Disclaimer: I don't have anything to do with Akira Toriyama. I wish I did
though...
A/N- Hey all! This is Chappie One! I hope you like it!
Chapter One: She's Baack!
Pan sat down in an uncomfortable chair at a large noisy airport with a smile on her face. She had just gotten off the phone with Trunks, and he hadn't changed at all. Her smile turned upside when she thought about something else Trunks had said. He hadn't believed she'd grown up. He still thought of her as a little girl, and he always would. And the worst part of it was that no matter how hard she tried to convince herself that she didn't love him, it was no good. She was, and there was nothing she could do about it.
Her flight was called and she boarded the plane. She took a window seat and looked out at the heat waves being created by airplanes. She took out her CD player and headphones and put them on her head, ignoring the stewardess who said she needed to turn it off when they took off. She kept the CD player on when they took off, and told herself that it was to calm her nerves. Truth was, she hated flying in airplanes. It was just so different, so less magical, than flying on your own.
After a looooooooong and extremely boring flight, even though it had a movie and she'd eaten a disgusting airplane food meal, Pan happily skipped (or rather, she tried to skip, but there were to many people) off the airplane into the airport. She went passed security, smiling because she was happy she didn't have to wait in that line (It was longer than the ones at Disneyland!). She passed by the baggage claim, also smiling because she had packed all her belongings in capsules so that they would fit in her backpack. She went to a secluded spot and took off into the air, feeling free after being cramped in an airplane for so long.
As she flew over Japan, so many memories, cheerful and painful, crossed her mind. She flew home as quick as she could. Pan landed softly in front of her house. It hadn't changed a bit. Even the flowers looked exactly like they did on the day she left for boarding school. She stood in front of the door, nervous and wondering what she was going to do. She knew that she shouldn't be nervous, after all, they were only her parents, but she hadn't seen them in 6 months, since they visited her for 1 week during Christmas.
Pan smoothed her skirt, checked her make-up, and fixed her hair. Then, nervously and slowly, Pan rang the doorbell. Instantly she could hear her mother screaming,
"My baby's back! Gohan! Pan's home!"
The door flung open and there were her parents, also looking the same as ever. They rapped her in a large hug, a Son family ball of love, Videl crying.
"Geez, mom, I've only been gone a year, and you visited me at Christmas!" said Pan, trying to get her mother to stop crying.
"I know, but I missed you so much! You're my little baby, you know, I can't stand to be without you! I'm so glad you're going to college in Japan!" said Videl, calming down and wiping away her tears.
"Well," said Pan, "Sorry Mom and Dad, but I'm exhausted from the plane ride, so I think I'm going to go take a nap."
"Okay Panny, we'll call you when dinner's ready!" said Gohan.
Pan turned away from her parents to hide her scowl as she walked up the stairs. Her father had used her horrible childhood nickname: Panny. Even thought he was her father and she let him call her that, she still hated the name. Her mother had also said that she was her little baby. Pan was disappointed in her parents. She had thought that them, of all people, would realize how mature she was and not treat her like a baby. But they had, just like everybody else did.
Pan drifted into a shallow sleep, not really asleep, yet not quite awake. She would have really fallen asleep if her father hadn't come up and told her dinner was ready.
"Be there in a minute," Pan said groggily, through closed eyes. Her father left, and Pan, very unwillingly, got up. She rubbed her eyes while she slowly went downstairs, wishing she could go to sleep. But the smell of her mother's delicious cooking was enough to get her body walking to the kitchen. She was starving, not that she wasn't always, but she hadn't eaten anything on the airplane, and that was a long time to go without food for a Saiyan.
"Hey Panny!" said her mother while putting food onto plates.
Pan groaned and sat down. "My name's Pan, mother," she said.
"Okay, fine, Pan, how was boarding school?" asked her mother while putting their food plates on the table and sitting down to enjoy hers.
"Id waf fuun," said Pan through a mouthful of food.
