About one year later
Pan came home with 'happy' news. She was engaged! Proudly she showed of her beautiful ring. Videl shone with pride her little girl was going to get married. Gohan however was less enthusiastic about the whole thing, but he approved.
And six months later they got married, Gohan was now used to the idea his daughter married Trunks and he was truly happy for the fresh couple.
Present time
"Hey Trunks," greeted Goten his friend.
"Goten? How did you get in here?" asked Trunks surprised.
"Aren't you happy to see me?" asked Goten disappointed and smiled a Son smile.
Trunks' secretary opened the door panting. "I am sorry Mr. President. He just walked by me, I couldn't stop him."
"That's okay Michelle. He's a friend" assured Trunks her.
"That what I told her, but she didn't believe me," shrugged Goten and he sat down in a chair on the other side of Trunks' desk and began to play with his keys.
…
"Uhm… Goten?"
…
"Yeah?"
"Why are you here?"
"Can't I visit my buddy?" asked Goten innocently, but he saw Trunks didn't buy it.
"All right, there is something on my mind… but we decided to tell no one," confessed Goten.
"We?" asked Trunks suspicious.
"Euhm.. I've said too much already" Goten blushed.
"Ohh…" smiled Trunks knowingly. "I know what it is…" and he winked at Goten.
"Ahhh no, please don't tell her you know okay?" begged Goten.
"Besides I have the feeling you have to tell me something too, you've been way to happy these last few weeks and I don't have a clue why."
"Well, I'm not telling" said Trunks in a childish voice.
"Aw come on. I told you too!"
"Nope, you didn't. I figured it out myself" Trunks stuck his tongue out at Goten.
"I know you wanna tell me, I can see it," teased Goten.
"No I don't," answered Trunks a little bit to fast, and he looked away.
But Goten continued to stare at him.
"Cut it out Goten!" said Trunks annoyed.
"Tell me!"
"No!"
"Please… pretty please?"
"Goten! Cut it out!"
"Pretty please with a cherry on top?"
"Nohoo!"
"Pretty please with a cherry on top and whipped cream?"
"…. Ahhh, Alright I'll tell you, man, you can be annoying!" whined Trunks.
"Well…?"
Trunks and Pan sat nervously on the couch.
"I have to tell you something," they both said at the same time.
"You first," again in perfect sync.
"Can I go first?" said Pan putting up big puppy dog eyes.
"Sure."
"Uhm, I don't quite know how to break it to you. Me being the one who thought of the stupid rule," said Pan hesitant. "But I told Marron I'm pregnant, she pulled it out of me. And I really wanted…"
"It's okay Pan, I wanted to tell you I told Goten… sorry."
Pan looked at Trunks. And as if on a cue they began to laugh.
"Marron can be so annoying, 'pretty please with a cherry on top' sheesh, she drove me nuts!"
"Hah, is that all you got?" asked Trunks playful.
"What do you mean?"
"I got 'Pretty please with a cherry on top and whipped cream'" and he stuck his tongue out to Pan.
Pan suddenly frowned as if she was thinking.
"What is it Pan?" asked Trunks curious.
"Don't you think Goten and Marron have a lot in common? I mean… Both the 'pretty please with a cherry on top-beg. I think there is something going on between them, don't you?"
"Where did you get such an idea?" asked Trunks nervously.
"Yesterday, when I went to see Goten, Marron was there… The tension in the room was so thick you could kick a hole in it."
"Maybe you're right," Trunks put the discussion away. Pan shrugged.
"Hey guess what!"
"What?!"
"I have to go the hospital to make an ultrasound-scan of the baby, and since by now every one will know, we can show off with our baby." Smiled Pan.
"Do you think it'll be, a boy or a girl?" asked Trunks after a long silence.
"I don't know, and to be honest I don't want to know either." Confessed Pan.
"Nah, me neither. I like surprises." Agreed Trunks.
"Well Mrs. Briefs, everything looks perfectly. The baby has all the parts it needs." Smiled the doctor. It was a young man. Pan guessed in his early twenties and probably just graduated. He was quite handsome. He looked stunning in his long white coat.
"Stop that!" Pan smacked herself on the head, mentally of course. You have the man of your dreams, and you're carrying this baby!" warned Pan herself and she looked at Trunks, she smiled at him, but he was looking interested at the screen.
"Well, Mrs. Briefs, shall we print out a few photo's for the family?" his voice made Pan come back out of her pondering.
She nodded enthusiastically.
"Do you want to know if it's a boy or a girl?"
"You mean you can actually see it on this screen?" frowned Trunks as he pointed at the greenish screen.
The doctor shrugged. "Yeah. But do you want to know?"
"No" replied Pan and Trunks as one.
"Hmm a rare happening. Most people want to know, but hey, your choice." He said cheerful.
