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A pen twirled between Pans fingers, twisting and turning with her thoughts, as she took the pen to the paper, and began to write.
The third of March,
The situation could be worse, I guess. I still wish I had the guts to tell Trunks, but I think I'll know what he'll say. It will be just like everyone else. You're just a kid Pan, Just a kid. It's just a crush. As long as I stay this weak, I'll always be just a kid.
Trunks and Goten had a good Spar today, although Vegeta had to drag them together to train, screaming insults at them about being weak earthlings. They never trained, and I realised how much it was affecting them. I could have fought alongside Trunks and Goten today, I could have stood up to one of them at least until they turned Super Saiyan. I got carried away thinking like this, and I remember calling out to them, insulting them.
"Hey! Guys! At this rate I'll be stronger then you in a week!" Goten stopped for a moment and laughed "You sounded like Vegeta there for a moment, Pan". Trunks took that moment to kick Goten in the back of the head, sending him flying into the ground.
"TRUNKS! I'll get you for that! Trunks just laughed in return.
"You snooze, you lose!" Trunks laughed and resumed his defensive stance, waiting for Goten to rise.
They found it a joke, I realised, but I'll never let them know how much it began to hurt. So I smirked, one day I would be Super Saiyan, and one day I would be respected, no longer a child.
"Trunks! Uncle Goten! Train me!" Trunks stopped and looked a bit uncomfortable "Not now Panny…" Pan looked disappointed for a moment, then grinned.
"Come-on! I want to be a Super Saiyan! I want to be able to help!" Feeling sorry for Pan, he smiled at her.
"Pan, it's not that easy…"
"Yeah" Trunks added "It would take years…."
"I have plenty of time, Trunks, Goten, Please?" Pan looked hopeful. Trunks shook his head. "No, Pan, I don't have any time now I'm head of Capsule Corp. Neither does Goten. We are adults now…"
Adults, the word slowly began to cause me to cry. I didn't want them to see my cry, a feeling of shame washed over me. Pretending I didn't care, I walked back inside. I would train myself again. No-one else had time anyway. Not even Bulma's mothers cooking distracted me as I walked inside. I wasn't hungry. It was when I saw Vegeta eye me defensively from behind his stack of pancakes, I had an idea.
"Hey Vegeta!" Pan grinned widely at the sight of Vegeta devouring Bunny's stack of pancakes, and sat down and sighed, her face resting on her hands. "I wish Grandpa was around still…he'd train me…" Vegeta paused for a minted, grunted, and continued eating. "I bet no-one could train people as good as Grandpa…" Vegeta choked on his food slightly, grunted, and continued eating. Between mouthfuls he spoke to Pan.
"One of these pancakes could -gulp- train you better -gulp- then that low class -gulp- warrior -gulp- Kakarot -gulp-" Pan narrowed her eyes.
"Well, my Grandpa could beat you any day!" Vegeta started to laugh "Brat, Kakarot is not coming back to train a Brat like you, live with it"
That was the final straw. I think I snapped, I reverted back to a young teen in space, with her best friend and grandfather, searching for the black star dragon balls. Whiny and upset at everyone who poked fun at her.
Pans bottom lip began to quiver as Vegeta swallowed the last pancake. As he stood, he heard a small whimper.
"Aww, is the poor little Brat going to cr-"
"ITS NOT FAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRRRRRRRRR" Pan started to wail. "WHY DO YOU HVE TO BE SO MEAN!" Vegeta clamped his hands over his ears.
"Gah! Stop that incessant noise!" Pan ignored him.
"I WANT MY GRANDPA!" Vegeta tried to block out the noise.
"OKAY! OKAY! I"LL TRAIN YOU! JUST SHUT UUUUUUUUP!" Pan stopped immediately, sniffing.
"Really Vegeta, you'd do that for me?" Vegeta narrowed his eyes.
"Tomorrow. 5am. Gravity Room. Don't be late." Without another word, Vegeta strolled outside. Pan looked a little stunned as Trunks and Goten walked in.
"Wow Pan, you made so much noise you even convinced Vegeta into training you" Goten, laughing at his niece, grabbed a drink. Trunks joined in the laughter.
"After training with him, you'll never want to fight again, if you survive" Trunks laughed again at Pan's face.
"I WILL NOT!" Pan jutted her chin out, and walked away. Trunks just sighed.
To be honest, I don't know what to expect. Will Vegeta be hard on me? Can I ever turn Super Saiyan? Sometimes I wish I was not mostly human. Maybe I would be stronger. I wish I was like Grandpa Goku.