Ok, maybe Gohan wouldn't react that way or calmly, but my dad has no
problem with my boyfriend who's 7 years older than me. I could see Gohan
being angry, but not to the point of destroying Trunks.
Still in lack of owning DBZ, I'm workin on it!
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Pan awoke the next morning with a smile. First time in a long time, she was not blasting her alarm clock and cursing school. She simply stretched as she walked into her bathroom to get ready.
*Was last night a dream? I was in Trunks arms and my Dad's ok with it? Wow, this is a great feeling. Hold up Pan, this isn't going to last remember? It's over on Sunday. That means only three more days with him as mine. Hmm, better make it worth it.*
She finished in the bathroom and headed to her messy closet to pull out some clothes. She slowly tugged on her jeans and continued to think about yesterday.
"Pan! You better hurry up if you plan on eating breakfast!" Gohan called from downstairs. Pan rolled her eyes, she had her Grandpa's genes, she could eat a meal as fast as possible, and time was a trivial detail. Grabbing her bag, she descended to the front door and dropped it off before heading to the kitchen. Something was different; there was merely a bowl of cereal awaiting her, with both her parents sitting opposite of it. Watching Pan closely as she sat down.
"Honey, we were just wondering, exactly what's made this change?" Videl asked sweetly. Pan made a face that she obviously did not like how the conversation was starting off.
"Come on you two. Dad was fine with it last night, what's the big deal now?" Pan asked as she began on her cereal.
"We are fine with it dear, it's just Trunks has been more of another Uncle to you than... More than that." Gohan voiced simply. Pan was getting annoyed. Why could no one picture them together? Was it that hard to believe someone was interested in Pan? And so what if it happened to be Trunks, her former baby-sitter...Ok, putting it that way it sounded bad.
"Look, it shouldn't be a big deal. I like Trunks, he likes me, enough said. We're trying it out. If I don't mind the age factor, I don't think you should either. I'm 18, old enough to buy stuff off the TV and make my own decisions." Pan said. She then hurriedly finished her cereal. Videl looked at Gohan. Gohan looked at Videl, both of their eyes would widen now and then. Pan could tell they were having some telepathic conversation/battle. Gohan appeared to be losing. Before either got a chance to talk to Pan again, a car horn sounded in front of their house. "Gotta go, see ya' lata!" Pan called over her shoulder as she ran to the front door, grabbing her bag and dashing out.
"Bra you're a lifesaver." Pan said as she jumped into the car.
"No, but I'm just as sweet." Bra said cheekily.
"That was so corny. Anyway, my parents were giving me, 'The Talk'."
"Oh, about the whole Trunks thing?" Bra asked, watching the road.
"Yeah, why is it so hard for them to understand I have a life? They don't have one so they must invade mine?" Pan asked fixing her hair as the wind blew it around.
"Ha, yeah, just wait till next year when you're away at college. They won't know what to do!" Bra laughed. Pan smirked at the thought of her parents just sitting in the living room. Not talking, not watching TV or anything, just staring blankly at a wall. *Nah, they'd probably party every night after I leave. Acting like they did before I was born....Ew, dirty Pan! Quick think of something else!* Pan horrified herself with thoughts.
"Pan! Get up! We're here. Hell awaits." Bra said climbing out of the car. Pan nodded and also climbed out. They walked up to the school and then to their first class.
"Aw shit, I forgot my calculus book in the car. Be back in a few." Bra said turning and running back to the parking lot. Pan watched her go then continued on her way, only to trip over someone's bag.
"Hey! Watch where you put your crap!" Pan shouted as she got up to dust herself off.
"Aren't we feeling bitchy today?" Someone snickered behind her. Pan felt herself tense up as she turned to glare at Hiroto.
"What do you want?" She asked bitterly.
"World peace of coarse." He said with a smirk. Pan turned to leave, if he was gonna be an ass, she didn't need to be around him.
"So I'll see you and your 'boyfriend' tomorrow night at the ball, huh?" He called after her. Pan stopped in her tracks, she felt the back of her neck begin to burn.
"What?" She asked as she slowly turned around. It was at this time she realized they were in a pretty crowded hallway, with a lot of spectators.
