Spring Brake
By:kawaii_pan_loves_trunks
A/N: I have nothing against Maron but in my story she's gonna be an air head. And not
cause i have anything against blondes cause I'm a natural who got tiered and dyed her
hair so, no hard feelings against Maron, ok?
Disclaimer: U know the drill! DBZ/GT doesn't belong to me or MTV or N64 or any other
lolness found in this story! But the plot its self is mine so get ur paws off it! *grabs plot
locks it in safe* Enough flapping of gums! On with the fic!
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Chapter 2: Still Thursday, CC building
"Ha! Beat that boxer boy!"
"I have told you a million times not to call me that!"
Fifteen minutes into the game Goten and Uub gave up cause Pan kept killing
them and then hunting Trunks down. By now (one hour later) Trunks gave up and Pan was
declared the winner. But she just HAD to rub it in... Anyway, these two kept the arguing
and name calling until Bra called the attention towards herself.
"Ahem"
"... Trunks is in his trunks!..."
"ooooh Panny and her scary FRYING PAN!"
"Ahem" At the moment pan ran into the kitchen and back with the 'frying pan'.
"YOU WANT A FRYING PAN? WELL I KNOW THIS ONE'S GOING UP YOUR-"
"ahem, ahem AHEM!!!!!!!!!!!" Bra lost it. Pan immediately dropped the pan (Pan drops
the pan... lol) and it landed with a loud clunk on the floor.
"My friends, boy friend, and brother. I have a great ide-"
"Cut the crap Bra, tell us the 'great' idea" Trunks interrupted which made her grab the frying
pan and hit Trunks on the head with it, which didn't cause nothing except for a small red
spot.
"Anyway, " a smile appeared on her face again "My idea was to make a party! Nothing big
or mardigra but you know, just beer, music and friends!"
Everyone stared all O_o at first then the mass of hysteria which had died earlier
reawakened. Everyone started talking about what they would wear or who they would invite.
To them this was the best idea Bra had for a long time. But it didn't bother her.
~^_^~^_^~^_^~^_^~^_^~^_^
Hours later, various calls were made, the drinks and the music had arrived,
and they were all dressed up and stuff. All that was missing now were the party animals
(ala: guests).
Bra sat down on the loveseat near the door to wait for her friends. She glanced
at her watch. She knew her friends would be fashionably late so she didn't worry.
~^_^~^_^~^_^~^_^~^_^~^_^Half an hour later...
"Um, Bra? Where's everyone?" Pan asked being joined in by Trunks.
"Yeah baby sis, they should have been here more than an hour ago!" he said
Bra stood up and opened the front door. Not a car or person in sight. Now she
was worried. No body would ever say no to one of her parties, and not all her friends could
have had a car accident not could they? Definitely not. Then a thought came across
Trunks' mind.
"Bra, who was in charge of making the phone calls?" he asked fearful of the ansswer,"Please
tell me it wasn't a certain blonde we all know incapable of opening a door, now would it?"
"yes" *gulp*
By:kawaii_pan_loves_trunks
A/N: I have nothing against Maron but in my story she's gonna be an air head. And not
cause i have anything against blondes cause I'm a natural who got tiered and dyed her
hair so, no hard feelings against Maron, ok?
Disclaimer: U know the drill! DBZ/GT doesn't belong to me or MTV or N64 or any other
lolness found in this story! But the plot its self is mine so get ur paws off it! *grabs plot
locks it in safe* Enough flapping of gums! On with the fic!
******************
Chapter 2: Still Thursday, CC building
"Ha! Beat that boxer boy!"
"I have told you a million times not to call me that!"
Fifteen minutes into the game Goten and Uub gave up cause Pan kept killing
them and then hunting Trunks down. By now (one hour later) Trunks gave up and Pan was
declared the winner. But she just HAD to rub it in... Anyway, these two kept the arguing
and name calling until Bra called the attention towards herself.
"Ahem"
"... Trunks is in his trunks!..."
"ooooh Panny and her scary FRYING PAN!"
"Ahem" At the moment pan ran into the kitchen and back with the 'frying pan'.
"YOU WANT A FRYING PAN? WELL I KNOW THIS ONE'S GOING UP YOUR-"
"ahem, ahem AHEM!!!!!!!!!!!" Bra lost it. Pan immediately dropped the pan (Pan drops
the pan... lol) and it landed with a loud clunk on the floor.
"My friends, boy friend, and brother. I have a great ide-"
"Cut the crap Bra, tell us the 'great' idea" Trunks interrupted which made her grab the frying
pan and hit Trunks on the head with it, which didn't cause nothing except for a small red
spot.
"Anyway, " a smile appeared on her face again "My idea was to make a party! Nothing big
or mardigra but you know, just beer, music and friends!"
Everyone stared all O_o at first then the mass of hysteria which had died earlier
reawakened. Everyone started talking about what they would wear or who they would invite.
To them this was the best idea Bra had for a long time. But it didn't bother her.
~^_^~^_^~^_^~^_^~^_^~^_^
Hours later, various calls were made, the drinks and the music had arrived,
and they were all dressed up and stuff. All that was missing now were the party animals
(ala: guests).
Bra sat down on the loveseat near the door to wait for her friends. She glanced
at her watch. She knew her friends would be fashionably late so she didn't worry.
~^_^~^_^~^_^~^_^~^_^~^_^Half an hour later...
"Um, Bra? Where's everyone?" Pan asked being joined in by Trunks.
"Yeah baby sis, they should have been here more than an hour ago!" he said
Bra stood up and opened the front door. Not a car or person in sight. Now she
was worried. No body would ever say no to one of her parties, and not all her friends could
have had a car accident not could they? Definitely not. Then a thought came across
Trunks' mind.
"Bra, who was in charge of making the phone calls?" he asked fearful of the ansswer,"Please
tell me it wasn't a certain blonde we all know incapable of opening a door, now would it?"
"yes" *gulp*