared by tomorrow, so let’s just carry on like everything’s fine and normal." Suddenly, Goten stood up, and yelled, "Out of my way. She’s MINE!" He charged at Bra, who had completely forgotten about the Mistletoe Game, and crash tackled her. He kissed her on the cheek. "YES!" he cheered. "Goten has entered the game. He was a little slow off the mark, but he may just have the determination to win." Bra was giggling hysterically, but her cheeks were bright red. "Goten, get off me! You’re heavy." "Oh, sorry, B-chan." He rolled off her, and helped her up. At that moment, Yamcha finally caught Bulma. As he kissed her, Trunks and Bra saw the wild, angry look in their father’s eyes . Trunks gave Bra a desperate look. Bra understood. Vegeta was sitting on a couch, fortunately under an oddly placed sprig of mistletoe. She sprinted across the room, jumped onto her father’s lap, and kissed him on the nose. "Gotcha, Daddy!" she giggled. "You’re under the mistletoe." "Hmph!" Vegeta stood up, dropped his daughter onto the couch, and stormed out of the room. Then, the lights went out. "For goodness sake, what’s your problem, Vegeta?" cried Bulma. "What did you do?" "I didn’t do anything!" Vegeta snapped. By that time, Goku had regained consciousness. He became hysterical again. "Argh! The light’s are out!" he screamed. "Calm down, Dad!" Goten ordered. "Everyone try and grab someone else’s hand. Once we’re all together, we’ll make some light." The hand in Bra’s right hand was shaking, so she guessed it belonged to Goku. She wasn’t sure who was holding her left. Suddenly, light once again filled the room. Trunks entered the room, triumphantly brandishing a screwdriver. "You don’t become the President of Capsule Corp. for nothing," he boasted. "It was just a little short-circuit, so ladies, please, control your excitement." Bra rolled her eyes, then realised she was still holding hands with Goku and……Goten? Bra could feel herself blushing again, as she saw Goten’s hand wrapped around hers. His eyes lit up. "Hey, you’re under a different bit of mistletoe. I can get you again." Bra weakly tried to fight him off, unsuccessfully. After Goten had ‘scored his point’, Bra turned to Yamcha. "When does this thing finish?" "Tomorrow, after our big lunch." he answered. "And so far, it’s a tie between Yamcha and Goten, both with a score of two." "What’s the prize, anyway?" Goten asked. "That all depends on who wins." Yamcha winked at Bra, and bowed to Goten. "May the best man win."