Disclaimer: I don't own any characters!! For Bob's sake! stop harassing me!!!
Author's Note: I'm back!!!! and i have exams next week! Nooooooooooooooo! meh, what ya gonna do eh? Anyway, here's da next chapter...hehehe excellent.....
P.S Thanks for the reviews! My ego is alot bigger! lolz
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Pan sighed and glared at her reflection in the mirror. She brushed a curly strand of hair away from her face, and sighed again. Goten walked into her room. 'Hey princess r ya ready yet?' he teased. Pan turned around, jumping out of her chair and attempted to punch him in the jaw. Goten held her fist in his hand. 'Geez, someone's a bit testy today, whats wrong?' Pan's anger flared. 'What's wrong?! Other than the fact I've been arranged to marry someone, am forced to like them, dolled up and put in a dress!!! NOTHING!!!' she yelled and sunk back into her stool, which was situated infront of the vanity mirror.
Goten sighed and knelt beside her. 'Well, if it means anything to you, you look beautiful, and it's not my fault mum and dad arranged it' he defended. Pan sighed and stood up, again, brushing the annoying curly strand of hair, constantly straying infront of her face. 'You're right...' she mummbled. She checked herself over once more. The mocha silk dress held up just above her chest and fitted her up till the calves, to which it flared out.
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Trunks sat on his bed staring at the floor. Bra burst through the door 'KNOCK KNOCK!!!!!' she yelled. Trunks looked up in surprise before it turning into a look of annoyance. 'Yes? Can I help you?' he asked, coldly. Bra looked confused, which quickly turned into an expression of anger. 'Who jumped up your anus? Anyway, dad wants you to come down for dinner. Goten and his sister will be here soon...and brush your teeth!' she snapped before leaving the room. Trunk got off the bed and muttered stubbornly under his breath 'I already brushed my teeth' as he trudged towards the bathroom.
Vegeta sat in his chair and drummed his fingers impatiently on the table. Bulma exited the kitchen full smiles and was greeted by her husband with a grunt. 'Where are they? They were supposed to be here 5 minutes ago!' he demanded. No sooner said, Goten entered the room with a very different, sophisticated looking Pan trailing behind him. Goten bowed infront of Vegeta and beconned Pan to do the same. She reluctantly and very carefully did a little bow and stood up before her dress ripped. A scream echoed through the large, open room. A small blue-haired girl ran up to her. 'Hi I'm Bra and I absoloutely love your dress!' she said in one breath that hardly understandable. Pan gave a nervous laugh before Bulma ushered them into the dining room.
Pan entered the large dining room and was seated next to Goten. It took only 1 guess to get who sat across from her. At that moment Trunks strode into the room. 'It's about bloody time! Sit down brat' Vegeta snapped, obviously aggitated because they weren't stuffing their faces at the present moment. Trunks sat down in the only seat spare, which was situated across from Pan.
Silence fell upon the table, and the tension grew thick. Unlike the breafast before, this was extremely tense now that their relationship had completely changed. Soon the food came out and everyone was eating. Pan and Trunks both sighed with relief.
After the meal, Bulma took Goten and Pan for a tour of the castle. Along the way, Pan was yanked into a corner. Before she could protest, someone's hand covered her mouth and shushed her. She looked up into cool, calm blue eyes. She narrowed her own brown eyes and bit into his hand. He yelped, and stopped her before she ran away.
'I hate this just as much as you do-' 'Gee, thanks!' she argued with distaste. Trunks sighed and started again. 'What I meant was i don't want this marraige either, but i don't have much of a choice, so I'll make you a deal. If i get married, I get the throne, which is what i want, otherwise Bra get's it. So I'll get what I want, you can have anything you ever want, jewelery, clothes, servants, training rooms, anything!' Pan thought about his offer. 'I'll consider it, alright?' Pan heard Goten call for her, and she escaped from Trunks' grip and went after Goten.
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Sorry dats all i could come up wif over the last week x.x
I have a severe case of writer's block. kekekeke
anywayz, Next year should be easier, I'M OFF TO JAPAN!!! booyagachaga!!!
Anyway, my co-ordinator's a lil sh*t f*cker! Racist lil sh*t. Sorry about the swearing, i was always taught to express myself!!!!
Better then flashing, neh?
