A/N:
Well, I know this has taken me forever to post. I had this major writer's block. It was huge! More like a wall. But after some help from
my friend (thanks Pepto!), I got my sledgehammer and knocked down that wall
that was blocking my ability to write. Anyhoo, today I introduce Uubu in to
this story and you get to see what he's all about and blah blah blah. Enough
talking! On to the story!
by:
Psylocke
Chapter
4
"Sooo… Guard man," Pan began walking
backwards, facing the guard, "Where you taking me?"
"The king gave me orders to bring you
to the throne room."
"Ohhhh. So I guess that Uubu guy is
here now or something, eh?" asked the princess.
"Yes, Lord Uubu's air ship has probably
landed at the landing site by now," said the guard looking at his watch, "And
Princess, could you please walk the right way before you trip or fall."
"Me fall? Ha! You must be joking," Pan
placed her hands on her hips, "I am a
princess. Princesses do not fall. I am graceful; I glide across the floor, like
a swan glides across a pond. I… AAAHHHHH!!!"
"Princess! Watch your… step," The
guard began running down the staircase after the rolling princess. She landed
at the bottom with a thud.
"Ouch… I think I bruised my butt," Pan
slowly rose to her feet. "These stupid high heels."
"Princess! Are you okay?" asked the
guard.
"Of course I am," Pan straightened out
her dress and placed her crown back upon her head, "I am a princess after all.
Like I said, I'm graceful."
"Falling down the staircase is not
categorized under grace," the guard began walking, "Please, let's keep going."
"Alright, I'll walk forward this
time," Pan sighed, "Hey Guard man, what do you think this Uubu guy wants to
talk about?"
"I wouldn't know Princess. I'm just a
guard," he stopped at the entrance of the throne room.
"Well, it was nice talking to you
Guard man! Wish me luck!" The guard bowed and left the Princess to walk alone.
"Alright," she took in a breath,
"Let's see what this dude wants." She slowly entered the throne room. Her
father and mother were sitting on their thrones. Pan noticed the gentleman
standing next to her father. He was tall, dark, and held a big smile on his
face. He was staring at her.
'I guess the guy with the weird
hair is Uubu,' she avoided his eyes, 'Must he stare like that?'
"It's nice of you to join us, Pan,"
Gohan was a little mad of her tardiness.
"Sorry father," she smiled, "It takes
a long time to get in to one of these big ol' dresses. Heh."
"Right. Anyway, Lord Uubu is here for
a very important business type matter, concerning you, my daughter." Gohan
said.
'I know nothing about business, so
why am I here?' Pan was getting impatient, "Uh-huh, go on."
"And Lord Uubu's family has been very
loyal to our family and kingdom," Gohan sighed, then smiled at his daughter.
'Oh no. I do not like that smile.'
Pan began feeling uneasy.
"And as a sign of our gratitude,"
Gohan continued, "And appreciation for their loyalty to the Son kingdom, I have
granted Lord Uubu permission to have your hand in marriage."
"What?!" Pan was utterly confused.
"What's wrong Pan?" asked Gohan.
"What's wrong?! What's wrong?!" Pan
screamed, "What's wrong is that he wants to marry my hand! I've never heard of
anyone wanting to marry a hand!" Everyone fell to the ground.
Gohan couldn't hold back his laughter,
"No Pan, Lord Uubu doesn't want to marry your hand."
"Oh," Pan was now a little
embarrassed, "My bad."
"Your father meant," Videl started,
"That Lord Uubu wants to marry you, dear."
Pan froze. "Uh…. um…. what?"
"Your lucky Pan," Gohan put his hand
on Uubu's shoulder, "He's very noble man. A man of integrity and high
admiration. He promises to treat you like a goddess."
"I will spoil her royally," Lord Uubu
said, "Her every wish will be met."
"Pan? Why do you not speak," asked
Gohan.
'WHY?! Well, for one thing I don't
know the guy!' Pan held back her anger, "Well father, I am a little
disappointed that I had no say in the matter."
"Why the disappointment?" Gohan asked
Pan, "I have chosen a most eligible man for you."
"But father," Pan was getting annoyed,
"I do not like the fact that I no nothing about this man and that he knows
nothing about me. But I guess that doesn't matter in marriage. Right father?!"
"Oh," Gohan felt sad for not thinking
of his daughter's feelings.
"I know!" an idea popped in to Videl's
head, "How about we let Lord Uubu come with us to Queen Bulma's ball. We are
staying there a few days. And this way Pan and Lord Uubu can get better
acquainted."
"What a brilliant idea my dear!" Gohan
exclaimed, "What do you say Pan?"
'Hell no.' Pan plastered a fake
smile, "Oh, I love the idea."
"Great! Then it's settled. Lord Uubu,
I'm sure you wouldn't mind staying here before we leave for the ball."
"Of course, I don't mind," he looked
at Pan, "Staying here would give me more time to get to know this beautiful
angel."
'Oh spare me,' Pan returned a
beautiful fake smile, 'Could he be more corny?'
"Terrific," Gohan motioned for some
servants to come near, "They will show you to your room."
"Thank you your majesty," Lord Uubu
bowed and descended down the few steps to Pan. He took her hand in to his and
kissed it, "I hope we can talk together, later on."
"Um… sure," Pan nodded and watched him
leave the room. She ran up to her mother and father.
"Ah Pan," he hugged his daughter,
"You're going to be a beautiful bride."
"Thanks, I guess," she broke the hug,
"Um daddy, could I talk to mom alone?"
"Hm? Sure, dear. You two are probably
going to discuss wedding gowns and such. I don't wanna be bored to death."
