Another chapter unleashed... I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I've enjoyed
writing it... ^_^ But, uh, I rushed it.....
Pan began to stir slightly, "Pan...?" Trunks whispered, as he leaned
over to her immaculate face, Mirai Trunks shot a glare towards him...
Pan's glorious brown eyes fluttered open; moving her head slowly, she sat
upright, her face and Trunks' face almost touching... "Trunks...?" she
said softly in a very quiet tone.
Believing that she was dreaming, as her face edged slightly closer to his, in an
effort to kiss him, his bright blue eyes, shining attractively, she couldn't
help it, but she was drawn nearer... nearer... soon she felt his warm breath
upon her sanguine face, she stopped at the peak of almost touching his lips,
"WAA? TRUNKS!" realising she wasn't asleep, she went bright red, as
did Trunks, and he moved away in hope of not revealing his feelings, in somewhat
shock, a sweat drop appeared on his forehead, "Uh, just seeing if you were
awake!"
"Well... um... I am..." Pan said in a very bright tone, as she turned
around to see everyone in the room. She was on the smaller sofa of the sitting
room, and she scanned the area closely. There was Marron, sleeping, her head
resting upon a sleeping Goten's chest, he too was lying on a sofa. Then, she saw
Mirai Trunks sitting down at a chair just next to the door. "Uh... Trunks?
Why didn't you tell me you were a twin?"
"He's not my twin! He's Mirai Trunks..." Trunks said with a snarl, folding his arms
in Vegeta style, "He's from another timeline, I guess."
"Whaa..." Pan said, sitting up, crossing her legs.
"Long story..." Trunks explained. "Anyway, Mirai Trunks, as you
know, this is Pan. She's a quarter-saiyan."
"Oh... Who is her father?"
"Gohan."
"Oh." said Mirai Trunks, blushing slightly as Pan smiled at him.
"So... is the party over?" said Pan, looking upwards.
"Yeah..." said Trunks, and both of the Trunks explained in very
accurate detail what happened clearly and thoroughly, the consumption of the
story was hard for Pan to take in, but she managed to accept the fact she was unconscious
right through it. (A Note: Nice shortcut, if you know what I mean :P)
"I WISH I COULD OF FOUGHT HIM! I COULD OF TAKEN HIM!" said Pan irritated
by that fact that her uncle was injured by the Android that was spoken of,
"STUPID METAL HEADED BAKA!"
"Waa... be quiet, Marron's sleeping." said Trunks, as he had a
recollection of what it was like walking to college with Marron first thing in
the morning when they used to date, "You don't want to wake her, trust
me."
"Hmm, that was the same tone Goku had when I first spoke to him." said
Mirai Trunks, a trademark Vegeta smile appearing on his lips, "I wish he
was still here, it would be easier how to work out an efficient plan to get rid
of the Android."
"Whatever, Trunks, besides, Marron sleeps like a log, see her at
sleepovers, hehe. Anyway, you guys are like the same, right? And since Trunks is
*so* clever, and you are basically Trunks too, I'm sure we'll be able to think
up a way to kick some Android butt. I'll be the first one to have a good go at
him!" added Pan happily.
"Pan, you can't... I won't let you get hurt, this is something I've done
wrong, I don't want you getting involved." Mirai Trunks confirmed, the buoyant
expression disappearing from his face.
"He's right Pan, I think the best thing is that you stay here. I'll go with
Mirai Trunks." said Trunks with extra justification.
"Hey, what I do is up to me. I'm going to help, and that's that! I want to
fight, okay?" said Pan arrogantly.
"Pan..." Mirai Trunks paused. "You don't understand-"
"Hey," Trunks interrupted, "Pan, let's make a deal."
"I'm listening," Pan said resting her chin on her hand.
"You can only come if you can manage to become a super saiyan. Okay?"
Trunks said smugly.
"But, but... No Fair... Uh, well... okay!" Pan said with complete
annoyance, "Okay... fine, I'll become a super saiyan... and you just wait,
I'll be right with you guys, beating the crap out of a certain android
#31."
"Hi everyone," said Bulma, holding a plate of cookies, "I brought
some snacks."
"Hi mum," Trunks greeted Bulma. "I'm really glad you fell asleep
and missed the meeting."
"What?" she lay the plate onto the table, "I'm your mother! Don't
you dare say that sort of thing to me!"
"But I am really glad-"
"If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have any food, a house, clothes... You
wouldn't be born, for goodness sakes, and this is how you repay me? You just go
to the meeting, no calls, nothing, and then you come home, and tell me to get
off the sofa, you told me I missed the meeting, and I doubt you ever took a
minute, just one little minute, one minute to even think about coming come to
get me... I'd think you weren't even worried... I do so much, so much, your
father is as bad as you, he never takes me out... never does anything...
anything for me..." Bulma went off, her continuation of complaints heard
faintly in the kitchen.
"Yipes..." said Pan, "She's sure cranky."
"Tell me 'bout it..." Trunks mumbled.
"So, what about these androids? They're not as scary as your mum though,
Trunks, hehe." said Pan, but it was silent in the room (Apart from Goten's
snoring). "Why is it so quiet...? Uh... Mirai Trunks?"
"No reason... no reason..."
