Disclaimer - I don't own any DBZ so please don't sue me. Oh yah and I don't
own any of the songs that Goten randomly sings in this chappie!!
***
"Why do you ask him move heaven and earth to prove his love has worth?" Goten chimed mimicking the American Idol Clay Aiken.
"Goten, that isn't funny." Trunks said.
"Yeah it is, right Pan?" Goten asked as he looked towards Pan.
"I don't find it very funny either." Pan said.
"What's up? Why are you two acting so...unusually common?" Goten asked.
"Shut up." they said in unison.
"Ouch!" Goten said as he slightly shoved his lavender haired friend.
"What's wrong guys?" Goten asked.
"I just got out of math, that's why I'm crappy." Pan said and scowled at Goten.
"Must be that time of the month...what do you think Trunks?" Goten asked earning himself another glare from Pan.
'I shouldn't have lied to Pan.' Trunks thought to himself as he got hit over the head.
"What's your problem? You've been dazed of like that for like forever!" Goten said.
"Is something wrong Trunks?" Pan asked as she looked at him intently.
Trunks started to feet a knot in his stomach. It grew and grew making him feel sick as his face started to flush.
"Hey man, you don't look so good." Goten said.
"I gotta go, I'm not feeling very good." Trunks said as he rushed down the hall.
"That was way too weird." Pan said aloud as she watched her friend run down the hall.
'How could I have lied to her?' Trunks said to himself as the knot in his stomach burst. Trunks threw up all over the hallway.
'I've made myself sick thinking about it.' Trunks said to himself as he wiped off his mouth. He threw up again, only this time it was worse, Trunks had fallen to the ground.
"Ugh..." Trunks moaned as he rolled over on his stomach in pain.
"Are you okay man?" someone asked Trunks before he fell unconscious.
'I wonder if Trunks is okay.' Pan thought to herself as she tapped her pencil on her desk.
"Ms. Son, please sop with the tapping." Mr. Burt said.
"Huh?" Pan said as she was pulled away from her thoughts. Mr. Burt then grasped her pencil.
"STOP TAPPING YOUR PENCIL!" he yelled as he threw Pan's pencil across the room, startling everyone in the classroom.
"S-sorry, Mr. Burt." Pan said as she reached under her desk to get her pencil back to retrieve another pencil. Mr. Burt just sighed in agony and walked back over to his desk.
"Pst! Hey Pan!" Someone whispered from the back of the room. Pan slowly turned towards the back of the room and saw that Goten was furiously waving his arms around in the air.
"What?" Pan whispered.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"Nothing." Pan said and turned back around to finish her schoolwork.
"Ugh..." Trunks said as he woke up in the nurses office on a hard bed. He slowly sat up and started to gather his thoughts.
'That's right, I had made myself sick thinking about Pan.' Trunks thought to himself as the school nurse approached him.
"Are you feeling okay?" the nurse asked.
"Yeah, Just a little headache, I'll be fine. Trunks said as he started to make his way out of the bed. "Now, I have to check your temperature." she said and put the thermometer in his mouth, startling him. A few moments later she pulled it out.
"Oh my! 98.6! you get to go damn!" the nurse said as she quickly shoved Trunks out.
'That was really strange.' Trunks said to himself as he walked down the hall to his class.
"Ah, Mr. Briefs, why so tardy?" Mr. Burt asked as Trunks entered the classroom.
"I wasn't feeling good...I was in the nurses office." Trunks said.
"Okay..." Mr. Burt said as Trunks took his seat in the back of the classroom next to Goten.
"Yo wassup dude?" Goten asked.
"Cut the ghetto crap." Trunks said.
"Ghetto? That ain't ghetto! This is!" Goten said as he stood on top of his dest earning attention from everyone in the class.
Goten smirked then sang: "My milkshake brings all the girls to the yard and their like its better than yours." Goten pointed to a random guy in the classroom. "DAMN RIGHT its better than yours!" Goten pointed to Mr. Burt who's face was completely red.
"I could teach you but I'd have to charge!" Goten said as he started to dance on his desk singing the chorus to milkshake again.
"Damn right its better than y-y-ahh!" Goten said as he fell off his desk earning a huge bump on his head.
"MR. GOTEN!!" Mr. Burt yelled as he pulled Goten off the ground.
"Yo! Don't touch my milkshake!" Goten said and slapped Mr. Burt's hand.
"Go to the office now!" Mr. Burt said.
"Yeah, I understand..." Goten said as he headed over to the door.
"Your just jealous because my milkshake is better than yours!" Goten yelled as he opened the door and slammed it shut.
"That's the fifth time this week..." Mr. Burt said as he walked back up to the front of the classroom.
"Okay class as I was saying..." Mr. Burt said trying to explain something. Pan quickly jotted a note down on her paper and folded it four times.
"Psst! Hey Greg! Pass this to Trunks." Pan said.
"Uhhh...okay." Greg said and passed the note to the back of the classroom.