"Yeah, that Capsule Corp ball. Mayumi is taking me, and apparently Trunks Brief's is doing his community service by taking you." Hiroto answered arrogantly. Pan wasn't sure what came over her. The crowded hallway seemed to disappear. The noise was silenced, all she could hear was the blood pounding in her ears, the rage build up in her throat. With a scream Pan lunged at Hiroto, hands planted securely around his throat. His gagging was music to her ears, his bulging eyes were almost as pretty as Trunks' baby blues.
"Pan! What are you doing!?" Bra shouted, dropping her books to run to the scene. Bra had to put up quite a fight to get Pan off of whomever. She then realized it was Hiroto and contemplated letting Pan at him. *No, she could get expelled and junk. Better stop her.* Bra dragged Pan down the hallway and into an empty classroom.
"Pan, are you ok? What happened?" Bra asked as Pan sunk into a chair.
"I don't know. He was insulting me, again, and... And, I tackled him." Pan whispered. *Suck it up Pan. Don't cry, crying is for babies. Forget him. You're stronger than this.*
"I guess I can understand, but you gotta remember you could kill him with the flick of your pinkie. Even then, he wouldn't be worth the energy." Bra said soothingly. She watched Pan have an internal battle with herself, over what she was going to do next.
"You know what, you're really stressed, and I got a great idea." Bra said pulling out her cell phone, and started to dial a number. She was interrupted when the door to the classroom flew open.
"That's her! Son Pan! She attacked Hiroto in the hall!" Some guy was shouting as he pointed to Pan. Pan looked up to glare at the boy, who cowered behind the teacher with him. She recognized the boy who was on the soccer team with Hiroto, and the teacher with him was the coach.
"Miss Son, do you realize we could expel you for that little act?" The teacher said with an arched eyebrow.
"Yes sensei. I didn't mean to, he was insulting me and I lost control." Pan said quietly.
"That's not an excuse. That scene cannot be easily forgiven you are..." But the teacher didn't finish.
"Daddy?" Bra interrupted the teacher as she spoke into her phone. The teacher shifted his glare from Pan to Bra. "Could you call the school and excuse Pan and I from school today? We have some stuff to do. Please, I'll train with you later." Bra whined into the phone. "Yes, a teacher is right here as a matter of fact." Bra said sweetly as she handed the phone to the teacher.
"Listen mister, I don't have time for this one of these girls was strangling another student in the hallway and... What? No, it wasn't your daughter, it was Son Pan. That's not something to be disappointed in. No! I'm not telling you to do anything. My what? How!? Where!? Yes sir!" The teacher shouted into the phone. He then threw it back to Bra as though it was a poisonous snake.
"You two... Just leave!" The teacher said to Bra and Pan exasperated. He then left the room with the squealer right behind him.
"Bra, you shouldn't have done that." Pan said getting up.
"It was no biggie, now come on. You need a semi vacation." Bra said as she steered Pan out the window and the two floated down to her car.
"Pan! Did you walk out of school today!?" Videl shouted as Pan walked into the house.
"Actually I flew out, but it's ok! Vegeta-san took care of it." Pan said innocently.
"I'm sure he did. Where have you been?" Videl asked eyeing Pan, noticing some changes.
"Bra is the absolute best friend in the world! We went to the Waterfront Spa. Got a facial, a massage, a hair treatment, manicure and pedicure." Pan said happily showing off her nails. "When she said stress reliever I was a little suspicious that she would be willing to spar with me. But then when she pulled up to the spa I understood."
"Wow, I gotta hang out with Bulma more often." Videl said. "Oh and Trunks called, he said to call his office."
"Thanks Mom." Pan said and turned to go upstairs. She got to her room and smiled at her reflection in the mirror as she picked up the phone to call Trunks.
"Hello, could I have Mr. Brief's office please?" Pan asked the secretary, playing with her now wavy hair.
"Hello?" A tired voice on the other end asked.
"Trunks? You sound dead." Pan said with a smile into the phone.
"I almost wish I was. This stuff is so boring. I heard you went to 'relax' with Bra. How was that?" He asked. Pan could hear him typing in the back round.
"It was great, but I can't chat long, what'd you call about?" Pan asked, she could've talked for hours, but wanted him to get to the point.
"Huh? Oh, our date." He started, still in that tired voice. Pan was afraid he was going to cancel on her. "I'll pick you up around 6, is that ok?" Pan felt relieved.
"Yeah, that'll be great. Where are we going?" She asked, Pan then heard a chuckle on the other end.
"It's a surprise, just be ready. See you then." Trunks said. Pan said goodbye and hung up. Only 2 hours to get ready, she had better get started.
