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Chapter two
Flashback..or flash forward, cause technically Pan is from the future, except we are talking about the events that lead to…I think you get the picture
In capsule corp sometime in the future, a little six-year-old girl had snuck away from the watchful eye of her parents. Finding herself in an empty corridor, she entered a random room. Not knowing what the room was, Pan continued to explore the room, closing the door behind her. That's when she saw it.
The large platform, the blinking lights, the sleek smooth railings. It was the DDR machine…no wait, that's the machine next to it, my bad. A weird looking machine was situated next to the DDR machine, which Pan walked over to, catching her curiosity. She climbed onto the platform and walked over to one of the buttons. And for whatever reason bit the machine.
End of flashback
"Wait so, you bit the time machine?" Gohan asked the little girl.
"Uh huh."
"And it sent you to this time?"
"Yep."
"You're my future daughter?"
"Uh huh."
"Okay good," Gohan said, getting the picture. "Now we got that sorted, can you please unlatch yourself from my face."
"No."
Currently in the kitchen, was Bulma, Pan and Gohan. Vegeta and Trunks had been booted out of the kitchen for making to much noise, and for once Bulma had actually asked them to go train. Pan was currently latching herself on her fathers face, making it hard for him to breathe, or see for that matter.
"Pan, sweetie," Bulma cooed, grabbing Pan's body. "I don't think Gohan can breathe, so can you possibly hug him somewhere else?"
Reluctantly, Pan let go and allowed herself to be carried by Bulma.
"Geez Gohan, you must be a pretty good father in the future if you get that kind of reaction from your daughter," Bulma said. "Why don't you look after Trunks a bit more?"
Pan giggled, playing with the blue haired geniuses hair.
"Daddy's the best," she cooed, earning a smile from Bulma. "There was the time he accidentally dropped me from when he was flying, the time where he lost me in the forest, than there was a time when he sat on me, than there was also the time when he was making mommy groan weirdly in bed when I had crept into their room to sleep with th-"
Bulma placed her hand around the little girl's mouth, before turning to face the sweating half saiyan.
"On second thoughts, I think Vegeta is doing a marvellous job," Bulma forced out, handing Pan to him. "You look after her. I think she needs some bonding time, and you need to learn to be a better parent."
Trembling, Gohan reached out and grabbed his future daughter, staring into her onyx eyes. This was going to be his daughter. His future daughter. Well, nothing bad could really happen.
"Pan, where do you want to go?"
Satan world was a recent and newly built theme park for all ages, obviously named after our saviour(coughcough). As they landed nearby in an empty alleyway, Gohan bent down so Pan could get off his back.
Gohan wore his brown pants, a white shirt and an orange and black jacket, much like what his father wore before the cell games. Pan wore her usual orange gi.
"Okay, we're here," he said.
Closing his eyes, he charged his ki, raising it. He ascended to super saiyan, his now blonde hair raising slightly.
"Good, now no one will recognise me," he said. "Come Pan, let's go."
Pan continued to cling onto her father's back, not wanting to go down.
"I wanna you to carry me," she whined, putting on the best sad puppy eyes imaginable.
Like a typical Son, Gohan lost the battle of expressions, and sighed. Together, father and daughter they walked out of the alleyway and towards the theme park.
"Videl, thank you for inviting us," Erasa exclaimed, embracing her best friend outside of Satan world. "Not only that, but it was for free!"
The blonde squealed in delight, before a hand was placed on her head. Sharpner smirked, rubbing the girls head.
"You're like a little girl," he said. "It's time you grew up a bit like me and Videl."
The irresistible machine (coughcoughdied) wrapped his arms around his girl's waist. Sighing, Videl punched the boy in the face, sending him reeling back into a parent and what looked to be his daughter (anyone that can guess who this is first, I will update one of my stories of their choosing before any other).
Strangely, Sharpner felt like he hit a brick wall, wincing as he crashed into whoever it was that blocked him.
"Watch where you're going," the parent said.
Angry, Sharpner stood up and was about to yell at whoever it was that crashed into him, before realising it was a beautiful blonde woman with exquisite blue eyes. On her back was a blonde little girl with no nose, giggling happily.
Immediately not thinking (no surprise) he gave off a sexy smirk, about to wrap his arm around her shoulders.
"So, is there a…Mr needed for you, my beautiful angel?" Sharpner said, showing off his English abilities. This probably explained why he did so well in the test. Either that or it was because he had his phone with him during the test.
Back to the present, the blonde haired woman (number eighteen for those like Sharpner) struck the boy in the face, sending him flying into the air.
"I'm here with my daughter, no other reason," she said coldly, reaching into her pocket and producing a pair of spy like sunglasses, slipping them onto her face.
