DISCLAIMER: Do I REALLY have to say this again? It's so painfull.... Alright... I do not own Dragonball Z, and I do not own Chucky either. I'm glad I don't have such a Chucky doll, actually...

More and more children come to see what happened and who's awfull scream they heard was. Police cops are doing a hard job keeping all children away from the dead body. When then finally a kid comes trough, it faints. Inspector Tien was doing a harder job solving the murder. The deathcase was absolutely the fall, but the teacher had some scratches in her face. Also there was a doll in the room, which belonged to a girl. Stranger was that the scratches came from small fingers. "Either it was a kid, or the doll. What do you think Yamcha?"

Yamcha was a freshman, and Tien had to drag him along, which he didn't like at all.

"Er, well, the girl is the daughter of the police cop that was discharged because he used his ki powers. The girl is a half Saiyan, which are quite aggressive. I think she didn't like her teacher, and because her father fights too, she killed her, but lost her doll."

Tien sighs. "The girl is only 4 years old!! And even when her father is a Saiyan..."

"He is!!"

"DON'T INTERRUPT ME!! Ehm. Okay, even a Saiyan wouldn't come to this planet, give up his powers to help people, and then let his child kill a teacher. I mean, I wouldn't do that."

"I would."

"Shut up. Just think logical. That lady wasn't beloved. Maybe the janitor did it. The girl lost her doll, the janitor sneaked in, picked up the doll, scratched the lady's face, and then threw her out of the window."

"That sounds logical."

"Yeah."

"But there are no fingerprints on the doll. How do you explain THAT?" Yamcha said triumphant.

"Ever heard about gloves?"

"But there weren't found any gloves."

"MAN, you're stupid. Maybe he hid them somewhere?!"

"Hey, you're right!! Cool!!"

And so they doctored on the murdercase, but couldn't find enough evidence. But the murderer was still walking around....

Pan was lain in her bed, with Chucky on a chair next to her. "Daddy says miss Greal is dead." She says while looking to the ceiling.

Chucky turns his head. "I know. I did it, because you didn't like her."

"You killed her?"

"Yes. She actually wanted to kill me first, so I had to, you know."

A silence fell. "Are you scared of me?" Chucky asked.

"No. Why?"

"You're so quiet. Didn't you wanted me to kill Miss Greal?"

"I don't know. I'm only 4. Don't ask that difficult questions."

"Do you have a reverse to somebody else?"

"No. Not really." She turned her head to Chucky. "Please don't kill people anymore."

"I won't. But I have to defend myself, so if somebody attacks me, I have to fight back. You don't want to lose me, do you?"

"No."

Chucky turns his head back.

*-*-*-* Next day..... *-*-*-*

"Thank you Chi Chi, we're SO glad you want to baby-sit!" Gohan says exaggerated when he opens the door. Chi Chi walks in. "Oh, you know I love to be with Pan! We always have the greatest fun, don't we?"

Pan nodds dubious. She actually don't like her grandma very much.

"Well then, we go now, or we'll be late for the concert!" Videl yells. She pushes Gohan out of the door, gives Pan a kiss, and then closes the door. Chi Chi picks up Pan, and brings her to the living room. "Okay Pan, what do you want to do?"

"I don't know."

Yeah, you're right, this chapter isn't really finished, but take it the way it is. Soon there will be more.