Night Shadows- Chapter 12
by Tanyaneko
Disclaimer: Don't own it. How very sad.
A/N: Wow… this is really quick for me. A new chapter in little over a week! And it's a pretty long one, besides! I hope you don't all get spoiled, I just have a lot of time because of spring break. You readers are all so wonderful… I love you all. Thank you to Dark*Princess*Pan, mrchezzysnickers, Loaf of Pan, alannapurple, ?????, Saiyan Serpent, ills, Flea Son, underwater angel, Bunny, ?!?!?, Baby, Liz, Pan-chan, m-chan, jackie, and Sheylan.. This is pretty much me bringing humor back into the story before the serious big evil plot twist happens, and the return of the little voice in Trunks's head. Yippee!
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**Kami's lookout**
Dende chuckled at the scene he was watching below him. Oh, how interesting these Saiyans made his life. He broke out into a full-fledged laugh as he prepared to insert certain jealous thoughts into Trunks' mind when Mr. Popo grabbed his arm, stopping him.
The Namek turned around, confused. "Mr. Popo… why'd you do that?"
"I am very sorry Dende, but what you are about to do would be crossing the border into evil. Then you would no longer be guardian of Earth."
"Not be guardian of Earth? No more spying on the silly Saiyans?" Dende's eyes got unbelievably large and he looked horrified.
Mr. Popo nodded, and then, finding that Dende had learned his lesson, went back to tending his garden.
As soon as Mr. Popo's back was turned, Dende grumbled. "Damn him, ruining my fun."
A bolt of lighting came out of the sky and struck Mr. Popo.
Dende's eyes got even bigger and he clamped a green hand over his mouth. "Oops! I didn't mean that literally…"
As the fried Mr. Popo got back up and continued working on the flowers, Dende couldn't help but laugh. Then he remembered what Mr. Popo had told him: "I am very sorry Dende, but what you are about to do would be crossing the border into evil. Then you would no longer be guardian of Earth." Earth's green guardian gulped and stared at the sky. "I didn't mean it, I swear. I didn't think it was funny! Really!"
**Meanwhile, on Earth**
They were back in the park where the incident occurred.
Pan had her hands on her hips and was glaring at Trunks.
Obviously having inherited the pose from Vegeta, Trunks had his arms folded and was smirking at Pan.
Marron and Ubuu were off in a corner munching on sandwiches and looking very confused.
"Well, Ubuu can jump higher than Marron!" Pan argued.
"That's because Ubuu is a fighter and knows how to fly and Marron doesn't!"
"So what? That doesn't make a difference…"
"Yeah? Well, Marron looks better in a dress!"
Pan cocked an eyebrow at him. "You've seen Ubuu in a dress? I thought you were the only crossdresser here," she teased.
"That has nothing to do with anything! I'm just saying that Marron is prettier than Ubuu in a dress!"
Pan rolled her eyes. "That's because Marron is a girl."
"So what? That doesn't make a difference…" Trunks countered, mimicking Pan's earlier argument.
"Yeah, well, Ubuu makes good sandwiches!"
"Marron makes good salad."
"Speaking of sandwiches and salad…" Pan started.
Trunks nodded and turned to the two on the checkered picnic blanket. "Leave some for us, okay?"
"Relax, Trunks," Marron said calmly. "There's still five whole baskets left."
"ONLY FIVE?!?" Trunks and Pan screamed in unison, wearing equally horrified looks on their faces. "WE'LL DIE!!!"
"Don't worry Pan, sweetie," Ubuu soothed, knowing that Marron wouldn't mind and that Pan would enjoy the poorly masked jealousy on Trunks's face. "They're filled with capsules."
The two Saiyans collapsed simultaneously in relief. "Thank Dende…"
**Kami's lookout**
"I know, aren't I the greatest?" The green man beamed. Mr. Popo restrained himself from throwing a pot at Dende's head.
**Earth**
Wait, Trunks thought suddenly, did Ubuu just call MY PAN 'sweetie'? The purple haired man glared at Ubuu who was smiling innocently on the picnic blanket.
You know, the little voice in Trunks's head began, You just thought of her as 'MY PAN'…
I did not!
Did too.
Did not!
You know I'm right. Stop arguing with me.
Damn you.
Hehe.
Besides, you're jealous of Ubuu.
Am not!
And maybe even your father.
What?
Yeah… Vegeta spends all that time with her in the gravity room…
So?
