Hey all! Sorry if the chappies come out a little late. I have tons of homework, I need to read all the Fics that get updated daily, and write and I only have two hours on the comp on school days. School sucks. Okay, anywho, here's the chappy:

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Pan couldn't help but giggle. It was a week later and she was taking a bubble bath. She couldn't even remember when she took one last. There were tones of bubbles, on account of she put too much bubble bath. A few had overflowed on to the floor. Today Trunks would start training her so she could learn how to fight.

She was really excited about it. She had always been aggressive, and she learned not too long ago that it was in her blood. She was a natural born fighter. She grinned. 'I'm part of a dying warrior race!' She thought, quoting Trunks' words.

"Yep, that's me! The last surviving female of a warrior race!" Pan said, getting hyped up, which just caused more bubbles to flow onto the floor.

Some at the door cleared their throat, and pan jumped, making half the bubbles and some water flow out again onto the tile floor. She turned her head, covering herself up (even though it wasn't necessary for the bubbles we extremely dense), and saw trunks, hands over his eyes, standing there looking impatient.

"That's all very wonderful, but it's been about an hour, are you through yet!?!?" Trunks said, leaning against the doorframe. Pan glared at him.

"How did you get in here?" She asked, angry. Making sure his eyes were completely covered, she grabbed a not too puffy white towel and wrapped it around herself.

"Well, it's this little contraption some of us like to call a door!" he said, sarcasm dripping from his voice. "You see, it's rectangular in shape, has a handle, and two hinges…" He said, acting serious.

"Oh… shut up!" She said, trying not to laugh. She pushed past him into her room and he opened his eyes, and blushed. He looked everyone but to her.

"Be in the kitchen in 20 minutes." He said fast and almost flew out of the room. Pan almost died laughing. 'The look on this face!' She thought. She quickly changed, and pulled her hair up in a ponytail, determined to be in the kitchen before Trunks. She knew he was in his room getting ready, because he still had on business clothes when he came to 'visit' her in her bathroom. 'And he dares to tell me to hurry!' She thought and she hopped down the stairs. She popped down on a seat in the kitchen, thrilled to see that Trunks wasn't there.

"Hi Pan! Did you like your bubble bath?" Bulma said cheerfully as she set a plate down in front of her. Pan grinned.

"Yes, very much! Thanks so much for letting me live here, Bulma!" Pan said, then she dove head first into her meal. (Not literally.) She said that every day, so Bulma just waved it off. They both looked up as they heard footsteps coming down the hall. They heard Trunks before they saw him.

"Hi Mom! Let me guess, Pan is in her bathroom, fixing her hair! She will be late…" Trunks didn't get to finish what he was saying as he set his eyes on Pan and turned red. He saw that she was over half done with her meal. "Oh. Hi Pan." He said flatly. He sat down to his lunch, and Bulma sat down right after him.

Pan finished and jumped up. "Training time!" She said, hopping from foot to foot excitedly.

"Holf on herbo, I nee oo finif.*" Trunks said, his mouth full of food. Little bits of bread flew out of his mouth and landed on the table. Pan scrunched her nose in disgust and Trunks almost chocked on his food as he tried not to laugh.

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Pan and Trunks walked into the kitchen around dinnertime and Pan fell into her chair. Trunks sat down and looked as if he hand done as little as 50 jumping jacks, and that was a very little for a Saiyan. Pan's head was on her arms, which were crossed on the table. She mumbled something incoherent.

"What was that?" Trunks said, looking at her.

"I said…" Pan started, looking up. "I'm in pain. I'm sore. Shoot me." Her head fell back onto her arms. Trunks smiled.

"You'll get used to it. When you get stronger shooting you would only feel bad. It wouldn't even be enough to kill you." Trunks said, matter-of- factly.

"Hey Trunks!" Someone yelled from down the hall. "Come show Pan the time machine! I have an idea on how you guys can help Pan learn about herself and her family!"

Pan's pain was forgotten as she jumped up and sped down the hall, tripped down the stairs, and landed at Bulma's feet, only to hop up quick as a bunny. (A/N: Okay, okay, I know really lame. I just had to put that in!!!!!!)

Trunks came in right after Pan. Luckily he didn't see Pan's wonderful fall.

All of a sudden, a door to the right opened up, and AMCM74, Saiyan Serpent, and FayeValentine00 walked in.

"Hey Soda!" Faye said. "We've come to visit you!"

"Hi Bulma and Trunks!" AMCM said happily. Soda (the author… ME) jumped down and started shoving them out the door.

"You guys, I'm in the middle of a fic here!" Soda said through her teeth.

"Oh, come on Soda! Let us watch!" SS whined.

"Yeah!" Faye and AMCM said.

"NO!" Soda said as she finally got them out the door. She slammed the door shut and it disappeared. She turned to Bulma, Pan, and Trunks. "Sorry 'bout that! Ya'll just do what you were doin', and I'll go write it! Se ya!" (I'm from Texas. ::grin::)

Trunks and Pan turned back to Bulma.

"Okay guys, I've got an idea. We can use the time machine to send you two back in time and you can meet Pan's parents, and…" Bulma went on to explain everything in great detail. Her explanation was interrupted by two trips to the bathroom, and a meal, but she got done.

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Hey guys! Okay, my fingers are cramped up, or else I would add more too the end. Okay, this was a very dull chappy, I know, but it's like a fill in so we know what's happening. Besides, when you have four hyperactive friends talking to you thru AIM, and a chappy to write your fingers can get tired. Sorry for that little intrusion from my friends and fellow FanFics writers. They were missing me. Well, I'll see you next chapter! All suggestions are welcome and will be taken into great consideration by me. Me me me… anywho. Please review, it lifts my spirits.





















* Hold on turbo, I need to finish. : -)