"Trunks this is for you." Bobby said and handed the note to Trunks. Trunks quietly opened it, it read:
Trunks,
Hey why were you tense? You seemed to be uptight about something? What?
Pan
Trunks wrote a response in the note then passed it back up to the front of the classroom.
"Carson! What do you have there?" Mr. Burt asked.
"Uhh..I dunno." Carson said. Mr. Burt ripped the note out of his hands.
"Well, well, well, its for Pan. And its from...oh Trunks!" Mr. Burt said as he opened the note and read it aloud.
"Pan, I know I was acting weird earlier, but it was because I'm so in love with you, I always seem to be draw into your eyes. And your lips, that I wish I could kiss." Mr Burt stopped and waited for the classroom's response. There were kissing noises and such as both Trunks and Pan had been blushing terribly.
"Should I read on class?" Mr. Burt questioned. The students nodded.
"Pan, don't you know your the one I love? Please tell me that you love me too! I want to be your boyfriend so badly! Please tell me what your answer is. Love Trunks." Mr. Burt said.
"I DIDN'T WRITE THAT!" Trunks yelled over the hysterical class.
"Exuse me Mr. Briefs, but would you like to go join your friend in the office?" Mr. Burt asked.
"BUT I DIDN'T WRITE THAT!" Trunks yelled again as he slammed his fist into the desk putting a hole in it.
"Go to the office now!" Mr. Burt yelled. Trunks gave Mr. Burt the death glare then left the classroom.
'Oh my gosh, what was wrong with Trunks?' Pan asked herself as she watched Mr. Burt throw away the note that Trunks wrote. Pan crumbled up a piece of paper and walked over to the trash can and pulled the note out. It read:
Pan,
Hey sry I was acting that way, its nothing don't worry bout me.
Trunks.
Pan glared up at Mr. Burt, who blanky stared back. "What's your problem?" Mr. Burt asked. Pan couldn't take it anymore, no one was holding her back now. Pan stood up and approached Mr. Burt.
"Your a bastard." Pan said and smacked him across the face. Mr. Burt grabbed her by the arms.
"I always knew you were a bad kid...and now that your daddy isn't here anymore, I'm gonna beat the hell out of you!" Mr. Burt yelled and shoved Pan into the chalkboard.
"Let me go! Please! I'm sorry!" Pan yelled as the sharp pain of the eraser holder was pierced into her back. None of the students were paying attention, Pan was helpless.
"Your a little bitch." Mr. Burt whispered into her ear and threw her to the ground.
"Get to the office, if you tell one person what I did to you, you will be 'punished'" Mr. Burt said. Pan quickly left the classroom as she grabbed her lower back.
***
"Why do you ask him move heaven and earth to prove his love has worth?" Goten chimed mimicking the American Idol Clay Aiken.
"Goten, that isn't funny." Trunks said.
"Yeah it is, right Pan?" Goten asked as he looked towards Pan.
"I don't find it very funny either." Pan said.
"What's up? Why are you two acting so...unusually common?" Goten asked.
"Shut up." they said in unison.
"Ouch!" Goten said as he slightly shoved his lavender haired friend.
"What's wrong guys?" Goten asked.
"I just got out of math, that's why I'm crappy." Pan said and scowled at Goten.
"Must be that time of the month...what do you think Trunks?" Goten asked earning himself another glare from Pan.
'I shouldn't have lied to Pan.' Trunks thought to himself as he got hit over the head.
"What's your problem? You've been dazed of like that for like forever!" Goten said.
"Is something wrong Trunks?" Pan asked as she looked at him intently.
Trunks started to feet a knot in his stomach. It grew and grew making him feel sick as his face started to flush.
"Hey man, you don't look so good." Goten said.
"I gotta go, I'm not feeling very good." Trunks said as he rushed down the hall.
"That was way too weird." Pan said aloud as she watched her friend run down the hall.
'How could I have lied to her?' Trunks said to himself as the knot in his stomach burst. Trunks threw up all over the hallway.
'I've made myself sick thinking about it.' Trunks said to himself as he wiped off his mouth. He threw up again, only this time it was worse, Trunks had fallen to the ground.
"Ugh..." Trunks moaned as he rolled over on his stomach in pain.
"Are you okay man?" someone asked Trunks before he fell unconscious.
'I wonder if Trunks is okay.' Pan thought to herself as she tapped her pencil on her desk.
"Ms. Son, please sop with the tapping." Mr. Burt said.
"Huh?" Pan said as she was pulled away from her thoughts. Mr. Burt then grasped her pencil.
"STOP TAPPING YOUR PENCIL!" he yelled as he threw Pan's pencil across the room, startling everyone in the classroom.
"S-sorry, Mr. Burt." Pan said as she reached under her desk to get her pencil back to retrieve another pencil. Mr. Burt just sighed in agony and walked back over to his desk.
"Pst! Hey Pan!" Someone whispered from the back of the room. Pan slowly turned towards the back of the room and saw that Goten was furiously waving his arms around in the air.
"What?" Pan whispered.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"Nothing." Pan said and turned back around to finish her schoolwork.
