STRANGE GIFTS
Chapter 8 It was YOU!?!
"Aw...don't you two look cute together!?" Bulma grinned broadly, dressed blindingly in a red mini dress with white fur and santa hat. The 'improvised' Mrs Claus.
"Er....thanks mom." Trunks looked around his mother. "Where's dad?"
Bulma laughed slyly. "Oh, he'll show up."
Pan led Trunks away, whispering in his ear. "Be afraid, be very afraid."
Tingling from her breath, he let out a laugh.
As they entered the main room, loud laughter could be heard, as well as the usual eating noises of Saiyans.
In one corner, Marron and Yamcha, both dressed ridculously as reindeer were holding each other up, faces flushed from alcohol and laughing like no tomorrow.
And, as expected, a figure was shoving away in the buffet table....dressed in a big white snowman.
18 loomed over her husband, enticingly clothed only in what looked like imatation holly leaves. Krillin cowered, soda in hand, and dressed to match his wife as a giant bell.
Ubuu and Bura were looking awfully close on the lounge. Bura as an ice queen and Ubuu as...something. It was colourful though.
Chaozu came as...himself. Tein, not far away was undoubtably a candy cane. Both were blushing red as Master Roshi flipped a magazine at them, him of course as Santa Claus.
Even Piccolo was there! Dressed comically as the 'jolly green giant.' And standing stonily as possible. Dende was beside him with a giant red bow around him, and blushing. Mr Popo was putting up more decorations, struggling around the bulk of his costume, which happened to be a star.
Puar and Oolong were running around the giant Christmas tree flaring brilliantly from the corner of the room, both little Christmas trees.
Chichi and Mr Satan were sitting together, the former as a glittering fairy believe it or not, and the latter as a giant present, and wrapped in the world champion belt.
Nowhere could they see Vegeta.
"Wow. Gee, I didn't know this was fancy dress or I would've done something." Pan looked inquiringly at Trunks. "So, what are you? Business man of the year???"
Trunks laughed. "Nope." He removed his jacket to reveal bright red braces attached to his pants, them proceded to take out a little green cap, popping that on his head, then pulling back his hair to reveal.....POINTY EARS!?!
Pan backed away a little.
"Guess what I am!?" He spread his arms, making him looked even funnier.
Her eyebrow querked. "An...........elf."
"Yep! Ingenious ain't it!?" He beamed in self congratulation.
"Er....yeah..." Pan smiled. "If you're an elf then call me white chocolate."
"Actually Pan, the dress is enough of a shock already." Bura snucck up behind them, face suspiciously flushed. Ubuu nodded in agreement.
"Ubuu man, just what are you?!" Trunks blinked at the wild colours on his costume.
His friend blinked. "Isn't it obvious? I'm a Christmas lights."
They all sweatdropped.
Bura laughed. "Well Ubuu, you're sure bright enough. "
Pan smiled, glad to be around friends, even better as the date of her Trunks elf. Did she just think HER Trunks elf!?
"Where's dad?"
Bura shrugged. "Dunno. But you can expect a horror show later. Papa was screaming horrendously before. Something along the sorts of 'there is no way I'm wearing that idiotic piece of garbage woman, etc etc." She grinned. "I'm praying for him."
"Ah..." They nodded in understanding.
A low rumble sounded between them. They all looked at the culprit.
"Heheh. What!? I'm hungry! A girl needs to eat y'know!" Pan, hand behind her head and tradition Son grin plastered, edged her way to join her uncle in the buffet table.
"She is a Son after all." Trunks commented. Bura stuck her face in front of his.
"So you brought Pan eh?"
He leaned back instinctinely. "Er...heheh yeah...She's...my date."
Bura wiggled her eyebrows suggestively. "And?"
"And what!? She's my date!" Half the room spun to look at them. Looking around in panic, Trunks lowered his voice. "Bra..."
"Gee Trunks, I didn't know you liked Pan." Ubuu scratched his head. Half the room face faulted. Trunks was so obvious the only ones that DIDN'T know was Pan herself and possibly Gohan.
