Pan rubbed her head and whipped around and looked at her surrondings. Now
where the hell were they? Scratch that. Now where was SHE? And where the
hell was Trunks?
This was just dandy. God knows where she is. And she was alone to make things worse. This was exactly what she needed. Things couldn't possibly get any worse.
And as soon as she said it, what happened? Of something happened, something always happens when the character thinks that. Why would this story be any different? So yeah anyways, what happened? Oh yeah, a tiny little mouse creeped up to her and rubbed against her. Sounds deadly huh?
"What?" Pan looked down and noticed the small little rodent, "Aww. . .how cute a mouse!" She reached down and began to stroke the little mouse.
Suddenly the mouse began to jump up and down frantically. Pan looked at it confused, "What's wrong little mouse?"
The mouse danced back and forth, twirling and spinning in cirles. It did little dances and moved constantly. Pan tilted her head in confusion. And then she laughed and began clapping, "You're a very good dancer, Mr. Mouse."
When Pan said that the mouse began to look even more annoyed. What the heck was up with this mouse? Now that she thought about it, maybe the mouse knew where they were.
"Mr. Mouse. . .um. . .do you think you write? Maybe with your tail or something?" Pan felt dumb talking to a mouse. Even worse she felt like some girl out of a fairytale or something.
'Mr. Mouse' then jumped up and down and quickly and gently grabbed hold of his tail and began to write in the sand or dirt or whatever this stuff they were sitting in was.
Pan watched carefully as the mouse wrote. It had very good penmenship. But wait, mice couldn't write let alone understand English. The mouse nibbled Pan's fingers to get her attention, because it had finished writing and wanted Pan to read what it had wrote.
On the ground it read: Pan! Its me! Trunks! Help!
"Trunks!!!" Pan shouted in surprise and the mouse just nodded and began again moving frantically.
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The four of them looked in amazement as they gazed upon the city. It was gone. Completely destroyed. How could it be gone already? It hadn't even been half an hour.
This was impossible. Who ever destroyed all this would have to be extremely powerful. Even more powerful than Goku. . .
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Pan stared hard at the little mouse in front of her, the mouse who claimed to be Trunks. How in the world could this out of all things happen?
"How'd it happen, "Trunks"?" She said her voice full of doubt.
"Trunks" took his tail and began writing something else. He finished it quickly and then look up at Pan with his big brown mousey (nice word, huh?) eyes.
Pan read it quickly. It said: I don't know. It just happened. When I woke up I found myself like this.
Pan rolled her eyes, "Great. Just great. Trunks is a mouse. We have no clue where the fuck we are. Things can't get any worse." And she was right. Things couldn't get any worse for one reason, I ran out of good and orginal ideas so yeah, Pan sat there on the ground next to Trunks.
She slowly began to cry. She had never cried ever in front of Trunks, but she couldn't help it. Nothing like this had ever happened to her before. She had always had her grandpa to guide her along the way, but he wasn't here any more.
Trunks did his best to make her feel better. He crawled into her lap and rubbed against her to try and make her feel better. He had never seen Pan like this and it worried him.
He looked up at her and noticed that Pan's eyes had turned a gold tone. She looked like she wasn't there. Trunks just gazed at her. What was happening now?
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Tama and Mistu had just finished destroying their fifth city. They had never thought that creating worldwide chaos would be so damn easy. Earth definitly was the most pathetic planet by far.
Tama began doing cartwheels on a rail that had fallen from one of the many buildings they crushed. Mistu rolled his eyes and sat down on a piece of debris and began shooting ki blasts randomly.
Suddenly Tama stopped mid-way in her cartwheel and fell over. Mistu laughed at her. It wasn't often that his "dear" sister would screw up.
But then Mistu realized something Tama wasn't yelling at him for laughing or doing anything at all. He stared at her and noticed that her eyes were a golden color.
"Tama, you there?"
Tama just lay on the ground and then suddenly began to twitch. She rolled over and got up and then went into a fighting stance when she saw Mistu.
"Who the fuck are you?" Tama shouted in Pan's voice. Tama examined herself, "Who the fuck am I?"
"Shit," Mitsu muttered under his breath, "Tama." He began shouting, "Tama come back!"
"Tama" slapped Mistu over the head, "What are you talking about you dumb ass? I'm Pan, you moron."
"Dandy. . ." Mistu said wandering around and circles, "Just fucking dandy." Well this was great. He couldn't hurt Pan because if he did his sister would be hurt. Kami, things never went the bad guy's way for long.
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Trunks scrambled over Pan, trying to wake her up. He was very cautious as to not touch her any where that would result in him getting slapped.
Suddenly Pan immediately woke up. She looked around frantically. Her ebony eyes went big and she clenched her fists before screaming in a high pitched voice.
Well there ya go. I'm real sorry that took so long, but I ran out of ideas and then I just couldn't focus and more issues on top of everything, and that always makes everything more difficult. So anyways, I don't own Dragonball/Z/GT, you people know the drill by now.
fanficfreak89: No problem! Anytime your confused, I'm always happy to unconfuse, since I know I can confuse even easier.
Majin Trunks: Thanks for the great idea. I'm gonna use it probably starting next chapter.
SSJ5Tigger: Yeah, I know it's the biggest pain in the ass. And yeah I ramble too, but I find it fun 'cos for some reason it always seems to piss off the preppy people (no offense to any of my readers if you happen to be preppy).
Ladybugg: Yeah like I said to fanficfreak89, no problem. I'm glad to help you guys out.
