trunkssvitalloss
A Vital Loss To Trunks

"Oh no! Trunks! Speak to me!" Pan cried helplessly.

Trunks got up. "Pan, I'm fine..."

She wailed, crying into his chest and holding something to her chest.

He looked at her worriedly. "Are you hurt!?! Those thieves didn't hurt you did they!?"

The girl continued to sob.

Sitting up he looked over at the pile of hooligans on the pavement.

She looked at him as if he was dying. "Trunks, speak to me! Please tell me you're okay! I can't stand this!"

"Pan... I'm fine..." She shook her hair violently.

"Trunks, they cut... they cut it off..."

He freaked, automatically looking down at his pants.

"Phew. Not that."

Pan shook her head again. "Oh Trunks! IT'S HORRIBLE!!!"

"What!? What!? WHAT IS IT!?!" His eyes caught on what she was holding in her hands.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
His scream reverbrated through the city in horror.

"MY HAIR!!!!!!!!!!!"
IS THIS THE END OF OUR LAVENDER HERO'S SEX APPEAL!?!

~ A/N: FALLS OVER LAUGHING MANICALLY.
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