A/N: In order for this Story to make sense you must first know that Pan means bread. I have to warn you, this fic really sucks.

Pan's Birth

Gohan walked down the stairs of his and Videl's new house. They had been married for almost a year now, but they had known each other for almost six.

"Gohan, Hurry up! I can't wait all day."

"Sorry." He jumped down all of the stairs, then flew Videl to the hospital.

~One hour later~

"Gohan, I hate you why did you do this to me? I swear I'm going to kill you!" Videl said between screams.

"Videl push.in.out.in.out." The doctor said.

Suddenly a cry sounded.

"Gohan wake up. You're a father."

"Sorry," Gohan said scratching the back of his neck, "I fainted."

Videl rolled eyes as the doctor handed her the small baby wrapped in a pink blanket.

"Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Son you have a baby girl."

"So, Videl what should we name her?" Videl asked her husband and new father.

"I'm hungry."

"Let me guess you want some bread when your daughter doesn't even have a name!!!"

"Mmm.Pan."

The baby laughed.

"Pan."

The baby laughed again.

"Gohan, I guess we found it."

He smiled the typical son smile, "I guess we have,

A/N: Okay, know this sucks but heck. I wrote it in Math last year what do you expect?