Sorry about the lateness and all. There was work, exams, Ozzfest and crack keeping me from writing. But to make it up, here's an extra long chapter!
*Saiya-man voice* On the last episode, Vegeta's son came back and Pan went SSJ4 and I messed things up! *meekly* Don't blame me! All the DBGT information I get is from Hikumi. Thanks to OmegaNY for filling me in. The more I know the better! In this episode: More truth is revealed and Vegeta dresses up like a rocker!
Veresti: Umm...........*sweatdrops under her intent stare* Ok. New chapter. I even got it out so soon (-er than planned. Pre-Ozzfest) just for you! Oh, and the tap dancing thing? It's cultural.....just don't ask. I know it's a zany thing to post in a chat. For some reason I'm always happy online and not happy offline....
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Piccolo was the first to wake up after Pan had knocked them all out. He got up and dusted himself off and looked around. He felt for Pan's ki and found it hidden again. *Kuso!* he thought. *How can Pan be so strong!? Only a few weeks ago she was weaker than me, and now she's the strongest person on the planet. Apart from that other Vegeta...and why was Vegeta so weak? First he was beaten by Gohan, who hasn't trained in 20 years, then he can't reach level 2?* Piccolo's train of thought was interrupted by a stirring from the bodies below him. Almost simultaneously Gohan, Goten and Trunks arose. Gohan rubbed his head as he tried to remember what had happened. As soon as he did he dipped his head.
'She didn't come back...' he stated remorsefully. 'What we all did....what I did to her is unforgivable. I can't sense her or Vegeta anywhere. If we want to find her we'll have to wait for this new Vegeta to show up again, and we don't know when that'll be...' There was a brief silence.
'Or we could look for them the old fashioned way! Just put up posters with a picture of her!' suggested Goten. Gohan's face brightened.
'That's a good idea, Goten! Come on! We'll go home and get started!' With that said, the three halflings took off for Capsule Corp, and Piccolo returned to the lookout.
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Pan woke up feeling refreshed. She stretched a bit and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. 'Ah...the few seconds in the morning before I remember how shitty my life is...' she said to herself. In truth, she never forgot how shitty her life was. She just felt happy for some reason. *That's it! It's the weekend AND I can walk again!! I think I'll leap out of bed today...* With that she pressed her hands to the bed and pushed. She went flying up, only to feel an incredible pain in her spine. She let out a bloodcurdling howl as the pain ripped throughout her body. She fell back down to the bed and saw that she had been unknowingly pinning her tail to the bed when she jumped, causing it to be unmercifully pulled.
'Are you ok Pan!?!' yelled Vegeta as he looked around the room for any threats from the doorway in a fighting stance. He had been downstairs preparing breakfast for the two of them when her heard Pan. He had rushed upstairs to find Pan cradling her tail in her lap, making soft whimpering sounds.
'I pulled my tail,' she whimpered. Vegeta relaxed and grinned slightly before a devilish idea overcame him and he smirked. He sat on the bed next to her and began to stroke her tail. She involuntarily shivered at the foreign contact. The pain began to ease as Vegeta petted it. After a few minutes of this the pain had gone and a pleasant sensation overcame her. She began to squirm with pleasure and began to whimper once more. It was then she realised exactly what he was doing. She blushed a bright crimson and quickly turned away from him. 'Vegeta,' she began, but he hushed her. He released his hold on her tail and pulled her close to him so that her back was pressed to his chest. He kissed her jaw from behind and moved to her neck, trailing kisses the whole way. He trailed his tongue all about her neck and jaw, he nibbled on her ear.....then the doorbell rang. He cursed and got up to answer it, leaving Pan to whimper at the sudden loss of contact. She composed herself after a few seconds and went downstairs.
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Carl pressed the doorbell to the house. Matt had looked at the school listings and found Pan's address, so Matt, Angela, Mark and Carl had decided to pay Pan a visit. The door opened to reveal and extremely annoyed Vegeta. They all jumped back in surprise. 'Woah! Vegeta?! I didn't know that you and Pan lived together!' said Angela loudly. Vegeta simply glowered at her and she backed away. Carl chose that moment to make a rude and dangerous comment.
'Hey look! Vegeta was getting some before we came!' he said while pointing to a half naked Pan who had come up behind him. Vegeta shot his death glare to Carl with a passion.
'Guys? What are you doing here?' asked Pan. Everyone's stare was now directed to her. 'What is it? Do I have something on my face?!' demanded Pan angrily.
'Umm....you're walking, Pan. You lied to everybody!' said Angela. Pan's heart skipped a beat. *I was...oh shit oh shit oh shit....how am I gonna explain this? Oh yeah, yesterday an evil being of unimaginable power stopped by and asked for a duel. Being a being of similar power I said yes and turned into a big ass monkey and fought him, only he got away and I went home and when I got there I could walk. Right. Like they'd believe that.
'As it just so happens,' started Vegeta. 'A being of immense power attacked Pan. She beat him into the ground and she somehow recovered afterwards. And I WAS getting some before you weaklings arrived!' Carl broke into a cheer.
'I was right I was right!! You WERE getting some! Pan and Vegeta up a tree, F.U.C.K.I.N.G!!' Pan went red with embarrassment and Vegeta chuckled.
'Grr...SHUT UP CARL!! Or I'll kick the shit out of you!' yelled Pan from her position at Vegeta's side. Carl's cheering slowly diminished. 'You're the weakest one here Carl!'
'Oh yeah! I almost forgot! I told Angela, Matt and Mark about you. How you can use ki and stuff.' It took Pan a moment to register what he had said, but when she did she wasn't happy. In the blink of an eye she had Carl about a foot off the ground by his neck. 'WHAT THE FUCK DID YA DO THAT FOR!?! Who else knows!?!' she demanded. Carl's eyes made their way down from her face to her chest. From his newfound height he could see right down Pan's skimpy nightie. Even in his oxygen deprived state he managed to crack a massive grin. Vegeta saw where his eyes were and burst out laughing. Pan turned to yell at Vegeta, giving Carl an even better view.
'Grr.....what's so funny, Vegeta!!?' she demanded while looking into his eyes. In answer his eyes darted down to her breasts and to Carl and back to her eyes. He started to laugh again when Pan turned back to Carl. She saw him actually trying to get higher so that he could see more. She coughed to get his attention. He looked to her and gulped. *Uh oh* Vegeta began to laugh harder. She threw him from the house to the street. He slowly got up, rubbing a sore spot on his head when a truck beeped it's horn and slammed on its brakes. Carl was knocked over and didn't get up. Pan lost the color in her face. After a tense second the five on the doorstep rushed to him. *Oh no! I've killed him! I didn't mean to hurt him! Oh Dende, what if he doesn't make it?* The driver got out and ran over to him.