Keikos Angel: Thanks!
This was just dandy. God knows where she is. And she was alone to make things worse. This was exactly what she needed. Things couldn't possibly get any worse.
And as soon as she said it, what happened? Of something happened, something always happens when the character thinks that. Why would this story be any different? So yeah anyways, what happened? Oh yeah, a tiny little mouse creeped up to her and rubbed against her. Sounds deadly huh?
"What?" Pan looked down and noticed the small little rodent, "Aww. . .how cute a mouse!" She reached down and began to stroke the little mouse.
Suddenly the mouse began to jump up and down frantically. Pan looked at it confused, "What's wrong little mouse?"
The mouse danced back and forth, twirling and spinning in cirles. It did little dances and moved constantly. Pan tilted her head in confusion. And then she laughed and began clapping, "You're a very good dancer, Mr. Mouse."
When Pan said that the mouse began to look even more annoyed. What the heck was up with this mouse? Now that she thought about it, maybe the mouse knew where they were.
"Mr. Mouse. . .um. . .do you think you write? Maybe with your tail or something?" Pan felt dumb talking to a mouse. Even worse she felt like some girl out of a fairytale or something.
'Mr. Mouse' then jumped up and down and quickly and gently grabbed hold of his tail and began to write in the sand or dirt or whatever this stuff they were sitting in was.
Pan watched carefully as the mouse wrote. It had very good penmenship. But wait, mice couldn't write let alone understand English. The mouse nibbled Pan's fingers to get her attention, because it had finished writing and wanted Pan to read what it had wrote.
On the ground it read: Pan! Its me! Trunks! Help!
"Trunks!!!" Pan shouted in surprise and the mouse just nodded and began again moving frantically.
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The four of them looked in amazement as they gazed upon the city. It was gone. Completely destroyed. How could it be gone already? It hadn't even been half an hour.
This was impossible. Who ever destroyed all this would have to be extremely powerful. Even more powerful than Goku. . .
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Pan stared hard at the little mouse in front of her, the mouse who claimed to be Trunks. How in the world could this out of all things happen?
"How'd it happen, "Trunks"?" She said her voice full of doubt.
"Trunks" took his tail and began writing something else. He finished it quickly and then look up at Pan with his big brown mousey (nice word, huh?) eyes.
Pan read it quickly. It said: I don't know. It just happened. When I woke up I found myself like this.
Pan rolled her eyes, "Great. Just great. Trunks is a mouse. We have no clue where the fuck we are. Things can't get any worse." And she was right. Things couldn't get any worse for one reason, I ran out of good and orginal ideas so yeah, Pan sat there on the ground next to Trunks.
She slowly began to cry. She had never cried ever in front of Trunks, but she couldn't help it. Nothing like this had ever happened to her before. She had always had her grandpa to guide her along the way, but he wasn't here any more.
Trunks did his best to make her feel better. He crawled into her lap and rubbed against her to try and make her feel better. He had never seen Pan like this and it worried him.
He looked up at her and noticed that Pan's eyes had turned a gold tone. She looked like she wasn't there. Trunks just gazed at her. What was happening now?
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Tama and Mistu had just finished destroying their fifth city. They had never thought that creating worldwide chaos would be so damn easy. Earth definitly was the most pathetic planet by far.
Tama began doing cartwheels on a rail that had fallen from one of the many buildings they crushed. Mistu rolled his eyes and sat down on a piece of debris and began shooting ki blasts randomly.
Suddenly Tama stopped mid-way in her cartwheel and fell over. Mistu laughed at her. It wasn't often that his "dear" sister would screw up.
But then Mistu realized something Tama wasn't yelling at him for laughing or doing anything at all. He stared at her and noticed that her eyes were a golden color.
"Tama, you there?"
Tama just lay on the ground and then suddenly began to twitch. She rolled over and got up and then went into a fighting stance when she saw Mistu.
"Who the fuck are you?" Tama shouted in Pan's voice. Tama examined herself, "Who the fuck am I?"
"Shit," Mitsu muttered under his breath, "Tama." He began shouting, "Tama come back!"
"Tama" slapped Mistu over the head, "What are you talking about you dumb ass? I'm Pan, you moron."
"Dandy. . ." Mistu said wandering around and circles, "Just fucking dandy." Well this was great. He couldn't hurt Pan because if he did his sister would be hurt. Kami, things never went the bad guy's way for long.
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Trunks scrambled over Pan, trying to wake her up. He was very cautious as to not touch her any where that would result in him getting slapped.
Suddenly Pan immediately woke up. She looked around frantically. Her ebony eyes went big and she clenched her fists before screaming in a high pitched voice.
Well there ya go. I'm real sorry that took so long, but I ran out of ideas and then I just couldn't focus and more issues on top of everything, and that always makes everything more difficult. So anyways, I don't own Dragonball/Z/GT, you people know the drill by now.
fanficfreak89: No problem! Anytime your confused, I'm always happy to unconfuse, since I know I can confuse even easier.
Majin Trunks: Thanks for the great idea. I'm gonna use it probably starting next chapter.
SSJ5Tigger: Yeah, I know it's the biggest pain in the ass. And yeah I ramble too, but I find it fun 'cos for some reason it always seems to piss off the preppy people (no offense to any of my readers if you happen to be preppy).
Ladybugg: Yeah like I said to fanficfreak89, no problem. I'm glad to help you guys out.
Keikos Angel: Thanks!