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Wuz ^ folks? Got a new chapter here for ya! I have the order of update in my bio just in case you'd like to know. Also, I've been thinking of starting a fan fiction contest but it won't be any time soon because I need to learn JavaScript and stuff first so...
Just read and see what the chapter is about, please, because I really don't know how to put it. As always, enjoy!
Big Storm
"I wonder if he's killed him yet..." Pan sat on the rock, waiting patiently for her Uncle Vegeta to come get her. "I'm gonna be in big trouble. Maybe if I run away now and-... no, I'll get in even more trouble!"
She threw a small rock and put a hole in the tree in front of her. "A 3 year old shouldn't have to go through this! I mean, I'm so cute and adorable, why can't I get away with anything!...Well, actually I get away with everything," she shrugged.
*******
"Bulma, I just feel like someone's missing," Chi Chi said. "Well, it looks like everyone is here, Chi," she looked around. "Let's just check to make sure. Just call off names," Videl suggested. "Yeah, Bulma," Goku agreed.
"Okay, then; let me see: There's Marron, Roshi, Piccolo, Bra, Trunks, Goten, Videl, Gohan, Goku, me, Pan, Sevente- PAN!!!!!!!!" Bulma let out a screech. "PAN IS MISSING!!! NOT AGAIN!!!!" Chi Chi hollered.
"Oh no! And there's a huge storm outside!" Goku panicked. "...Ugh!" Videl fainted again; she must have picked up the habit from Chi Chi. "Videl!" Gohan grabbed a cup of water he was drinking and splashed it on her face.
"Huh?! What?!" she shot up. "I swear that girl needs a leash!!" 18 crossed her arms. "Mommy, we got to find Pan or she'll get hurt!" Bra pulled on Bulma's dress, worried.
"W-we're thinking, sweetheart," Bulma bit her lip. "I don't care. It's a lot quieter when she's not around," Trunks snorted. "Yeah, you tell `em Trunksie!" Marron said. Trunks scooted away from her. "Hey! I like Pan; she's nice to me...most of the time," Goten said.
"Well, Vegeta's out there. Maybe he found her. You remember when we felt Frieza; he was kind of like he was leaving the parade. Maybe he got Pan and when Vegeta sensed him, he found him and found Pan too," Krillin said.
"Well, there's a good thing and bad thing about that," Goku cringed. "What?" Bulma asked. "Well, the good thing is she'll be safe from Frieza; the bad thing is that she'll be alone with Vegeta."
"What's wrong with that?" "Bulma...don't you remember all the times she's ran away, and most of the time she's gotten herself in deep water. And every time, Vegeta's the one who has to go get her out of it...and you remember his reactions after he found her?"
"Oh, yeah. Last year when she got kidnapped, he tried to put her in the hospital; just imagine what he'll do now!" "I HOPE HE BEATS HER DOWN!!! SHE KNOWS BETTER THAN TO RUN AWAY LIKE THIS; I'M TIRED OF IT!!! SHE HAD BETTER HOPE HE GETS TO HER BEFORE ME!!!" Videl fumed.
Gohan could have sworn for a second smoke started coming out her ears. "Calm down, Videl. She's only a kid," Gohan said. "She's a SAIYAN kid!!! She knows right from wrong, even at her age!!! I'm gonna kill her!!!"
"Videl, violence doesn't solve anything," Goku tsked. "Oh, yes it does!!! Goku, I have been patient with her for three years now but I've had it! I never had a lot of patience to begin with and she's ran it all out!"
"Look, Videl. Let's wait until we find her first, THEN will see what we're going to do with her!" Chi Chi said. "Fine, but I get the first hit!"
*******
The two warriors were catching their breath (For some reason, that did not sound right to me). "I see you are getting weak, Vegeta," Frieza informed. "That's where you are mistaken, Freak- excuse me, Frieza,"
"You must find your little wise cracks very funny, Vegeta." "Indeed," Vegeta stood up straight. "Now, I have a little surprise for my favorite tyrant, though...I don't think you'll like it," Vegeta smirked as his muscles bulged.
