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Chatpa 3 is YOURS! I gots it out FINALLY! REVIEW!
Disclaimer: Not mine!
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Trunks and Pan sat in the kitchen drinking cocoa and talking. Soon, they were joined with a derived Bra walking with the same look a 2-year-old gets when they seen the SugarPlum Fairy in their dreams.
Suddenly, she stopped, scrunched her nose and started going through the cabinets.
"What you looking for Bra-chan?" Pan asked.
"You need our help?" Trunks asked.
"Do we have any Pepto Bismol left?" Bra asked.
Trunks jumped from his chair and ran across the room from Bra, "Why would you need THAT?!"
"No reason," she responded, "I'm just not feeling too good."
Trunks began climbing the drapes, "Get her away from ME!"
"Huh?"
"You so much as SNEEZE on me," Trunks explained, "And I'll be out for a week!"
"Oh MOO MOO!" Bra said walking over and taking Trunks' chair.
Trunks growled as Goten walked in holding two new sock-friends. "Hey Trunks!" Goten shouted holding up his hands, "This is Jim Fuzzel, and Mary-Sue-Elizabeth Fuzzel! They're Mister and Misses Fuzzel's kids!"
"Good morning to you..." Trunks said sarcasticly.
Goten, of course, couldn't see this sarcasm.
"Good morning Trunks!" he had Jim and MSE say.
Trunks walked back to the table rolling his eyes, "Dende I hate morning people."
Pan looked at the sock and foamed at the mouth, "Who's sock are those?!"
"Don't worry!" Goten shouted, "I didn't use yours this time! Dende knows I learned last time!" Goten pointed to his bandaged arm.
"Good."
"They're Bra's..."
"WHAT?!" The blue haired princess shouted, "Why you (censored)! Get your (censored) BACK HERE!"
Goten turned and ran into the living room, a p.o.ed half Saiya-jin on his tail... Can't you FEEL the love?
Trunks ran to the door and fell to his knees. He opened it a crack, and winced and gagged everytime Goten got a punch.
"Is he gonna be okay?" Pan asked watching Trunks.
Trunks winced again, "Prolly not, you heard her curse!"
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"I'm sow sowwy..." Bra said blowing her nose, "Id awe myw fawd thad you guyd awe sick."
"No," Trunks said tightening the blanket around himself, "It's my fault, I should have thrown you out on the street the second you even said the word."
"What word?" Goten asked.
"The Kalahari Desert," Pan retorted.
"Sick," Trunks told him.
"Ohh..."
A tall female doctor came walking out of the kitchen, "Okay, I've seen you all, anything else before I go?"
"Yeah Doc!" Goten shouted, "I've been having the WEIRDEST dream lately, I'm in a field, fighting Buu, I turn around to see Gohan, and when I turn around again, Buu's become a giant ADVIL!"
"Okay..."
"Same for me," Trunks said looking up at her, "Only in my dream, Buu's Tylenol." He rolled his eyes.
The doctor left laughing.
"Thank you so much Bra."
"Pan-chan..." Bra whined, "Your boyfriend is being mean to me..."
"Shud up."
"I hate this," Bra said curling into a ball.
"I hate YOU," Trunks said sneezing.
"Would you stop it?!" Pan shouted, "We're all gonna be sick for at least 24 hours, so let's make the better of it."
"I know!" Goten said standing, "Let's move furniture!"
The room fell silent.
"I'll make sock puppets out of all your socks!"
"Where do you want this couch?!" Pan asked jumping to her feet.
"I thought you where sick Pan-chan," Trunks said lifting an eyebrow.
"I am," Pan said, "but the only thing more uncomfortable than being sick with you four, is the fact that the socks I have on at the moment have cloth, buttons, and yarn taped, glued, or sewn on them!"
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"Pan, have you seen my heating pad?"
"No, now be quiet."
Bra began to play with a cord under Pan's blanket, "Well, if this isn't it I'd like to know what other electrical device you have under that blanket."
"I need it!" Pan shouted, "Now leave me alone!"
"Dinner children!" Goten shouted skipping into the room holding a tray with 4 bowls of soup.
Bra began to laugh.
"What?" Goten asked her.
"It's..." Trunks pointed at the pink lace apron Goten wore, topped off with a lovely pink towel on his head, "YOUR OUTFIT IS HILARIOUS!"
"Oh HA HA..." Goten said sitting down and eating.
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Next timeā¦.
What's up with Pan? Why is she acting this way? What's up with G/B?
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REVIEW!!! NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!