'Oh my god! Are you ok, kid? You just came out of nowhere! Can you hear me?' asked the beefy driver. After about three seconds deathly silence Carl leapt up with a stupid grin on his face.
'Yeah, I'm grand!' He then walked away totally unfazed. It took the others a while to cop on to what exactly had happened. Pan clenched and unclenched her fists.
'I swear I'm gonna hurt him some day!'
Five minutes later the truck had gone on it's way and the gang was inside the house, sitting around the breakfast table, eating the meal that Vegeta had been making while Pan was asleep. Pan had put on some more clothes as a precaution.
'Ok guys, I think I have some explaining to do. First, Vegeta and I are...' Pan glanced at Vegeta. 'Together, for lack of a better word. This whole stupid adventure started when my mom and dad went on vacation...' Pan then proceeded to tell them what had happened from then to now. She left out being insanely powerful and all, but she told them that she was a Saiya-jin. They just knew that she was stronger than them. It took about an hour.
'So.....you're "bonded"?' asked Matt.
'Yes. It is a ritual that runs much deeper than marriage,' said Vegeta.
'So what you're saying is that you can sense each other thoughts and emotions?' asked Angela. Pan and Vegeta nodded.
'Have you had funky monkey sex yet?' asked Carl with a grin. Pan slapped her forehead and dragged her hand down her face.
'No, Carl. We haven't. I was paralyzed, remember?'
'Would you have done it if you weren't?'
'Well...I...' Pan fumbled. She battled her two index fingers against one another. Vegeta howled with laughter. 'This morning was interesting....then you guys came along! Why did you come anyway?'
'We were going shopping and were gonna invite you. Wanna come?'
'Sure! The mall in town?'
'Yep! Let's go!' Carl turned to Vegeta. 'You need some new clothes, Veggie!'
'Don't call me Veggie.'
'Why not, Veggie?'
'I'm warning you, Carl.'
'Veggie?.......Veggie?' He squeaked as Vegeta came menacingly closer.
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25 painful minutes later at the mall...
Most people feel a bit uneasy when a gang of dangerous looking people walk into a mall, and these people were no different. When four teenagers dressed in black hooded uniform with chains at their sides and a man with huge muscles and a scowl that could wilt flowers come waltzing in, you must be wary of them.
'So where to first?' asked Mark. 'I think Asha. We need to get Veggie-chan some new clothes anyway.' Vegeta chose to ignore the dreaded nickname and spare Mark's life. For now....The gang unanimously voted on Asha, the store where you could get anything from the semi-normal to the weird and outlandish, be it clothing, jewellery or "other". They walked around the mall until they came to the store in question. They went in and found it almost empty. Quite unusual for a Saturday morning. There were two women behind the counter. Matt dragged Vegeta to the clothing section while the others looked at their own things.
'Ok, Veggie, what are you looking for? What's your style? Visual, or mental? Do you wanna disturb people with a cool picture, or do you wanna offend them with a witty slogan?' Vegeta opted for both. Matt looked through rack after rack, occasionally taking something out and shaking his head at it and putting it back.
'This one,' stated Vegeta firmly. Matt looked over it and instantly approved. The slogan "I want you to know that I sympathize with your plight, and I feel sorry for you and your starving family and sick mother. I understand how hard your life has been, what with your father and brothers at war, and you have my whole-hearted support. Now fuck off and stop following me!" was printed over a picture of a war-torn third world country. Vegeta let out a cruel laugh, tossed it over his shoulder and went looking at the chains. Vegeta picked out a few things. To be more precise: A chain made out of bones and a necklace made of silver spiked balls. He saw something that made him crack a wide grin. Ten things, actually. Ten flexible steel fingers, with long, sharp nails. He put two or three on one hand to test them out. He moved his fingers and the steel moulding with them, bending at the joints. He put the rest on so that he had two hands of steel. Oh how he was going to enjoy terrifying his class on Monday. The gang lounged around for the next 20 minutes before dumping all the chosen items on the counter. Vegeta had begrudgingly paid for it all at Pan's request. Vegeta changed in the changing rooms. When he emerged he was clad in baggy black jeans with his bone chain by his side. He was wearing the hoodie with the slogan, all ten finger thingies and the necklace.
'I can't believe I'm dressed like this,' he said flatly with his arms crossed.
'Oh come off it, Vegeta!' encouraged Pan. 'You look great! Besides, you're the one who picked out the clothes.' Vegeta sighed.
'Well at least you're not really short anymore, Vegeta!' said Carl, pointing to Vegeta's new boots. They gave him another 3 inches (Now he's 5'5). Vegeta huffed and left and they all followed him. 'You're just shorter than the average person!'
They walked for a while around the place. Vegeta was highly amused when he heard people making comments about his "offensive attire" behind his back with his Saiya-jin hearing. They were now walking past a computer store.
'Hey Vegeta, how about you buy a computer?' suggested Pan.
'Why would I need one of those infernal contraptions?' he demanded.
'Well.....you could write your thoughts and post them on the internet. I've seen you at CC. You post the things you dislike on the internet,' She mocked. Vegeta raised an eyebrow.
'Are you suggesting that I stay up late at night and write Kakarot bashing fics?'
'Yes.'
'Because if you are, you're wrong. For you see, I have no obsession with becoming strong enough to defeat your dead grandfather in combat by means of training under high levels of gravity, nor do I hate him enough to lose any kind of sleep over, much less waste the electricity which would be used to power the computer.'
Pan burst out laughing. 'Sure. Whatever you say, Vegeta.'
The gang fucked around town for a while after this event before going their separate ways and heading home.
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It was now Monday morning at school, and Pan and Vegeta had just set down behind the bleachers at the track. Pan had worked out the perfect story about why she could suddenly walk. She had left early for a new, state of the art treatment at CC that was still in experimental form, which gave her the ability to walk again. It was fool proof. Right?
She and Vegeta went their separate ways. Vegeta went off to the staff room and Pan headed for her first class, Japanese. She walked nervously down the corridor and came to the door. She gulped. She was not looking forward to the entire class interrogating her about her new found walk...ie...ness....(*_*;). She took a deep breath and stepped in. The whole class suddenly stormed over to her and started congratulating her on her remarkable recovery. She looked around very confused for a while, when she spotted Carl sitting on a table waving to her and smiling. She pushed her way to Carl.
'Carl?' she asked questioningly.
'Hi Pan. I told them that you had an operation over the weekend. Vegeta filled me in last night,' said Carl happily.