"What-What are you doing?" Frieza stuttered. "It's a new trick I learned. It's called," Vegeta's hair turned a darker golden color as lightning struck around him, "Super Saiyan 2."
Frieza's eyes widened. "What?! Th-that's impossible!!!" "I just did it, didn't I? Now, it's been nice chatting but I have more important things to do so goodbye," Before Frieza could say another word, Vegeta charged at him and cut his head off with his hand.
Frieza fell to the ground in two pieces. Vegeta, then, disintegrated his body, leaving the head. "You...you b-beat me..." Frieza said weakly. "No? Really?" Vegeta smirked.
"Have a nice time back in hell, Frieza." "I'l...I'll see you there, monkey," Frieza gave a weak laugh. Vegeta frowned and kicked Frieza's head far away. "Dumb lizard," he muttered.
Vegeta headed back to go find Pan.
*************
"What's taking so long?" Pan asked herself. Then, she heard someone pushing through the bushes. Vegeta appeared. Pan felt her heart jump a mile. `I'm in serious trouble,' she thought as she gulped.
Vegeta walked up, stood right in front of her, looked down at her straight in the eyes and frowned. Pan looked nervously at him, waiting for him to say something. He didn't say a word.
"Um...you're looking nice; hair's looking spikier than usual," Vegeta's facial expression didn't change. `He's probably trying to figure out which killing method is better!'
"Pan," Vegeta said with a too calm voice. "Y-yes, Prince Vegeta, sir?" She figured she might as well try to get off his hit list. "I am going to ask you a few questions. Do you mind?"
Pan shook her head. "Ok. Question number 1: What made you want to leave the parade?" "I-I saw Frieza's sp-space ship fly b-by," she stuttered. She was terrified; he was acting WAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYY too calm!
"Where was everyone else when you saw his ship?" "Um...they were standing there, getting ready to go in." "Now, you had two options at that point, right?" Vegeta narrowed his eyes.
She nodded and looked the other way. "Do not break eye contact with me," she immediately turned back to look at him. "Now, what were those two options?" "Well...I could have told someone that there was a strange ship flying through our atmosphere."
"Or?" "...I could have ran off to go see who was in the ship without telling anyone that I was leaving or where I was going and risk getting killed." She said quickly. "And which option did you pick, Pan Son, daughter of the honest, cautious, and noble Son Gohan, as he is called?"
"...the 2^nd one..." she said low. "Can I ask you one more question?" She nodded slowly. "WHY?! ARE YOU CRAZY?!?" he yelled. Pan jumped back. "Uncle Vegeta, that's two questions."
"DO NOT CORRECT ME, CHILD!!! AND STOP CALLING ME UNCLE!!!" "Sorry Un- I mean Prince Vegeta sir," she squeaked. "HOW MANY TIMES DO YOU HAVE TO RUN INTO A WALL BEFORE YOU REALIZE YOU'RE HURTING YOURSELF?!?"
"I've never ran into a wall," she said, wondering what he was talking about. "IT'S A METAPHOR YOU PSYCHOTIC BRAT!!! MAINLY, I AM ASKING HOW MANY TIMES DO YOU HAVE TO ALMOST GET KILLED BEFORE YOU REALIZE YOUR ENDANGERING YOUR LIFE!!"
"I lov-" "DON'T YOU EVEN SAY IT, YOU DEAD BRAINED MINI-KAKKAROT!! DO YOU HAVE SOME SORT OF DEATH WISH?!" Pan lowered her head.
Vegeta rubbed his forehead as he tried to calm down. He had been a little too harsh...even if it was true. "I'm sorry," she sniffed. "If you were sorry, you wouldn't do it again," he said.
"Frankly, I am tired of not being able to turn my back on you, cause if I do, you will run off and get yourself in trouble. I don't care if you are 3! You're a saiyan and saiyans aren't stupid," Vegeta then thought about Goku, "well...most."