Trunks laughed nervously.
"Welcome friends to MY CHRISTMAS PARTY!!! Is all gifts under the impressively lighted tree?" Bulma's voice rang out from the stage. Chimed 'yeses' answered.
"Great! Let the party begin! Muuuuuuuuusic pleaaaase!"
On cue, a light beat started from unknown sources in the room.
A loow mubling from the hostess's mouth amplified from the mic. "Vegeta....you better be out here in 5 minutes or I'll..."
Laughter spread at the couple's platonic relationship.
Trunks's hand slipped inside his pocket and briefly touched the small velvet box.
"Oi Trunks! You coming or not?!" Goten waved happily from the reknowned table.
Taking his hand away, Trunks nodded. "Coming, coming. Keep your snow on Goten."
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*She looks so beautiful. So perfect...so...utterly..*
"You know I can sense ki right?" Her voice interupted his important train of thought.
Pan smiled at him, her hands leaning on the balcony she stared at the cresent moon.
He gulped and stepped forward. *Say it! Get it out you coward! Don't chicken out again...* "Having a good time?"
Pan shrugged. *Did you ask me out, out of pity Trunks?* "Fine I guess."
He joined her on the railing, nervously figeting with his fingers.
"So I hear that sleazy stalker gave you a space ships...he must be rich..." He trailed off at the strange look on her face.
Pan narrowed her eyes. "How did you know I got a space ship? I haven't told anyone..."
"Bura told me!"
"...not even Bura."
He panicked, grasping for straws. "Gohan told me when I got there." He yelled quickly.
Her eyebrow raised. "Why would my dad tell you that? It isn't a topic of normal conversation at his daughter was trapped in her room, crushed by a spaceship for an hour...!" Trunks winced. "OH MY GAWD!!!" She screamed and promptly punched him in the face.
"IT WAS YOU!?! YOU ALL ALONG!?! OF ALL THE LOW CONIVING SCHEMES TO TORTURE ME!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WOULD DO SOMTHING LIKE THAT!!! I'M SOOOOOO GLAD I SENT ALL THOSE THINGS BACK....!!!!"
Trunks face painfully aware of her punch, sprang up from the sprawled position he was in in shock. "THAT WAS YOU!?!"
"Hmph!" Pan crossed her arms.
Trunks's jaw dropped. "You mean YOU'RE the one that sent the rabid reindeer, nearly caused my balls to be frozen off, caused me to go deaf, and those...those TEETH!?!"
She mumbled under her breath. "I ran out of ideas okay!"
A look of horror crossed his face.
"Hey! I'm not the one that wakes a girl at SIX in the morning to recieve idiotic things like frogs, grease and BRAS!!!"
They glared at each other, nose to nose.
Trunks finally relented. "What about the rings?"
A look of confusion spread over her features. "Huh? What about them?"
He sighed. "Nothing."
Pan looked away and bit her lip. "WAS it to torture me Trunks?"
"No. It was just...nevermind." He turned away, saddness etched on his face.
She floated in the air in front of him. "Hm."
"What?"
She looked closly at him, making him sweat nervously. "Can it be?"
He blinked. "Er...what?"
"Could it be that Trunks Vegeta Briefs, greatest bachelor of the world, bishounen extreme, womaniser..."
"Just what are you getting at?" He pouted indignantly.
"Can it be that...you...like me?" She looked at him smiling, letting that ridiculous little bit of hope out. Her eyes bore into his.
*She so damn close...* His cheeks pinkened. "I...I...I...I..." *Stop stuttering you fool!* He hadn't missed the hope in her voice. *Could it be...?*
Pan, as if suddenly realising their intimate proximity backed away a little. "Do you?" Her voice sounded awfully small. *Damn him for making me all girly and...*
Trunks suddenly gathered the courage to tilt her chin up to face him. "Um....yes?"
"You sound unsure..." She said uncertainly.
Almost as hopeless he blurted out the first thing on his mind. "Iloveyou." *WHAT!?!*
Pan blinked several times.
