Help!

Chapters 11-15

"Trunks, you're hurting me!" The little girl, Pan, gasped out. Mirai immediately stopped.

"Are you okay? No one's tried to kill you, right?" He asked, obviously worried about the young girl.

"Dude, why you so worried about her?" Krillen asked, just getting over his laughing fit; the look on 18's face one of disgust.

"It's her grandmother that's got me so scared. If anything happened to Pan, I'd be the one to pay," he explained.

"So, basically, her grandma's got you whipped," Yamcha spoke up, joining in on the conversation.

"You could say that," Mirai chuckled.

"That's got to be one strong woman. That or one crazy one," Vegeta spoke up.

"Yeah, very scary lady," Mirai added, shuddering at the thought of Son Chichi's frying pan. Speaking of which. "Where's Son Chichi's frying pan?" He asked.

"He killed it," she answered, and pointing to her husband, with a glare that scared even Vegeta on her face.

"WHAT?" Mirai, and for that fact, everyone who had not seen that pan break, yelled at once in a loud voice.

"It broke?" Pan asked, amazed.

"Is it just me, or is Chichi even scarier without the frying pan?" Yamcha asked, quietly.

"Yeah, I think she is," Mirai answered. The others in that little group: Vegeta, Goten, Krillen, Marron, and Pan nodded in agreement.

"Hey, where's C Trunks?" Gohan asked, not wanting to know the answer.

"The answer is, out to ruin your life!" Dende chuckled from the Lookout.

"Dende, you do know that he'll kill you," Mr. Popo spoke up.

"No, I'll just blame it on her," Dende answered, pointing to the authoress. "Or, maybe not," Dende added, wanting to have the last word. Mr. Popo looked at Dende, who was apparently talking to himself, because he'd, Mr. Popo for the bakas, had not heard a word spoken, other than himself and the young Namekian God of course.

"Mom, Videl, you guys think you could let me go now!" Gohan yelled after he'd been stuck in the tug-of-war-game-that-stopped-right-in-the-middle for well over an hour.

"Oh, sorry Gohan," both told him, letting go; he landed not so gracefully on the ground. "Okay, that hurt," he complained. He noticed out of the corner of his eye Goten and Marron sneaking of, while the other little, Pan, was busy keeping everyone's attention away from the chibis.

"Trunks, I miss my daddy," she said softly.

"Her mom died when she was born, and her dad died shortly before we came here. My mother, her grandmother, and I have been taking care of her, but, she really was attached to her father. They'd spend a ton of time together. I guess he did that so when he'd die, she'd have something to remember him by," Mirai explained.

"Awe, so sad," a voice said, Everyone looked to see who had said it. It was Vegeta, with tears running down his face, who immediately blushed, than ran inside due to embarrassment.

"Vegeta. Was. Crying. Never thought I'd see that," Goku joked, surprised.

"That was weird," Krillen added. Suddenly, loud snores drifted over the group. Every one looked to see where it'd come from. It was a couple of the students.

"Oh, opps," Goku said giving the Son Scratch and Grin.

"Why don't you take these guys up to the guestrooms," Bulma ordered. Everyone but the weakest, i.e. Bulma, Chichi, Videl, Pan, and 18 started to carry the people inside.

"In actuality, 18 and Pan could have helped, but 18 didn't want to, and Pan had no desires to show off how strong she was just yet," Dende from the Lookout said. Mr. Popo looked over at the young God, then pulled out a cell phone and began to punch a number into it.

"Now what do we do?" Goku asked.

"I have no idea," Gohan answered. Nods of agreement came around the room.

"I'm bored tou-" Pan began, clamping a hand on her mouth. Everyone but Mirai looked at her quizzically. Mirai just looked terrified.

"No, you don't know what you just did!" Mirai yelled.

"Were you about to say tousan?" Gohan asked, getting eye level with the young girl.

"Yes," she said, looking down.

"Who's your tousan?" Bulma asked, curious, like everyone else in the room.

"Trunks? Help me," the little girl said to the older guy.

"What would your grandmother want you to do?" He asked.

"I don't know!" She wailed.

"Pan, why don't you and I step outside for a minute," Gohan suggested, curious and suspicious.

"O, ok, okay," she sniffled. Taking her hand, the two walked outside.

The two left, leaving the room in an almost silence. The noises to be heard were Vegeta in the GR and Mirai sobbing, afraid of the Son woman known as Chichi.

"What just happened?" Videl asked, amazed.

"No idea," Chichi stated. The two turned to look at each other.

"So, you're Videl," Chichi said, eyes narrowing.

"Yeah, that's my name," Videl answered coolly.