"I don't mean to get in trouble," she looked up at him. "Brat, when you chase after a spaceship you don't know anything about or has never seen, leave the house and walk up and down the streets alone at night, go up to the highest floor in a building and climb out the window, or anything like that, that you have done, you mean to get in trouble."
It was true. She had gotten places that he didn't think was possible for her to get to. "I'm sorry," "Sorry doesn't cut it, I'm afraid. Now let's go before you bleed to death or get into any more trouble."
He picked her up and put her on his back. That's when Pan noticed his hair wasn't black. "Uncle Vegeta! Your hair's on fire!" Vegeta rolled his eyes and held back a laugh. "It's not on fire, brat. I'm still in super saiyan mode because I sensed a storm coming this way and I you need time to take a bath before it hits where we are so I want to hurry up. Now stop yelling in my ear."
It was silent the rest of the way back to Capsule Corps. When they got there, Vegeta went straight to the bathroom in the hall upstairs. He took her off his back and sat her on her feet.
She had regained enough strength to be able to stand up. Vegeta turned on the water and started filling up the tub. He poured the bubble bath that was near in there. He, then, got a whole bottle of alcohol out of the cabinet and poured the whole thing in the tub.
Pan's eyes bulged. "Why are you doing that?!" "Because you need to clean those wounds theraly." "What ever happened to peroxide?!" she argued. "Paradox or whatever does not work for saiyans, so stop arguing with me and get in the tub!"
He turned the water off. "I'm not getting in there!" she crossed her arms. Vegeta was mad about the fact that she dared talk back to him but was proud on the other hand that she was acting like a true saiyan would.
He got a towel and rag out the closet and threw it on her head. "You had better be in there by the time I get back or Frieza won't be the only one that kicked your ass today!" he walked out and slammed the door.
******
"The storm isn't letting up any, and I can't feel Vegeta any more," Goku looked worried. "Come on, Goku; Vegeta can take care of himself. You know how he is!" Krillin said.
"It's not him we're worried about, it's Pan!" Chi Chi bit her lip. "Look, if Vegeta's got her than I'm sure she's fine; unless, of course, he plans on killing her which I wouldn't be surprised," 17 said.
"17," 18 warned. "Look guys, it's either like this; Vegeta found Frieza, killed him and has Pan now or Vegeta lost to Frieza, and him and Pan died a gruesome death at his hands."
"Ugh!" Videl AND Chi Chi fainted this time. "SEVENTEEN!!!" 18 and Krillin yelled. "Was it something I said?" "Daddy's dead??!" Bra looked horrified. "Dad got killed mom?!!" Trunks joined in.
"N-no. Now, I'm sure your father didn't get killed. Don't listen to him!" Bulma turned and glared at 17. "What? It's the truth," he shrugged. "WAHHHHH!!!! I WANT DADDY AND PAN!!!" Bra cried.
"B-Bra, they're not dead!" Bulma tried to calm her down but Bra wasn't having it. "YES THEY ARE!! WAAAHHHHHHH!!!!" Bulma picked Bra up. "Bra, sweetheart, they aren't dead. Your daddy is very strong, a lot stronger than Frieza. Don't cry."
"(sniff sniff) Really? So daddy didn't get killed?" "No. Isn't that right, 17?" she narrowed her eyes at him. "Whatever you say," he didn't believe it but he didn't want his ears being yelled off either.
***************
Vegeta walked back in the bathroom with some of Pan's clothes and sat them on the sink. She was in the tub, much to her dismay. Vegeta got the very short stool from the corner and put it by the tub and sat down.
"Uncle Vegeta, do you still hate me?" Vegeta was taken back by the question. He didn't hate her, she just got on his nerves! He grabbed the rag from in the water wiped the wound on her cheek. She winced.
"I never said I hated you, you just have a habit of making me mad at you." "So you like me, then?" "I never said that either," "So you don't like me?" Vegeta sighed in frustration.
