A/N: Hi, I'm back! Thanks so much for the wonderful reviews! Whew, I just hope I can keep it up…breaks in cold sweat. Anyway, here's another chapter… and thanks to those who let me post their fics on my site!

OMG! I'm so sorry for not updating soon… I swear, I've been lazy—I mean, busy! Yes, busy! Believe me, honest!

And sorry about the titles… I'm not very good at making them up.

Disclaimer: Oh yeah… I don't own dragonball, but I bet you already knew that!

:::::CHEER UP PAN, IT COULDN'T BE WORSE… COULD IT?:::::

Trunks watched as one glitter-studded sandal landed on a bowl of soup at a table near the entrance of the restaurant. It belonged to his date—or former date, thanks to Pan and his 'sweet' little sister. He wanted to break out in laughter real bad, but of course, he wouldn't let a certain raven-haired girl know he was amused.

"That wasn't very nice," he remarked in a tight voice.

"Like I was trying to be nice!" Pan snapped.

Trunks raised an eyebrow. "If I didn't know any better… I'd say you were jealous."

Pan visibly simmered. "JEALOUS?! You're right! You don't know any better! Jealous? Gah! That's the most outrageous nonsense I've ever heard!"

Trunks shrugged and elaborately stroked his chin. "Oh, I don't know… you did chase away my date… so it makes one thinking… hmmm…"

Pan had a sudden urge to pull some hairs out, preferably some purple ones. "I had no idea you are so full of yourself, Trunks Briefs! And I wasn't jealous!"

"Are you sure?" Trunks continued to tease.

"Ah, excuse me… but who is he?" Goten suddenly interjected, looking at Goku.

"Ofcourse I'm sure! You pompous jerk!" Pan shouted back at Trunks, not even hearing her uncle's question.

Goten sighed and turned to the spiky-haired boy. But the boy seemed to be really captivated with the little show Trunks and Pan are putting on. He opened his mouth to ask the boy himself, but Bra suddenly tapped his shoulder.

"Better wait till you get home… we don't need another show to entertain these people," the blue-haired girl advised reasonably.

"But who—"

Bra crossed her arms in a Bulma-like pose. "I said not now! Look around you. We've already scared off half the people in this restaurant and the other half are looking at us like we're some kind of a circus!"

Goten had to agree, everyone seemed to be gaping at Trunks and Pan still throwing obscenities at each other.

"For the last time, you conceited oaf! I WAS NOT JEALOUS!!!" Pan bellowed.

Bra gave an exasperated sigh. "Oh, quit flirting, you two!"

Trunks and Pan suddenly stopped bickering and turned to Bra. "FLIRTING?!!! We were not flirting!" they chorused.

"Yeah, whatever," Bra retorted, almost staggering back.

"At least you got their attention," Goten whispered under his breath.

But Pan wasn't finished seething. "Flirting? Why, that's the second most outrageous nonsense I've ever heard! And with this arrogant lout no less! No way!" Then she stomped out of the restaurant.

"Pompous jerk? Conceited oaf? Arrogant lout? I'd like to know where she gets all those names," Trunks grumbled and followed Pan outside. A loud collected sigh of relief was heard from the crowd. The others followed, but a rather distressed restaurant manager chased after them waving a fairly long bill.

"Hey! Who's going to pay for all these?"

Bra waved a dismissive hand. "Bill it to my mom, Bulma Briefs."

The manager started at the mention of the Briefs, but swiftly handed Bra a copy of the bill gratefully.

"I wanna pay my share too," Goku offered.

Bra smiled and handed Goku the copy of the bill. "Thanks, Goku-san. Here, just give mom half the of what's on the bill."

"D-did you just call him G-Goku?" Goten asked.

"Yeah, but don't ask. We're all too tired, pissed, and worn-out to explain right now, so you better wait till you get home," Bra said with a final note.

"Damn right," Pan muttered and headed for the parking lot.

"Pan, wait! I wanna get that dress I saw earlier," Bra came up behind Pan.

"Oh, come on Bra! Can't you just get it later?"

"Five minutes! I'll be right back!"

Bra dashed to a nearby boutique.

"Wait Bra! I'll go with you," Goten called out.

