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And to B*chan- I accept your offer of a truce. But I just wanna say, we're all writers here, and I know everyone has their own style of writing, who cares if people use short-cuts and stuff, they still get their point across, it's part of the internet these days. Unless you can't tell what the word is, and it's not continuously throughout a piece of writing, spelling doesn't really matter. But anyway, truce. J

Chapter 16

The pair awoke at 7am that morning (not that they got that much sleep ^_^). They found their clothes and flew back to capsule Corp., each going their separate ways once they saw the compound. Pan flew into the guest room that she always stayed in (and had some spare clothes in), had a shower and got changed. Trunks also had a shower and dressed before flying out to the backyard and the remnants of the party. Most of the people were still in the position that they were in when they had left last night. He noticed that Bulma and Vegeta were asleep against a tree, locked in a tight embrace, and Bulma was obviously exhausted.

Ewww! I don't wanna think about what they might have been doing… Trunks thought. His eyes fell onto the food table (well, used to have food on it), where he noticed that Goku had fallen asleep under it. He did drink a lot last night, I think only us four, and Piccolo of course, didn't get drunk. Chi-chi and Videl seemed to be inside the house, maybe in one of the guest rooms. Krillen and #18 were curled up together on a deck chair. Yamcha was asleep on the garden chair, and Trunks was tempted to put newspapers over him so that he would look like a homeless drunk. He silently giggled to himself. Gohan was probably with Videl. Tien and Chao-zu were nowhere to be found.

"Hey, is everyone still asleep?" Pan whispered as she flew down and landed next to Trunks.

Yeah, but we'd better not take any chances.

Where's Bra and Goten? Trunks motioned towards the main house.

They're in Bra's room, next to each other.

Really? They've only been going out for one week!

Can we not talk about it? I don't want to think about my sister and my best friend at the moment…too late… Trunks covered his eyes.

At least that sounds better than my UNCLE and my best friend!

Yeah, you're right…but…

"Morning Trunks, Pan. Oww, what a headache!" Bulma yawned and came over to where they were standing. "I think everyone got drunk last night!"

"We didn't." Pan said, and Bulma turned to face her.

"You're 18, you're allowed to drink, Pan…"

"Yeah, I know…but since Bra wasn't drinking, cause she wasn't 18 (not that that's stopped her before…), I decided to keep her company."

"That's nice of you, Pan." Bulma turned to Trunks. "You look fine, how much did you drink?"

"I…I…I…didn't drink either…" Bulma's eyes opened wide. "I was keeping Goten company."

"I suppose he didn't drink cause he was keeping Bra company…right?" Trunks and Pan's jaws dropped.

Damn. Pan thought. I lost the bet.

"Don't think we didn't figure it out."

"We???" They both cried.

"Yeah, Vegeta noticed it first, then he told me. It was pretty obvious once he'd told me. You think Vegeta wouldn't notice when his dear daughter was bonding to another?"

"Bonding?…" Trunks glanced at Pan. "Then…they…they…oh no!" Trunks spluttered, his head turned towards Bra's room. "Pan, let's go." He grabbed her hand and flew off.

"Well, that was interesting." Bulma looked extremely confused. "Now, let's see…Goten and Bra didn't drink. Trunks and Pan knew about them going out…that's understandable…they flew towards Bra's room, Bra's probably sleeping in there, that means that Goten…mmmm…"

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Bulma held her head. "I can't seem to think clearly this morning…"

"Bulma…" She turned around to see Vegeta waking up.

"Hmm, morning beautiful." Vegeta got up from the ground, shook his head, and walked over to Bulma.

"Why did we drink so much?" He held his head lightly. Sure, he was a saiyan, but he did drink a lot.

"It's only a hangover. Come here…" Bulma opened her arms and Vegeta walked into her embrace. They stood there for a while, before Vegeta noticed movement coming from underneath the now-empty food table.

"Kakarrot."

"Hi Vegeta!"

How on earth is he still as cheerful as ever after last night? Vegeta thought.

"Owwww. Great party Bulma, great food." He pulled himself up onto a chair. "Where's Chi-chi?"

"Inside, I think." Bulma turned to Vegeta. "Trunks raced upstairs in a hurry a few minute ago. I've got a feeling we're missing something." Vegeta nodded, picked up Bulma and flew upstairs, towards Bra's room.

"I'll come too!" Goku stood up and followed them.

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Trunks quietly opened the door to Bra's room, but didn't look in.

You look first, she's your best friend… Trunks lightly pushed Pan into the room.

Ok then… She peered around the door. She quickly grabbed Trunks, pulled him in and locked the door behind her. Look… She whispered. Bra and Goten were cuddled up on the bed, under the sheets, both facing one another, Goten with his arms around her.

"Whoa!…oh shit, they're coming!"

"Vegeta, Bulma and Grandpa!" Pan whispered.

"Yeah, we'd better…"

"Better do what?" Bulma popped her head around the door.

"How…how…how…did you unlock the door?" Trunks stuttered.