"You ask too many questions, brat." "So you don't like me, I guess?" she looked sad. `Why is she harassing me?' he asked himself. "You're okay," Pan lit up. "Really?" "Yeah..."
He washed the rest of her face. "So, you wouldn't mind lying for me?" Vegeta gave her that look. "Never mind,"
She got through taking a bath and putting on her clothes. He had put on her bandages after she got out. .Just as she got out, the storm hit their part of town. "Let's go downstairs," Vegeta said. "Okay!" she jumped in his lap while he was still sitting down.
Vegeta rolled his eyes and got up, not really having a choice of whether he wanted to carry her or not. They went downstairs and into the living room and on the couch.
Vegeta, not really caring about some dumb storm, flipped the channels on the TV. "Uncle Vegeta, shouldn't we turn that off; we might get electrocuted or something," Pan didn't want to admit it but she was scared of storms.
"No storm is going to stop me from watching TV." As if on cue, the power went off. "...I stand corrected," Vegeta put the remote down. "AHHH!!" Pan had a death grip around Vegeta's neck.
"What is wrong with you?!" "The lights went off an-and it's dark an-and-" A loud thunder clap was heard, "and there's lots of loud thunder!" Vegeta couldn't believe his eyes.
The brat was actually scared of storms. "Brat, it's nothing but a light show with sound effects." "Light shows can't kill you; storms can!" she hid herself under the blanket that was on the couch.
Vegeta pulled the cover from on top of her head. "Quit being a human and toughen up!" Pan crawled in his lap and buried her head in his chest. "But it's loud and scary."
He had to admit; she sounded frightened. "Look, I'm tired, so I'm going to sleep. You can cower under that blanket all you want but I'm getting me some rest," he laid down, resting his head comfortably on the pillow.
Pan hadn't budged; she was still on him. "I'm scared," "Go to sleep, Pan," he ordered. Pan hitting his chest like she was fluffing up a pillow, then laid back down. "You know, you make a nice pillow, Uncle Vegeta."
"What did I just tell you?" "I'm sleep, I'm sleep."
2 hours later...
The front door of Capsule Corps. busted open. "Vegeta?! Where are you?!" Bulma ran into the living room, where he usually was when he wasn't training, everyone following her.
She saw him and Pan on the couch sleep. "Awwwwww!!!!" you heard from the women...except 18. Vegeta's eyes shot open and glared right their way. "Can't anybody get some peace and quiet when you idiots are around?!"
Pan woke up from his yelling. "Pan, look at you!" Videl rushed over, picked up her baby, and gave her a squeeze. "Ouch," she said. "Oh, I'm sorry Panny! What did that mean monster do to you?!"
"My poor granddaughter!" Chi Chi kissed her. Videl's attitude took a U-turn suddenly. "Pan, you know better than to run off! Look at you now! You could have gotten killed!"
"I'm sorry mommy," she sniffed. "Oh...I know, sweetheart but you scare me to death when you do that. Come on, let's go home." Videl said. "Yeah, I think the rest of us will go home too," Goku said.
"Daddy!" Bra jumped up on the couch with him and gave him a hug. Vegeta smiled...inside. "I thought you were dead, daddy. He said you got killed," she pointed to 17. Vegeta glared a vicious glare. "Hey, I said he might be dead!" he corrected.
"So, I guess you killed Frieza," Krillin guessed. "Yes, and you might be next," he threatened. "Thanks for saving her Vegeta; you're a good friend!" Goku said. "I am no `friend' of yours or anybody else in this room, but especially you!"
"Bye Pan, see you later!" Bra waved. "Bye, Bra. Bye, Uncle Vegeta," "Yeah, bye Uncle Vegeta," Everybody said and laughed. Vegeta growled. He started muttering about dumb humans and rusty robots and ugly Nameks; you know, the usual.
Welp, that's that! One more chapter to go, then we get to the real saga! Peace out!
