Just Your Average T/P
By Granny Adams
[A/N WOW!!! I was so excited when I found I had 7 reviews for my puny first chapter, YAAAAAY!!!!! I got so excited I had to post the next chapter, so here it is, and it's much longer, (the first chapter was kind of a prologue.. or just making fun of all those dreams)]
Chapter 2: Just Your Average Day in the Life
Pan woke up with a cold sweat dripping down her face. The sun was shinin' and the birds were singin'. She looked at the teddy bear that had fallen off her bed.
"That was an obvious dream to my true feelings for Trunks. Then, why am I so confused?" She told her teddy bear. She picked it up and smiled.
"PAN!" Gohan yelled, barging into her room. He looked at the teddy bear with evil red eyes of doom. "Who is that?" He asked, trying to contain the rage inside.
"It's just my teddy, Dad! No need to be over-protective!" She smiled nervously.
"Oh yeah, Teddy, is that your name? Can I have a word with *Teddy* outside?" Gohan looked like a heat lamp, about to shatter.
"Fine Daddy," She handed her father the stuffed animal.
Gohan took the bear and walked out, shutting the door rather loudly behind him.
Pan heard a loud rip and a crash.
"YOU STAY AWAY FROM MY BABY GIRL!"
Pan sighed, rolling her eyes. Sure her father could be overprotective, but this was way too far.
Gohan re-entered the room with a patch of fluff on his shirt. "Teddy had to leave," Gohan looked back into the hall, "And he isn't ever coming back," He added.
"But-" Pan started.
"No buts about it! You can't date until you are the same age as me!" He roared, glasses popping off and shattering on the carpet."
"BUT-"
"You know the rules!" He picked up his broken glasses and left.
Pan sighed again.
"I guess I'll find solice in my shallow friends who will drag me into the mall and try to buy me a new personality more fitting to theirs." Pan mumbled, throwing on some jeans, a t-shirt, and the traditional orange bandana.
Pan grabbed up her knapsack and flew out the window, and quickly said hello to Goten, who was flirting with car.
~*~
In a matter of 2 minutes 45 seconds, Pan landed at the Briefs' residence. She invited herself in, and passed by Vegeta who was complaining about his pink shirt. She didn't think for a minute Vegeta was gay, or ever would be gay. He just liked his pink shirt. Pan went up the stairs and went in to Bra's room. The door was wide open and inside, Bra was staring intensely at the mirror.
"Hey Bra," Pan said, dropping her stuff and sitting on her bed.
"Hi Pan," Bra said, and then returning to her face.
Silence
"Uh Narcissus? Isn't it time to do something really lame, like tell me my clothes suck and that I need a makeover?"
"Not now, Pan, can't you see I'm busy??"
"With what?? Examining the perfect shape of your nose, or the quality of your skin??!"
"No! I think I might have a gray hair!" Bra screeched, yanking at her hair. A tear ran down her face, and then she starting bawling.
Pan, got up and tried to comfort her, "No, Bra, you're hair is very.. blue.. Like it always is."
Bra sniffed, "You mean it?"
Pan nodded her head, "Yes, now maybe calling Marron over will take your mind off this 'crisis'?"
Bra stood up, talking a deep breath. She reached for her pink cordless phone, and speedily punched in Marron's number. She had a quick conversation, and hung up. Pan tapped her foot, waiting for Marron. Marron, soon, barged in with her arms exploding with makeup.
Pan rolled her eyes, as they slathered on the lipstick, rouge, etc. until she Pan looked like a porcelain doll.
Bra and Marron were giggling, and having a good ole' time.
"Bra, any boy would go for Pan after our magical, and popular, touch! I mean, it's not like any guy *actually* cares about the person under all the Max Factor!" Marron said, while applying Pan's eyeliner.
"Word" Bra responded, tweezing Pan's eyebrows.
By Granny Adams
[A/N WOW!!! I was so excited when I found I had 7 reviews for my puny first chapter, YAAAAAY!!!!! I got so excited I had to post the next chapter, so here it is, and it's much longer, (the first chapter was kind of a prologue.. or just making fun of all those dreams)]
Chapter 2: Just Your Average Day in the Life
Pan woke up with a cold sweat dripping down her face. The sun was shinin' and the birds were singin'. She looked at the teddy bear that had fallen off her bed.
"That was an obvious dream to my true feelings for Trunks. Then, why am I so confused?" She told her teddy bear. She picked it up and smiled.
"PAN!" Gohan yelled, barging into her room. He looked at the teddy bear with evil red eyes of doom. "Who is that?" He asked, trying to contain the rage inside.
"It's just my teddy, Dad! No need to be over-protective!" She smiled nervously.
"Oh yeah, Teddy, is that your name? Can I have a word with *Teddy* outside?" Gohan looked like a heat lamp, about to shatter.
"Fine Daddy," She handed her father the stuffed animal.
Gohan took the bear and walked out, shutting the door rather loudly behind him.
Pan heard a loud rip and a crash.
"YOU STAY AWAY FROM MY BABY GIRL!"
Pan sighed, rolling her eyes. Sure her father could be overprotective, but this was way too far.
Gohan re-entered the room with a patch of fluff on his shirt. "Teddy had to leave," Gohan looked back into the hall, "And he isn't ever coming back," He added.
"But-" Pan started.
"No buts about it! You can't date until you are the same age as me!" He roared, glasses popping off and shattering on the carpet."
"BUT-"
"You know the rules!" He picked up his broken glasses and left.
Pan sighed again.
"I guess I'll find solice in my shallow friends who will drag me into the mall and try to buy me a new personality more fitting to theirs." Pan mumbled, throwing on some jeans, a t-shirt, and the traditional orange bandana.
Pan grabbed up her knapsack and flew out the window, and quickly said hello to Goten, who was flirting with car.
~*~
In a matter of 2 minutes 45 seconds, Pan landed at the Briefs' residence. She invited herself in, and passed by Vegeta who was complaining about his pink shirt. She didn't think for a minute Vegeta was gay, or ever would be gay. He just liked his pink shirt. Pan went up the stairs and went in to Bra's room. The door was wide open and inside, Bra was staring intensely at the mirror.
"Hey Bra," Pan said, dropping her stuff and sitting on her bed.
"Hi Pan," Bra said, and then returning to her face.
Silence
"Uh Narcissus? Isn't it time to do something really lame, like tell me my clothes suck and that I need a makeover?"
"Not now, Pan, can't you see I'm busy??"
"With what?? Examining the perfect shape of your nose, or the quality of your skin??!"
"No! I think I might have a gray hair!" Bra screeched, yanking at her hair. A tear ran down her face, and then she starting bawling.
Pan, got up and tried to comfort her, "No, Bra, you're hair is very.. blue.. Like it always is."
Bra sniffed, "You mean it?"
Pan nodded her head, "Yes, now maybe calling Marron over will take your mind off this 'crisis'?"
Bra stood up, talking a deep breath. She reached for her pink cordless phone, and speedily punched in Marron's number. She had a quick conversation, and hung up. Pan tapped her foot, waiting for Marron. Marron, soon, barged in with her arms exploding with makeup.
Pan rolled her eyes, as they slathered on the lipstick, rouge, etc. until she Pan looked like a porcelain doll.
Bra and Marron were giggling, and having a good ole' time.
"Bra, any boy would go for Pan after our magical, and popular, touch! I mean, it's not like any guy *actually* cares about the person under all the Max Factor!" Marron said, while applying Pan's eyeliner.
"Word" Bra responded, tweezing Pan's eyebrows.