He did the carp imitation again.
The look og surprised pleasure stayed on her face. "You....you...you...Really?" *Omg..omg..omg...omg...omg...omg!!!*
He sighed. *No way out now.* Looking like he was about to be killed he repeated it. "I love you..."
Elsewhere...about twenty eyes held their breath.
*Make your mother proud son!*
*Yeah! I KNEW IT!! I KNEW IT!!! Oh...hohoho! Hey...wait a sec! WHY WASN'T I IN ON THIS!?! I KNOW my brother is too clueless to pull this off himself! WAAAAAAAAAA!!! Someone got them together...AND I WASN'T INVOLVED!!!*
*Mmmm...cake.*
*Hehehe...so the Bulma's son likes Panny girl huh? Hn...she's all grown up. Better take pictures.*
As these weird thoughts rang through their heads...
Pan gasped, blinking rapidly.
*Do'h!* He looked at her hopefully, abet, pathectically but ever hopeful.
Her face suddenly widened into the most beautiful smile he had ever seen. He needed sunglasses to shy away from its dazzling effect.
"Trunks." Waterly crying out his name, she took him totally by surprise, and hugged him.
A shadow scrept silently above them.
Trunks's grin broadened as he hugged her back.
"I love you too!"
His breath quickened as the grin just ran out of control.
*KISS HER YOU FOOL!!!* The thought went off everyone's minds at once.
Pan pulled back, and managed to get her hair stuck in something. "Wha? It's mistletoe..." She was cut off by Trunks's lips.
*Awwwwwwwww....* Another collective thought.
A solitary figure sitting on top of the roof smiled. *The Prince Of All Saiyans succeeds again.* He let the small bunch of mistletoe slid down the Cc dome. A scowl quickly covered his features. *I'll be damned if I let ANYONE see me in THIS!!! God damned woman...*
"Vegeta?"
The voice almost made the proud prince jump out of his skin.
Gohan blinked, desperately trying not to laugh. "Um...I never thought you would dress up as that."
A menacing glare stared him down. "If you tell ANYONE about this be prepared to be sent to the next dimension brat."
"Er...sure. I'll see you downstairs.* Gohan quickly floated down, leaving what looked from afar, a giant chicken, on the roof.
Vegeta crossed his arms. "Angel indeed."
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"Shouldn't we stop them?" Bura whispered to no one in particular.
"Hm?" Master Roshi was frantically flashing away with his zoom in camera.
Four women smashed him with mallets.
Pan pulled back dreamily for breath, all safe and warm in his embrace.
Trunks had that goofy grin on his face. "Do you want to know your last present?"
"Hm?" She smiled dreamily at him.
Abruptantly he let her go.
"Wha.. Trunks?" She said in confusion, only to find him kneeling in front of her. Her breath caught.
Gasps sounded from the curtains inside, or was that her imagination?
Trunks fiddled some moments with his pockets. Taking her hand he produced a small velvet box.
Pan blinked rapidly. "Trunks, I swear, if that's a ring, I'm going to cry.." She said, voice already watery.
He pulled back. "Okay."
"No!" She leapt after him, grabbing his arm desperately. "I won't cry.." They were both kneeling now.
Trunks smiled at her, gulping back all of his bachelor fears. "Panny girl...will you...will you do me the honor of....marrying me?"
She choked back a sob nodding furiously.
"You can cry now Panny.." He said softly.
And she did. She broke down in wails, clinging to him in happiness. "Yeeeeerrrssss!!!"
Equally loud wails came from the curtain as three women, Bura, Marron, Bulma and Chichi flopped on the floor, supporting eachother as they wailed things like 'grandchildren, necies and GREAT grandchildren!'
Trunks looked wide eyed at them but that was cut short as Pan plowed him to his stomach and kissed him thoroughly.
"Oh, they grow up so fast..." Master Roshi wiped a tear away.
Wiping the embarrasing tears from her eyes, Pan beamed at her new husband to be.
"I gotta thank my dad." Trunks said happily.
