Lusting and Loathing
Hi, this is my first fic so enjoy.
Disclaimer: I own nothing!!!
Chapter One
"Trunks!"
"Hey Goten, what's up?"
"Not much, Marron was asking about you."
"Of course she was."
"Where were you yesterday?"
"Home, dad made me train."
"Oh, hey remember I told you about my niece who lives in Canada?"
"Yeah, what about her?"
"She's moving back out her! So you'll get to meet her and everyone else can see her again."
"Isn't that the one spent like three years in Juvenile Hall for breaking a security guard's nose?"
"Yep, that's Pan."
"Pan make sure your packed for tomorrow morning!"
Pan nodded slightly as she her glove-clad hands pounded at the red punching bag hanging in front of her.
"Yah Becky I know, I already am packed."
A middle-aged red-headed woman looked up in surprise.
"Already? Wow, you must be excited."
Pan stopped attacking the defenseless sac.
"Oh yeah, remind me again why I'm going back to live with my parents who sent me out her to live with you?"
A frustrated sigh escaped the woman's lips.
"Your parents though it would be better for you to live out here with me, away from all the hussel and bussel!"
"They didn't have to send me to another continent!"
"Oh Pan, you know your parents love you! You were just difficult to deal with. That's all."
Pan rolled her eyes and began punching again.
"So what am I know, a fucking teddy bear?"
"Hey, watch your language young lady. Girls your age shouldn't b swearing!"
"I'm sixteen! If I can drive I can swear!"
Pan pulled of her gloves and took a cigarette from her jean pocket and put it in her mouth.
"You may be able to drive but there will be no smoking in this house!"
Becky snapped as she swiped the cigarette from Pans mouth and threw it in the small metal garbage can at her feet.
"Oh my god! I can't wait till tomorrow morning!"
Pan seethed through clenched teeth.
"When does my plane leave anyway?"
Becky's eyes widened with grief.
"Pan, we have been through this a million times. Your plane leaves at 7:30am, you are flight 638 and seat 17B please don't forget!"
"Chill, I'll have the ticket with me! It's all written right there. And you've actually only told me 29 times."
O my god! Pan smokes?!?! I know it's a stretch, but I hope you like it anyway. And its insanely short but I just wanted to introduce you to the characters and there situations. Please review! I will update soon!
Bye!
Mordachaigurl
Hi, this is my first fic so enjoy.
Disclaimer: I own nothing!!!
Chapter One
"Trunks!"
"Hey Goten, what's up?"
"Not much, Marron was asking about you."
"Of course she was."
"Where were you yesterday?"
"Home, dad made me train."
"Oh, hey remember I told you about my niece who lives in Canada?"
"Yeah, what about her?"
"She's moving back out her! So you'll get to meet her and everyone else can see her again."
"Isn't that the one spent like three years in Juvenile Hall for breaking a security guard's nose?"
"Yep, that's Pan."
"Pan make sure your packed for tomorrow morning!"
Pan nodded slightly as she her glove-clad hands pounded at the red punching bag hanging in front of her.
"Yah Becky I know, I already am packed."
A middle-aged red-headed woman looked up in surprise.
"Already? Wow, you must be excited."
Pan stopped attacking the defenseless sac.
"Oh yeah, remind me again why I'm going back to live with my parents who sent me out her to live with you?"
A frustrated sigh escaped the woman's lips.
"Your parents though it would be better for you to live out here with me, away from all the hussel and bussel!"
"They didn't have to send me to another continent!"
"Oh Pan, you know your parents love you! You were just difficult to deal with. That's all."
Pan rolled her eyes and began punching again.
"So what am I know, a fucking teddy bear?"
"Hey, watch your language young lady. Girls your age shouldn't b swearing!"
"I'm sixteen! If I can drive I can swear!"
Pan pulled of her gloves and took a cigarette from her jean pocket and put it in her mouth.
"You may be able to drive but there will be no smoking in this house!"
Becky snapped as she swiped the cigarette from Pans mouth and threw it in the small metal garbage can at her feet.
"Oh my god! I can't wait till tomorrow morning!"
Pan seethed through clenched teeth.
"When does my plane leave anyway?"
Becky's eyes widened with grief.
"Pan, we have been through this a million times. Your plane leaves at 7:30am, you are flight 638 and seat 17B please don't forget!"
"Chill, I'll have the ticket with me! It's all written right there. And you've actually only told me 29 times."
O my god! Pan smokes?!?! I know it's a stretch, but I hope you like it anyway. And its insanely short but I just wanted to introduce you to the characters and there situations. Please review! I will update soon!
Bye!
Mordachaigurl