'Umm....Thanks, Carl. You made my life a lot easier by doing that,' said Pan. It took a lot for her to say thanks to Carl. She normally couldn't stand him. She then remembered why he was her friend. However immature he may act, and however annoying he is, he'll come through for you when you need it the most.
'No prob. Anything for you, Pan. I am in debt to you for almost killing me, after all.'
*Great! He's making me guilty on purpose! That really pisses me off!!* 'I'm...sorry for almost killing you on Saturday. Friends?'
'You mean you'll be my friend? Whoo-hoo!! I got my first friend ever! I'm so happy!' said Carl with fake tears in his eyes. He may have been annoying, but he was a terrible actor, so Pan flipped the table he was sitting on over, causing him to crash to the floor.
'Bitch,' he said.
'Ass,' she retaliated.
'Slut.'
'Needle dick!'
'She man!'
'Pussy!'
'Veggie-chan!' Pan blinked.
'Huh? Veggie-chan? What the fuck are you on about, numbnuts?'
'He was saying hi to me,' said Vegeta, who was now standing at the door, a very bemused face on him. Pan almost fell over in surprise. The class turned from the Pan/Carl thing to Vegeta and instantly stiffened and shut up. Vegeta smirked at their willingness to co-operate with him. 'Attention, 6th year. Because of major road works on all the highways from Satan City to here, none of the other teachers could come in. Myself and the principal and the lunch lady are the only members of staff in today, so all classes are cancelled.' The class cheered. 'Which means that the principal and I will be looking after the whole school at the track today. Expect the next seven hours to be the hardest workout of your lives!' He motioned for the class to follow him. Half the class protested and the other half were in shock. 7 hours with the P.E teacher? They'd die for sure! Gerry burst out crying because he hated moving so much. 'Shut up, Gerald!' He yelled. 'Class, I give you Gerald; Louder than the average marshmallow! Now everyone to the track!' He yelled before leaving. He was itching with excitement. He hadn't planned on having the whole school at his mercy, only 6th year. It was perfect!
Ten minutes later the whole school was sitting on the grass in the field. The day was sunny, but pleasantly warm. The students were lounging around on the grass talking, or playing games. Vegeta was talking to the headmaster about what to do. After a while the headmaster left the school in his car. Vegeta began to walk over to where the rest of the gang were, grinning like a madman.
'Oh my god! Vegeta's got a happy pill up his ass!' shouted out Mark when he saw Vegeta's expression. Pan however, knew something was up.
'Okay, Vegeta,' she began. 'Who did you kill, and where is the body?' Vegeta laughed out loud.
'I didn't kill anyone. (Hahaha!!) I just....(hahaha!!!) I just convinced the headmaster to leave the whole school in my care!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!' He continued to laugh like this for sometime. He also managed to attract some attention.
'Hey, what's up with him?' A blonde asked Pan.
'Everybody!' Pan said loudly. 'I give you Vegeta; louder than the average P.E. teacher! More powerful than the average one too...' she added as an afterthought. 'What does she mean by that?' became a popular question. Vegeta answered this when he stopped laughing.
'I am in control now! The headmaster had some family matters to attend to, and left all of you in my care,' he said evilly. He was going to have so much fun! At this new information the school braced themselves for the worst. 'Now, I want all those who are fit and they know it to stay here, and the ones who are unfit and they know it to do 35 laps around the track, then 35 push ups! GO NOW!!!' He roared. All but 15 people took off running. He turned to the rest. They were mostly guys with big muscles and huge egos. Pan and Angela were the only girls. 'Now then....now that the weaklings are busy, we can get down to business. Today we will be learning one thing. Ki. You all have it. Some more than others. You all have about thee times as much as those ones over there.' He nodded in the direction of the track. 'You just need to learn how to use it. With it you can become infinitely stronger and faster. You can fly and blow things up. You can...' He was interrupted by Pan, who dragged him off to the side.
'Vegeta! Are you mad!? Telling them about ki!?'
'Not mad, just insanely stupid,' he said with a knowing smirk.
'You can't tell others about ki!! They'll hurt themselves! And you'll draw too much attention to us!'
'Are you done?'
'No! I can't believe that you'd something so stupid!' She would have on, but Vegeta pulled her into a tight embrace, kissing her full on the lips. His tongue forced its way into her mouth and he proceeded to explore. The whole school was watching the spectacle, and all but the four who knew about Vegeta and Pan were speechless. After about ten seconds of deathly silence Vegeta pulled away. Pan's face was one of shock.
'V...Vegeta?'
'Yes?'
'You kissed me.'
'That I did. Stop stating the obvious.'
'Now everyone knows!'
'So?'
'I'm flattered that you don't mind showing me affection in public, but this is too much!' Vegeta just smirked. Pan felt a flash of anger towards his carefree attitude, and didn't hesitate to punch him very hard in the face. Being unprepared he went sailing into the ground. He skidded to a stop about 50 feet away. There was a huge trail of up heaved dirt that followed in his wake. The whole school gawked at the sight. Pan, the school cripple had just sent their ultra tough P.E teacher with huge muscles and a glare that could melt steel clear across the track, after he kissed her!? He must be dead! You can imagine their shock when Vegeta literary leapt up from the hole he was in totally unfazed by the incredible attack. He looked around.
'WHY HAVE YOU STOPPED RUNNING!?! IF YOU DON'T KEEP GOING I'LL CHASE YOU MYSELF!!!' This was all the encouragement needed to get the class going again. He dusted off and returned to where the 'fit' ones were.
'Now, to find your ki you have to...'
After the explanation...(I couldn't be arsed to actually type it!)
The fit ones of the school were now falling around the place trying to fly. (Someone had cracked the question of "Did you elope with Pan?" and got the honor of doing 20 one fingered pushup.) Except for the gang, of course (minus Carl who was on his 11th lap around the track) who already knew how to fly.
'Hey, guys? Since I told you about me, I want to know how you have such strong kis,' requested Pan. Angela Matt and Mark exchanged glances and nodded.
'What I'm about to say holds true for all of us,' began Matt. 'We've known each other forever. Since we were all about 3 or 4. When we were young we found some really old footage of the Cell Games that my grandfather had recorded when it was broadcast live. We became convinced that ki existed. We tried for about 3 years to learn to control it, and we eventually did. Now we meditate all the time to become more powerful. We never learned to fight though.' Pan and Vegeta nodded. Vegeta then decided to go through with his idea..