"VEGETA!?!" They all yelled in shock, followed by several jaw clankings.
A muttered curse exploded from above.
They all looked as a what looked like a giant chicken floated down, arms crossed in a familar style.
They all sweatdropped for a moment before collasping in laughter.
"AHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHAHA!!!"
"HOHOHOHOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!!"
"BWAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAhAAHAAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
"Oh my gawd, I can't breathe..."
While the vein in the 'angel's' head increased in size. "SHUT UP!!! OR I'LL BLOW YOU ALL TO BITS!!!"
Most suppressed their laughter to muffled giggles.
"Nice...(choke cry)...costume dad." Trunks managed, cradling the laughing Pan in his arms.
"Shut up elf brat! I'm not the one that's afraid of a pathectic reindeer." Vegeta bit out.
All eyes spun on Trunks.
Pan bity her lip. "You're...afraid of...SNOWBALL!?! Bwahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!"
He flushed. "It was trying to kill me!"
"Right...we believe you Trunks!" Bura and Marron chimed together, making everyone else erupt in hilarious laughter, and a certain lavendar haired guy flush harder.
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A few hours later...where eggnog ran free...
"What's that giggling?" Pan pulled Trunks behind her, already taking care of her new 'possesion.'
"Well, we could get to 'giggling' of our own..."
"Trunks! 5 minutes and you're hitting on me. Should I keep spys around you?"
"I'll be good..." He was interupted by another giggle. They both pressed their ears against the wall.
"Ah..."
"That's good Bura...relax."
"Mmm....that's feels good..."
Both of them pulled back, eyes wide.
"Hm...yeah. Goten, harder."
A dark look crossed Trunk's features.
Pan looked shocked.
"What shampoo are you using Bura? It smells nice."
Trunks and Pan nodded at each other. Goten.
"Pay attention Goten!"
Grunt. "Okey dokey."
"That's it..." Trunks hissed, moving for the door. Pan held him back, arms locked around his waist.
He half dragged, half trudged with her in tow towards the door.
"Damn, you are getting heavy."
Pan's hands went a little further down, looming over a sensitive...place.
He barged open the door angrily. "GET OFF MY...sister?"
Goten looked up, puzzled expression on face, hands resting on Bura's shoulders.
"Just what were you two...doing?" Pan asked.
Bura laughed. "You thought we were...hahahaha! Goten honey was giving me a massage!" *Plus, THAT comes later.*
Goten blushed. "Trunks, this is innocent man."
"Better be." He mumbled sulkily.
"Come on Elf Boy, let's leave the Ice couple alone. I want more eggnog." Pan leaned comfortably on his arm.
Trunks looked at Goten, then Pan. No contest.
Like a lapdog, he followed her downstairs.
"Wonder what they were doing upstairs in the first place...together, full of eggnog."
Goten looked at Bura. "You mean....I gotta tell Goh..."
She cut him off, straddling him on the bed and melting her lips against his.
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"GIFTS!!!" Bulma's voice thundered through the mic, but was then followed by cheers.
The sound of paper ripping and screaming as they dove for presents could be heard loud and clear.
Pan looked apprehensively at hers. "Should I be afraid?"
"Aw come on! I'm not THAT bad!" Trunks looked at his. "I should be asking you the same question."
"Oh haha." She ripped the paper from the box.
Trunks did the same to his. "Hey...cool dragon..."
Pan lifted the box lid. "What the hell!? Trunks!!! A STUFFED PENIS!?!"
He had a shell shocked expression on his face.
Elsewhere, a certain blue haired genius howled in laughter, a suspicious card-tag obviously for a present, signed "Trunks" gripped in her hand.
THE END
A/N: I'm FINISHED I'M FINISHED!!! I'm SOOOOO BORED!!! GIVE ME MORE CHALLENGES!!! ANYONE!!!
Didn't expect that ending did ya? Yep, I changed it. I thought the previous one gave bad impressions from poor Trunks. Now...be good people and REVIEW, or Snowball will pay a little visit to your house...um...later...when the weather's colder. Wouldn't want him to get sick now do we?
