-----Half an hour later------
Pan lands near an opening of a cave and walks inside to see piccolo floating in midair while mediating. Piccolo opens his eyes and looks down at the raven haired woman standing in front of him. He levitates down to the ground till he is standing eye level with the daughter of Gohan son, his old pupil. Piccolo all of a sudden bends down and kisses the demi saiya-jin who doesn't resist. As they break apart the kiss pan asks piccolo, "how much longer do we have to hide this?" the green skinned alien replies to her question with a kiss on her forehead and says "how much longer do you want to hide it?" "I want to tell them but I'm scared of how'll they'll react." "If their true friends they'll be happy for us" piccolo replied to a worried pan. "*sigh* I hope your right" pan said sadly. "Don't worry about it, it doesn't matter what they think as long as we're happy" "piccolo?" "Yes, pan?" "How about we tell them tomorrow … I can call a meeting for all the z-crew at my house." "Is that what you want to do, pan?" "Yeah it is" "okay then, what time should we call them over?" piccolo asked while putting his arm around pans waist.
Pan lands near an opening of a cave and walks inside to see piccolo floating in midair while mediating. Piccolo opens his eyes and looks down at the raven haired woman standing in front of him. He levitates down to the ground till he is standing eye level with the daughter of Gohan son, his old pupil. Piccolo all of a sudden bends down and kisses the demi saiya-jin who doesn't resist. As they break apart the kiss pan asks piccolo, "how much longer do we have to hide this?" the green skinned alien replies to her question with a kiss on her forehead and says "how much longer do you want to hide it?" "I want to tell them but I'm scared of how'll they'll react." "If their true friends they'll be happy for us" piccolo replied to a worried pan. "*sigh* I hope your right" pan said sadly. "Don't worry about it, it doesn't matter what they think as long as we're happy" "piccolo?" "Yes, pan?" "How about we tell them tomorrow … I can call a meeting for all the z-crew at my house." "Is that what you want to do, pan?" "Yeah it is" "okay then, what time should we call them over?" piccolo asked while putting his arm around pans waist.