Nightmares
NOTE: This is a fic set in the normal timeline skipping GT, and making Trunks four during Buu saga and Goten three. Marron is three during Buu saga in this. Pan would be three years younger than Trunks, two younger than Goten. Bra would be two years younger than Trunks, one younger than Goten. This is super confusing, ne? Oh well, scratch GT and all its sagas to make it easier and forget about Bebi and Super Juunana. Goku still left to train Ubu however, so Ubu still exists. Trunks is twenty-one, Goten is twenty, Marron is twenty, Pan is eighteen, and Bra is nineteen.
Chapter 1: Pan's Way
She smiled half-heartedly, looking at a picture of herself, Bra, Goten, and Trunks. She looked so happy then. That was before Marron entered the picture. She looked at another picture, of herself, Trunks, Marron, Goten, and Bra. She didn't look quite as happy then.
Trunks loved Marron, not her. It was a hard fact to accept for someone who had crushed over Trunks as long as she had. She picked up the picture and hid it under her bed. "There," she said, smiling. "the bed monster will eat it up."
She giggled at her childish measures, but the childish measures hid it away from her sight, and that's all she was trying to do. She looked in the mirror at her reflection. Shoulder-length black hair trimmed her pale face and large indigo eyes stared back at her. She was pretty, she supposed that. She was pretty, her classmates told her that. But she wasn't beautiful in her own eyes.
Who was she, really? Son Pan, granddaughter of Son Goku? Or Son Pan, granddaughter of Satan Hercule? Either way, she had an impressive family, tournament-winners, fighters… But what was she? Was she a fighter? Or was she a scholar? Was she something else? She wasn't a businesswoman, or an architect.
Son Pan was nothing special, right? She didn't have the love of Vejita Briefs Trunks, like Marron did. She wasn't the beautiful daughter of Vejita, like Bra was. She wasn't the genius son of Bulma, like Trunks was. She wasn't really much, in any department.
She loved Trunks. She envied Marron. She had a BFF in Bra and a crazy cousin in Goten. She had an overprotective father and a lenient mother.
"Pan! Are you ready to hit the mall?" Bra announced enthusiastically as she entered Pan's room without knocking. "Yeah, sure!" Pan replied. "What mall?" "The new one in West Capital!" Bra giggled. "Ya know, the big one!"
Pan grabbed a pair of sunglasses and a hat and closed the door. "Let's go!" "Incognito again?" Bra teased, as she glanced at Pan's sunglasses and hat.
"Why not?" Pan replied, and grabbed the car keys from a table, but Bra took them from her. "No way, sister. You drive WAY too recklessly for my tastes."
"Trunks is worse!" Pan whined pitifully. "I know, but that doesn't mean you can be another crazy driver. The world has enough of those, Pan. No more for this world. I'm driving!" Bra dragged Pan out of the room, leaving the door wide open.
*Owari*
I'm done! Yay! R&R people, please!
tinuviel
NOTE: This is a fic set in the normal timeline skipping GT, and making Trunks four during Buu saga and Goten three. Marron is three during Buu saga in this. Pan would be three years younger than Trunks, two younger than Goten. Bra would be two years younger than Trunks, one younger than Goten. This is super confusing, ne? Oh well, scratch GT and all its sagas to make it easier and forget about Bebi and Super Juunana. Goku still left to train Ubu however, so Ubu still exists. Trunks is twenty-one, Goten is twenty, Marron is twenty, Pan is eighteen, and Bra is nineteen.
Chapter 1: Pan's Way
She smiled half-heartedly, looking at a picture of herself, Bra, Goten, and Trunks. She looked so happy then. That was before Marron entered the picture. She looked at another picture, of herself, Trunks, Marron, Goten, and Bra. She didn't look quite as happy then.
Trunks loved Marron, not her. It was a hard fact to accept for someone who had crushed over Trunks as long as she had. She picked up the picture and hid it under her bed. "There," she said, smiling. "the bed monster will eat it up."
She giggled at her childish measures, but the childish measures hid it away from her sight, and that's all she was trying to do. She looked in the mirror at her reflection. Shoulder-length black hair trimmed her pale face and large indigo eyes stared back at her. She was pretty, she supposed that. She was pretty, her classmates told her that. But she wasn't beautiful in her own eyes.
Who was she, really? Son Pan, granddaughter of Son Goku? Or Son Pan, granddaughter of Satan Hercule? Either way, she had an impressive family, tournament-winners, fighters… But what was she? Was she a fighter? Or was she a scholar? Was she something else? She wasn't a businesswoman, or an architect.
Son Pan was nothing special, right? She didn't have the love of Vejita Briefs Trunks, like Marron did. She wasn't the beautiful daughter of Vejita, like Bra was. She wasn't the genius son of Bulma, like Trunks was. She wasn't really much, in any department.
She loved Trunks. She envied Marron. She had a BFF in Bra and a crazy cousin in Goten. She had an overprotective father and a lenient mother.
"Pan! Are you ready to hit the mall?" Bra announced enthusiastically as she entered Pan's room without knocking. "Yeah, sure!" Pan replied. "What mall?" "The new one in West Capital!" Bra giggled. "Ya know, the big one!"
Pan grabbed a pair of sunglasses and a hat and closed the door. "Let's go!" "Incognito again?" Bra teased, as she glanced at Pan's sunglasses and hat.
"Why not?" Pan replied, and grabbed the car keys from a table, but Bra took them from her. "No way, sister. You drive WAY too recklessly for my tastes."
"Trunks is worse!" Pan whined pitifully. "I know, but that doesn't mean you can be another crazy driver. The world has enough of those, Pan. No more for this world. I'm driving!" Bra dragged Pan out of the room, leaving the door wide open.
*Owari*
I'm done! Yay! R&R people, please!
tinuviel