Aren't you dying to know what goes on in there?
They just spar, that's all!
So that's what they call in nowadays!
Pan's not like that! Neither is my dad! Shut up…
You can't make me…
Watch me.
You're jealous of Ubuu, you're jealous of your dad, you're jealous of Goten…
I am NOT jealous of GOTEN!
Really? He lives next door to Pan…
So what? He's her uncle!
You're jealous of every guy who has ever met Pan…
I am not!
Are too!
Am not!
I'm right and you know it.
Not this again… Dende, I blame you!
"Hey Trunks…" Pan waved her hand in front of his face… "You spaced out there…"
All three of them were staring at the lavender-haired demi-saiyan oddly.
Dende, I swear…
**Kami's lookout**
Dende's eyes were now bigger than his head. "I swear I didn't do it! I am not responsible for little voices…" He looked suspiciously at Mr. Popo, who was chuckling evilly in his garden…
**Earth**
"Yeah, well, um…" Trunks started, and the argument was on again.
Ubuu rolled his eyes and Marron giggled uncontrollably. Ubuu glanced at her fondly, then transferred his gaze to Pan when he saw Trunks look their way.
He's drooling at Pan again, the evil little voice persisted.
He's not drooling.
Well, you are…
I am not!
Are too.
Am not!
Are- oof!
**Kami's lookout**
The voice was cut off as Dende punched Mr. Popo in the nose, wailing, "It's not fair! How come you get to mess with his head and I don't! You're a meanie, Mr. Popo!"
**Earth**
Hmm… the voice is gone…Trunks mused to himself. Finally…no Thanks to Dende, he thought, unknowing that the voice going away was one of the few things Dende was actually responsible for.
He tried to think up a good comeback, and coming up with nothing, said, "Marron reminds me of a swirly lollipop."
Pan blinked, phased for about a second, before snapping back with, "Well, Ubuu reminds me of a… of a…" Ubuu… Buu…Fat Buu… Fat… Marshmallow! "Well, Ubuu reminds me of a marshmallow!"
On the picnic blanket, the two looked at each other with confused eyes. "Food analogies?" Marron asked, caught between a laugh and a shudder.
Ubuu responded in exactly the same tone. "Saiyans. What else is there to say?"
The blond nodded. "Of course."
"Anyway," Pan continued, "That settles it. Ubuu is better than Marron."
"What are you talking about?" Trunks screamed. "This settles nothing! Marron is better than Ubuu!"
"Ubuu is better than Marron!"
"Marron is better than Ubuu!"
"Trunks, can we stop now?" Pan turned on him with dark pleading eyes, and he felt himself start to give in. "Please, Trunks? I'm hungry!" She wailed.
His stomach chose that moment to grumble in agreement.
"That doesn't mean this is over!"
"Of course."
As they sat down and encapsulated about enough sandwiches to cover almost 100 square feet of grass, Ubuu got up, saying he needed to take a walk. Marron followed shortly, saying she had to powder her nose. Neither really needed to make an excuse as the two demi-Saiyans were too engrossed in their eating to notice anyway.
Behind a few trees, where they couldn't be seen, Ubuu put his arms around Marron, who looked away, troubled.
"What's wrong, Marron?"
"This isn't working, Ubuu… Nothing is working…" She shook her head.
"Marron, what are you saying?"
"I'm going to have to…"
"Marron, I thought we said we weren't going to do that unless it was an emergency!"
She looked down, the shadows hiding her face so he couldn't see the expression in her eyes. He could tell she was upset, and it was confirmed when he saw her tears splashing to the leaf-covered ground.
"I'm scared, Ubuu," she sniffled. "I have to do it, I know I do, but I'm so scared…" She looked at him, the pain and tears in her eyes making him hurt.
But he had to be strong, for her. He loved her, and he had to make her believe that everything was going to work out. He couldn't stand to see her like this. "Shh… Marron, it'll be okay. You can do it, I know you can, and everything's going to be okay…"
"What if something goes wrong? What if it doesn't work? What if I have to… I have to… to-" she couldn't finish her sentence as she shook, sobbing. He just held her, and let her cry.
"Oh, Ubuu…"
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Ooh… what is Marron going to have to do? (evil freaky horror music) Dum dum dum!! Will it work?
Keep on reading, people, and find out next chapter…
Will everything end up happy?
Or will it all fall apart?
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~Tany