Pan - 18, Trunks - 23, Marron - 21, Uubu - 20, Goten - 22, and Bra - 17
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Saiyan Games
Chapter One: Flashbacks and Food
Story By: Kitar
Edited By: Fallen Virtue
Pan watched the sun sink lower and lower. For some reason, watching the sunset always helped her think. Two years ago her Grandma Chichi and Grandpa Goku had disappeared. No one knew where they went. Gohan, her father, probably took it the hardest. Now her father was away on another mission, and her mother, Videl, was killed six months ago. The next three weeks she had the whole house to herself. Three weeks to sit around, with no sparring partner, and no decent cooking. Why hadn't her father let her come with him? Pan asked herself that question over and over again.
Deep down, she knew why.
****Flashback****
Gohan was packing for his next mission. Meanwhile, Pan was sitting in a chair and watching him run all over the house looking for his other blue sock. She glanced at the clock. He had 10 minutes to finish packing and get to the ship or he'd be late again.
Gohan growled in frustration. "Where is it? I know it was here last time I looked. Damnit! I'm gonna be late now. Pan? Have you seen my other sock?"
"No, sorry Dad. Why don't you just take your yellow ones instead?"
"The yellow ones don't match." He glanced at the clock. Eight minutes left. He growled again. "Alright, I'll take the yellow ones. I'm dead if I'm late again."
Just as Gohan was about to run out the door Pan stopped him. "Dad why can't I come with you? I can take care of myself, and I'm stronger than most of the women on Vegeta!"
"Pan I know you're strong. Your Mother was too, but if I let you go and you got killed, well, I would never forgive myself. Don't you understand? You're all I have left. I can't lose you. I'm sorry, but I have to go now. See you in three weeks. Bye Pan, I love you. Try not to burn down the house." He gave her a quick hug then flew off towards the ship, leaving a trail of ki behind him.
Pan looked up and watched the trail fade, silently hoping, he would come back alive.
****End Flashback****
The sun had long since gone down. Pan stood up and dusted the grass off her shorts. "Time to go home." She sighed, then took off.
She arrived home five minutes later and decided to make supper. She went into the kitchen, then started rummaging through the cupboards for something easy to make.
"Hmmmm.... lets see, I could make a peanut butter sandwich, macaroni and cheese, or..... a blue sock?" She looked at the sock, and smiled. "How did Dad manage to lose his sock in the kitchen cupboard? Oh well, I'll give it to him when he gets home." Pan took one last look at the sock and smiled again, then put the sock back into the cupboard and decided on going out for supper.
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Pan walked down the crowed street, looking for somewhere to eat while her stomach grumbled loudly. "Dang it, I shouldn't have skipped lunch." She glanced at the buildings as she passed them. "Hmmm, Saiyan food... Changeling... and, YES! PIZZA!!!!"
Pan turned sharply and entered the Pizza shop. She quickly glanced around and decided to sit in the bar section. The bartender was at the other end of the counter, flirting with a blonde girl in Saiyan armor. He watched Pan enter and sit down. He quickly ended his conversation with the blonde, and walked over to Pan.
The bartender introduced himself. "Hi, my name is Uubu, what can I get for you?"
Pan leaned back, tilting her stool. She quickly scanned the menu and looked up with her decision. "How about three large pizzas, and a half gallon of apple juice."
"Alright, that'll be ready in twenty minutes." The bartender turned, and walked back over to the blonde, continuing his conversation with her.
Pan's stomach growled loudly again. "I gotta find something to keep my mind off the food." She got up, and walked over to a bulletin board and started reading the various flyers tacked on to it.
Baby-sitter needed. Four kids, three hours a week, good pay. Scouter for sale. Low price, great condition. Tournament of the strongest women on Vegeta. Saturday at noon.
"Hmmm, a tournament. Sounds fun. Heck, I have nothing better to do this Saturday." She grabbed a pen and wrote the time of the tournament on the back of her hand.
The bartender looked over to her and shouted. "Hey Miss, your food is done!"
Pan smiled, walked back over to the counter and sat down again. She ate her pizzas in record time, paid for them, and started back home. As she walked, she thought about the competition. "The tournament is on Saturday. That gives me two days to train and a day to rest. Oh, I almost forgot. I have to polish my armor too. It still has the burns on it from training with Dad." Pan reached home by nine-thirty and decided to go to bed early. That way she could get an early start training tomorrow. She just needed to find a sparring partner...
Okay, Short Chapter... What'd you think? Bad huh? Review if you want me to keep going *crosses her fingers* Please review Please Please Please!!!!! (A/N: I'm pathetic, aren't I)
Characters are © Akira Toriyama (aka: Not Me)