"Pun! Doon't talk wid youur mout fuul," said Gohan, also with his mouth full of food.
Videl smiled and giggled, "Saiyans."
Pan swallowed her food and asked, "What about Saiyans?"
"Oh nothing," answered Videl, "It's just they never cease to amaze me."
They continued eating. Later, during their meal, they started talking again.
"By the way, Pan, I didn't notice before but you, my little girl, you are actually wearing a skirt," said an amazed Gohan.
"And make-up," added Videl, "You've grown up since you left us!"
Pan smiled. She knew her parents would come through for her.
"Yep. I've decided to become more feminine. But don't worry daddy, I trained a lot while I was away."
"Oh good," said Gohan, "Beacause I have something to tell you. Okay, no matter how inconceivable this may seem, Vegeta has asked that you train with him."
Pan laughed out loud. She knew Vegeta hated everyone related to her grandfather. So why would he want to train her?
"Nice one dad. Did you and mom make that one up, or did you come up with that on your own?"
"No Pan, I'm serious. Vegeta has seriously asked that you train with him!" yelled Gohan.
"Okay, let's pretend for a second that Vegeta really did want me to train with him. Why would that be?" asked Pan.
"Well, Trunks is to busy with CC, and he refuses to train his little princess Bra, and Goten just refuses to train, he's too caught up in his love life, and I'm to busy with my job and raising my family. That leaves one demi-saiyan left, and that's you." Answered Gohan, as if it was the simplest thing in the world.
"Oh great, I feel loved now," said Pan sarcastically. As usual, she was the last one to be considered. She was always too young, or too weak. She was stronger than Bra, wasn't she?
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A/N- Okay, I know it was really short and stuff, but its only the first chapter, and filler really. The real stuff doesn't start until about chapter 4 or something. Neways, thanks to all my reviewers!
Kutie-Pan, Hanamaru285, Kimiko, Deidra, Atarashii Densetsu (Thanks for pointing that stuff out) and blah. Cookies to everyone! Please review again!
A/N- Hey all! This is Chappie One! I hope you like it!
Chapter One: She's Baack!
Pan sat down in an uncomfortable chair at a large noisy airport with a smile on her face. She had just gotten off the phone with Trunks, and he hadn't changed at all. Her smile turned upside when she thought about something else Trunks had said. He hadn't believed she'd grown up. He still thought of her as a little girl, and he always would. And the worst part of it was that no matter how hard she tried to convince herself that she didn't love him, it was no good. She was, and there was nothing she could do about it.
Her flight was called and she boarded the plane. She took a window seat and looked out at the heat waves being created by airplanes. She took out her CD player and headphones and put them on her head, ignoring the stewardess who said she needed to turn it off when they took off. She kept the CD player on when they took off, and told herself that it was to calm her nerves. Truth was, she hated flying in airplanes. It was just so different, so less magical, than flying on your own.
After a looooooooong and extremely boring flight, even though it had a movie and she'd eaten a disgusting airplane food meal, Pan happily skipped (or rather, she tried to skip, but there were to many people) off the airplane into the airport. She went passed security, smiling because she was happy she didn't have to wait in that line (It was longer than the ones at Disneyland!). She passed by the baggage claim, also smiling because she had packed all her belongings in capsules so that they would fit in her backpack. She went to a secluded spot and took off into the air, feeling free after being cramped in an airplane for so long.
As she flew over Japan, so many memories, cheerful and painful, crossed her mind. She flew home as quick as she could. Pan landed softly in front of her house. It hadn't changed a bit. Even the flowers looked exactly like they did on the day she left for boarding school. She stood in front of the door, nervous and wondering what she was going to do. She knew that she shouldn't be nervous, after all, they were only her parents, but she hadn't seen them in 6 months, since they visited her for 1 week during Christmas.
Pan smoothed her skirt, checked her make-up, and fixed her hair. Then, nervously and slowly, Pan rang the doorbell. Instantly she could hear her mother screaming,
"My baby's back! Gohan! Pan's home!"