'ALRIGHT!! If you think you can walk around with twice your own body weight, then come over here!!' All the 'fit' ones who were trying to fly came over and two people from the track, one of them being Carl the other Marianna, came over too. 'Ok. You think you can lift at least twice your own body weight?' They nodded. 'Then go change into the lightest clothes you can find. Be back here in five minutes.' They nodded and walked off to the changing rooms. He also went to the staff room. Five minutes later they all came back. Most were wearing runners and shorts. A few had airtex tops, but most went bare-chested. The gang were wearing similar attire. Angela and Pan had sports bras on and shorts. Vegeta came back soon afterwards. Everybody who saw him gawked at him in fear. Even Pan was shocked. He was wearing the clothes he had bought the other day, the necklace with the spikes adorned his neck, he had a chain hanging down his thigh and he had two handfuls of sharp silver fingers which looked like they could literally kill someone. The class shivered. People on the track looked at him and most were afraid. Vegeta could sense their fear from a mile away and was basking in the feeling.
He wordlessly pulled something out of his pocket, a capsule, and threw it on the ground about 30 feet away from where the class was standing. *What is he up to?* wondered Pan. Out of it came a very large gravity room. Pan stared at it, wide-eyed, before turning to Vegeta. She sent him the deadliest glare she possibly could. If he saw it he pretended not to notice. 'Class! This is a gravity chamber. Inside it is possible to increase the pull of the earth's gravity anywhere from times 1 to times 99999. What that means is that if you weigh 120 pound normally, at max power your remains, if any, would weigh thousands of tons. Using this you can build up strength. Now go in and I will explain further.' Nervously, the small band of students went into the GR and spread out. Vegeta was in the center, totally oblivious to the glares he received from Pan. 'I myself train in gravity exceeding 2300 times Earth's normal pull.' At this a student raised their hand. 'Yes?' he asked impatiently.
'That isn't possible,' said the kid timidly. Vegeta smirked.
'Oh, but it is. I do it all the time.'
'But a human body can't take it, no matter how strong they may be,' he stated a bit more strongly than before. Vegeta chuckled darkly. *But I'm not a human*
'Really?' Vegeta feigned interest. 'Do explain.'
'Well......Even if you could stand up, the heart isn't strong enough to pump blood to any part of your body when the blood is being sucked down. In fact, not only would your blood vessels burst, but you skin would be ripped off your bones,' finished the kid.
'Yes, this is true. You must be smart to have seen that little flaw. After times ten, the body would be unable to hold itself together and would burst at the seams.' At this new information the whole class minus the ki users suddenly wanted to leave very badly.
'Then is it really such a good idea to be here?' asked a quivering student.
'That is where ki comes in. Ki will absorb the gravity, canceling these effects of high gravity. The more ki you have, the more gravity can be absorbed. The average human can't even stand times two gravity, but you all claim to be fit and strong, so I assume you can all take it. And don't worry; this GR is capable of making separate gravity fields. If you think the pull is too weak you can increase yours without doing the same to others. Now lets begin. Brace yourselves.' Nothing more said he turned the gravity from x1 to x2. Half the class stumbled and one even fell over. The rest just stood there, most with difficulty, but didn't move. He sent the one who fell over out, as he regarded any who fell too weak. Poor Marianna had to leave. He singled out the ones who didn't stumble with the computer and raised their gravity to x3. Now everyone was straining a little, if not a lot. He looked over to Angela, Mark and Matt and turned their gravity up to 5. He then turned Mark and Matt's up to 6. The rest of the class stared in shock. How the holy hell could they take so much?!? He turned his up to 8 and Pan's up to 10. She glowered at him.
'Vegeta, get out. You'll hurt them. I'll try to train them. I don't know why you're doing this, but I can do a better job than you.'
'Take that back, you little wench!' he demanded.
'Ha! I'm stronger than you!' she bragged. The class of course was looking the whole time. Their eyes almost bugged out of their heads. She was standing in 10 times Earth's normal gravity!?! And she wasn't even showing signs of strain! She was even bragging about how weak "Mr. Vegeta-sama" was!?!
'Shut up, bitch, or I'll tear you a new one! You know I'm still drained from the other night!' Most of class stared in shock, before giggling. Carl burst out laughing.
'What were you two doing the other night to drain Vegeta of his strength? I bet it was the same thing as on Saturday morning! Eh?' He nudged Vegeta with his elbow. Pan went bright red from embarrassment. Vegeta chuckled and drew back to hit Carl in the face as hard as he could. Pan saw it coming and quickly raised Vegeta gravity to 1500. His fist made contact with Carl's nose. Carl didn't feel it.
'Huh?!' Vegeta yelled in frustration. He couldn't get any power into the hit because of the sudden gravity. He fell to his knees for an instant before getting up again with some difficulty. He turned his gravity down to 7 and felt much lighter. He turned back to Carl and put one of his very long claws under Carl's chin and pressed up so that it hurt. 'I suggest you watch your mouth, Carl. It may one day get you killed.'
'Whatever you say, Veggie-chan!'
After brushing himself off he wordlessly left, sending a glare to Carl. Everyone gaped at him minus the gang.
'Riiiiiggghhhttt...........Now let's begin,' said Pan.
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Vegeta walked over to where the weak ones had stopped running and were resting on the ground. 'When did I say that you could rest?' he asked the class, who looked up at him.
'We needed to rest, sir!' complained Gerry. 'All that hard work was...' Vegeta cut him off.
'Shut up, bitchtits, before I send you to the gravity room!' Gerry paled and shut up. 'Now, I'm going to teach you all the art of meditation, seeing as how you're all too weak to survive in the GR! In order to meditate you must reach inner peace!'
'How do you do that?' asked some cheerleader.
'Easy! You......you have to.......' Vegeta trailed off. *Oh fuck! How do you meditate? I don't know how to describe it!* Hmm.....
An hour later the class was meditating (those who couldn't were faking it). Vegeta went back to the gravity room. When he entered he stared in shock at the scene: Most of the class were giving each other massages, be it rubbing back, leg or shoulder. The room went silent. 'What is going on!!!???!!!!!' After a few seconds someone answered.
'We're relaxing. The gravity really gets to us, sir!'
'So you start feeling each other!? I leave you alone for 1 hour and you become a bunch of puffs!?! Get out of my GR!!' The class got up and left. Once outside they celebrated. Their plan had worked! Just before Pan was about to leave he shut the door. They stood all alone in the room. Vegeta walked over to the controls. 'So what did you teach them, Pan?' asked Vegeta offhandedly.
'Oh, nothing much.'
'Really?' Pan nodded.
Vegeta huffed. 'Let's go back outside.'
'Yes. Lets.' Vegeta took her hand and walked out with her.
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Whew! That was some chapter. Guess what! Next chapter is the last chapter! I was originally planning to do something much longer, but I want to do something new, so I shortened it. There will be next chapter, and an epilogue.
