Author's Note: Thanks to all who have reviewed this fic. A special thanks to Fluffy, who seems to be the only one still reading. Thanks a lot Fluffy!! ^_^
Here's the next chapter for any who are waiting. Tell me what ya think at the end plz..
I'll try and get more wrote and posted.
Seeya! Pan-Chan.
Disclaimers: I don't own DBZ or any of the related characters. But I do own a Chibi Trunks. ^_~
The Angel Of Death
Part 7
Pan tried her best to avoid Trunks in the following few days. She found it wasn't that hard seeing as Trunks was avoiding her too. The only problem was after a few days she would miss talking to Bra and to talk to Bra she would have to go to Capsule Corps. Finally Bra phoned. Pan knew she would sooner or later so she sat talking to her for the next half an hour on all the stuff she'd missed when Pan hadn't been over.
"Anyway," Bra said after she had told everything worth telling to Pan about the last few days. "My mum wants everyone over for a party 'cause it's her and daddy's anniversary this weekend. Of course daddy doesn't know anything about all this so it's a surprise but you have to come. Please. Please. Please." Pan knew Bra would never stop annoying her if she said no so she just gave in and said she would come. Besides, it was just one little get together, what could possibly go wrong.
Just then Goten walked into Pan's room.
"Hey, Panny," he said as he turned a letter in his hand, "do you have any idea who this is from?" he handed it to Pan and she opened the already unsealed envelope.
"Hang on till I read this all right Bra." Bra issued an okay and Pan began to read out loud;
"Love you. Miss you. Wanna hug you tight. Need to hold you in my arms tonight." She turned the piece of paper over and looked at the back. A simple 'To Goten' was written in the middle of the page and nothing more was wrote on the paper at all. Just his name and the message. "It sounds like you've got a secret admirer Uncie Goten." Goten immediately blushed and snatched the letter from his niece.
"Who do you think it's from?" he asked as he pocketed the letter and the envelope. Pan shrugged. She turned her attention back to her phone conversation.
"Hey Bra did you hear what I read from that letter? Who do you think it's from?"
"Em… well.. I don't know… um… someone from Goten's… uh… Maron… um… NO! Maron wouldn't send that… um I don't know…" Bra finally finished off. Pan motioned for Goten to go out of her room. He left, still puzzled by the letter.
"Bra?" Pan asked. Bra let a small noise exit her mouth that resembled a worried yes. "You sent that to my uncle didn't you?" Bra gulped and Pan could hear it loud and clear. "I knew it! Only you would write something like that."
"Please don't tell him it was me Pan." Bra begged after a few minutes. "Please. I don't know why I sent it. I didn't even mean to send it. Really. It was a mistake. Honest!"
"Yeah Bra. Tell it to the judge!" Pan laughed when she heard Bra's pathetic whimpering. "Come on I won't tell. Don't start crying." Pan heard Bra's happy voice coming back down the phone.
"Thanks Pan. This is exactly why you're my best friend! We can keep secrets about each other and never tell anyone." Bra laughed out of happiness and relief. "So what time will you come over tomorrow?"
"I don't know." Pan replied. She thought for a minute. "I don't want to come to early, but you know how I hate coming with my parents," Pan started to impersonate her parents. "Well look at our lovely little girl. Hasn't she grown since the last time you seen her?" Bra and Pan both laughed at Pan's impersonations of her father.
"Ok. I get the picture." Bra said after a few more comments Pan's family liked to embarrass her with at the beginning of all parties. "Well come over about seven, right? Everyone else will be here at about eight or quarter to, so that gives us time to find something 'interesting' for you to wear." Pan's face went from happy to extreme panic in a matter of milliseconds.
"What do you mean 'interesting' Bra?" Pan demanded. "You'd better not be thinking of anything in particular like the last time I came to a party at your house. You tried to set me up with every guy that wasn't related to me!"
Bra laughed.
"This time it's different!" Bra insisted. "Now I know who you like!" Pan's face filled with dread.
"Yo… you wouldn't dare!" Pan stammered.
"Oh, wouldn't I?" Bra said with an evil tone in her voice and a sly smirk on her face. Pan didn't trust her one bit.
"Not if you'd like a certain person to find out about a certain note you wrote." Pan answered defiantly. Bra laughed again.