Chapter 8 It was YOU!?!
"Aw...don't you two look cute together!?" Bulma grinned broadly, dressed blindingly in a red mini dress with white fur and santa hat. The 'improvised' Mrs Claus.
"Er....thanks mom." Trunks looked around his mother. "Where's dad?"
Bulma laughed slyly. "Oh, he'll show up."
Pan led Trunks away, whispering in his ear. "Be afraid, be very afraid."
Tingling from her breath, he let out a laugh.
As they entered the main room, loud laughter could be heard, as well as the usual eating noises of Saiyans.
In one corner, Marron and Yamcha, both dressed ridculously as reindeer were holding each other up, faces flushed from alcohol and laughing like no tomorrow.
And, as expected, a figure was shoving away in the buffet table....dressed in a big white snowman.
18 loomed over her husband, enticingly clothed only in what looked like imatation holly leaves. Krillin cowered, soda in hand, and dressed to match his wife as a giant bell.
Ubuu and Bura were looking awfully close on the lounge. Bura as an ice queen and Ubuu as...something. It was colourful though.
Chaozu came as...himself. Tein, not far away was undoubtably a candy cane. Both were blushing red as Master Roshi flipped a magazine at them, him of course as Santa Claus.
Even Piccolo was there! Dressed comically as the 'jolly green giant.' And standing stonily as possible. Dende was beside him with a giant red bow around him, and blushing. Mr Popo was putting up more decorations, struggling around the bulk of his costume, which happened to be a star.
Puar and Oolong were running around the giant Christmas tree flaring brilliantly from the corner of the room, both little Christmas trees.
Chichi and Mr Satan were sitting together, the former as a glittering fairy believe it or not, and the latter as a giant present, and wrapped in the world champion belt.
Nowhere could they see Vegeta.
"Wow. Gee, I didn't know this was fancy dress or I would've done something." Pan looked inquiringly at Trunks. "So, what are you? Business man of the year???"
Trunks laughed. "Nope." He removed his jacket to reveal bright red braces attached to his pants, them proceded to take out a little green cap, popping that on his head, then pulling back his hair to reveal.....POINTY EARS!?!
Pan backed away a little.
"Guess what I am!?" He spread his arms, making him looked even funnier.
Her eyebrow querked. "An...........elf."
"Yep! Ingenious ain't it!?" He beamed in self congratulation.
"Er....yeah..." Pan smiled. "If you're an elf then call me white chocolate."
"Actually Pan, the dress is enough of a shock already." Bura snucck up behind them, face suspiciously flushed. Ubuu nodded in agreement.
"Ubuu man, just what are you?!" Trunks blinked at the wild colours on his costume.
His friend blinked. "Isn't it obvious? I'm a Christmas lights."
They all sweatdropped.
Bura laughed. "Well Ubuu, you're sure bright enough. "
Pan smiled, glad to be around friends, even better as the date of her Trunks elf. Did she just think HER Trunks elf!?
"Where's dad?"
Bura shrugged. "Dunno. But you can expect a horror show later. Papa was screaming horrendously before. Something along the sorts of 'there is no way I'm wearing that idiotic piece of garbage woman, etc etc." She grinned. "I'm praying for him."
"Ah..." They nodded in understanding.
A low rumble sounded between them. They all looked at the culprit.
"Heheh. What!? I'm hungry! A girl needs to eat y'know!" Pan, hand behind her head and tradition Son grin plastered, edged her way to join her uncle in the buffet table.
"She is a Son after all." Trunks commented. Bura stuck her face in front of his.
"So you brought Pan eh?"
He leaned back instinctinely. "Er...heheh yeah...She's...my date."
Bura wiggled her eyebrows suggestively. "And?"
"And what!? She's my date!" Half the room spun to look at them. Looking around in panic, Trunks lowered his voice. "Bra..."
"Gee Trunks, I didn't know you liked Pan." Ubuu scratched his head. Half the room face faulted. Trunks was so obvious the only ones that DIDN'T know was Pan herself and possibly Gohan.
