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Hi, next chapter here! In this chapter, Vegeta is baby-sitting Pan. As always, enjoy!
1 Baby-sitter Vegeta
Vegeta closed the door and looked at Pan. "Now listen up, brat, you're-" Vegeta was cut off. "Yay!" Pan ran to the couch and started jumping up and down. "Wheeeee!!!" "Brat! Get off that couch!"
Vegeta was walking up to her and she ran off and started running all around the room. "Get back here!" Vegeta chased after her. "You can't catch me, you can't catch me!" Pan taunted.
"Argh! Little b*tch, get back here!" They ran into the kitchen, knocking over things as they ran through. "You're cleaning all of this up when I catch you!" Vegeta yelled. "But you won't catch me!"
Pan was having a lot of fun. Vegeta, on the other hand, was in the mood to kill. 'I'm going to rip this brat apart!' They ran all upstairs and in rooms, in and out, in and out. Finally, Pan let her tail stick out a bit too far and Vegeta grab it and picked her up.
She was dangling upside down. She yelped in pain. "Owwww! Let go Uncle Vegeta! That hurt," she pouted. "You know you're about to die, don't you?" he growled. "I'm sowwy," she gave a cute baby face.
"Oh no! That's not working this time!" Vegeta stood his ground. "But Uncle Vegeta, I love you," "Don't try that bullsh*t with me, brat! You're about to feel some real pain!" Vegeta was ready to get in that gravity room and tear her up!
"But (sniff), I didn't mean to make you mad," she was sucking up like there was no tomorrow…probably wouldn't have been, being in the situation she was in. "You're going to tell me you didn't MEAN to run all over the house and break everything?"
Pan nodded. "I don't like liars," "Put me down. Please?" she gave him those eyes and finished, "Prince Vegeta, sir?" that was it. Vegeta had lost the whole battle by those two words: Prince Vegeta.
"Hmpf!…Fine, but you try it again and I'm not showing any mercy, got it?!?" "Yes, sir," "Good," Vegeta dropped her, Pan landing flat on her back. "Ouch! You old ug-" Pan saw that mean glare and changed her mind on what she wanted to say.
"I mean, thank you Prince Vegeta sir," she smiled. "Hmpf. Suck up," He went back in the kitchen to find him something to eat. Pan, as usual, followed after him. As he was looking around in the fridge, he couldn't help but ask Pan something.
"So, brat, what have you been doing this past week?" he pulled out 5 leftover pizzas from the fridge. "I've been with Grandpa," Vegeta felt some jealousy coming on. "Really? Doing what?"
"Oh, we went to movies and ate out and went to the zoo and the park and-" "Ok ok, I get the picture," he muttered. "It was really fun!" Vegeta rolled his eyes. 'Who cares what she did with Kakkarot!'
Vegeta was about to heat the pizzas with a ki blast but Pan stopped him. "oo, oo let me try!" Vegeta looked at her doubtfully. He really didn't care if she did, but he didn't want the pizzas getting fried at the same time.
"…ok," he stepped aside. She climbed on the table and got her blast ready. She pointed it at the pizza boxes and let it go. Vegeta looked at them and gave a satisfied look. "Hmmm…you did ok,"
"I did?!" Pan loved it when he recognized it when she did something right. "Anyway, let's go in the living room. I'm laying down, you, on the other hand, is going to stay out of trouble. Got that?" he didn't look like he was playing.
"ok…." Pan didn't look like she was going to keep her word but Vegeta decided not to get on her about it until she did something; he felt like killing somebody anyway so he might as well have a good reason.
When they were in the living room, Vegeta laid down. Pan sat on the floor by the couch. The pizza, which wouldn't survive for more than 5 minutes, was on the table in front of them.
Vegeta had the remote and was flipping channels. Pan was eating up the pizza. "Hey, who said you could have some of my pizza?!" "But I'm hungry!" she whined. "So?!?"
Pan gave a pouty look. Vegeta sighed deeply. 'I'm so d*mn weak,' he thought. He turned to the weakest link. "How many moons does Jupiter have?" Anne asked. "16! 16!!" Pan yelled.
"How do you know there's 16 moons that circle Jupiter, exactly?" Vegeta asked. "Well, if you must know Uncle Vegeta, me and my daddy were studying planets just the other day," she said matter-of-factly.
A buzzard was heard. "Wrong! Now let's find out who the weakest link is," they did all their calculating. "Charles, with your score, it's obvious you're the weakest link. Goobbye," she said all snobby.
"B*tch," he muttered, changing the channel. After Pan was full, she had an idea. While Vegeta was flipping channels, she snuck away from him. She went out the door and ran off.
Vegeta got the urge to look down to see if she was still there but figured he would rather sleep than to see if she was still there. He was asleep before he knew it.
Uh oh! Where has little Pan-chan ran off to?!? What danger will she get herself into?!? Will Vegeta wake up in time to prevent anything serious?!? Found out mext time on Dragon Ball Z!
So anywayz, I just wanted to explain why it took so long to put this up. Well, let's just say there's been plenty of technical difficulties in Veggie-Trunks' house, mainly with the computers. It's a long story so I'll just make it blunt; I had to wait until my bro was off so I could make this chapter. I know it's short but plz review anywayz. Peace out!