"Do you like my son?" Chichi asked, suspicious.

"Only as friend," Videl answered.

"My son's not good enough to be your man. What the fuck's with that bitch?" Chichi yelled. Everyone stared at her. She was majorly out of character now.

"Uh, Chi, I think you need to calm down," Goku told his wife nervously.

"Shut up you lowlife! You are such an idiot! Why don't you keep the hell out of my business? I'M SURPRISED YOU EVEN KNOW MY AND YOUR SONS' NAMES! DENDE KNOWS YOUR GONE ALL THE TIME! WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU SPENT A WHOLE DAY WITH YOUR FAMILY WITHOUT TRAINING OR ANY OF THE OTHER SHIT YOUR ALWAYS DOING! WELL FUCK YOU, GOKU! I WANT A DIVORCE!" Chichi yelled. She was tired, cranky, and had wanted to voice her opinions for a while.

Goku, as was everyone else in the room, stood silent. Not only were his ears ringing in pain, but his wife's words in his head. She collapsed; her energy spent. Yamcha ad Krillen took Chichi away to one of the bedrooms in Capsule Corp. After a few hours, Goku finally said something.

"She wants to get a divorce," he said quietly to himself. "Why?"

The others in the room: Bulma, Krillen, 18, Master Roshi, Mirai, Yamcha, Tien, Launch, Choatzu, the Ox King, Videl, Piccolo, Puar, Oolong, and Vegeta, had been shocked by her outburst. They had all stood still for a while in shock, but, Goku had not moved at all or said a word until then.

The three chibis, Trunks, Goten, and Marron, had heard Chichi's outburst. Goten was scared. He kept thinking, 'Mommy doesn't love daddy. Is it my fault? It has to be, 'because big brother never does anything bad. I'm the bad one.' He thought punishing himself. Trunks and Marron looked over at their friend.

"Goten, are you okay?" Marron asked. The young boy didn't answer. The two other chibis looked at each other, worried about heir friend.

Gohan and Pan were walking outside during all that, ignorant of the going ons inside Capsule Corp.

"Pan, did you almost call me tousan in there?" Gohan asked. She sniffled, not answering. "Why won't you answer me? Did someone tell you not to," he asked.

"Uh-huh," Pan sniffled again.

"Who?" He asked.

"Aunty Bulma, Uncle Trunks, and grandma," Pan answered, still not looking at Gohan.

"Really, well you want me to tell you a story?" He asked, a gleam in his eye.

"Okay," she said, her sniffling finally coming to an end.

"Well, when I was little, even younger than you, my sensei, Piccolo," he began. As he told the story of his year in the wilds, alone, Gohan noticed she was enraptured in the story.

"My tousan told me that story," Pan said quietly.

"Really? Who's your tousan?" He asked, wanting to know.

"A really strong guy. He was really fun to play with. He'd always take time to play with Trunks and me. He told us all these stories, like the one you told," Pan answered.

"Well, what's your tousan's name?" Gohan asked.

"You," she whispered. Gohan stood shocked. He'd suspected that was the truth, but still, hearing it from Pan herself, was quite shocking. And then, the six-year-old girl started to cry. The day had really worn her out, and while she was enjoying her tousan's company, telling him had been hard on her. She cried herself to sleep. He picked up the sleeping girl and took her inside. Pan curled up in this Gohan's arms, happy and sad at once. "What's going on in here?" He asked, walking inside to see his father with a look of shock on his face. The others seemed shocked as well, but not to the degree of Goku's.

"She... She.. wants..." Gohan heard his father stutter out as he walked by. Mirai looked at Gohan and Pan, then motioned for Gohan to come with him. The teen set the young girl named Son Pan down on the couch.

"Mirai, what's up with my dad?" Gohan asked as he joined the other teen.

"I don't know how to tell you this, but, wait did Pan tell you who her father was?" Mirai asked, wanting to know. The look on Gohan's face told Mirai that Pan had told her father. "Okay, so while both of you were outside, your mom got really mad. She ended up saying that she wanted-" Mirai was cut off by Goku's yelling.

"A DIVORCE! WHY WOULD SHE WANT A DIVORCE! WE'VE ONLY BEEN MARRIED FOR NINETEEN YEARS! IF SHE WANTED ONE WHY COULDN'T SHE HAVE SAID SO EARLIER, LIKE SAY EIGHTEEN YEARS AGO!" Goku yelled, finally having the cold hard truth sink in fully. He was thoroughly pissed off.

