Chapter 18: Corny can be Good
Sometimes
"Oh Dende, I can't believe my
brother doesn't have anything here to cure upset stomachs!" Goten grumbled
loudly as he dug through huge First Aid kit Pan had managed to drag down from
the top of a kitchen cupboard. "Look, there's even something to treat diaper
rash! Must be leftovers from when you were a baby."
"Yeah, well Saiyans don't
usually get upset stomachs." Pan said dryly, she crutched her stomach her
hands. "Urgh…I think I'm going to die! This must be the punishment we're
getting for devouring ten litres of ice cream."
"Hey! Hold on! I think I found
something!" Goten yelled in triumph as he held up a little green bottle.
"Here," he opened the bottle, poured out a handful of little green pills, and
offered them to Pan.
"Um…"Pan stared at the little
green pills in Goten's palm in hesitation. She didn't want to even touch the
pills because they looked like little green slugs. "How many am I supposed to
take?"
Goten glanced at the label
around the green bottle. "Four to six."
"Are you sure about this?" Pan
asked. Despite his kind, sweet nature, her uncle wasn't exactly the most
reliable person in the world – especially when it comes things like this.
"Positive" Goten replied
confidently.
Pan took the little pills reluctantly.
"Okay," she closed her eyes, popped the pills inside her mouth, and swallowed.
"Ew…it's so bitter!"
"It's bitter?" Goten stared in
alarm at the pills in his hand. "Then I don't want to eat them!"
"Oh come on uncle! It's not
like you're going to die by eating them!" Pan smirked. Sometimes Goten is just
like her grandfather—they are both afraid of needles and bitter medicines.
Ding-Dong! Suddenly, the
doorbell rang. "I'll get it!" Goten jumped up and flew to answer the door,
leaving the bottle of green pills behind. Pan sighed and rolled her eyes. Then
she followed her uncle to the living room.
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"Coming!" Goten yelled as he
ran towards the front door. Whew! Saved by the doorbell! He thought to himself, a big grin started forming on his
lips. He turned the doorknob and threw the door open. But due to his
excitement, he forgot hold back his Saiyan strength. This caused the door to
Pan's house to literally break in half. "Oops."
"Uncle!" he heard Pan screech
from behind him. "What the hell did you do?"
Oh dear… he
turned his attention back to the person at the door. "Hey, who are you—" he
stopped when he realized that the person was Bra. She was trying hard to hold
back a giggle. "Oh, it's you." He said bitterly.
Bra cringed. Okay,
maybe I deserved that after the way that I practically forced him to kiss me. "Goten, listen to me. It was all a misunderstanding. Can
you at least listen to my explanation? I'm really sorry."
"Hey! Who's at the door?"
Pan's head popped up from behind Goten. When she caught the sight of Bra, the
enthusiasm from her voice instantly drained away. "Oh, it's you."
What's up with her? Bra wondered. "Pan, why the long face?"
"Oh sorry…" Pan apologized.
"It's not actually you…it's more like your brother."
"What did Trunks do this
time?" Bra pressed on. Something tells me that Pan probably saw
Trunks doing something with Marron inside that washroom. That's probably why
she left so early.
Pan sighed. "Why don't you come
in first?" she reached over for the doorknob but realized that door is now
lying in two pieces on the floor. "Uncle! My dad's going to kill me!" she cast
an evil look at Goten.
"Uh…I can try to super glue
the door back together." Goten offered.
"Never mind, just come in
Bra."
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Now they had are settled in
Pan's room. Pan was sitting cross-legged on her bed, crutching her teddy bear
to her chest. Goten took a sit on the floor and Bra sat down on a director
chair Pan has in her room. Two pairs of eyes are glued onto Bra, waiting for
her to speak.
"Okay…I'm sure that everybody
can agree on the fact that my party last night was a completely disaster." Bra
began. "But first, I'd like to know just why are you mad at my brother, Pan."
Pan bit her lips. "Is it
really necessary?"
"Yes." Bra said firmly.
"Okay, I was looking for some
help for Marron 'cause she was acting funny. Then you came running towards me
saying that something terrible happened to Marron, who was in the washroom. So
I went to he washroom and I saw Trunks and Marron on the floor, kissing. I
started to yell at Trunks but then he said stupid and I punched him in the face
and kicked him a couple of times." Pan paused for a minute. "Uh…then I went
home."
