Disclaimer: I don't own any of dese characters, no? oki day!
Author's note: Guess who's back...back again...me iz back...tell a friend!!! okaiz, dumb i know. It's been ages since i last wrote, or at least to me it has! Well considering i'm sick at home and away from school! Thank God! I decided to take up the opportunity! it beats playing Britney Spears dance-beat all day! Anywayz, another A/U fic!
All you need to know for this one is Goten - 18, Pan- 17, Bra- 16 and Trunks - 18!
On planet Vegeta!!!! Goten is an elite, Pan's a...i don't know yet, but she's on the side. another T/P.
No flames please, be gentle! ^^
"..." means talking
*...* means thinking
(....) means me interupting
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Loud beeping sounds echoed down the narrow, white corridor. Pan shot up and leapt out of bed, running into the kitchen.
Opening a window to let out all the smoke clouding the room she turned her gaze to who the culprit was.
"Goten, what are you doing?" she asked shaking her head pitifully at her older brother. Goten turned to face her with a pouty face, a charcoaled frying pan in one hand and a burned spatula in the other. "I was trying to make pancakes for breakfast" he whined.
Pan sighed heavily. "Hold that thought, i'll change and help you out. In the meantime, clean this place up, and put an air freshner in" she said, wrinkling her nose in disgust. Goten nodded and wiped his hand acroos his forehead, smudging a black line across it's center.
Showering quickly, she threw on a pair of black cargo hipster jeans and a tight army green tank top. Placing her hair in a bun ontop of her with chopsticks she entered the distasterously messy kitchen. "Goten, I thought I said clean it up" she groaned. Goten poked his out of the living room "Sorry, my new training partner has arrived" he said, grinning. She rolled her eyes, and rummaged throught the pantry, emerging with three bottles of 'shake-n-make pancakes.'
20 minutes later Pan heard the training room door open. "Goten!!!! Breakfast is ready!!!" she called out. "Can my partner stay?" he asked politely. "You make 'your partner' sound almost gay, and yes he can" she replied.
Goten entered the kitchen soon followed by a tall, tanned, purple-haired teenager. (A/N: gee, i wonder who that could be? VV-^V) "Thanks for letting me stay" he said, curtly. Pan's throat closed on her. * Is that the Prince?* she asked herself. She couldn't say anything even if she tried. *This place is a mess, it stinks of smoke! and the prince is here!!!* She quickly cleared her throat and recovered. "It's okay, um take a seat" she squeaked, beckoning him to the small round table. Trunks obliged and took a seat. "Tumphs, dish ish ma shishsta Pam" Goten said with a mouthful of pancakes. Trunks turned his head and looked at him quizzically. "What?" he asked, slightly confused. Pan rolled her eyes. " Don't talk while you're eating" she snapped. Goten grinned, little bits of pancakes poking out of the gaps between his teeth. "Um...sorry about my brother, my name's Pan" she introduced. "Nice to meet you, I'm.." "I know who you are" she said cutting him off.
He smiled sadly. "Yeah, everyone seems to. I can't even sneak out without people recognising me" he said as she rummaged through the pantry looking for the maple syrup. Seating herself back at the table holding the bottle she asked "why would you want to sneak out?"
He blushed a deep shade of crimson. "Well, er, you see, some girls..." "Oh! Never mind! I understand" she intervined. "And my dad pressures me alot as well" he added. Pan arched an eyebrow. (like this!!! ô.o, hehehehehe, damn dats fucked up) "Yeah, he-I mean, the king wants him to marry this year" Goten interrupted.He stooped over the table to Pan's plate which was still full with pancakes. "You gonna eat those Panny?" he asked, sneekily. She narrows her brown eyes on him. "Yes I am!" she snapped. He pouted and leaned back into his chair and leaned his head on his hands, elbows on the table. She sighed and handed him her plate. He grinned cheefully and began eating again.
Trunks looked at her astounded. "Why's you do that? What're you going to eat?" he asked. Pan smiled. "Luckily, I inherited my mum's appetite" she said, grabbing an apple from the fruit bowl placed in the center of the table.
After they finished breakfast, Trunks left. "Um...Pan, there was more to it then him just coming for our training session..." Goten explained. Pan turned to him, "Really, what was that?" she asked. Goten began fidgeting with his white shirt. "Well, you see, when mum and dad....they left a will and...in it was mentioned, that you're betrothed to him." Pan stared blankly at him, and began laughing lightly.
"Get serious Goten, like mum and dad would have done anything like that" she said. "DON'T JOKE LIKE THAT!!!" she yelled. "Panny, i'm not joking, you're going to get married to Trunks"
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I know lame, but i'll continue it soon. Gimme ur opinion! is it good! is it bad?!should i not bother to continue it! but paleeeeeeeez!!! be nice!?
thank you!!!!!!!