*Saiya-man voice* On the last episode, Vegeta's son came back and Pan went SSJ4 and I messed things up! *meekly* Don't blame me! All the DBGT information I get is from Hikumi. Thanks to OmegaNY for filling me in. The more I know the better! In this episode: More truth is revealed and Vegeta dresses up like a rocker!
Veresti: Umm...........*sweatdrops under her intent stare* Ok. New chapter. I even got it out so soon (-er than planned. Pre-Ozzfest) just for you! Oh, and the tap dancing thing? It's cultural.....just don't ask. I know it's a zany thing to post in a chat. For some reason I'm always happy online and not happy offline....
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Piccolo was the first to wake up after Pan had knocked them all out. He got up and dusted himself off and looked around. He felt for Pan's ki and found it hidden again. *Kuso!* he thought. *How can Pan be so strong!? Only a few weeks ago she was weaker than me, and now she's the strongest person on the planet. Apart from that other Vegeta...and why was Vegeta so weak? First he was beaten by Gohan, who hasn't trained in 20 years, then he can't reach level 2?* Piccolo's train of thought was interrupted by a stirring from the bodies below him. Almost simultaneously Gohan, Goten and Trunks arose. Gohan rubbed his head as he tried to remember what had happened. As soon as he did he dipped his head.
'She didn't come back...' he stated remorsefully. 'What we all did....what I did to her is unforgivable. I can't sense her or Vegeta anywhere. If we want to find her we'll have to wait for this new Vegeta to show up again, and we don't know when that'll be...' There was a brief silence.
'Or we could look for them the old fashioned way! Just put up posters with a picture of her!' suggested Goten. Gohan's face brightened.
'That's a good idea, Goten! Come on! We'll go home and get started!' With that said, the three halflings took off for Capsule Corp, and Piccolo returned to the lookout.
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Pan woke up feeling refreshed. She stretched a bit and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. 'Ah...the few seconds in the morning before I remember how shitty my life is...' she said to herself. In truth, she never forgot how shitty her life was. She just felt happy for some reason. *That's it! It's the weekend AND I can walk again!! I think I'll leap out of bed today...* With that she pressed her hands to the bed and pushed. She went flying up, only to feel an incredible pain in her spine. She let out a bloodcurdling howl as the pain ripped throughout her body. She fell back down to the bed and saw that she had been unknowingly pinning her tail to the bed when she jumped, causing it to be unmercifully pulled.
'Are you ok Pan!?!' yelled Vegeta as he looked around the room for any threats from the doorway in a fighting stance. He had been downstairs preparing breakfast for the two of them when her heard Pan. He had rushed upstairs to find Pan cradling her tail in her lap, making soft whimpering sounds.
'I pulled my tail,' she whimpered. Vegeta relaxed and grinned slightly before a devilish idea overcame him and he smirked. He sat on the bed next to her and began to stroke her tail. She involuntarily shivered at the foreign contact. The pain began to ease as Vegeta petted it. After a few minutes of this the pain had gone and a pleasant sensation overcame her. She began to squirm with pleasure and began to whimper once more. It was then she realised exactly what he was doing. She blushed a bright crimson and quickly turned away from him. 'Vegeta,' she began, but he hushed her. He released his hold on her tail and pulled her close to him so that her back was pressed to his chest. He kissed her jaw from behind and moved to her neck, trailing kisses the whole way. He trailed his tongue all about her neck and jaw, he nibbled on her ear.....then the doorbell rang. He cursed and got up to answer it, leaving Pan to whimper at the sudden loss of contact. She composed herself after a few seconds and went downstairs.
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Carl pressed the doorbell to the house. Matt had looked at the school listings and found Pan's address, so Matt, Angela, Mark and Carl had decided to pay Pan a visit. The door opened to reveal and extremely annoyed Vegeta. They all jumped back in surprise. 'Woah! Vegeta?! I didn't know that you and Pan lived together!' said Angela loudly. Vegeta simply glowered at her and she backed away. Carl chose that moment to make a rude and dangerous comment.
'Hey look! Vegeta was getting some before we came!' he said while pointing to a half naked Pan who had come up behind him. Vegeta shot his death glare to Carl with a passion.
'Guys? What are you doing here?' asked Pan. Everyone's stare was now directed to her. 'What is it? Do I have something on my face?!' demanded Pan angrily.
'Umm....you're walking, Pan. You lied to everybody!' said Angela. Pan's heart skipped a beat. *I was...oh shit oh shit oh shit....how am I gonna explain this? Oh yeah, yesterday an evil being of unimaginable power stopped by and asked for a duel. Being a being of similar power I said yes and turned into a big ass monkey and fought him, only he got away and I went home and when I got there I could walk. Right. Like they'd believe that.
'As it just so happens,' started Vegeta. 'A being of immense power attacked Pan. She beat him into the ground and she somehow recovered afterwards. And I WAS getting some before you weaklings arrived!' Carl broke into a cheer.
'I was right I was right!! You WERE getting some! Pan and Vegeta up a tree, F.U.C.K.I.N.G!!' Pan went red with embarrassment and Vegeta chuckled.
'Grr...SHUT UP CARL!! Or I'll kick the shit out of you!' yelled Pan from her position at Vegeta's side. Carl's cheering slowly diminished. 'You're the weakest one here Carl!'
'Oh yeah! I almost forgot! I told Angela, Matt and Mark about you. How you can use ki and stuff.' It took Pan a moment to register what he had said, but when she did she wasn't happy. In the blink of an eye she had Carl about a foot off the ground by his neck. 'WHAT THE FUCK DID YA DO THAT FOR!?! Who else knows!?!' she demanded. Carl's eyes made their way down from her face to her chest. From his newfound height he could see right down Pan's skimpy nightie. Even in his oxygen deprived state he managed to crack a massive grin. Vegeta saw where his eyes were and burst out laughing. Pan turned to yell at Vegeta, giving Carl an even better view.
'Grr.....what's so funny, Vegeta!!?' she demanded while looking into his eyes. In answer his eyes darted down to her breasts and to Carl and back to her eyes. He started to laugh again when Pan turned back to Carl. She saw him actually trying to get higher so that he could see more. She coughed to get his attention. He looked to her and gulped. *Uh oh* Vegeta began to laugh harder. She threw him from the house to the street. He slowly got up, rubbing a sore spot on his head when a truck beeped it's horn and slammed on its brakes. Carl was knocked over and didn't get up. Pan lost the color in her face. After a tense second the five on the doorstep rushed to him. *Oh no! I've killed him! I didn't mean to hurt him! Oh Dende, what if he doesn't make it?* The driver got out and ran over to him.