Trunks laughed nervously.
"Welcome friends to MY CHRISTMAS PARTY!!! Is all gifts under the impressively lighted tree?" Bulma's voice rang out from the stage. Chimed 'yeses' answered.
"Great! Let the party begin! Muuuuuuuuusic pleaaaase!"
On cue, a light beat started from unknown sources in the room.
A loow mubling from the hostess's mouth amplified from the mic. "Vegeta....you better be out here in 5 minutes or I'll..."
Laughter spread at the couple's platonic relationship.
Trunks's hand slipped inside his pocket and briefly touched the small velvet box.
"Oi Trunks! You coming or not?!" Goten waved happily from the reknowned table.
Taking his hand away, Trunks nodded. "Coming, coming. Keep your snow on Goten."
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*She looks so beautiful. So perfect...so...utterly..*
"You know I can sense ki right?" Her voice interupted his important train of thought.
Pan smiled at him, her hands leaning on the balcony she stared at the cresent moon.
He gulped and stepped forward. *Say it! Get it out you coward! Don't chicken out again...* "Having a good time?"
Pan shrugged. *Did you ask me out, out of pity Trunks?* "Fine I guess."
He joined her on the railing, nervously figeting with his fingers.
"So I hear that sleazy stalker gave you a space ships...he must be rich..." He trailed off at the strange look on her face.
Pan narrowed her eyes. "How did you know I got a space ship? I haven't told anyone..."
"Bura told me!"
"...not even Bura."
He panicked, grasping for straws. "Gohan told me when I got there." He yelled quickly.
Her eyebrow raised. "Why would my dad tell you that? It isn't a topic of normal conversation at his daughter was trapped in her room, crushed by a spaceship for an hour...!" Trunks winced. "OH MY GAWD!!!" She screamed and promptly punched him in the face.
"IT WAS YOU!?! YOU ALL ALONG!?! OF ALL THE LOW CONIVING SCHEMES TO TORTURE ME!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WOULD DO SOMTHING LIKE THAT!!! I'M SOOOOOO GLAD I SENT ALL THOSE THINGS BACK....!!!!"
Trunks face painfully aware of her punch, sprang up from the sprawled position he was in in shock. "THAT WAS YOU!?!"
"Hmph!" Pan crossed her arms.
Trunks's jaw dropped. "You mean YOU'RE the one that sent the rabid reindeer, nearly caused my balls to be frozen off, caused me to go deaf, and those...those TEETH!?!"
She mumbled under her breath. "I ran out of ideas okay!"
A look of horror crossed his face.
"Hey! I'm not the one that wakes a girl at SIX in the morning to recieve idiotic things like frogs, grease and BRAS!!!"
They glared at each other, nose to nose.
Trunks finally relented. "What about the rings?"
A look of confusion spread over her features. "Huh? What about them?"
He sighed. "Nothing."
Pan looked away and bit her lip. "WAS it to torture me Trunks?"
"No. It was just...nevermind." He turned away, saddness etched on his face.
She floated in the air in front of him. "Hm."
"What?"
She looked closly at him, making him sweat nervously. "Can it be?"
He blinked. "Er...what?"
"Could it be that Trunks Vegeta Briefs, greatest bachelor of the world, bishounen extreme, womaniser..."
"Just what are you getting at?" He pouted indignantly.
"Can it be that...you...like me?" She looked at him smiling, letting that ridiculous little bit of hope out. Her eyes bore into his.
*She so damn close...* His cheeks pinkened. "I...I...I...I..." *Stop stuttering you fool!* He hadn't missed the hope in her voice. *Could it be...?*
Pan, as if suddenly realising their intimate proximity backed away a little. "Do you?" Her voice sounded awfully small. *Damn him for making me all girly and...*
Trunks suddenly gathered the courage to tilt her chin up to face him. "Um....yes?"
"You sound unsure..." She said uncertainly.
Almost as hopeless he blurted out the first thing on his mind. "Iloveyou." *WHAT!?!*
Pan blinked several times.
He did the carp imitation again.