Author's note: Guess who's back...back again...me iz back...tell a friend!!! okaiz, dumb i know. It's been ages since i last wrote, or at least to me it has! Well considering i'm sick at home and away from school! Thank God! I decided to take up the opportunity! it beats playing Britney Spears dance-beat all day! Anywayz, another A/U fic!
All you need to know for this one is Goten - 18, Pan- 17, Bra- 16 and Trunks - 18!
On planet Vegeta!!!! Goten is an elite, Pan's a...i don't know yet, but she's on the side. another T/P.
No flames please, be gentle! ^^
"..." means talking
*...* means thinking
(....) means me interupting
**********************************~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~**********************************************
Loud beeping sounds echoed down the narrow, white corridor. Pan shot up and leapt out of bed, running into the kitchen.
Opening a window to let out all the smoke clouding the room she turned her gaze to who the culprit was.
"Goten, what are you doing?" she asked shaking her head pitifully at her older brother. Goten turned to face her with a pouty face, a charcoaled frying pan in one hand and a burned spatula in the other. "I was trying to make pancakes for breakfast" he whined.
Pan sighed heavily. "Hold that thought, i'll change and help you out. In the meantime, clean this place up, and put an air freshner in" she said, wrinkling her nose in disgust. Goten nodded and wiped his hand acroos his forehead, smudging a black line across it's center.
Showering quickly, she threw on a pair of black cargo hipster jeans and a tight army green tank top. Placing her hair in a bun ontop of her with chopsticks she entered the distasterously messy kitchen. "Goten, I thought I said clean it up" she groaned. Goten poked his out of the living room "Sorry, my new training partner has arrived" he said, grinning. She rolled her eyes, and rummaged throught the pantry, emerging with three bottles of 'shake-n-make pancakes.'
20 minutes later Pan heard the training room door open. "Goten!!!! Breakfast is ready!!!" she called out. "Can my partner stay?" he asked politely. "You make 'your partner' sound almost gay, and yes he can" she replied.
Goten entered the kitchen soon followed by a tall, tanned, purple-haired teenager. (A/N: gee, i wonder who that could be? VV-^V) "Thanks for letting me stay" he said, curtly. Pan's throat closed on her. * Is that the Prince?* she asked herself. She couldn't say anything even if she tried. *This place is a mess, it stinks of smoke! and the prince is here!!!* She quickly cleared her throat and recovered. "It's okay, um take a seat" she squeaked, beckoning him to the small round table. Trunks obliged and took a seat. "Tumphs, dish ish ma shishsta Pam" Goten said with a mouthful of pancakes. Trunks turned his head and looked at him quizzically. "What?" he asked, slightly confused. Pan rolled her eyes. " Don't talk while you're eating" she snapped. Goten grinned, little bits of pancakes poking out of the gaps between his teeth. "Um...sorry about my brother, my name's Pan" she introduced. "Nice to meet you, I'm.." "I know who you are" she said cutting him off.
He smiled sadly. "Yeah, everyone seems to. I can't even sneak out without people recognising me" he said as she rummaged through the pantry looking for the maple syrup. Seating herself back at the table holding the bottle she asked "why would you want to sneak out?"
He blushed a deep shade of crimson. "Well, er, you see, some girls..." "Oh! Never mind! I understand" she intervined. "And my dad pressures me alot as well" he added. Pan arched an eyebrow. (like this!!! ô.o, hehehehehe, damn dats fucked up) "Yeah, he-I mean, the king wants him to marry this year" Goten interrupted.He stooped over the table to Pan's plate which was still full with pancakes. "You gonna eat those Panny?" he asked, sneekily. She narrows her brown eyes on him. "Yes I am!" she snapped. He pouted and leaned back into his chair and leaned his head on his hands, elbows on the table. She sighed and handed him her plate. He grinned cheefully and began eating again.
Trunks looked at her astounded. "Why's you do that? What're you going to eat?" he asked. Pan smiled. "Luckily, I inherited my mum's appetite" she said, grabbing an apple from the fruit bowl placed in the center of the table.
After they finished breakfast, Trunks left. "Um...Pan, there was more to it then him just coming for our training session..." Goten explained. Pan turned to him, "Really, what was that?" she asked. Goten began fidgeting with his white shirt. "Well, you see, when mum and dad....they left a will and...in it was mentioned, that you're betrothed to him." Pan stared blankly at him, and began laughing lightly.
"Get serious Goten, like mum and dad would have done anything like that" she said. "DON'T JOKE LIKE THAT!!!" she yelled. "Panny, i'm not joking, you're going to get married to Trunks"
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I know lame, but i'll continue it soon. Gimme ur opinion! is it good! is it bad?!should i not bother to continue it! but paleeeeeeeez!!! be nice!?
thank you!!!!!!!