'Oh my god! Are you ok, kid? You just came out of nowhere! Can you hear me?' asked the beefy driver. After about three seconds deathly silence Carl leapt up with a stupid grin on his face.
'Yeah, I'm grand!' He then walked away totally unfazed. It took the others a while to cop on to what exactly had happened. Pan clenched and unclenched her fists.
'I swear I'm gonna hurt him some day!'
Five minutes later the truck had gone on it's way and the gang was inside the house, sitting around the breakfast table, eating the meal that Vegeta had been making while Pan was asleep. Pan had put on some more clothes as a precaution.
'Ok guys, I think I have some explaining to do. First, Vegeta and I are...' Pan glanced at Vegeta. 'Together, for lack of a better word. This whole stupid adventure started when my mom and dad went on vacation...' Pan then proceeded to tell them what had happened from then to now. She left out being insanely powerful and all, but she told them that she was a Saiya-jin. They just knew that she was stronger than them. It took about an hour.
'So.....you're "bonded"?' asked Matt.
'Yes. It is a ritual that runs much deeper than marriage,' said Vegeta.
'So what you're saying is that you can sense each other thoughts and emotions?' asked Angela. Pan and Vegeta nodded.
'Have you had funky monkey sex yet?' asked Carl with a grin. Pan slapped her forehead and dragged her hand down her face.
'No, Carl. We haven't. I was paralyzed, remember?'
'Would you have done it if you weren't?'
'Well...I...' Pan fumbled. She battled her two index fingers against one another. Vegeta howled with laughter. 'This morning was interesting....then you guys came along! Why did you come anyway?'
'We were going shopping and were gonna invite you. Wanna come?'
'Sure! The mall in town?'
'Yep! Let's go!' Carl turned to Vegeta. 'You need some new clothes, Veggie!'
'Don't call me Veggie.'
'Why not, Veggie?'
'I'm warning you, Carl.'
'Veggie?.......Veggie?' He squeaked as Vegeta came menacingly closer.
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25 painful minutes later at the mall...
Most people feel a bit uneasy when a gang of dangerous looking people walk into a mall, and these people were no different. When four teenagers dressed in black hooded uniform with chains at their sides and a man with huge muscles and a scowl that could wilt flowers come waltzing in, you must be wary of them.
'So where to first?' asked Mark. 'I think Asha. We need to get Veggie-chan some new clothes anyway.' Vegeta chose to ignore the dreaded nickname and spare Mark's life. For now....The gang unanimously voted on Asha, the store where you could get anything from the semi-normal to the weird and outlandish, be it clothing, jewellery or "other". They walked around the mall until they came to the store in question. They went in and found it almost empty. Quite unusual for a Saturday morning. There were two women behind the counter. Matt dragged Vegeta to the clothing section while the others looked at their own things.
'Ok, Veggie, what are you looking for? What's your style? Visual, or mental? Do you wanna disturb people with a cool picture, or do you wanna offend them with a witty slogan?' Vegeta opted for both. Matt looked through rack after rack, occasionally taking something out and shaking his head at it and putting it back.
'This one,' stated Vegeta firmly. Matt looked over it and instantly approved. The slogan "I want you to know that I sympathize with your plight, and I feel sorry for you and your starving family and sick mother. I understand how hard your life has been, what with your father and brothers at war, and you have my whole-hearted support. Now fuck off and stop following me!" was printed over a picture of a war-torn third world country. Vegeta let out a cruel laugh, tossed it over his shoulder and went looking at the chains. Vegeta picked out a few things. To be more precise: A chain made out of bones and a necklace made of silver spiked balls. He saw something that made him crack a wide grin. Ten things, actually. Ten flexible steel fingers, with long, sharp nails. He put two or three on one hand to test them out. He moved his fingers and the steel moulding with them, bending at the joints. He put the rest on so that he had two hands of steel. Oh how he was going to enjoy terrifying his class on Monday. The gang lounged around for the next 20 minutes before dumping all the chosen items on the counter. Vegeta had begrudgingly paid for it all at Pan's request. Vegeta changed in the changing rooms. When he emerged he was clad in baggy black jeans with his bone chain by his side. He was wearing the hoodie with the slogan, all ten finger thingies and the necklace.
'I can't believe I'm dressed like this,' he said flatly with his arms crossed.
'Oh come off it, Vegeta!' encouraged Pan. 'You look great! Besides, you're the one who picked out the clothes.' Vegeta sighed.
'Well at least you're not really short anymore, Vegeta!' said Carl, pointing to Vegeta's new boots. They gave him another 3 inches (Now he's 5'5). Vegeta huffed and left and they all followed him. 'You're just shorter than the average person!'
They walked for a while around the place. Vegeta was highly amused when he heard people making comments about his "offensive attire" behind his back with his Saiya-jin hearing. They were now walking past a computer store.
'Hey Vegeta, how about you buy a computer?' suggested Pan.
'Why would I need one of those infernal contraptions?' he demanded.
'Well.....you could write your thoughts and post them on the internet. I've seen you at CC. You post the things you dislike on the internet,' She mocked. Vegeta raised an eyebrow.
'Are you suggesting that I stay up late at night and write Kakarot bashing fics?'
'Yes.'
'Because if you are, you're wrong. For you see, I have no obsession with becoming strong enough to defeat your dead grandfather in combat by means of training under high levels of gravity, nor do I hate him enough to lose any kind of sleep over, much less waste the electricity which would be used to power the computer.'
Pan burst out laughing. 'Sure. Whatever you say, Vegeta.'
The gang fucked around town for a while after this event before going their separate ways and heading home.
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It was now Monday morning at school, and Pan and Vegeta had just set down behind the bleachers at the track. Pan had worked out the perfect story about why she could suddenly walk. She had left early for a new, state of the art treatment at CC that was still in experimental form, which gave her the ability to walk again. It was fool proof. Right?
She and Vegeta went their separate ways. Vegeta went off to the staff room and Pan headed for her first class, Japanese. She walked nervously down the corridor and came to the door. She gulped. She was not looking forward to the entire class interrogating her about her new found walk...ie...ness....(*_*;). She took a deep breath and stepped in. The whole class suddenly stormed over to her and started congratulating her on her remarkable recovery. She looked around very confused for a while, when she spotted Carl sitting on a table waving to her and smiling. She pushed her way to Carl.
'Carl?' she asked questioningly.
'Hi Pan. I told them that you had an operation over the weekend. Vegeta filled me in last night,' said Carl happily.