Bra suddenly whirled around, "Y-you wanna come with me?"

"Well… yeah"

"Why?" Bra couldn't help asking.

Goten scuffled his foot on the ground. "Well… I… you see… um… I have a date tomorrow and I wanna get her something."

Bra's cerulean blue eyes narrowed. "Thanks, but no thanks. I don't need an escort. Besides, I'd rather take Uubu," she snapped, dragging Uubu who had been silent all this time.

Goten frowned but followed them anyway.

Goku stared at the receipt trying to figure out how much was half. "Let's see… half of 69000 zennies…" The with a warrior's determination, Goku suddenly brightened. "Oh well, they say every journey starts with one step! I better start counting." He then slipped of his boots and started counting with his hands. "One, two, three…"

"They better get back in five minutes," Pan mumbled.

"No one's stopping you from going home," Trunks countered.

"I came with Bra, so I'm going to wait for her. You're the one who should be going home," Pan snapped.

Suddenly, a middle-aged woman approached.

"Oh! What an adorable child!" the woman squealed, pinching Goku's cheeks.

Pan choked. "Uh… heheh… I guess he is."

"31, 32, 33…" Goku continued counting.

The woman smiled warmly. "Your son takes after you my dear."

"My son?! Now wait a second!" Pan interjected, but the woman simply turned starry-eyed.

"Oh! What a lovely young family you are!"

Trunks burst out laughing. Getting Pan all distraught is a rare opportunity indeed, and he's not going to let the chance slip away.

"Ahem… er… forgive my wife ma'am, but she's been a little agitated these days," he told the woman.

"Why is that?" the woman asked worriedly.

"Hormones," Trunks whispered.

"I AM NOBODY'S WIFE! And I don't have a son! Grandpa, say something!" Pan yelled.

"74, 75, 76…" was that came out from her ever so adorable grandpa.

The middle-aged woman giggled. "Oh, I see. A woman can be very flustered when carrying a child…"

Pan's hairs literally stood up in anger. "I AM NOT PREGNANT!!!"

"She's in a denial stage," Trunks concluded.

The woman patted Trunk's shoulder. "Oh, you poor man… everything will be alright soon."

"That's it, you moron! You are so dead!" Pan launched herself at the purple- haired demi-saiyan, and gave him the headlock she had been preparing for him since earlier that day.

"Aack…! See? She's crazy about me… she can't keep her hands off me… aack," Trunks managed to get out with Pan's arm closing dangerously around his neck.

"Oh…" the woman nodded and gave a little wink.

Pan put on the sweetest smile she could manage between gritted teeth.

"Oh yes, my honey here has the loveliest neck I've ever seen! I just can't help but squeeze it… and squeeze it…"

"Aack!" Trunks let out between gasps.

"Young lovers… very strange…" the woman mumbled knowingly and walked away.

"123, 124, 125…" Goku continued, still lost in his own world.



:::::Son House:::::

"Waaaaahh! It's a conspiracy!!!" Chichi's wail from her bedroom could be heard across the next town and beyond.

"Come on, Chichi, it's not that bad," Bulma comforted.

"Mom's really upset…" Gohan commented, flinching as Chichi gave another wail.

"Dad! I can't believe you're smaller than me!"

"Of course he's smaller than you Goten. He's only twelve!" Trunks put in.

Goten scratched his head. "Twelve? But I'm 32… I don't get it."

"Goku!" A voice suddenly boomed.

"Hi King Kai!" Goku greeted.

"So, you've been wished back to a child's form."

"Yeah, but it's not too bad, I guess," Goku answered.

"Oh, but it is bad, Goku. The blackstar dragonballs had been used to make the wish. Unlike the earth dragonballs, they scatter throughout the universe after granting a wish."

"So, if we were to wish Kakarot back to normal, the dragonballs have to be collected from the whole universe," Vegeta concluded.

"Yes, but there's a catch. If the blackstar dragonballs are not collected within a year, the planet where the wish had been made will be destroyed!"

Everybody made the 'I can't believe it face'.

"Well, we can just use instant teleportation to transport everyone to another planet, right?" Goku mused.

"We should only use that as a last resort, Goku-san," Videl suggested.