Veggie-Trunks
Wuz ^ folks? Got a new chapter here for ya! I have the order of update in my bio just in case you'd like to know. Also, I've been thinking of starting a fan fiction contest but it won't be any time soon because I need to learn JavaScript and stuff first so...
Just read and see what the chapter is about, please, because I really don't know how to put it. As always, enjoy!
Big Storm
"I wonder if he's killed him yet..." Pan sat on the rock, waiting patiently for her Uncle Vegeta to come get her. "I'm gonna be in big trouble. Maybe if I run away now and-... no, I'll get in even more trouble!"
She threw a small rock and put a hole in the tree in front of her. "A 3 year old shouldn't have to go through this! I mean, I'm so cute and adorable, why can't I get away with anything!...Well, actually I get away with everything," she shrugged.
*******
"Bulma, I just feel like someone's missing," Chi Chi said. "Well, it looks like everyone is here, Chi," she looked around. "Let's just check to make sure. Just call off names," Videl suggested. "Yeah, Bulma," Goku agreed.
"Okay, then; let me see: There's Marron, Roshi, Piccolo, Bra, Trunks, Goten, Videl, Gohan, Goku, me, Pan, Sevente- PAN!!!!!!!!" Bulma let out a screech. "PAN IS MISSING!!! NOT AGAIN!!!!" Chi Chi hollered.
"Oh no! And there's a huge storm outside!" Goku panicked. "...Ugh!" Videl fainted again; she must have picked up the habit from Chi Chi. "Videl!" Gohan grabbed a cup of water he was drinking and splashed it on her face.
"Huh?! What?!" she shot up. "I swear that girl needs a leash!!" 18 crossed her arms. "Mommy, we got to find Pan or she'll get hurt!" Bra pulled on Bulma's dress, worried.
"W-we're thinking, sweetheart," Bulma bit her lip. "I don't care. It's a lot quieter when she's not around," Trunks snorted. "Yeah, you tell `em Trunksie!" Marron said. Trunks scooted away from her. "Hey! I like Pan; she's nice to me...most of the time," Goten said.
"Well, Vegeta's out there. Maybe he found her. You remember when we felt Frieza; he was kind of like he was leaving the parade. Maybe he got Pan and when Vegeta sensed him, he found him and found Pan too," Krillin said.
"Well, there's a good thing and bad thing about that," Goku cringed. "What?" Bulma asked. "Well, the good thing is she'll be safe from Frieza; the bad thing is that she'll be alone with Vegeta."
"What's wrong with that?" "Bulma...don't you remember all the times she's ran away, and most of the time she's gotten herself in deep water. And every time, Vegeta's the one who has to go get her out of it...and you remember his reactions after he found her?"
"Oh, yeah. Last year when she got kidnapped, he tried to put her in the hospital; just imagine what he'll do now!" "I HOPE HE BEATS HER DOWN!!! SHE KNOWS BETTER THAN TO RUN AWAY LIKE THIS; I'M TIRED OF IT!!! SHE HAD BETTER HOPE HE GETS TO HER BEFORE ME!!!" Videl fumed.
Gohan could have sworn for a second smoke started coming out her ears. "Calm down, Videl. She's only a kid," Gohan said. "She's a SAIYAN kid!!! She knows right from wrong, even at her age!!! I'm gonna kill her!!!"
"Videl, violence doesn't solve anything," Goku tsked. "Oh, yes it does!!! Goku, I have been patient with her for three years now but I've had it! I never had a lot of patience to begin with and she's ran it all out!"
"Look, Videl. Let's wait until we find her first, THEN will see what we're going to do with her!" Chi Chi said. "Fine, but I get the first hit!"
*******
The two warriors were catching their breath (For some reason, that did not sound right to me). "I see you are getting weak, Vegeta," Frieza informed. "That's where you are mistaken, Freak- excuse me, Frieza,"
"You must find your little wise cracks very funny, Vegeta." "Indeed," Vegeta stood up straight. "Now, I have a little surprise for my favorite tyrant, though...I don't think you'll like it," Vegeta smirked as his muscles bulged.
