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Author notes: Thank you for all of your wonderful reviews, but you mustn't think of pan as a skank. You'll see what I had in mind all the time as a wrote that last chapter. hehe

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"PAN!" She slowly woke from the seemingly to real dream that had involved the intercourse of actions she would never daydream about. She look forward to find her father, looking at her with a hint of annoyance.

"Oi.....Otasan? Why are you here?"

"Eh.....Bra called, it seems that you fell asleep here on the couch and for some reason you couldn't be left here, taken to bras room, and given trunks room. Goten said it would be better if I came and collected you."

"Oh ok....." She looked around to find Goten and Maron smiling at her and then in opposite corners where Bra and Trunks. Bra seemed to be licking a wound on her hand and Trunks treating a very nasty bloody nose.

"How long was I asleep?"

"Well," Goten started, "you fell asleep right after we began to watch Mr. Satan Returns...the four deluxe gold edition."

'So it was all a dream' Pan commented to herself. She looked up and smiled. She slowly stretched and nodded. "hai....lets go home."

The four remaining children looked as the cause of all the fighting left the room and two sighed, while the other two growled at each other.

~*~ (next morning)

The sun had barely begun its long accent into the sky, when the phone and Son Gohan's house rang.

A very sleepy Pan-chan stumbled down the stairs from the loft in her room, and down to her phone. "Moshi- moshi eh....Bra...it is 4:45!....huh....oh....the summer festival...tonight......just me and you?...Oh a girls night out.........oh...sure...ok....huh?...oh 7:00....ok....bye...WHAT!...oh...hehe *blush* i love you too....bye.."

She hung up the phone and sighed as she thought about that..."Hmmm I guess I do..."

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