Goku sighed. "So there's only one thing for us to do. We have to go to outer space and collect the dragonballs."

"Yey! We're going to outer space!" Pan exclaimed happily, hopping into the air.

"Now what do you mean by 'we' young lady. You are not going anywhere," Gohan said sternly.

"But dad! I wanna go!" Pan insisted.

"But honey, it's too dangerous, and what about your school?" Videl seconded worriedly, coming out from Chichi's room.

Pan stood up and stomped her foot. "It's not fair! I'm already 19, and I haven't had any adventures like grandpa and dad did! Besides, I can take care of myself!"

"No, Pan, and that's final!" Gohan said with a final note.

"Demo —"

"Iie!"

Pan gave a hurt look and ran out of the house. Bra and Uubu looked at each other and went after her.

"Pan, your dad was only worried about you, you know" Uubu said quietly.

"Come on Pan, cheer up!" Bra said cheerfully.

Pan suddenly whirled around, to her friend's surprise, a huge smiled plastered on her face. "Oh, I'll cheer up, alright… because I'm still going!"

Uubu paled. "You're not thinking of…"

Pan smirked. "Exactly Uub… So Bra, you up to it?"

Bra snorted. "You bet I am!"

The girls laughed… but Uubu just stood there in horror. "This isn't happening… this isn't happening…" he chanted to himself.

:::::Next day, Capsule Corp:::::

Vegeta sipped his coffee and glanced at his wife behind the morning paper he was holding to. Damn woman, how does she stay so blasted pretty in the morning?

"Morning mom, dad," Trunks greeted and settled himself on the table.

Vegeta merely grunted in reply. Bulma poked her head from the kitchen. "You and Goten ready for a trip to space? Me and Gohan are going to start working on the spaceship today," she called out.

Trunks nodded and started attacking the sausages. Suddenly, a loud crash was heard from the other side of the table.

"What is the meaning of this?!" Vegeta demanded, choking his coffee out.

"What?" Trunks asked innocently.

Vegeta stood up and slammed the paper on Trunks' plate.

"Explain yourself, brat," Vegeta ordered.

Trunks took a look at the paper and his eyes bugged out.

"D-dad! I can explain! It was just a joke!"

Bulma rushed from the kitchen. "What's going on here?"

"Your son seems to have an affinity for the headlines," Vegeta snorted and handed the paper to his mate.

"YOUNG CAPSULE CORP PRESIDENT CAUGHT IN AN AMOROUS EMBRACE WITH PREGNANT MYSTERY HYPER WIFE. It is said that the girl is non other than Son Pan, granddaughter of Satan-sama…" Bulma read the news on the front page. There was a picture of Pan smiling tight-lipped with an arm around Trunks' neck. It suspiciously looked like a headlock, but could pass for a hug.

"Mom… it's not what you think," Trunks began… but too late, the front door of Capsule corp crashed, shaking the whole building.

"TRUNKS VEGETA BRIEFS!!! GET DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW!!!" an enraged Pan barged in.

Trunks paled. "Mom… er… could you hide me please?" he pleaded to Bulma. He could feel Pan's ki heading straight to the dining hall.

Bulma merely crossed her arms. Just before Pan burst into the hall, he ducked under the table.

"He's under the table, brat. But leave something for me," Vegeta told Pan.

"Dad, you're no fun…" Trunks grumbled from underneath.

Pan nodded and flipped the tablecloth, too enraged to say thanks.

Trunks gulped, seeing Pan's expression. "Oh, hi Pan! Nice seeing you… hehe… how's life?" He greeted nervously.

Pan didn't answer but continued staring at him with murder in her eyes.

Trunks gulped extra hard and put on the best puppy-dog face he could manage. "Heheh… um… peace?"

Pan gave a smirk even worthy of Vegeta's praise. "Yeah right, peace… as in REST IN PEACE!!!"



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a/n: There goes chapter 2. I gotta get them to space soon… maybe next chapter. Anyway, I got a question to ask. I'm not sure if I should pair Marron up with Uubu, or should we make her a total loser. Either way, I'm not going to treat her like a goddess. I'm really more inclined to make an original character for Uubu and do lots of Marron bashing, but I'm open to suggestions.

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