The look og surprised pleasure stayed on her face. "You....you...you...Really?" *Omg..omg..omg...omg...omg...omg!!!*
He sighed. *No way out now.* Looking like he was about to be killed he repeated it. "I love you..."
Elsewhere...about twenty eyes held their breath.
*Make your mother proud son!*
*Yeah! I KNEW IT!! I KNEW IT!!! Oh...hohoho! Hey...wait a sec! WHY WASN'T I IN ON THIS!?! I KNOW my brother is too clueless to pull this off himself! WAAAAAAAAAA!!! Someone got them together...AND I WASN'T INVOLVED!!!*
*Mmmm...cake.*
*Hehehe...so the Bulma's son likes Panny girl huh? Hn...she's all grown up. Better take pictures.*
As these weird thoughts rang through their heads...
Pan gasped, blinking rapidly.
*Do'h!* He looked at her hopefully, abet, pathectically but ever hopeful.
Her face suddenly widened into the most beautiful smile he had ever seen. He needed sunglasses to shy away from its dazzling effect.
"Trunks." Waterly crying out his name, she took him totally by surprise, and hugged him.
A shadow scrept silently above them.
Trunks's grin broadened as he hugged her back.
"I love you too!"
His breath quickened as the grin just ran out of control.
*KISS HER YOU FOOL!!!* The thought went off everyone's minds at once.
Pan pulled back, and managed to get her hair stuck in something. "Wha? It's mistletoe..." She was cut off by Trunks's lips.
*Awwwwwwwww....* Another collective thought.
A solitary figure sitting on top of the roof smiled. *The Prince Of All Saiyans succeeds again.* He let the small bunch of mistletoe slid down the Cc dome. A scowl quickly covered his features. *I'll be damned if I let ANYONE see me in THIS!!! God damned woman...*
"Vegeta?"
The voice almost made the proud prince jump out of his skin.
Gohan blinked, desperately trying not to laugh. "Um...I never thought you would dress up as that."
A menacing glare stared him down. "If you tell ANYONE about this be prepared to be sent to the next dimension brat."
"Er...sure. I'll see you downstairs.* Gohan quickly floated down, leaving what looked from afar, a giant chicken, on the roof.
Vegeta crossed his arms. "Angel indeed."
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"Shouldn't we stop them?" Bura whispered to no one in particular.
"Hm?" Master Roshi was frantically flashing away with his zoom in camera.
Four women smashed him with mallets.
Pan pulled back dreamily for breath, all safe and warm in his embrace.
Trunks had that goofy grin on his face. "Do you want to know your last present?"
"Hm?" She smiled dreamily at him.
Abruptantly he let her go.
"Wha.. Trunks?" She said in confusion, only to find him kneeling in front of her. Her breath caught.
Gasps sounded from the curtains inside, or was that her imagination?
Trunks fiddled some moments with his pockets. Taking her hand he produced a small velvet box.
Pan blinked rapidly. "Trunks, I swear, if that's a ring, I'm going to cry.." She said, voice already watery.
He pulled back. "Okay."
"No!" She leapt after him, grabbing his arm desperately. "I won't cry.." They were both kneeling now.
Trunks smiled at her, gulping back all of his bachelor fears. "Panny girl...will you...will you do me the honor of....marrying me?"
She choked back a sob nodding furiously.
"You can cry now Panny.." He said softly.
And she did. She broke down in wails, clinging to him in happiness. "Yeeeeerrrssss!!!"
Equally loud wails came from the curtain as three women, Bura, Marron, Bulma and Chichi flopped on the floor, supporting eachother as they wailed things like 'grandchildren, necies and GREAT grandchildren!'
Trunks looked wide eyed at them but that was cut short as Pan plowed him to his stomach and kissed him thoroughly.
"Oh, they grow up so fast..." Master Roshi wiped a tear away.
Wiping the embarrasing tears from her eyes, Pan beamed at her new husband to be.
"I gotta thank my dad." Trunks said happily.
"VEGETA!?!" They all yelled in shock, followed by several jaw clankings.