'Umm....Thanks, Carl. You made my life a lot easier by doing that,' said Pan. It took a lot for her to say thanks to Carl. She normally couldn't stand him. She then remembered why he was her friend. However immature he may act, and however annoying he is, he'll come through for you when you need it the most.
'No prob. Anything for you, Pan. I am in debt to you for almost killing me, after all.'
*Great! He's making me guilty on purpose! That really pisses me off!!* 'I'm...sorry for almost killing you on Saturday. Friends?'
'You mean you'll be my friend? Whoo-hoo!! I got my first friend ever! I'm so happy!' said Carl with fake tears in his eyes. He may have been annoying, but he was a terrible actor, so Pan flipped the table he was sitting on over, causing him to crash to the floor.
'Bitch,' he said.
'Ass,' she retaliated.
'Slut.'
'Needle dick!'
'She man!'
'Pussy!'
'Veggie-chan!' Pan blinked.
'Huh? Veggie-chan? What the fuck are you on about, numbnuts?'
'He was saying hi to me,' said Vegeta, who was now standing at the door, a very bemused face on him. Pan almost fell over in surprise. The class turned from the Pan/Carl thing to Vegeta and instantly stiffened and shut up. Vegeta smirked at their willingness to co-operate with him. 'Attention, 6th year. Because of major road works on all the highways from Satan City to here, none of the other teachers could come in. Myself and the principal and the lunch lady are the only members of staff in today, so all classes are cancelled.' The class cheered. 'Which means that the principal and I will be looking after the whole school at the track today. Expect the next seven hours to be the hardest workout of your lives!' He motioned for the class to follow him. Half the class protested and the other half were in shock. 7 hours with the P.E teacher? They'd die for sure! Gerry burst out crying because he hated moving so much. 'Shut up, Gerald!' He yelled. 'Class, I give you Gerald; Louder than the average marshmallow! Now everyone to the track!' He yelled before leaving. He was itching with excitement. He hadn't planned on having the whole school at his mercy, only 6th year. It was perfect!
Ten minutes later the whole school was sitting on the grass in the field. The day was sunny, but pleasantly warm. The students were lounging around on the grass talking, or playing games. Vegeta was talking to the headmaster about what to do. After a while the headmaster left the school in his car. Vegeta began to walk over to where the rest of the gang were, grinning like a madman.
'Oh my god! Vegeta's got a happy pill up his ass!' shouted out Mark when he saw Vegeta's expression. Pan however, knew something was up.
'Okay, Vegeta,' she began. 'Who did you kill, and where is the body?' Vegeta laughed out loud.
'I didn't kill anyone. (Hahaha!!) I just....(hahaha!!!) I just convinced the headmaster to leave the whole school in my care!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!' He continued to laugh like this for sometime. He also managed to attract some attention.
'Hey, what's up with him?' A blonde asked Pan.
'Everybody!' Pan said loudly. 'I give you Vegeta; louder than the average P.E. teacher! More powerful than the average one too...' she added as an afterthought. 'What does she mean by that?' became a popular question. Vegeta answered this when he stopped laughing.
'I am in control now! The headmaster had some family matters to attend to, and left all of you in my care,' he said evilly. He was going to have so much fun! At this new information the school braced themselves for the worst. 'Now, I want all those who are fit and they know it to stay here, and the ones who are unfit and they know it to do 35 laps around the track, then 35 push ups! GO NOW!!!' He roared. All but 15 people took off running. He turned to the rest. They were mostly guys with big muscles and huge egos. Pan and Angela were the only girls. 'Now then....now that the weaklings are busy, we can get down to business. Today we will be learning one thing. Ki. You all have it. Some more than others. You all have about thee times as much as those ones over there.' He nodded in the direction of the track. 'You just need to learn how to use it. With it you can become infinitely stronger and faster. You can fly and blow things up. You can...' He was interrupted by Pan, who dragged him off to the side.
'Vegeta! Are you mad!? Telling them about ki!?'
'Not mad, just insanely stupid,' he said with a knowing smirk.
'You can't tell others about ki!! They'll hurt themselves! And you'll draw too much attention to us!'
'Are you done?'
'No! I can't believe that you'd something so stupid!' She would have on, but Vegeta pulled her into a tight embrace, kissing her full on the lips. His tongue forced its way into her mouth and he proceeded to explore. The whole school was watching the spectacle, and all but the four who knew about Vegeta and Pan were speechless. After about ten seconds of deathly silence Vegeta pulled away. Pan's face was one of shock.
'V...Vegeta?'
'Yes?'
'You kissed me.'
'That I did. Stop stating the obvious.'
'Now everyone knows!'
'So?'
'I'm flattered that you don't mind showing me affection in public, but this is too much!' Vegeta just smirked. Pan felt a flash of anger towards his carefree attitude, and didn't hesitate to punch him very hard in the face. Being unprepared he went sailing into the ground. He skidded to a stop about 50 feet away. There was a huge trail of up heaved dirt that followed in his wake. The whole school gawked at the sight. Pan, the school cripple had just sent their ultra tough P.E teacher with huge muscles and a glare that could melt steel clear across the track, after he kissed her!? He must be dead! You can imagine their shock when Vegeta literary leapt up from the hole he was in totally unfazed by the incredible attack. He looked around.
'WHY HAVE YOU STOPPED RUNNING!?! IF YOU DON'T KEEP GOING I'LL CHASE YOU MYSELF!!!' This was all the encouragement needed to get the class going again. He dusted off and returned to where the 'fit' ones were.
'Now, to find your ki you have to...'
After the explanation...(I couldn't be arsed to actually type it!)
The fit ones of the school were now falling around the place trying to fly. (Someone had cracked the question of "Did you elope with Pan?" and got the honor of doing 20 one fingered pushup.) Except for the gang, of course (minus Carl who was on his 11th lap around the track) who already knew how to fly.
'Hey, guys? Since I told you about me, I want to know how you have such strong kis,' requested Pan. Angela Matt and Mark exchanged glances and nodded.
'What I'm about to say holds true for all of us,' began Matt. 'We've known each other forever. Since we were all about 3 or 4. When we were young we found some really old footage of the Cell Games that my grandfather had recorded when it was broadcast live. We became convinced that ki existed. We tried for about 3 years to learn to control it, and we eventually did. Now we meditate all the time to become more powerful. We never learned to fight though.' Pan and Vegeta nodded. Vegeta then decided to go through with his idea..