Hi, next chapter here! In this chapter, Vegeta is baby-sitting Pan. As always, enjoy!
1 Baby-sitter Vegeta
Vegeta closed the door and looked at Pan. "Now listen up, brat, you're-" Vegeta was cut off. "Yay!" Pan ran to the couch and started jumping up and down. "Wheeeee!!!" "Brat! Get off that couch!"
Vegeta was walking up to her and she ran off and started running all around the room. "Get back here!" Vegeta chased after her. "You can't catch me, you can't catch me!" Pan taunted.
"Argh! Little b*tch, get back here!" They ran into the kitchen, knocking over things as they ran through. "You're cleaning all of this up when I catch you!" Vegeta yelled. "But you won't catch me!"
Pan was having a lot of fun. Vegeta, on the other hand, was in the mood to kill. 'I'm going to rip this brat apart!' They ran all upstairs and in rooms, in and out, in and out. Finally, Pan let her tail stick out a bit too far and Vegeta grab it and picked her up.
She was dangling upside down. She yelped in pain. "Owwww! Let go Uncle Vegeta! That hurt," she pouted. "You know you're about to die, don't you?" he growled. "I'm sowwy," she gave a cute baby face.
"Oh no! That's not working this time!" Vegeta stood his ground. "But Uncle Vegeta, I love you," "Don't try that bullsh*t with me, brat! You're about to feel some real pain!" Vegeta was ready to get in that gravity room and tear her up!
"But (sniff), I didn't mean to make you mad," she was sucking up like there was no tomorrow…probably wouldn't have been, being in the situation she was in. "You're going to tell me you didn't MEAN to run all over the house and break everything?"
Pan nodded. "I don't like liars," "Put me down. Please?" she gave him those eyes and finished, "Prince Vegeta, sir?" that was it. Vegeta had lost the whole battle by those two words: Prince Vegeta.
"Hmpf!…Fine, but you try it again and I'm not showing any mercy, got it?!?" "Yes, sir," "Good," Vegeta dropped her, Pan landing flat on her back. "Ouch! You old ug-" Pan saw that mean glare and changed her mind on what she wanted to say.
"I mean, thank you Prince Vegeta sir," she smiled. "Hmpf. Suck up," He went back in the kitchen to find him something to eat. Pan, as usual, followed after him. As he was looking around in the fridge, he couldn't help but ask Pan something.
"So, brat, what have you been doing this past week?" he pulled out 5 leftover pizzas from the fridge. "I've been with Grandpa," Vegeta felt some jealousy coming on. "Really? Doing what?"
"Oh, we went to movies and ate out and went to the zoo and the park and-" "Ok ok, I get the picture," he muttered. "It was really fun!" Vegeta rolled his eyes. 'Who cares what she did with Kakkarot!'
Vegeta was about to heat the pizzas with a ki blast but Pan stopped him. "oo, oo let me try!" Vegeta looked at her doubtfully. He really didn't care if she did, but he didn't want the pizzas getting fried at the same time.
"…ok," he stepped aside. She climbed on the table and got her blast ready. She pointed it at the pizza boxes and let it go. Vegeta looked at them and gave a satisfied look. "Hmmm…you did ok,"
"I did?!" Pan loved it when he recognized it when she did something right. "Anyway, let's go in the living room. I'm laying down, you, on the other hand, is going to stay out of trouble. Got that?" he didn't look like he was playing.
"ok…." Pan didn't look like she was going to keep her word but Vegeta decided not to get on her about it until she did something; he felt like killing somebody anyway so he might as well have a good reason.
When they were in the living room, Vegeta laid down. Pan sat on the floor by the couch. The pizza, which wouldn't survive for more than 5 minutes, was on the table in front of them.
Vegeta had the remote and was flipping channels. Pan was eating up the pizza. "Hey, who said you could have some of my pizza?!" "But I'm hungry!" she whined. "So?!?"
Pan gave a pouty look. Vegeta sighed deeply. 'I'm so d*mn weak,' he thought. He turned to the weakest link. "How many moons does Jupiter have?" Anne asked. "16! 16!!" Pan yelled.
"How do you know there's 16 moons that circle Jupiter, exactly?" Vegeta asked. "Well, if you must know Uncle Vegeta, me and my daddy were studying planets just the other day," she said matter-of-factly.
A buzzard was heard. "Wrong! Now let's find out who the weakest link is," they did all their calculating. "Charles, with your score, it's obvious you're the weakest link. Goobbye," she said all snobby.
"B*tch," he muttered, changing the channel. After Pan was full, she had an idea. While Vegeta was flipping channels, she snuck away from him. She went out the door and ran off.
Vegeta got the urge to look down to see if she was still there but figured he would rather sleep than to see if she was still there. He was asleep before he knew it.
Uh oh! Where has little Pan-chan ran off to?!? What danger will she get herself into?!? Will Vegeta wake up in time to prevent anything serious?!? Found out mext time on Dragon Ball Z!
So anywayz, I just wanted to explain why it took so long to put this up. Well, let's just say there's been plenty of technical difficulties in Veggie-Trunks' house, mainly with the computers. It's a long story so I'll just make it blunt; I had to wait until my bro was off so I could make this chapter. I know it's short but plz review anywayz. Peace out!
