"Are you ready?" Marron asked looking from Pan to Bra. Her face shone with
happiness. She couldn't wait!
"Ready!" the girls squealed in unison. Bra stepped forward to call forth the dragon, stepping back as the sky darkened and light erupted from the seven balls and shot into the sky.
Pan smiled. Her friends were really one of a kind. After the blast hit both fighters had been injured pretty badly. Bra had suspected Trunks to do something stupid and rushed to the location to help only to find him already laid out unconscious on the ground. Angel had been fine, for a little bit, but fell too. It was then that Pan suggested that they collect the dragon balls for a few wishes... It was her way of fixing the mess that had started. The boys were laid to rest not far from the dragon.
"Pan he's waiting..." Bra said. She pointed up to the dragon.
Nodding she stepped forwards. What should she say, no, she knew that, how should she say it. "I wish I never decided to go out with Trunks!" she called. Her first wish granted she sighed with relief. He'd have no memory of their relationship now and she was glad...he was so possessive. She just couldn't love someone like that.
Bra pushed forward suddenly. "I wish for the perfect boyfriend to be waiting for me in my room when I return home!" Everyone paused to look at her and she shrugged in return. Her wish granted she stepped back giggling with delight. Boy would she have fun! But of course there was always the choice of what to wear.
"You still have on more wish." The dragon's voice thundered in their ears.
Pan thought for a while, sure they had one more wish and she could wish for something completely off the wall but... would she really need one more wish...? No, but she knew someone who did. "Dragon...for my last wish...I...
*~*~*~*~*~*
Soft humming and the sound of ripping water lured him back from a dreamless sleep. With a small groan he opened his eyes, shielding them quickly once the sun's rays hit. "It's about time you woke up." More water was heard. When Angel's eyes finally adjusted he met Pan's cheerful gaze. "You've been asleep for a while now."
"I have?" came the drowsy reply. He said up and she let him, applying a cold towel to on a few of his wounds. "Where are we?"
"My house..." Pan answered removing the cold towel and dipping it back into the bowl. "You really had me scared, you know that right?" He looked at her. "I thought you were dead..."
He brought her into a warm embrace, taking in her scent. "No, I wouldn't leave you, not now, not ever." He felt better now, to finally be home. Around people that cared. It made him feel warm inside.
There was a knock at the door suddenly and they both turned as it was opened and their visitor stepped in. "Is he up yet? The food's ready and if he's still...oh! Am I interrupting something?" The girl grinned cheerfully.
Angel rubbed his eyes then looked again. Did his vision deceive him? Could it be? "Joanne.?" he choked, his eyes wide. Maybe he hit his head harder than he thought.
She nodded in response and rushed forward to hug him. "The one and only." She replied. She released his hug and stood straight up. She didn't look the same...she looked, older... "You look like you've seen a ghost." She giggled.
"How did this happen?" Angel mumbled more to himself than to anyone else. It was impossible. Could the dead really come back to life? Was he still dreaming? Had he finally fallen off the deep end? Maybe.
"I used the dragon balls." Pan said. "I decided to use it for you instead of wasting it." He deserved it after all.
"I thought that was just a story." It was still hard to believe, but he wasn't complaining. He couldn't be happier. To have the family he was deprived of as a child given back to him was something he always wanted.
"But there's one more thing..." Joanne noted, twirling around so that her back faced him. She yelled out something then waited. "That's not the only thing your friend here did. You've been blessed Angel." She pointed to the door and he followed her finger towards the doorway where she stood.
"Mother!" He squeaked. She leaned up against the doorframe, a mysterious smile on her face. She hadn't aged a bit. Pan did all of this just for him. There was nothing he could ever do to repay her for her kindness. "I...don't know what to say. Do you need anything? I got to pay you back somehow."
Pan waved her hand in dismissal. "You don't have to pay me back, that's what friends do for each other...but now that you mention it, I do want something." He nodded, ready to rush out to get it, whatever it was. "I want...you." He wasn't expecting that but then again who would? She pulled him close closing the gape between them with a kiss, ignoring the sound of the light switch being switched off as well as the sound of footsteps as their two visitors left the room. They were all that mattered, and that's the way she wanted it. Just the two of them, alone...