"What-What are you doing?" Frieza stuttered. "It's a new trick I learned. It's called," Vegeta's hair turned a darker golden color as lightning struck around him, "Super Saiyan 2."
Frieza's eyes widened. "What?! Th-that's impossible!!!" "I just did it, didn't I? Now, it's been nice chatting but I have more important things to do so goodbye," Before Frieza could say another word, Vegeta charged at him and cut his head off with his hand.
Frieza fell to the ground in two pieces. Vegeta, then, disintegrated his body, leaving the head. "You...you b-beat me..." Frieza said weakly. "No? Really?" Vegeta smirked.
"Have a nice time back in hell, Frieza." "I'l...I'll see you there, monkey," Frieza gave a weak laugh. Vegeta frowned and kicked Frieza's head far away. "Dumb lizard," he muttered.
Vegeta headed back to go find Pan.
*************
"What's taking so long?" Pan asked herself. Then, she heard someone pushing through the bushes. Vegeta appeared. Pan felt her heart jump a mile. `I'm in serious trouble,' she thought as she gulped.
Vegeta walked up, stood right in front of her, looked down at her straight in the eyes and frowned. Pan looked nervously at him, waiting for him to say something. He didn't say a word.
"Um...you're looking nice; hair's looking spikier than usual," Vegeta's facial expression didn't change. `He's probably trying to figure out which killing method is better!'
"Pan," Vegeta said with a too calm voice. "Y-yes, Prince Vegeta, sir?" She figured she might as well try to get off his hit list. "I am going to ask you a few questions. Do you mind?"
Pan shook her head. "Ok. Question number 1: What made you want to leave the parade?" "I-I saw Frieza's sp-space ship fly b-by," she stuttered. She was terrified; he was acting WAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYY too calm!
"Where was everyone else when you saw his ship?" "Um...they were standing there, getting ready to go in." "Now, you had two options at that point, right?" Vegeta narrowed his eyes.
She nodded and looked the other way. "Do not break eye contact with me," she immediately turned back to look at him. "Now, what were those two options?" "Well...I could have told someone that there was a strange ship flying through our atmosphere."
"Or?" "...I could have ran off to go see who was in the ship without telling anyone that I was leaving or where I was going and risk getting killed." She said quickly. "And which option did you pick, Pan Son, daughter of the honest, cautious, and noble Son Gohan, as he is called?"
"...the 2^nd one..." she said low. "Can I ask you one more question?" She nodded slowly. "WHY?! ARE YOU CRAZY?!?" he yelled. Pan jumped back. "Uncle Vegeta, that's two questions."
"DO NOT CORRECT ME, CHILD!!! AND STOP CALLING ME UNCLE!!!" "Sorry Un- I mean Prince Vegeta sir," she squeaked. "HOW MANY TIMES DO YOU HAVE TO RUN INTO A WALL BEFORE YOU REALIZE YOU'RE HURTING YOURSELF?!?"
"I've never ran into a wall," she said, wondering what he was talking about. "IT'S A METAPHOR YOU PSYCHOTIC BRAT!!! MAINLY, I AM ASKING HOW MANY TIMES DO YOU HAVE TO ALMOST GET KILLED BEFORE YOU REALIZE YOUR ENDANGERING YOUR LIFE!!"
"I lov-" "DON'T YOU EVEN SAY IT, YOU DEAD BRAINED MINI-KAKKAROT!! DO YOU HAVE SOME SORT OF DEATH WISH?!" Pan lowered her head.
Vegeta rubbed his forehead as he tried to calm down. He had been a little too harsh...even if it was true. "I'm sorry," she sniffed. "If you were sorry, you wouldn't do it again," he said.
"Frankly, I am tired of not being able to turn my back on you, cause if I do, you will run off and get yourself in trouble. I don't care if you are 3! You're a saiyan and saiyans aren't stupid," Vegeta then thought about Goku, "well...most."