"Go ahead tell him. He'd just think you were kidding around. Come on I'm the sweet, little, innocent girl he's known since he was two. Do you actually think he would think I would send something like that?" again Bra laughed and Pan knew Goten probably would just laugh it off. But she also knew Bra was still scared that Pan would tell. 'She just hides the fact extremely well,' Pan thought, 'kinda like Vegeta!' Pan laughed at herself.
"Fine. I'll see you at seven tomorrow night. Bye." Pan hung up the phone once Bra issued a 'good-bye and beware'. Pan didn't like the tone in Bra's voice, but Bra would never change.
Pan moped about the house for the rest of the day. Dragging herself to the kitchen, getting some food, dragging herself back upstairs to read. Gohan came in when she was in the middle of some math problems. (Hee hee! Gohan's old favourites ^_^) Pan was muttering to herself.
"X equals the square root of pi times seven point three plus eight. How am I meant to know all this and more for my exams?!" she questioned.
"With practice and help from me." Gohan answered for her. Pan looked up and saw Gohan making his way towards her desk. "So why are you doing math problems in the holidays anyway?"
"I just wanted to get a head start before I went back to school," Pan answered quickly, "plus, I kinda needed a bit of help from you." She admitted sheepishly. Gohan laughed at her.
"You know you can ask me anything." He told her as she laughed along with him.
"Yeah." She looked out the window. "Do you think I should go to the party at Capsule Corps.?" Gohan looked at her strangely.
"Of course honey. You go every year. Why wouldn't you want to go this year?" Pan shook her head.
"No reason. I just wanted to know if you think I should go." Gohan nodded his head.
"Ok." He stood up. "I'll listen to whatever you have to say whenever you need me." Gohan said as he was walking out the door.
"I know." Gohan was about to shut the door. "Thanks dad. Thanks for being here for me." Gohan smiled and left Pan's room. Pan sat doing more of her maths until her dinner was ready. She ate quickly and went back up the stairs.
"Hey Pan!" Bra exclaimed when Pan arrived at the Briefs family residence. "You're just in time. Mom's trying to get daddy to wear a bow tie. This is the most fun Trunks and your uncle have had in years." Bra pulled Pan into the living room and Pan nearly died with laughter. Vegeta was being held still by Trunks and Goten while Bulma tried to tie a black bow tie around his neck. Pan held a hand up to her mouth to suppress the laughter that wanted to escape her mouth as she was dragged up the stairs by Bra.
The minute Bra got to her room she threw a piece of clothing at Pan.
"Put this on," she said as she shoved Pan towards the bathroom door, "you'll look brilliant!" Before Pan could refuse, Bra had shut the door.
Pan looked at the dress and began to take off her clothes. She slipped on the dress and came out of the toilet to look in Bra's full-length mirror. She took one look at herself and though no. She turned to see Bra looking at her.
"Wow Pan! You look amazing! This will definitely capture Trunks' eyes." Pan looked at herself again. She had on a long, black, spaghetti strapped dress, which crossed straps at the back. The dress flowed lightly around her ankles and clung to her curves perfectly. She shook her head.
"Bra I can't wear this. I'm Pan. You know, tomboy! I don't wear things like this!" Bulma picked that precise moment to walk in and look at Pan.
"Oh Pan. You look so nice in that dress." She said as she walked over to Bra's dressing table to collect the hairdryer.
"Don't you start too." Pan grumbled. "I can't wear this. It's too…"
"Girlish?" Bra and her mother put in at the same time. Pan nodded and sighed to herself as she seen how much alike Bra and Bulma were. She wished she were more like her mother. But Videl didn't like the same things Pan did and Pan definitely didn't like her mother's dresses.
"Come on Pan," Bulma put in, "can't you just wear it for one night of your life. It won't do that much damage to your tomboyish reputation to wear a dress to a party, will it?" Pan was about to disagree and say how it could ruin her tomboyish attitude but then thought against it when she seen Bra's pleading look.
"I'll wear it tonight. But this is the only time you're getting me into a dress. Do you hear me?" Bulma and Bra nodded simultaneously.
"Fine." Bra said as she lead he mother out of her room. "But now we need to finish you off." She picked up her make-up bag and hairbrush. Pan knew refusing now would be futile so she just sat down and let Bra begin.
'Who knows?' Pan thought. 'Tonight could turn out good after all.'
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Well that's it for chapter 7. What'd ya think? Review and tell please.
The next chapter is sort of a song fic/chapter type thing, I think. If it's not the next chapter then it'll be the chapter after that.