"Ugh..." Trunks said as he woke up in the nurses office on a hard bed. He slowly sat up and started to gather his thoughts.
'That's right, I had made myself sick thinking about Pan.' Trunks thought to himself as the school nurse approached him.
"Are you feeling okay?" the nurse asked.
"Yeah, Just a little headache, I'll be fine. Trunks said as he started to make his way out of the bed. "Now, I have to check your temperature." she said and put the thermometer in his mouth, startling him. A few moments later she pulled it out.
"Oh my! 98.6! you get to go damn!" the nurse said as she quickly shoved Trunks out.
'That was really strange.' Trunks said to himself as he walked down the hall to his class.
"Ah, Mr. Briefs, why so tardy?" Mr. Burt asked as Trunks entered the classroom.
"I wasn't feeling good...I was in the nurses office." Trunks said.
"Okay..." Mr. Burt said as Trunks took his seat in the back of the classroom next to Goten.
"Yo wassup dude?" Goten asked.
"Cut the ghetto crap." Trunks said.
"Ghetto? That ain't ghetto! This is!" Goten said as he stood on top of his dest earning attention from everyone in the class.
Goten smirked then sang: "My milkshake brings all the girls to the yard and their like its better than yours." Goten pointed to a random guy in the classroom. "DAMN RIGHT its better than yours!" Goten pointed to Mr. Burt who's face was completely red.
"I could teach you but I'd have to charge!" Goten said as he started to dance on his desk singing the chorus to milkshake again.
"Damn right its better than y-y-ahh!" Goten said as he fell off his desk earning a huge bump on his head.
"MR. GOTEN!!" Mr. Burt yelled as he pulled Goten off the ground.
"Yo! Don't touch my milkshake!" Goten said and slapped Mr. Burt's hand.
"Go to the office now!" Mr. Burt said.
"Yeah, I understand..." Goten said as he headed over to the door.
"Your just jealous because my milkshake is better than yours!" Goten yelled as he opened the door and slammed it shut.
"That's the fifth time this week..." Mr. Burt said as he walked back up to the front of the classroom.
"Okay class as I was saying..." Mr. Burt said trying to explain something. Pan quickly jotted a note down on her paper and folded it four times.
"Psst! Hey Greg! Pass this to Trunks." Pan said.
"Uhhh...okay." Greg said and passed the note to the back of the classroom.
"Trunks this is for you." Bobby said and handed the note to Trunks. Trunks quietly opened it, it read:
Trunks,
Hey why were you tense? You seemed to be uptight about something? What?
Pan
Trunks wrote a response in the note then passed it back up to the front of the classroom.
"Carson! What do you have there?" Mr. Burt asked.
"Uhh..I dunno." Carson said. Mr. Burt ripped the note out of his hands.
"Well, well, well, its for Pan. And its from...oh Trunks!" Mr. Burt said as he opened the note and read it aloud.
"Pan, I know I was acting weird earlier, but it was because I'm so in love with you, I always seem to be draw into your eyes. And your lips, that I wish I could kiss." Mr Burt stopped and waited for the classroom's response. There were kissing noises and such as both Trunks and Pan had been blushing terribly.
"Should I read on class?" Mr. Burt questioned. The students nodded.
"Pan, don't you know your the one I love? Please tell me that you love me too! I want to be your boyfriend so badly! Please tell me what your answer is. Love Trunks." Mr. Burt said.
"I DIDN'T WRITE THAT!" Trunks yelled over the hysterical class.
"Exuse me Mr. Briefs, but would you like to go join your friend in the office?" Mr. Burt asked.
"BUT I DIDN'T WRITE THAT!" Trunks yelled again as he slammed his fist into the desk putting a hole in it.
"Go to the office now!" Mr. Burt yelled. Trunks gave Mr. Burt the death glare then left the classroom.
'Oh my gosh, what was wrong with Trunks?' Pan asked herself as she watched Mr. Burt throw away the note that Trunks wrote. Pan crumbled up a piece of paper and walked over to the trash can and pulled the note out. It read:
Pan,
Hey sry I was acting that way, its nothing don't worry bout me.
Trunks.
Pan glared up at Mr. Burt, who blanky stared back. "What's your problem?" Mr. Burt asked. Pan couldn't take it anymore, no one was holding her back now. Pan stood up and approached Mr. Burt.
"Your a bastard." Pan said and smacked him across the face. Mr. Burt grabbed her by the arms.
"I always knew you were a bad kid...and now that your daddy isn't here anymore, I'm gonna beat the hell out of you!" Mr. Burt yelled and shoved Pan into the chalkboard.
"Let me go! Please! I'm sorry!" Pan yelled as the sharp pain of the eraser holder was pierced into her back. None of the students were paying attention, Pan was helpless.
"Your a little bitch." Mr. Burt whispered into her ear and threw her to the ground.
"Get to the office, if you tell one person what I did to you, you will be 'punished'" Mr. Burt said. Pan quickly left the classroom as she grabbed her lower back.