'ALRIGHT!! If you think you can walk around with twice your own body weight, then come over here!!' All the 'fit' ones who were trying to fly came over and two people from the track, one of them being Carl the other Marianna, came over too. 'Ok. You think you can lift at least twice your own body weight?' They nodded. 'Then go change into the lightest clothes you can find. Be back here in five minutes.' They nodded and walked off to the changing rooms. He also went to the staff room. Five minutes later they all came back. Most were wearing runners and shorts. A few had airtex tops, but most went bare-chested. The gang were wearing similar attire. Angela and Pan had sports bras on and shorts. Vegeta came back soon afterwards. Everybody who saw him gawked at him in fear. Even Pan was shocked. He was wearing the clothes he had bought the other day, the necklace with the spikes adorned his neck, he had a chain hanging down his thigh and he had two handfuls of sharp silver fingers which looked like they could literally kill someone. The class shivered. People on the track looked at him and most were afraid. Vegeta could sense their fear from a mile away and was basking in the feeling.
He wordlessly pulled something out of his pocket, a capsule, and threw it on the ground about 30 feet away from where the class was standing. *What is he up to?* wondered Pan. Out of it came a very large gravity room. Pan stared at it, wide-eyed, before turning to Vegeta. She sent him the deadliest glare she possibly could. If he saw it he pretended not to notice. 'Class! This is a gravity chamber. Inside it is possible to increase the pull of the earth's gravity anywhere from times 1 to times 99999. What that means is that if you weigh 120 pound normally, at max power your remains, if any, would weigh thousands of tons. Using this you can build up strength. Now go in and I will explain further.' Nervously, the small band of students went into the GR and spread out. Vegeta was in the center, totally oblivious to the glares he received from Pan. 'I myself train in gravity exceeding 2300 times Earth's normal pull.' At this a student raised their hand. 'Yes?' he asked impatiently.
'That isn't possible,' said the kid timidly. Vegeta smirked.
'Oh, but it is. I do it all the time.'
'But a human body can't take it, no matter how strong they may be,' he stated a bit more strongly than before. Vegeta chuckled darkly. *But I'm not a human*
'Really?' Vegeta feigned interest. 'Do explain.'
'Well......Even if you could stand up, the heart isn't strong enough to pump blood to any part of your body when the blood is being sucked down. In fact, not only would your blood vessels burst, but you skin would be ripped off your bones,' finished the kid.
'Yes, this is true. You must be smart to have seen that little flaw. After times ten, the body would be unable to hold itself together and would burst at the seams.' At this new information the whole class minus the ki users suddenly wanted to leave very badly.
'Then is it really such a good idea to be here?' asked a quivering student.
'That is where ki comes in. Ki will absorb the gravity, canceling these effects of high gravity. The more ki you have, the more gravity can be absorbed. The average human can't even stand times two gravity, but you all claim to be fit and strong, so I assume you can all take it. And don't worry; this GR is capable of making separate gravity fields. If you think the pull is too weak you can increase yours without doing the same to others. Now lets begin. Brace yourselves.' Nothing more said he turned the gravity from x1 to x2. Half the class stumbled and one even fell over. The rest just stood there, most with difficulty, but didn't move. He sent the one who fell over out, as he regarded any who fell too weak. Poor Marianna had to leave. He singled out the ones who didn't stumble with the computer and raised their gravity to x3. Now everyone was straining a little, if not a lot. He looked over to Angela, Mark and Matt and turned their gravity up to 5. He then turned Mark and Matt's up to 6. The rest of the class stared in shock. How the holy hell could they take so much?!? He turned his up to 8 and Pan's up to 10. She glowered at him.
'Vegeta, get out. You'll hurt them. I'll try to train them. I don't know why you're doing this, but I can do a better job than you.'
'Take that back, you little wench!' he demanded.
'Ha! I'm stronger than you!' she bragged. The class of course was looking the whole time. Their eyes almost bugged out of their heads. She was standing in 10 times Earth's normal gravity!?! And she wasn't even showing signs of strain! She was even bragging about how weak "Mr. Vegeta-sama" was!?!
'Shut up, bitch, or I'll tear you a new one! You know I'm still drained from the other night!' Most of class stared in shock, before giggling. Carl burst out laughing.
'What were you two doing the other night to drain Vegeta of his strength? I bet it was the same thing as on Saturday morning! Eh?' He nudged Vegeta with his elbow. Pan went bright red from embarrassment. Vegeta chuckled and drew back to hit Carl in the face as hard as he could. Pan saw it coming and quickly raised Vegeta gravity to 1500. His fist made contact with Carl's nose. Carl didn't feel it.
'Huh?!' Vegeta yelled in frustration. He couldn't get any power into the hit because of the sudden gravity. He fell to his knees for an instant before getting up again with some difficulty. He turned his gravity down to 7 and felt much lighter. He turned back to Carl and put one of his very long claws under Carl's chin and pressed up so that it hurt. 'I suggest you watch your mouth, Carl. It may one day get you killed.'
'Whatever you say, Veggie-chan!'
After brushing himself off he wordlessly left, sending a glare to Carl. Everyone gaped at him minus the gang.
'Riiiiiggghhhttt...........Now let's begin,' said Pan.
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Vegeta walked over to where the weak ones had stopped running and were resting on the ground. 'When did I say that you could rest?' he asked the class, who looked up at him.
'We needed to rest, sir!' complained Gerry. 'All that hard work was...' Vegeta cut him off.
'Shut up, bitchtits, before I send you to the gravity room!' Gerry paled and shut up. 'Now, I'm going to teach you all the art of meditation, seeing as how you're all too weak to survive in the GR! In order to meditate you must reach inner peace!'
'How do you do that?' asked some cheerleader.
'Easy! You......you have to.......' Vegeta trailed off. *Oh fuck! How do you meditate? I don't know how to describe it!* Hmm.....
An hour later the class was meditating (those who couldn't were faking it). Vegeta went back to the gravity room. When he entered he stared in shock at the scene: Most of the class were giving each other massages, be it rubbing back, leg or shoulder. The room went silent. 'What is going on!!!???!!!!!' After a few seconds someone answered.
'We're relaxing. The gravity really gets to us, sir!'
'So you start feeling each other!? I leave you alone for 1 hour and you become a bunch of puffs!?! Get out of my GR!!' The class got up and left. Once outside they celebrated. Their plan had worked! Just before Pan was about to leave he shut the door. They stood all alone in the room. Vegeta walked over to the controls. 'So what did you teach them, Pan?' asked Vegeta offhandedly.
'Oh, nothing much.'
'Really?' Pan nodded.
Vegeta huffed. 'Let's go back outside.'
'Yes. Lets.' Vegeta took her hand and walked out with her.
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Whew! That was some chapter. Guess what! Next chapter is the last chapter! I was originally planning to do something much longer, but I want to do something new, so I shortened it. There will be next chapter, and an epilogue.