Seeya all later ( I hope )
Pan-Chan
Here's the next chapter for any who are waiting. Tell me what ya think at the end plz..
I'll try and get more wrote and posted.
Seeya! Pan-Chan.
Disclaimers: I don't own DBZ or any of the related characters. But I do own a Chibi Trunks. ^_~
The Angel Of Death
Part 7
Pan tried her best to avoid Trunks in the following few days. She found it wasn't that hard seeing as Trunks was avoiding her too. The only problem was after a few days she would miss talking to Bra and to talk to Bra she would have to go to Capsule Corps. Finally Bra phoned. Pan knew she would sooner or later so she sat talking to her for the next half an hour on all the stuff she'd missed when Pan hadn't been over.
"Anyway," Bra said after she had told everything worth telling to Pan about the last few days. "My mum wants everyone over for a party 'cause it's her and daddy's anniversary this weekend. Of course daddy doesn't know anything about all this so it's a surprise but you have to come. Please. Please. Please." Pan knew Bra would never stop annoying her if she said no so she just gave in and said she would come. Besides, it was just one little get together, what could possibly go wrong.
Just then Goten walked into Pan's room.
"Hey, Panny," he said as he turned a letter in his hand, "do you have any idea who this is from?" he handed it to Pan and she opened the already unsealed envelope.
"Hang on till I read this all right Bra." Bra issued an okay and Pan began to read out loud;
"Love you. Miss you. Wanna hug you tight. Need to hold you in my arms tonight." She turned the piece of paper over and looked at the back. A simple 'To Goten' was written in the middle of the page and nothing more was wrote on the paper at all. Just his name and the message. "It sounds like you've got a secret admirer Uncie Goten." Goten immediately blushed and snatched the letter from his niece.
"Who do you think it's from?" he asked as he pocketed the letter and the envelope. Pan shrugged. She turned her attention back to her phone conversation.
"Hey Bra did you hear what I read from that letter? Who do you think it's from?"
"Em… well.. I don't know… um… someone from Goten's… uh… Maron… um… NO! Maron wouldn't send that… um I don't know…" Bra finally finished off. Pan motioned for Goten to go out of her room. He left, still puzzled by the letter.
"Bra?" Pan asked. Bra let a small noise exit her mouth that resembled a worried yes. "You sent that to my uncle didn't you?" Bra gulped and Pan could hear it loud and clear. "I knew it! Only you would write something like that."
"Please don't tell him it was me Pan." Bra begged after a few minutes. "Please. I don't know why I sent it. I didn't even mean to send it. Really. It was a mistake. Honest!"
"Yeah Bra. Tell it to the judge!" Pan laughed when she heard Bra's pathetic whimpering. "Come on I won't tell. Don't start crying." Pan heard Bra's happy voice coming back down the phone.
"Thanks Pan. This is exactly why you're my best friend! We can keep secrets about each other and never tell anyone." Bra laughed out of happiness and relief. "So what time will you come over tomorrow?"
"I don't know." Pan replied. She thought for a minute. "I don't want to come to early, but you know how I hate coming with my parents," Pan started to impersonate her parents. "Well look at our lovely little girl. Hasn't she grown since the last time you seen her?" Bra and Pan both laughed at Pan's impersonations of her father.
"Ok. I get the picture." Bra said after a few more comments Pan's family liked to embarrass her with at the beginning of all parties. "Well come over about seven, right? Everyone else will be here at about eight or quarter to, so that gives us time to find something 'interesting' for you to wear." Pan's face went from happy to extreme panic in a matter of milliseconds.
"What do you mean 'interesting' Bra?" Pan demanded. "You'd better not be thinking of anything in particular like the last time I came to a party at your house. You tried to set me up with every guy that wasn't related to me!"
Bra laughed.
"This time it's different!" Bra insisted. "Now I know who you like!" Pan's face filled with dread.
"Yo… you wouldn't dare!" Pan stammered.
"Oh, wouldn't I?" Bra said with an evil tone in her voice and a sly smirk on her face. Pan didn't trust her one bit.
"Not if you'd like a certain person to find out about a certain note you wrote." Pan answered defiantly. Bra laughed again.
"Go ahead tell him. He'd just think you were kidding around. Come on I'm the sweet, little, innocent girl he's known since he was two. Do you actually think he would think I would send something like that?" again Bra laughed and Pan knew Goten probably would just laugh it off. But she also knew Bra was still scared that Pan would tell. 'She just hides the fact extremely well,' Pan thought, 'kinda like Vegeta!' Pan laughed at herself.