Whoa…no wonder there's dried blood under Trunks'
nose! Bra thought. "Okay Pan, Truth
is – my brother's not a dirty cheater. He is just a really weak drinker. Here's
the story…"
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"WHAT?" Pan screamed; a yellow
glow was starting to form around her. "She locked you inside that little room?
She spiked the fucking punch? How dare that bitch! Does she know whom she's
messing around with? Humph! You just wait Bra! I'm going to go and teach her a
lesson!" she started opening the window.
"Grab her, Goten!" Bra yelled.
Goten did an awkward tackle
and pinned his little niece to the floor. "Pan…just calm down." He whispered in
her ear.
"I CAN'T! If I don't kill that
little bitch today, my name is not Pan!" Pan struggled to free herself from
Goten's gasp.
"Shut up Pan! Dende, you can't
just go and kill Chelsea! Think about how long your mother will ground you!"
Bra argued back.
"Oh right. Good point," Pan
stopped her struggling and sat up. She smiled sheepishly at Goten, who was now
covered with all kinds of bruises. "Sorry uncle."
"No…problem." Goten gasped.
"Honestly Pan, for a minute there, I thought you had finally reached Super
Saiyan."
"What we need is an ultimate
plan that will leave Chelsea so humiliated that she would want to walk around
with a paper bag over her head." A sly look crawled onto Bra's face. "And I
just came up with the perfect plan."
"You did?" Pan grabbed Bra by
the shoulder. "Tell us, dammit!"
"Wait…" Bra held up a hand.
"This requires a lot of people…so we need Trunks, Marron, and Ubuu to
participate too. Oh yeah! Speaking of Marron and Ubuu, how did the elevator
plan go?"
Pan and Goten exchanged a
glance. "Terrible." They claimed in unison.
Bra's face fell. "What the
hell happened?"
"Marron found out that Ubuu
tricked her – and she kind of freaked out." Goten explained.
"Shit," Bra cursed. "They
would make such a good couple too! Oh!" she jumped up excitedly. "Did you know
that I actually learned to throw a power blast?"
"Really, Bra?" Pan said, her
voice dripping with sarcasm. "No offence, but you never liked to train. A power
blast actually requires some training to accomplish."
"I know that! But maybe it's
because I was so pissed off at Chelsea or something that it just happened.
Watch this you guys!" Bra jumped up and pointed her finger towards one of the
walls of Pan's room. "Fucking door open!"
A shot of light filled the
room, followed by a puff of smoke. When the smoke finally cleared, a big hole
was in the wall that Bra had pointed to. Pan and Goten gaped at the big hole in
disbelief while Bra crossed her arms and grinned smugly.
"BRA!" Pan pointed towards the
hole. "My dad is going to kill me!"
"Oops…sorry Pan. Don't worry,"
Bra reached into her jean pocket and whipped out a shiny piece of plastic. "I
brought my mom's credit card, we can just call somebody over to fix it. I'll
even fix the door too."
Pan relaxed. "Thanks Bra, but
we better get a move on it now. My mom and dad will be home in --" she glanced
down at her watch. "3 hours! I'll go get the phone book now!" she yelled over
her shoulders as she dashed downstairs.
"Yeah, I'll help you." Bra
started to follow Pan when a hand suddenly clamped around her wrist. "Huh?" Bra
spun her head around and saw Goten looking at her – with a serious expression
on his face that she had never seen before.
"Bra," he said softly. "Sorry
about that, you know."
Aw…he's so nice!
Bra's heart started pumping at twice its regular rate. "That's okay, Goten. It
wasn't your fault." Now please ask me out, just ask me
out…PLEASE!
Goten lowed his gaze. "Um, I
do like you…a lot. So I guess what I'm trying to say is; will you go out with
me this Friday? We can go for a movie or something." he looked up at her again anxiously,
waiting for her answer.
"Of course, Goten." Bra
smiled. "A movie sounds great!" Yes, yes, yes, YES!
"Hey guys!" Pan's annoyed
voice came from downstairs. "I need some help here! Like, hello?"
"I guess we better go and help
Pan, huh?" Bra asked Goten shyly.
"Yeah," Goten nodded, then he
extended his hand to Bra. She accepted it and they ran hand-in-hand downstairs.
Tell you the truth,
Bra thought as she felt the warmth of Goten's hand around hers. If
I saw a girl and a guy holding hands walking in the streets, I'd laugh at their
corny-ness. But now I kind of understand why they do those things…corny can be
pretty good sometimes.
Author's note: Told you I'd
update. ^_~ Anyways, hope you liked
that chapter. Now a review would be greatly appreciated. Thanks.