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Ok, it had quantity, what about quality? Lemme kno!
Still in lack of owning DBZ, I'm workin on it!
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Pan awoke the next morning with a smile. First time in a long time, she was not blasting her alarm clock and cursing school. She simply stretched as she walked into her bathroom to get ready.
*Was last night a dream? I was in Trunks arms and my Dad's ok with it? Wow, this is a great feeling. Hold up Pan, this isn't going to last remember? It's over on Sunday. That means only three more days with him as mine. Hmm, better make it worth it.*
She finished in the bathroom and headed to her messy closet to pull out some clothes. She slowly tugged on her jeans and continued to think about yesterday.
"Pan! You better hurry up if you plan on eating breakfast!" Gohan called from downstairs. Pan rolled her eyes, she had her Grandpa's genes, she could eat a meal as fast as possible, and time was a trivial detail. Grabbing her bag, she descended to the front door and dropped it off before heading to the kitchen. Something was different; there was merely a bowl of cereal awaiting her, with both her parents sitting opposite of it. Watching Pan closely as she sat down.
"Honey, we were just wondering, exactly what's made this change?" Videl asked sweetly. Pan made a face that she obviously did not like how the conversation was starting off.
"Come on you two. Dad was fine with it last night, what's the big deal now?" Pan asked as she began on her cereal.
"We are fine with it dear, it's just Trunks has been more of another Uncle to you than... More than that." Gohan voiced simply. Pan was getting annoyed. Why could no one picture them together? Was it that hard to believe someone was interested in Pan? And so what if it happened to be Trunks, her former baby-sitter...Ok, putting it that way it sounded bad.
"Look, it shouldn't be a big deal. I like Trunks, he likes me, enough said. We're trying it out. If I don't mind the age factor, I don't think you should either. I'm 18, old enough to buy stuff off the TV and make my own decisions." Pan said. She then hurriedly finished her cereal. Videl looked at Gohan. Gohan looked at Videl, both of their eyes would widen now and then. Pan could tell they were having some telepathic conversation/battle. Gohan appeared to be losing. Before either got a chance to talk to Pan again, a car horn sounded in front of their house. "Gotta go, see ya' lata!" Pan called over her shoulder as she ran to the front door, grabbing her bag and dashing out.
"Bra you're a lifesaver." Pan said as she jumped into the car.
"No, but I'm just as sweet." Bra said cheekily.
"That was so corny. Anyway, my parents were giving me, 'The Talk'."
"Oh, about the whole Trunks thing?" Bra asked, watching the road.
"Yeah, why is it so hard for them to understand I have a life? They don't have one so they must invade mine?" Pan asked fixing her hair as the wind blew it around.
"Ha, yeah, just wait till next year when you're away at college. They won't know what to do!" Bra laughed. Pan smirked at the thought of her parents just sitting in the living room. Not talking, not watching TV or anything, just staring blankly at a wall. *Nah, they'd probably party every night after I leave. Acting like they did before I was born....Ew, dirty Pan! Quick think of something else!* Pan horrified herself with thoughts.
"Pan! Get up! We're here. Hell awaits." Bra said climbing out of the car. Pan nodded and also climbed out. They walked up to the school and then to their first class.
"Aw shit, I forgot my calculus book in the car. Be back in a few." Bra said turning and running back to the parking lot. Pan watched her go then continued on her way, only to trip over someone's bag.
"Hey! Watch where you put your crap!" Pan shouted as she got up to dust herself off.
"Aren't we feeling bitchy today?" Someone snickered behind her. Pan felt herself tense up as she turned to glare at Hiroto.
"What do you want?" She asked bitterly.
"World peace of coarse." He said with a smirk. Pan turned to leave, if he was gonna be an ass, she didn't need to be around him.
"So I'll see you and your 'boyfriend' tomorrow night at the ball, huh?" He called after her. Pan stopped in her tracks, she felt the back of her neck begin to burn.
"What?" She asked as she slowly turned around. It was at this time she realized they were in a pretty crowded hallway, with a lot of spectators.
"Yeah, that Capsule Corp ball. Mayumi is taking me, and apparently Trunks Brief's is doing his community service by taking you." Hiroto answered arrogantly. Pan wasn't sure what came over her. The crowded hallway seemed to disappear. The noise was silenced, all she could hear was the blood pounding in her ears, the rage build up in her throat. With a scream Pan lunged at Hiroto, hands planted securely around his throat. His gagging was music to her ears, his bulging eyes were almost as pretty as Trunks' baby blues.