"I don't mean to get in trouble," she looked up at him. "Brat, when you chase after a spaceship you don't know anything about or has never seen, leave the house and walk up and down the streets alone at night, go up to the highest floor in a building and climb out the window, or anything like that, that you have done, you mean to get in trouble."
It was true. She had gotten places that he didn't think was possible for her to get to. "I'm sorry," "Sorry doesn't cut it, I'm afraid. Now let's go before you bleed to death or get into any more trouble."
He picked her up and put her on his back. That's when Pan noticed his hair wasn't black. "Uncle Vegeta! Your hair's on fire!" Vegeta rolled his eyes and held back a laugh. "It's not on fire, brat. I'm still in super saiyan mode because I sensed a storm coming this way and I you need time to take a bath before it hits where we are so I want to hurry up. Now stop yelling in my ear."
It was silent the rest of the way back to Capsule Corps. When they got there, Vegeta went straight to the bathroom in the hall upstairs. He took her off his back and sat her on her feet.
She had regained enough strength to be able to stand up. Vegeta turned on the water and started filling up the tub. He poured the bubble bath that was near in there. He, then, got a whole bottle of alcohol out of the cabinet and poured the whole thing in the tub.
Pan's eyes bulged. "Why are you doing that?!" "Because you need to clean those wounds theraly." "What ever happened to peroxide?!" she argued. "Paradox or whatever does not work for saiyans, so stop arguing with me and get in the tub!"
He turned the water off. "I'm not getting in there!" she crossed her arms. Vegeta was mad about the fact that she dared talk back to him but was proud on the other hand that she was acting like a true saiyan would.
He got a towel and rag out the closet and threw it on her head. "You had better be in there by the time I get back or Frieza won't be the only one that kicked your ass today!" he walked out and slammed the door.
******
"The storm isn't letting up any, and I can't feel Vegeta any more," Goku looked worried. "Come on, Goku; Vegeta can take care of himself. You know how he is!" Krillin said.
"It's not him we're worried about, it's Pan!" Chi Chi bit her lip. "Look, if Vegeta's got her than I'm sure she's fine; unless, of course, he plans on killing her which I wouldn't be surprised," 17 said.
"17," 18 warned. "Look guys, it's either like this; Vegeta found Frieza, killed him and has Pan now or Vegeta lost to Frieza, and him and Pan died a gruesome death at his hands."
"Ugh!" Videl AND Chi Chi fainted this time. "SEVENTEEN!!!" 18 and Krillin yelled. "Was it something I said?" "Daddy's dead??!" Bra looked horrified. "Dad got killed mom?!!" Trunks joined in.
"N-no. Now, I'm sure your father didn't get killed. Don't listen to him!" Bulma turned and glared at 17. "What? It's the truth," he shrugged. "WAHHHHH!!!! I WANT DADDY AND PAN!!!" Bra cried.
"B-Bra, they're not dead!" Bulma tried to calm her down but Bra wasn't having it. "YES THEY ARE!! WAAAHHHHHHH!!!!" Bulma picked Bra up. "Bra, sweetheart, they aren't dead. Your daddy is very strong, a lot stronger than Frieza. Don't cry."
"(sniff sniff) Really? So daddy didn't get killed?" "No. Isn't that right, 17?" she narrowed her eyes at him. "Whatever you say," he didn't believe it but he didn't want his ears being yelled off either.
***************
Vegeta walked back in the bathroom with some of Pan's clothes and sat them on the sink. She was in the tub, much to her dismay. Vegeta got the very short stool from the corner and put it by the tub and sat down.
"Uncle Vegeta, do you still hate me?" Vegeta was taken back by the question. He didn't hate her, she just got on his nerves! He grabbed the rag from in the water wiped the wound on her cheek. She winced.
"I never said I hated you, you just have a habit of making me mad at you." "So you like me, then?" "I never said that either," "So you don't like me?" Vegeta sighed in frustration.