"Fine. I'll see you at seven tomorrow night. Bye." Pan hung up the phone once Bra issued a 'good-bye and beware'. Pan didn't like the tone in Bra's voice, but Bra would never change.
Pan moped about the house for the rest of the day. Dragging herself to the kitchen, getting some food, dragging herself back upstairs to read. Gohan came in when she was in the middle of some math problems. (Hee hee! Gohan's old favourites ^_^) Pan was muttering to herself.
"X equals the square root of pi times seven point three plus eight. How am I meant to know all this and more for my exams?!" she questioned.
"With practice and help from me." Gohan answered for her. Pan looked up and saw Gohan making his way towards her desk. "So why are you doing math problems in the holidays anyway?"
"I just wanted to get a head start before I went back to school," Pan answered quickly, "plus, I kinda needed a bit of help from you." She admitted sheepishly. Gohan laughed at her.
"You know you can ask me anything." He told her as she laughed along with him.
"Yeah." She looked out the window. "Do you think I should go to the party at Capsule Corps.?" Gohan looked at her strangely.
"Of course honey. You go every year. Why wouldn't you want to go this year?" Pan shook her head.
"No reason. I just wanted to know if you think I should go." Gohan nodded his head.
"Ok." He stood up. "I'll listen to whatever you have to say whenever you need me." Gohan said as he was walking out the door.
"I know." Gohan was about to shut the door. "Thanks dad. Thanks for being here for me." Gohan smiled and left Pan's room. Pan sat doing more of her maths until her dinner was ready. She ate quickly and went back up the stairs.
"Hey Pan!" Bra exclaimed when Pan arrived at the Briefs family residence. "You're just in time. Mom's trying to get daddy to wear a bow tie. This is the most fun Trunks and your uncle have had in years." Bra pulled Pan into the living room and Pan nearly died with laughter. Vegeta was being held still by Trunks and Goten while Bulma tried to tie a black bow tie around his neck. Pan held a hand up to her mouth to suppress the laughter that wanted to escape her mouth as she was dragged up the stairs by Bra.
The minute Bra got to her room she threw a piece of clothing at Pan.
"Put this on," she said as she shoved Pan towards the bathroom door, "you'll look brilliant!" Before Pan could refuse, Bra had shut the door.
Pan looked at the dress and began to take off her clothes. She slipped on the dress and came out of the toilet to look in Bra's full-length mirror. She took one look at herself and though no. She turned to see Bra looking at her.
"Wow Pan! You look amazing! This will definitely capture Trunks' eyes." Pan looked at herself again. She had on a long, black, spaghetti strapped dress, which crossed straps at the back. The dress flowed lightly around her ankles and clung to her curves perfectly. She shook her head.
"Bra I can't wear this. I'm Pan. You know, tomboy! I don't wear things like this!" Bulma picked that precise moment to walk in and look at Pan.
"Oh Pan. You look so nice in that dress." She said as she walked over to Bra's dressing table to collect the hairdryer.
"Don't you start too." Pan grumbled. "I can't wear this. It's too…"
"Girlish?" Bra and her mother put in at the same time. Pan nodded and sighed to herself as she seen how much alike Bra and Bulma were. She wished she were more like her mother. But Videl didn't like the same things Pan did and Pan definitely didn't like her mother's dresses.
"Come on Pan," Bulma put in, "can't you just wear it for one night of your life. It won't do that much damage to your tomboyish reputation to wear a dress to a party, will it?" Pan was about to disagree and say how it could ruin her tomboyish attitude but then thought against it when she seen Bra's pleading look.
"I'll wear it tonight. But this is the only time you're getting me into a dress. Do you hear me?" Bulma and Bra nodded simultaneously.
"Fine." Bra said as she lead he mother out of her room. "But now we need to finish you off." She picked up her make-up bag and hairbrush. Pan knew refusing now would be futile so she just sat down and let Bra begin.
'Who knows?' Pan thought. 'Tonight could turn out good after all.'
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Well that's it for chapter 7. What'd ya think? Review and tell please.
The next chapter is sort of a song fic/chapter type thing, I think. If it's not the next chapter then it'll be the chapter after that.
Seeya all later ( I hope )
Pan-Chan