That's when Videl noticed something else. Behind her were two others, one who was a black flame like haired man, with similar sunglasses, with a pink shirt, which reads 'badass father'. He had black long pants, hiding his muscular legs. On his back was a purple haired boy grinning at everything.
The last one was a woman, with a tied up bun, some bangs falling from the sides of her face. She too was wearing a pair of sunglasses, with a similar pink button shirt as the black haired man, except on the back it read 'pans for life'. On her back was a black haired child with wild hair, which seemed similar to Videl, like she had seen it before.
Everybody stopped what they were doing as the three pairs of parent and child on their backs. They all cleared a pathway, as the three parents walked through the crowd and to the entrance of Satan world.
Recovering from his blow, Sharpner stood back up, hiding behind Videl for protection as he watched the three parents hand their tickets in.
"Whatever reason their here for, I think it's dangerous," Sharpner concluded.
He couldn't have been more right(for once).
What was going on in their heads during that time.
'Bulma told me that Gohan was going to be here,' Eighteen thought to herself. 'So I'm going to take pictures of him and his child and blackmail him with it.'
Meanwhile, Vegeta was thinking 'I am the prince of all saiyans. Some day I'll get that woman to listen to me and not command me around…'
Chichi's mind on the other hand was just full of pictures of grandchildren.
After recovering from the shock, the three teenagers made their way into the theme park. Sharpner wanted to go to the extreme rides. Erasa wanted to go to the arcade. Videl just wanted to go home. Sadly, none of them got what they wanted.
Instead straight away the was the sound of crying. By herself, sitting on the ledge of the giant fountain in the middle of the roundabout section of the theme park was a crying little girl. Immediately touched by the sudden display, Erasa swooned and cuddled the little girl.
"There there now little cutie," she cooed. "Where are your parents?"
As Videl walked closer towards her friend, the little girl dried her tears and looked up, seeing the familiar figure walk towards her.
"Mama!" she shouted, latching herself onto Videl's leg.
There was an awkward silence between the three friends, before a single tumbleweed bounced it's way onto Sharpner's head and away from sight. Luckily no one was looking at the scene that was unveiling.
"Videl? You're a mum?" Sharpner asked, obviously horrified. "But…how could you cheat on me? You had this child since you were like…eleven?"
"No idiot!" Videl shouted, breaking the girl's grip gently and lifting her up till she was face to face.
"Sorry little girl, I'm not your mother, you must be mistaken," she said, placing her down beside Erasa. "But a better question, why were you crying?"
"Daddy went to buy some ice cream for me, but than those boys started throwing stuff at me," Pan said, pointing behind the trio.
As she did, a grape flew and struck Sharpner in the head, causing him to glare at the group of boys laughing their butts off (no they weren't Trunks or Goten).
"How dare you," Sharpner growled. "You want a piece of me little punks?"
Another three grapes were thrown, hitting each of the older teens. But before they could do anything, the little girl beside Erasa snapped.
"You meanies, stop it!"
Suddenly, like magic, Pan disappeared, reappearing beside the group of boys. Grabbing two random boy's ankles, she effortlessly lifted them up and like a baby trying to break their toys, smashed them up and down on the concrete ground over and over again, letting go of their ankles and grabbing another boy's one each second.
By the time she was done, everybody was looking at her. Innocently, she let go of the boys, smiling sheepishly at the three older teens, staring with their jaws dropped.
"Videl," Erasa whispered. "You sure she's not related to you in anyway?"
Videl shook her head.
Suddenly six shadows loomed over Pan. The little girl turned around to see six bulky men, most likely the fathers of the boys she just beaten up.
She gulped.
Before running away and crying towards Videl, hiding behind her legs.
"Mummy save me," she pleaded, hugging her legs.
The six fathers stared. That child…was the daughter of Videl Satan? Only one of them stepped out, the largest of them, easily dwarfing Videl, and even Sharpner.
"Who would have thought that the Videl, had a daughter," he sneered, walking towards the group.
"I don't," Videl answered.
"Either way, you are related to this girl one way or another, and she beat up my son. You are about to get pounded!" the man roared, a swung his fist in an angry attempt to strike the Satan girl.
What everyone expected was the Raven haired girl to dodge and beat the man up. What no one expected, was the Gold Fighter to appear, to beat the man up. I mean there was no reason for him to (coughcoughdefinitelynot).
Gohan caught the larger man's fist, bending down to give Pan her ice cream. The little girl happily grabbed the cone, and had begun licking it.
As she did, Gohan glared at the man, who was now sweating visibly.
"Were you the one that made my daughter cry?" Gohan asked, raising his other fist.