"Pan! What are you doing!?" Bra shouted, dropping her books to run to the scene. Bra had to put up quite a fight to get Pan off of whomever. She then realized it was Hiroto and contemplated letting Pan at him. *No, she could get expelled and junk. Better stop her.* Bra dragged Pan down the hallway and into an empty classroom.
"Pan, are you ok? What happened?" Bra asked as Pan sunk into a chair.
"I don't know. He was insulting me, again, and... And, I tackled him." Pan whispered. *Suck it up Pan. Don't cry, crying is for babies. Forget him. You're stronger than this.*
"I guess I can understand, but you gotta remember you could kill him with the flick of your pinkie. Even then, he wouldn't be worth the energy." Bra said soothingly. She watched Pan have an internal battle with herself, over what she was going to do next.
"You know what, you're really stressed, and I got a great idea." Bra said pulling out her cell phone, and started to dial a number. She was interrupted when the door to the classroom flew open.
"That's her! Son Pan! She attacked Hiroto in the hall!" Some guy was shouting as he pointed to Pan. Pan looked up to glare at the boy, who cowered behind the teacher with him. She recognized the boy who was on the soccer team with Hiroto, and the teacher with him was the coach.
"Miss Son, do you realize we could expel you for that little act?" The teacher said with an arched eyebrow.
"Yes sensei. I didn't mean to, he was insulting me and I lost control." Pan said quietly.
"That's not an excuse. That scene cannot be easily forgiven you are..." But the teacher didn't finish.
"Daddy?" Bra interrupted the teacher as she spoke into her phone. The teacher shifted his glare from Pan to Bra. "Could you call the school and excuse Pan and I from school today? We have some stuff to do. Please, I'll train with you later." Bra whined into the phone. "Yes, a teacher is right here as a matter of fact." Bra said sweetly as she handed the phone to the teacher.
"Listen mister, I don't have time for this one of these girls was strangling another student in the hallway and... What? No, it wasn't your daughter, it was Son Pan. That's not something to be disappointed in. No! I'm not telling you to do anything. My what? How!? Where!? Yes sir!" The teacher shouted into the phone. He then threw it back to Bra as though it was a poisonous snake.
"You two... Just leave!" The teacher said to Bra and Pan exasperated. He then left the room with the squealer right behind him.
"Bra, you shouldn't have done that." Pan said getting up.
"It was no biggie, now come on. You need a semi vacation." Bra said as she steered Pan out the window and the two floated down to her car.
"Pan! Did you walk out of school today!?" Videl shouted as Pan walked into the house.
"Actually I flew out, but it's ok! Vegeta-san took care of it." Pan said innocently.
"I'm sure he did. Where have you been?" Videl asked eyeing Pan, noticing some changes.
"Bra is the absolute best friend in the world! We went to the Waterfront Spa. Got a facial, a massage, a hair treatment, manicure and pedicure." Pan said happily showing off her nails. "When she said stress reliever I was a little suspicious that she would be willing to spar with me. But then when she pulled up to the spa I understood."
"Wow, I gotta hang out with Bulma more often." Videl said. "Oh and Trunks called, he said to call his office."
"Thanks Mom." Pan said and turned to go upstairs. She got to her room and smiled at her reflection in the mirror as she picked up the phone to call Trunks.
"Hello, could I have Mr. Brief's office please?" Pan asked the secretary, playing with her now wavy hair.
"Hello?" A tired voice on the other end asked.
"Trunks? You sound dead." Pan said with a smile into the phone.
"I almost wish I was. This stuff is so boring. I heard you went to 'relax' with Bra. How was that?" He asked. Pan could hear him typing in the back round.
"It was great, but I can't chat long, what'd you call about?" Pan asked, she could've talked for hours, but wanted him to get to the point.
"Huh? Oh, our date." He started, still in that tired voice. Pan was afraid he was going to cancel on her. "I'll pick you up around 6, is that ok?" Pan felt relieved.
"Yeah, that'll be great. Where are we going?" She asked, Pan then heard a chuckle on the other end.
"It's a surprise, just be ready. See you then." Trunks said. Pan said goodbye and hung up. Only 2 hours to get ready, she had better get started.
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Ok, it had quantity, what about quality? Lemme kno!