"Thanks daddy," Pan hugged him.
"I'm kind of hungry anyway," his
stomach growled very loudly, "Heh. I mean, I'm very hungry." He departed from
the room.
"Mom!" Pan whined, "How could you let
this happen?"
"Pan calm down," Videl tried to settle
her daughter.
"I don't want to marry that guy. I
can't marry someone I don't love. You have to understand what I'm feeling mom!
Don't you?"
"Yes Pan," Videl smiled, "That's why I
suggested he come with us."
"I don't understand mom. How is that
going to keep me from marrying him? It's just going to make things worst."
"No it's not. When he comes with us,
it'll show you how much you long for the love of someone else."
"Someone else? Who?" Pan asked.
"You'll see," Videl assured her
daughter.
"Okay," Pan sighed, "I don't know who
or what you're talking about but, if it keeps me from marrying Uubu, then I
guess I trust you."
"You better trust me," Videl laughed,
"I am your mother, after all. I know everything."
"Sure," Pan began walking down the
steps, "I hope you know what you're talking about."
"I do, Pan," Videl said, 'I just
hope you realize who I'm talking about.'
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"This is terrible! Terrible, terrible,
terrible!!!" Bulma stormed through the palace, "Where is Hilda? She has to be
back by now. HILDA!!!!"
"I am here, your majesty," Hilda came
out of a room, "I delivered the invitations just like you asked."
"That's good," Bulma sighed, "But you
must tell me."
"What?"
"While you were visiting Marron, did
she mention anything about dating Goten or perhaps being engaged to him?"
"Goten? No she didn't mention him at
all. I'm sure they're not dating, your highness," Hilda remembered, "I told her
about Trunks and she was really excited."
"She was? That's wonderful! I don't
know where Bra gets here information from," Bulma was happy once again, "Oh,
Hilda! Won't Marron make such a beautiful bride?"
"Yes, she's still lovely," Hilda said,
"She won't be the only bride though."
"Hmmm?"
"As I was in the Son palace, I heard
many of the people talking about Lord Uubu. Apparently he's come to King Gohan
to ask for Pan's hand in marriage."
"PAN'S GETTING MARRIED? That's
wonderful too!!!" Bulma screamed.
Trunks heard Bulma's shrill voice from
his room.
'She's what?' Trunks walked out
to his balcony, 'Pan's getting married. I can't believe it…I won't believe
it. I can't imagine my little Panny getting married to any guy but…but to me.' Trunks returned to his room and walked out
the doors. Two servant girls were walking by and chatting.
"Did you here that?" said servant girl
#1.
"What?" asked servant girl #2.
"Queen Bulma said that Princess Pan
was going to marry Lord Uubu." They continued to walk by.
'Lord Uubu, eh? Humph, I'm sure
he's coming with the Son family to the ball. He's not getting my girl.'
With that, Trunks headed toward his training arena.
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Goten laid back against the grass. The
rays of the sun warmed him. He watched the trees as they slowly swayed back and
forth in the gentle breeze. He would come here, to this exact spot where his
father brought him when he was little, to think and to forget. Usually he would
come to this spot on the rolling hills to be alone, to get away from whatever
was bothering him. He hadn't been there for a while, for it seemed like his
life was perfect. But now, he was back and this time to forget. He was never
good at going to people for help or advice. He had thought about going to his
mother after the break up but he knew exactly what she would've said:
"That vixen!!! I knew it, she was
never right for you. Nobody breaks my little boys heart and gets away with it!
I'll teach her a lesson!"
Goten shook his head. 'That
wouldn't have been pretty,' Goten sighed, 'But why did she do it.'
He sat up. It just didn't make since
to him. Why did she do that? Why did she break up with him so suddenly? 'Why?
Did I do something wrong? That has to be it. What did I do to her?'
He suddenly stood up. "Damn it Marron!
What did I do to you that was so wrong!?" He screamed to the world. He fell
back to his knees.
"Hey, I don't think your mother would
like it if she heard you use language like that."
Goten immediately recognized the voice
and looked up towards the sky. He could see a blurry image of his father in the
clouds.
"The only thing you did to her, was
love her too much, my son."
"Dad, I gave her all my love," Goten
closed his eyes, "And she threw it right back at me!"
"I know but perhaps she didn't
understand just how much you did love her. If she did, she wouldn't have left
you. She wasn't the one, Goten."
"I was convinced she was," Goten
slammed his fist in to the ground, "How do I find the one then? Do I wait till
she breaks my heart then move on? I won't be able to stand it again! I am not
going to let another break my heart!"
"Calm down, Goten. We can't just give
up because things aren't the way we want them to be. That's not how I taught
you. Never give up. She's out there."
"But how do I know it's her? What if
I'm too blind to notice her?"
"Follow your heart. Its eyes are
always open. And besides, there's no way you're going to miss this girl!" Goku
winked and slowly faded away.
"What?! Dad…" Goten sighed, "He's
gone. He always does that, he tells me something I want to know more about and
leaves."
Goten laughed, 'Dad's right. I
guess Marron wasn't the one for me. There is no way I'm going to sulk around
all day. You know what they say Marron, what comes around, goes around.'
Goten stood up once again and looked
at his surroundings. He looked up at the hot sun and then down at the sparkling
lake. J
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Well, that concludes the fourth
chapter of For the Love of the Princess!
Give me an R! Give me an E! Give me a
V! Give me an I! Give me an E! Give me a W! What does that spell? …. *crickets
chirping in the background* Oh, come on. Must I tell you everything? It spells
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