Disclaimer: I STILL don't own DBZ, wish I did though...
Another Problem - Part II
"Sorry about Pot, Trunks. You know how he can be though." apologized Pan.
"Yea. I thought you were joking when you told me how over-protective he was. He acts like he's five years older than you instead of five years younger."
He pulled over and got out of the car. He and Pan were eating out tonight. She got out, and accepted his hand for "help." The walked into the resturant (which was pretty damn fancy) and took there seats.
Pan, out of the corner of her eye, thought she saw some familiar spiky black hair. But as she looked closer, she saw it was just a plant. The night was going well when all of a sudden, something shot out of the air, heading straight for Trunks. He caught it with no problem,
but had a quizzical look on his face until he saw one of the "plants" move. It was gone. Trunks couldn't even feel Pot's ki. Pan looked at what was in his hand, and gasped. It was a dart with scarlet liquid in it.
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Pan stomped into her her room. Pot had totally ruined her date tonight. She help the little dart in her hand. She planned to find out what exactly was in it, so she headed over to Capsule Corps.
"It seems to be unidentifyable, Pan," Bulma said, shaking her head.
"Of course it's not!" Vegita walked in. "There is no name for it here on Earth, but back on Vegita-Sei, we call Danzumyte. It's like smoking pot non-stop for three days." Pan's and Bulma's jaw dropped.
"Pot threw this at Trunks. Argggg! Bulma, I can't control that kid. Some of his friends and totally paranoid now. Belive me, I've seen them. One of them can't stop saying 'no questions! no questions!' and another one is hooked on crack. I tells ya, ever since he was born i've tried to mold him.
But instead of him becoming well molded, he just got moldy." Bulma laughed. "I'm serious!!"
"I know you are hunny, but you make it sound so funny."
"But it's not!!!"
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Pan walked back into the room. She saw her brother watching T.V. as inoccently as possible. "Sailormoon!" he shouted. Pan facefaulted. He could be so annoying, and yet utterly adorable at the same time. She walked into her room, and immediatly changed her mind about Pot. Clothes where strewn everywhere, and her pictures all over the place. Little flames danced in her eyes as she shot out of her room.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack! Flames, dancing? Oh well. This is short, but i am having a severe case of "writers problem but not big enough to be called writers block."
Another Problem - Part II
"Sorry about Pot, Trunks. You know how he can be though." apologized Pan.
"Yea. I thought you were joking when you told me how over-protective he was. He acts like he's five years older than you instead of five years younger."
He pulled over and got out of the car. He and Pan were eating out tonight. She got out, and accepted his hand for "help." The walked into the resturant (which was pretty damn fancy) and took there seats.
Pan, out of the corner of her eye, thought she saw some familiar spiky black hair. But as she looked closer, she saw it was just a plant. The night was going well when all of a sudden, something shot out of the air, heading straight for Trunks. He caught it with no problem,
but had a quizzical look on his face until he saw one of the "plants" move. It was gone. Trunks couldn't even feel Pot's ki. Pan looked at what was in his hand, and gasped. It was a dart with scarlet liquid in it.
*****************
Pan stomped into her her room. Pot had totally ruined her date tonight. She help the little dart in her hand. She planned to find out what exactly was in it, so she headed over to Capsule Corps.
"It seems to be unidentifyable, Pan," Bulma said, shaking her head.
"Of course it's not!" Vegita walked in. "There is no name for it here on Earth, but back on Vegita-Sei, we call Danzumyte. It's like smoking pot non-stop for three days." Pan's and Bulma's jaw dropped.
"Pot threw this at Trunks. Argggg! Bulma, I can't control that kid. Some of his friends and totally paranoid now. Belive me, I've seen them. One of them can't stop saying 'no questions! no questions!' and another one is hooked on crack. I tells ya, ever since he was born i've tried to mold him.
But instead of him becoming well molded, he just got moldy." Bulma laughed. "I'm serious!!"
"I know you are hunny, but you make it sound so funny."
"But it's not!!!"
******************
Pan walked back into the room. She saw her brother watching T.V. as inoccently as possible. "Sailormoon!" he shouted. Pan facefaulted. He could be so annoying, and yet utterly adorable at the same time. She walked into her room, and immediatly changed her mind about Pot. Clothes where strewn everywhere, and her pictures all over the place. Little flames danced in her eyes as she shot out of her room.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack! Flames, dancing? Oh well. This is short, but i am having a severe case of "writers problem but not big enough to be called writers block."