Just Your Average T/P
By Granny Adams
[A/N Okay, this came to mind on my skiing vacation, thinking about most T/P's and how they shared a similar if not identical plot. The only differences are the dialogue, places, and random graphic sex. Now, if I poke fun at something like your ficcie or something, laugh. It's good to laugh at yourself sometimes. CIAO! And enjoy..]
Chapter 1: The Dream Sequence
Pan sat on her roof, gazing into the stars, and space's infinite depth. Every piece of this endless puzzle put together so carefully. The moon was at a half, and it shone on Pan's skin, giving it a milky glow. Her hair shone softly, light catching on every strand of her long hair.
"It's all so big." She said to no one in particular, playing Captain Obvious.
"So is my.. Durr.. I mean.." The mysterious shadowy figure regained their composure, "Yes, it is."
Pan whipped around, sending her potential energy flying into kinetic energy as she flipped off the roof and landed on her front lawn.
'Even though I can read your power level, Mr. Mysterious, I'm still going to ask,' She thought
"WHO'S THERE?!!" She cupped her hands to her mouth and yelled.
The 'Mr. Mysterious' stepped into the light of the garage lamp, which had just turned on when the motion detector detected Pan diving off the roof. And to Pan's 'surprise', it was Trunks.
"What are you doing here?" She called, hopping back onto the roof.
Bad, romantic music began to play, with an acoustic guitar and piano, out of the middle of no-where.
"I'm listening to you talk to yourself," He responded, smirking that Oh-so- famous-veggie-cocky-smirk.
'I did the smirk, and she should be allll over me. Anytime now.' Trunks thought, crossing his arms.
'That smirk,' Pan huskily, yet mentally said, 'Those eyes.. Eyes like water in a toliet bowl after you add the blue chemicals that sanitize it and clean the septic tank...' She quietly sighed.
After both of them were done thinking, Trunks couldn't wait any longer and leaned in to kiss her.
Then Pan woke up, to the beeping of her alarm clock.
By Granny Adams
[A/N Okay, this came to mind on my skiing vacation, thinking about most T/P's and how they shared a similar if not identical plot. The only differences are the dialogue, places, and random graphic sex. Now, if I poke fun at something like your ficcie or something, laugh. It's good to laugh at yourself sometimes. CIAO! And enjoy..]
Chapter 1: The Dream Sequence
Pan sat on her roof, gazing into the stars, and space's infinite depth. Every piece of this endless puzzle put together so carefully. The moon was at a half, and it shone on Pan's skin, giving it a milky glow. Her hair shone softly, light catching on every strand of her long hair.
"It's all so big." She said to no one in particular, playing Captain Obvious.
"So is my.. Durr.. I mean.." The mysterious shadowy figure regained their composure, "Yes, it is."
Pan whipped around, sending her potential energy flying into kinetic energy as she flipped off the roof and landed on her front lawn.
'Even though I can read your power level, Mr. Mysterious, I'm still going to ask,' She thought
"WHO'S THERE?!!" She cupped her hands to her mouth and yelled.
The 'Mr. Mysterious' stepped into the light of the garage lamp, which had just turned on when the motion detector detected Pan diving off the roof. And to Pan's 'surprise', it was Trunks.
"What are you doing here?" She called, hopping back onto the roof.
Bad, romantic music began to play, with an acoustic guitar and piano, out of the middle of no-where.
"I'm listening to you talk to yourself," He responded, smirking that Oh-so- famous-veggie-cocky-smirk.
'I did the smirk, and she should be allll over me. Anytime now.' Trunks thought, crossing his arms.
'That smirk,' Pan huskily, yet mentally said, 'Those eyes.. Eyes like water in a toliet bowl after you add the blue chemicals that sanitize it and clean the septic tank...' She quietly sighed.
After both of them were done thinking, Trunks couldn't wait any longer and leaned in to kiss her.
Then Pan woke up, to the beeping of her alarm clock.