"Ready!" the girls squealed in unison. Bra stepped forward to call forth the dragon, stepping back as the sky darkened and light erupted from the seven balls and shot into the sky.
Pan smiled. Her friends were really one of a kind. After the blast hit both fighters had been injured pretty badly. Bra had suspected Trunks to do something stupid and rushed to the location to help only to find him already laid out unconscious on the ground. Angel had been fine, for a little bit, but fell too. It was then that Pan suggested that they collect the dragon balls for a few wishes... It was her way of fixing the mess that had started. The boys were laid to rest not far from the dragon.
"Pan he's waiting..." Bra said. She pointed up to the dragon.
Nodding she stepped forwards. What should she say, no, she knew that, how should she say it. "I wish I never decided to go out with Trunks!" she called. Her first wish granted she sighed with relief. He'd have no memory of their relationship now and she was glad...he was so possessive. She just couldn't love someone like that.
Bra pushed forward suddenly. "I wish for the perfect boyfriend to be waiting for me in my room when I return home!" Everyone paused to look at her and she shrugged in return. Her wish granted she stepped back giggling with delight. Boy would she have fun! But of course there was always the choice of what to wear.
"You still have on more wish." The dragon's voice thundered in their ears.
Pan thought for a while, sure they had one more wish and she could wish for something completely off the wall but... would she really need one more wish...? No, but she knew someone who did. "Dragon...for my last wish...I...
*~*~*~*~*~*
Soft humming and the sound of ripping water lured him back from a dreamless sleep. With a small groan he opened his eyes, shielding them quickly once the sun's rays hit. "It's about time you woke up." More water was heard. When Angel's eyes finally adjusted he met Pan's cheerful gaze. "You've been asleep for a while now."
"I have?" came the drowsy reply. He said up and she let him, applying a cold towel to on a few of his wounds. "Where are we?"
"My house..." Pan answered removing the cold towel and dipping it back into the bowl. "You really had me scared, you know that right?" He looked at her. "I thought you were dead..."
He brought her into a warm embrace, taking in her scent. "No, I wouldn't leave you, not now, not ever." He felt better now, to finally be home. Around people that cared. It made him feel warm inside.
There was a knock at the door suddenly and they both turned as it was opened and their visitor stepped in. "Is he up yet? The food's ready and if he's still...oh! Am I interrupting something?" The girl grinned cheerfully.
Angel rubbed his eyes then looked again. Did his vision deceive him? Could it be? "Joanne.?" he choked, his eyes wide. Maybe he hit his head harder than he thought.
She nodded in response and rushed forward to hug him. "The one and only." She replied. She released his hug and stood straight up. She didn't look the same...she looked, older... "You look like you've seen a ghost." She giggled.
"How did this happen?" Angel mumbled more to himself than to anyone else. It was impossible. Could the dead really come back to life? Was he still dreaming? Had he finally fallen off the deep end? Maybe.
"I used the dragon balls." Pan said. "I decided to use it for you instead of wasting it." He deserved it after all.
"I thought that was just a story." It was still hard to believe, but he wasn't complaining. He couldn't be happier. To have the family he was deprived of as a child given back to him was something he always wanted.
"But there's one more thing..." Joanne noted, twirling around so that her back faced him. She yelled out something then waited. "That's not the only thing your friend here did. You've been blessed Angel." She pointed to the door and he followed her finger towards the doorway where she stood.
"Mother!" He squeaked. She leaned up against the doorframe, a mysterious smile on her face. She hadn't aged a bit. Pan did all of this just for him. There was nothing he could ever do to repay her for her kindness. "I...don't know what to say. Do you need anything? I got to pay you back somehow."
Pan waved her hand in dismissal. "You don't have to pay me back, that's what friends do for each other...but now that you mention it, I do want something." He nodded, ready to rush out to get it, whatever it was. "I want...you." He wasn't expecting that but then again who would? She pulled him close closing the gape between them with a kiss, ignoring the sound of the light switch being switched off as well as the sound of footsteps as their two visitors left the room. They were all that mattered, and that's the way she wanted it. Just the two of them, alone...