"Same way you obviously did. I'm not the head of Capsule Corp. for nothing…" Something caught Bulma's eye. She peered around the door to find Goten and Bra cuddled up under the sheets. She flung the door open. "Oh dear!"

"What is it…" Vegeta looked at the scene in front of him, and turned white. "They…no…Bra…Kakarrot's brat…bed…together…no!" He struggled to form words as he saw his princess asleep on the bed with Goten.

"Vegeta, I think we should go…" Bulma attempted to drag him out of the room, but with no success. Vegeta thought for a moment longer and smiled inside. His daughter had at least bonded with a saiyan, not a weak human, and although he didn't like to admit it, the…strongest…saiyan's brat. She was better than his son. 26 and he still didn't have a mate, or a girlfriend for that matter. Actually, he thought harder and realised that he hadn't gone out with anyone since well over a year.

"Hey Vegeta! What's to see…HEY!" Goku saw his son curled up with Bra. "GOTEN! WAKE UP!" Goten stirred.

"Not now, Dad. I'm tired." Goten was about to turn over when he realised Bra was in his arms. He sat up quickly, waking the sleeping Bra. "DAD!…BULMA!…VEGETA!!!"

"Goten, quiet down." Bra said, half asleep. She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, not realising that everyone else was there. Everyone else's jaws dropped. Bra stopped, then her eyes slowly turned towards the other people in the room…Trunks, Pan, Goku, Bulma, Vegeta…"Umm…hi daddy!" Bra said, as sweetly as she could. Vegeta stared at her, then at Goten, then back to Bra. Bra could swear that she saw a small twitch at the sides of his mouth. He turned and walked out of the room. Goku waited until Vegeta had gone before turning to the pair.

"So, how long has this been going on?"

"DAD!!!…one week…officially."

"Good on you! Don't you think this is great Bulma? Our kids are together!" Goku seemed really excited.

"Definitely. They are perfect for each other, don't you think so, Trunks?…Trunks? Where is that boy?" Bulma looked around and shrugged. Goku, meanwhile, heard noises from downstairs. He raced down to the kitchen to find Trunks and Pan eating breakfast. They hadn't seen him, so he decided to find out what they were thinking about. To his surprise, both their minds were impenetrable, as if they were purposely doing it. He gave up pretty quickly, because he couldn't figure out why they were closed.

Serves me right for trying to pry. Goku thought, then his stomach's mind overcame his own, and he came into the kitchen.

Trunks and Pan had, of course, been talking telepathically, and in doing so, had blocked of their mind to others. In fact, they had learned to block their minds off most of the time, just so people like Goku (who was telepathic) wouldn't see what they were thinking.

Well, looks like I won our little bet! Trunks thought, a smile forming at his mouth.

Yeah, well, I might as well keep out half of the bargain then…

You'll be my servant for the day?

Yes…I will…but don't be too mean… Pan looked up to find a very pleased-looking Trunks.

I won't be mean, I'm just gonna have a little fun for the next 24 hours!…including those when everyone else has gone to sleep!

I figured you would, but still…

How bout this, we tell people that we made a bet, and you lost, so they see that you have to be my servant!

But…

They don't have to know when we made it, we just say that we knew they were going out, and we bet on that…that's all we have to tell them.

Ok then…starting from?

How bout we make it now?

The sooner the better…

Excellent. I'm looking forward to it! Trunks smiled at Pan, then noticed that Goku had just walked into the kitchen. "Hi Goku! Want some breakfast?"

"Silly question Trunks! Here you go, Grandpa!" Pan placed a giant bowl of food in front of him.

"What a wonderful grand-daughter I have!" Goku proclaimed gleefully as he began to shovel the food into his mouth.

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Pan finished her breakfast and cleaned both her and Trunks' plates up. She sat down next to him.

"Oh gracious master, what do you wish from me next?" She purposely overdid it so that everyone else in the room would know that something was going on.

"Trunks?" Bulma asked. "What is going on?"

"Oh, I made Pan a bet yesterday that Bra and Goten would get found out before 10am this morning, and I won. She has to be my servant for the day!"

"Oh, ok. Have fun!"

"Come now, my servant. We shall go to the mall where you shall carry my purchases."

"Very well, my master…(Where are we actually going?)…" Trunks stood up, and Pan followed behind him in a march. They both walked out the door and flew off.

We are going to the mall, but we are going to see a movie… Trunks thought.

Is this an order?

Yes…and you will make out with me while we are there…

I'll accept that!… Pan smirked at him as they flew though the air. "We can talk properly now."

"But I can't kiss you yet…"

"We'll make up for that later."

"Hey, I'm supposed to be the one calling the shots…" Trunks proclaimed as they landed a block away from the cinema. He took her hand and they walked down to the mall. They got to the cinema and Trunks paid for the tickets to see this movie that they had already seen, as had the rest of the city. There was no one in the theatre, and that suited the pair perfectly. Trunks led Pan to the back row, and they settled in to 'watch the movie'.