The door flung open and there were her parents, also looking the same as ever. They rapped her in a large hug, a Son family ball of love, Videl crying.
"Geez, mom, I've only been gone a year, and you visited me at Christmas!" said Pan, trying to get her mother to stop crying.
"I know, but I missed you so much! You're my little baby, you know, I can't stand to be without you! I'm so glad you're going to college in Japan!" said Videl, calming down and wiping away her tears.
"Well," said Pan, "Sorry Mom and Dad, but I'm exhausted from the plane ride, so I think I'm going to go take a nap."
"Okay Panny, we'll call you when dinner's ready!" said Gohan.
Pan turned away from her parents to hide her scowl as she walked up the stairs. Her father had used her horrible childhood nickname: Panny. Even thought he was her father and she let him call her that, she still hated the name. Her mother had also said that she was her little baby. Pan was disappointed in her parents. She had thought that them, of all people, would realize how mature she was and not treat her like a baby. But they had, just like everybody else did.
Pan drifted into a shallow sleep, not really asleep, yet not quite awake. She would have really fallen asleep if her father hadn't come up and told her dinner was ready.
"Be there in a minute," Pan said groggily, through closed eyes. Her father left, and Pan, very unwillingly, got up. She rubbed her eyes while she slowly went downstairs, wishing she could go to sleep. But the smell of her mother's delicious cooking was enough to get her body walking to the kitchen. She was starving, not that she wasn't always, but she hadn't eaten anything on the airplane, and that was a long time to go without food for a Saiyan.
"Hey Panny!" said her mother while putting food onto plates.
Pan groaned and sat down. "My name's Pan, mother," she said.
"Okay, fine, Pan, how was boarding school?" asked her mother while putting their food plates on the table and sitting down to enjoy hers.
"Id waf fuun," said Pan through a mouthful of food.
"Pun! Doon't talk wid youur mout fuul," said Gohan, also with his mouth full of food.
Videl smiled and giggled, "Saiyans."
Pan swallowed her food and asked, "What about Saiyans?"
"Oh nothing," answered Videl, "It's just they never cease to amaze me."
They continued eating. Later, during their meal, they started talking again.
"By the way, Pan, I didn't notice before but you, my little girl, you are actually wearing a skirt," said an amazed Gohan.
"And make-up," added Videl, "You've grown up since you left us!"
Pan smiled. She knew her parents would come through for her.
"Yep. I've decided to become more feminine. But don't worry daddy, I trained a lot while I was away."
"Oh good," said Gohan, "Beacause I have something to tell you. Okay, no matter how inconceivable this may seem, Vegeta has asked that you train with him."
Pan laughed out loud. She knew Vegeta hated everyone related to her grandfather. So why would he want to train her?
"Nice one dad. Did you and mom make that one up, or did you come up with that on your own?"
"No Pan, I'm serious. Vegeta has seriously asked that you train with him!" yelled Gohan.
"Okay, let's pretend for a second that Vegeta really did want me to train with him. Why would that be?" asked Pan.
"Well, Trunks is to busy with CC, and he refuses to train his little princess Bra, and Goten just refuses to train, he's too caught up in his love life, and I'm to busy with my job and raising my family. That leaves one demi-saiyan left, and that's you." Answered Gohan, as if it was the simplest thing in the world.
"Oh great, I feel loved now," said Pan sarcastically. As usual, she was the last one to be considered. She was always too young, or too weak. She was stronger than Bra, wasn't she?
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A/N- Okay, I know it was really short and stuff, but its only the first chapter, and filler really. The real stuff doesn't start until about chapter 4 or something. Neways, thanks to all my reviewers!
Kutie-Pan, Hanamaru285, Kimiko, Deidra, Atarashii Densetsu (Thanks for pointing that stuff out) and blah. Cookies to everyone! Please review again!