A muttered curse exploded from above.
They all looked as a what looked like a giant chicken floated down, arms crossed in a familar style.
They all sweatdropped for a moment before collasping in laughter.
"AHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHAHA!!!"
"HOHOHOHOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!!"
"BWAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAhAAHAAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
"Oh my gawd, I can't breathe..."
While the vein in the 'angel's' head increased in size. "SHUT UP!!! OR I'LL BLOW YOU ALL TO BITS!!!"
Most suppressed their laughter to muffled giggles.
"Nice...(choke cry)...costume dad." Trunks managed, cradling the laughing Pan in his arms.
"Shut up elf brat! I'm not the one that's afraid of a pathectic reindeer." Vegeta bit out.
All eyes spun on Trunks.
Pan bity her lip. "You're...afraid of...SNOWBALL!?! Bwahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!"
He flushed. "It was trying to kill me!"
"Right...we believe you Trunks!" Bura and Marron chimed together, making everyone else erupt in hilarious laughter, and a certain lavendar haired guy flush harder.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
A few hours later...where eggnog ran free...
"What's that giggling?" Pan pulled Trunks behind her, already taking care of her new 'possesion.'
"Well, we could get to 'giggling' of our own..."
"Trunks! 5 minutes and you're hitting on me. Should I keep spys around you?"
"I'll be good..." He was interupted by another giggle. They both pressed their ears against the wall.
"Ah..."
"That's good Bura...relax."
"Mmm....that's feels good..."
Both of them pulled back, eyes wide.
"Hm...yeah. Goten, harder."
A dark look crossed Trunk's features.
Pan looked shocked.
"What shampoo are you using Bura? It smells nice."
Trunks and Pan nodded at each other. Goten.
"Pay attention Goten!"
Grunt. "Okey dokey."
"That's it..." Trunks hissed, moving for the door. Pan held him back, arms locked around his waist.
He half dragged, half trudged with her in tow towards the door.
"Damn, you are getting heavy."
Pan's hands went a little further down, looming over a sensitive...place.
He barged open the door angrily. "GET OFF MY...sister?"
Goten looked up, puzzled expression on face, hands resting on Bura's shoulders.
"Just what were you two...doing?" Pan asked.
Bura laughed. "You thought we were...hahahaha! Goten honey was giving me a massage!" *Plus, THAT comes later.*
Goten blushed. "Trunks, this is innocent man."
"Better be." He mumbled sulkily.
"Come on Elf Boy, let's leave the Ice couple alone. I want more eggnog." Pan leaned comfortably on his arm.
Trunks looked at Goten, then Pan. No contest.
Like a lapdog, he followed her downstairs.
"Wonder what they were doing upstairs in the first place...together, full of eggnog."
Goten looked at Bura. "You mean....I gotta tell Goh..."
She cut him off, straddling him on the bed and melting her lips against his.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"GIFTS!!!" Bulma's voice thundered through the mic, but was then followed by cheers.
The sound of paper ripping and screaming as they dove for presents could be heard loud and clear.
Pan looked apprehensively at hers. "Should I be afraid?"
"Aw come on! I'm not THAT bad!" Trunks looked at his. "I should be asking you the same question."
"Oh haha." She ripped the paper from the box.
Trunks did the same to his. "Hey...cool dragon..."
Pan lifted the box lid. "What the hell!? Trunks!!! A STUFFED PENIS!?!"
He had a shell shocked expression on his face.
Elsewhere, a certain blue haired genius howled in laughter, a suspicious card-tag obviously for a present, signed "Trunks" gripped in her hand.
THE END
A/N: I'm FINISHED I'M FINISHED!!! I'm SOOOOO BORED!!! GIVE ME MORE CHALLENGES!!! ANYONE!!!
Didn't expect that ending did ya? Yep, I changed it. I thought the previous one gave bad impressions from poor Trunks. Now...be good people and REVIEW, or Snowball will pay a little visit to your house...um...later...when the weather's colder. Wouldn't want him to get sick now do we?