Chatpa 3 is YOURS! I gots it out FINALLY! REVIEW!
Disclaimer: Not mine!
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Trunks and Pan sat in the kitchen drinking cocoa and talking. Soon, they were joined with a derived Bra walking with the same look a 2-year-old gets when they seen the SugarPlum Fairy in their dreams.
Suddenly, she stopped, scrunched her nose and started going through the cabinets.
"What you looking for Bra-chan?" Pan asked.
"You need our help?" Trunks asked.
"Do we have any Pepto Bismol left?" Bra asked.
Trunks jumped from his chair and ran across the room from Bra, "Why would you need THAT?!"
"No reason," she responded, "I'm just not feeling too good."
Trunks began climbing the drapes, "Get her away from ME!"
"Huh?"
"You so much as SNEEZE on me," Trunks explained, "And I'll be out for a week!"
"Oh MOO MOO!" Bra said walking over and taking Trunks' chair.
Trunks growled as Goten walked in holding two new sock-friends. "Hey Trunks!" Goten shouted holding up his hands, "This is Jim Fuzzel, and Mary-Sue-Elizabeth Fuzzel! They're Mister and Misses Fuzzel's kids!"
"Good morning to you..." Trunks said sarcasticly.
Goten, of course, couldn't see this sarcasm.
"Good morning Trunks!" he had Jim and MSE say.
Trunks walked back to the table rolling his eyes, "Dende I hate morning people."
Pan looked at the sock and foamed at the mouth, "Who's sock are those?!"
"Don't worry!" Goten shouted, "I didn't use yours this time! Dende knows I learned last time!" Goten pointed to his bandaged arm.
"Good."
"They're Bra's..."
"WHAT?!" The blue haired princess shouted, "Why you (censored)! Get your (censored) BACK HERE!"
Goten turned and ran into the living room, a p.o.ed half Saiya-jin on his tail... Can't you FEEL the love?
Trunks ran to the door and fell to his knees. He opened it a crack, and winced and gagged everytime Goten got a punch.
"Is he gonna be okay?" Pan asked watching Trunks.
Trunks winced again, "Prolly not, you heard her curse!"
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"I'm sow sowwy..." Bra said blowing her nose, "Id awe myw fawd thad you guyd awe sick."
"No," Trunks said tightening the blanket around himself, "It's my fault, I should have thrown you out on the street the second you even said the word."
"What word?" Goten asked.
"The Kalahari Desert," Pan retorted.
"Sick," Trunks told him.
"Ohh..."
A tall female doctor came walking out of the kitchen, "Okay, I've seen you all, anything else before I go?"
"Yeah Doc!" Goten shouted, "I've been having the WEIRDEST dream lately, I'm in a field, fighting Buu, I turn around to see Gohan, and when I turn around again, Buu's become a giant ADVIL!"
"Okay..."
"Same for me," Trunks said looking up at her, "Only in my dream, Buu's Tylenol." He rolled his eyes.
The doctor left laughing.
"Thank you so much Bra."
"Pan-chan..." Bra whined, "Your boyfriend is being mean to me..."
"Shud up."
"I hate this," Bra said curling into a ball.
"I hate YOU," Trunks said sneezing.
"Would you stop it?!" Pan shouted, "We're all gonna be sick for at least 24 hours, so let's make the better of it."
"I know!" Goten said standing, "Let's move furniture!"
The room fell silent.
"I'll make sock puppets out of all your socks!"
"Where do you want this couch?!" Pan asked jumping to her feet.
"I thought you where sick Pan-chan," Trunks said lifting an eyebrow.
"I am," Pan said, "but the only thing more uncomfortable than being sick with you four, is the fact that the socks I have on at the moment have cloth, buttons, and yarn taped, glued, or sewn on them!"
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"Pan, have you seen my heating pad?"
"No, now be quiet."
Bra began to play with a cord under Pan's blanket, "Well, if this isn't it I'd like to know what other electrical device you have under that blanket."
"I need it!" Pan shouted, "Now leave me alone!"
"Dinner children!" Goten shouted skipping into the room holding a tray with 4 bowls of soup.
Bra began to laugh.
"What?" Goten asked her.
"It's..." Trunks pointed at the pink lace apron Goten wore, topped off with a lovely pink towel on his head, "YOUR OUTFIT IS HILARIOUS!"
"Oh HA HA..." Goten said sitting down and eating.
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Next timeā¦.
What's up with Pan? Why is she acting this way? What's up with G/B?
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REVIEW!!! NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!