"You ask too many questions, brat." "So you don't like me, I guess?" she looked sad. `Why is she harassing me?' he asked himself. "You're okay," Pan lit up. "Really?" "Yeah..."
He washed the rest of her face. "So, you wouldn't mind lying for me?" Vegeta gave her that look. "Never mind,"
She got through taking a bath and putting on her clothes. He had put on her bandages after she got out. .Just as she got out, the storm hit their part of town. "Let's go downstairs," Vegeta said. "Okay!" she jumped in his lap while he was still sitting down.
Vegeta rolled his eyes and got up, not really having a choice of whether he wanted to carry her or not. They went downstairs and into the living room and on the couch.
Vegeta, not really caring about some dumb storm, flipped the channels on the TV. "Uncle Vegeta, shouldn't we turn that off; we might get electrocuted or something," Pan didn't want to admit it but she was scared of storms.
"No storm is going to stop me from watching TV." As if on cue, the power went off. "...I stand corrected," Vegeta put the remote down. "AHHH!!" Pan had a death grip around Vegeta's neck.
"What is wrong with you?!" "The lights went off an-and it's dark an-and-" A loud thunder clap was heard, "and there's lots of loud thunder!" Vegeta couldn't believe his eyes.
The brat was actually scared of storms. "Brat, it's nothing but a light show with sound effects." "Light shows can't kill you; storms can!" she hid herself under the blanket that was on the couch.
Vegeta pulled the cover from on top of her head. "Quit being a human and toughen up!" Pan crawled in his lap and buried her head in his chest. "But it's loud and scary."
He had to admit; she sounded frightened. "Look, I'm tired, so I'm going to sleep. You can cower under that blanket all you want but I'm getting me some rest," he laid down, resting his head comfortably on the pillow.
Pan hadn't budged; she was still on him. "I'm scared," "Go to sleep, Pan," he ordered. Pan hitting his chest like she was fluffing up a pillow, then laid back down. "You know, you make a nice pillow, Uncle Vegeta."
"What did I just tell you?" "I'm sleep, I'm sleep."
2 hours later...
The front door of Capsule Corps. busted open. "Vegeta?! Where are you?!" Bulma ran into the living room, where he usually was when he wasn't training, everyone following her.
She saw him and Pan on the couch sleep. "Awwwwww!!!!" you heard from the women...except 18. Vegeta's eyes shot open and glared right their way. "Can't anybody get some peace and quiet when you idiots are around?!"
Pan woke up from his yelling. "Pan, look at you!" Videl rushed over, picked up her baby, and gave her a squeeze. "Ouch," she said. "Oh, I'm sorry Panny! What did that mean monster do to you?!"
"My poor granddaughter!" Chi Chi kissed her. Videl's attitude took a U-turn suddenly. "Pan, you know better than to run off! Look at you now! You could have gotten killed!"
"I'm sorry mommy," she sniffed. "Oh...I know, sweetheart but you scare me to death when you do that. Come on, let's go home." Videl said. "Yeah, I think the rest of us will go home too," Goku said.
"Daddy!" Bra jumped up on the couch with him and gave him a hug. Vegeta smiled...inside. "I thought you were dead, daddy. He said you got killed," she pointed to 17. Vegeta glared a vicious glare. "Hey, I said he might be dead!" he corrected.
"So, I guess you killed Frieza," Krillin guessed. "Yes, and you might be next," he threatened. "Thanks for saving her Vegeta; you're a good friend!" Goku said. "I am no `friend' of yours or anybody else in this room, but especially you!"
"Bye Pan, see you later!" Bra waved. "Bye, Bra. Bye, Uncle Vegeta," "Yeah, bye Uncle Vegeta," Everybody said and laughed. Vegeta growled. He started muttering about dumb humans and rusty robots and ugly Nameks; you know, the usual.
Welp, that's that! One more chapter to go, then we get to the real saga! Peace out!
Veggie-Trunks