P.S: wish me luck on my maths exam, x.x i'm gonna fail! Just like i did in Health! kekekeke =^.^=
Author's Note: I'm back!!!! and i have exams next week! Nooooooooooooooo! meh, what ya gonna do eh? Anyway, here's da next chapter...hehehe excellent.....
P.S Thanks for the reviews! My ego is alot bigger! lolz
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Pan sighed and glared at her reflection in the mirror. She brushed a curly strand of hair away from her face, and sighed again. Goten walked into her room. 'Hey princess r ya ready yet?' he teased. Pan turned around, jumping out of her chair and attempted to punch him in the jaw. Goten held her fist in his hand. 'Geez, someone's a bit testy today, whats wrong?' Pan's anger flared. 'What's wrong?! Other than the fact I've been arranged to marry someone, am forced to like them, dolled up and put in a dress!!! NOTHING!!!' she yelled and sunk back into her stool, which was situated infront of the vanity mirror.
Goten sighed and knelt beside her. 'Well, if it means anything to you, you look beautiful, and it's not my fault mum and dad arranged it' he defended. Pan sighed and stood up, again, brushing the annoying curly strand of hair, constantly straying infront of her face. 'You're right...' she mummbled. She checked herself over once more. The mocha silk dress held up just above her chest and fitted her up till the calves, to which it flared out.
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Trunks sat on his bed staring at the floor. Bra burst through the door 'KNOCK KNOCK!!!!!' she yelled. Trunks looked up in surprise before it turning into a look of annoyance. 'Yes? Can I help you?' he asked, coldly. Bra looked confused, which quickly turned into an expression of anger. 'Who jumped up your anus? Anyway, dad wants you to come down for dinner. Goten and his sister will be here soon...and brush your teeth!' she snapped before leaving the room. Trunk got off the bed and muttered stubbornly under his breath 'I already brushed my teeth' as he trudged towards the bathroom.
Vegeta sat in his chair and drummed his fingers impatiently on the table. Bulma exited the kitchen full smiles and was greeted by her husband with a grunt. 'Where are they? They were supposed to be here 5 minutes ago!' he demanded. No sooner said, Goten entered the room with a very different, sophisticated looking Pan trailing behind him. Goten bowed infront of Vegeta and beconned Pan to do the same. She reluctantly and very carefully did a little bow and stood up before her dress ripped. A scream echoed through the large, open room. A small blue-haired girl ran up to her. 'Hi I'm Bra and I absoloutely love your dress!' she said in one breath that hardly understandable. Pan gave a nervous laugh before Bulma ushered them into the dining room.
Pan entered the large dining room and was seated next to Goten. It took only 1 guess to get who sat across from her. At that moment Trunks strode into the room. 'It's about bloody time! Sit down brat' Vegeta snapped, obviously aggitated because they weren't stuffing their faces at the present moment. Trunks sat down in the only seat spare, which was situated across from Pan.
Silence fell upon the table, and the tension grew thick. Unlike the breafast before, this was extremely tense now that their relationship had completely changed. Soon the food came out and everyone was eating. Pan and Trunks both sighed with relief.
After the meal, Bulma took Goten and Pan for a tour of the castle. Along the way, Pan was yanked into a corner. Before she could protest, someone's hand covered her mouth and shushed her. She looked up into cool, calm blue eyes. She narrowed her own brown eyes and bit into his hand. He yelped, and stopped her before she ran away.
'I hate this just as much as you do-' 'Gee, thanks!' she argued with distaste. Trunks sighed and started again. 'What I meant was i don't want this marraige either, but i don't have much of a choice, so I'll make you a deal. If i get married, I get the throne, which is what i want, otherwise Bra get's it. So I'll get what I want, you can have anything you ever want, jewelery, clothes, servants, training rooms, anything!' Pan thought about his offer. 'I'll consider it, alright?' Pan heard Goten call for her, and she escaped from Trunks' grip and went after Goten.
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Sorry dats all i could come up wif over the last week x.x
I have a severe case of writer's block. kekekeke
anywayz, Next year should be easier, I'M OFF TO JAPAN!!! booyagachaga!!!
Anyway, my co-ordinator's a lil sh*t f*cker! Racist lil sh*t. Sorry about the swearing, i was always taught to express myself!!!!
Better then flashing, neh?
P.S: wish me luck on my maths exam, x.x i'm gonna fail! Just like i did in Health! kekekeke =^.^=