"Dad! Pan was asleep," Gohan told his father as he went to comfort the girl who would one day become his daughter. But, Goku was to pissed of to hear his son. He started to destroy things, that's how angry he was. Finally, Vegeta was sick of Goku's destroying the house and stopped the enraged saiya-jin. Pan was watching this with an interest.

"Trunks, how come you won't teach me to fight? Tousan started to but... Tousan, can you finish teaching me to fight now?" She asked, looking at Gohan with big puppy dog eyes. Videl, who'd been in the middle of taking a drink spit it out in shock, as everyone in the room but Goku and Mirai stared at him.

"Did.. did.. did she just.. just call you tousan?" Videl stuttered in shock.

"Yeah, she did," he admitted. Everyone gaped at him, well, everyone but Mirai, Goku, and Pan.

"Can this day get any weirder?" She asked to no one in particular.

"Videl, this is just the first day of your three day trip! Be glad it's almost bedtime!" Dende yelled from the Lookout. Mr. Popo looked at the young Kami and wondered when those men from the institute would arrive.

"Maybe later," Gohan told Pan.

"Okay, I'm tired anyways," she said, yawning. It was that yawn that reminded everyone else how tired they were. "Where am I going to sleep?" She asked, eyes wide.

"Ugh, well I don't know. All the rooms are full," Gohan said, doing the scratch part of the Son Scratch and Grin.

"There's an unused bed in my room," Videl told the girl. "You can stay with me," she offered.

"Okay," Pan told her new roomie. Everyone but Goku headed up to bed. Mirai plopped down on the second bed in the room he was sharing with Gohan. The two young demi saiya-jins sat in silence, thinking the day over. Soon, Mirai's snores could be heard as the younger of the two fell asleep.

"Sensei," Mirai said fitfully in his sleep. Gohan listened, this would have to be about the Mirai him. Maybe even tell him who Pan's mother was, which had bugged him ever since Pan had told him about himself. "I'm sorry, she's de.. dead," Gohan heard the young man from another time say, even in his sleep, deep emotion came through, showing his sorrow. The teen listened for a while, but the Mirai Trunks had yet to say another word.

Goten watched as his two best friends had a great time destroying stuff. He'd have joined in, but in his mind, if he wanted his parents to stay together, he'd have to clean his image.

Pan slept in silence as Videl thought about Pan's mother's mystery identity. 'Well, Gohan, did go out with that ditz, oh, what was her name?'

'Angela,' a sheepish voice thought back.

'Gohan? That you?' She asked.

'Yeah, and I've been wondering that for while now as well,' he told her.

'Do you think Erasa could be her mom? I mean she doesn't look too much like Erasa, but you never know. Pan looks like a young female version of you. With longer hair, that is,' Videl thought with a chuckle.

'Ha ha ha,' a dry laugh came. 'I highly doubt that Erasa's her mom,' Gohan told his friend.

'Than that Angela girl?' Videl asked, smiling in her room.

"Are you insulting my intelligence! No way Angela's her mom!' Gohan thought back, disgusted at the very thought of him and Angela as a couple.

'Well, then who do you think her mom could be? It's not like I would be her mom,' Videl thought. Both stopped their conversation, shocked at what Videl'd said. Videl looked at the sleeping girl. She looked like a young her, now that she thought about it. 'There's pictures of me that she looks like,' Videl thought.

Four teens were messing around in the dark cover of night in one of the many labs within Capsule Corp. A fifth stood by watching.

"This is a bad idea," he warned them. The others ignored him as they went on with what they'd been doing. With a poof, a capsule opened up to reveal something very interesting. Moments later, the five teens disappeared.

The sun shone down on Videl's face waking her up from a somewhat peaceful slumber. She'd spent half the night thinking of what she'd learned, or at the very least, strongly guessed.

Pan sat on the other end of Videl's bed, watching her kaasan. This was the first time since she'd got here that she'd seen her kaasan, and if you really want to think about it, the first time in her life she'd seen her kaasan. The little girl sat, waiting for Videl to wake. When the two went downstairs, they found every student eating, the four or five saiya-jins, it was hard to tell with so many popping up out of nowhere, looking at the food, mouths watering. Pan trotted over to them, wanting to say good morning to her sensei/brother figure, and her tousan.

With a loud crash, seven new people exploded into the room. The class looked at them, noting tails on two of them, then went back to eating. After yesterday, this class felt they could take on Cell, and defeat him. That's how weirded out they'd become. But, the crash had distracted the two youngest demi-saiya-jins, excluding Pan. Four of the teens that had suddenly landed in the room and the four chibis stared at each other, Mirai staring as well.

"Trunks, I don't think we're in Kansas anymore," the teen with blue hair said.

"No duh," a teen that looked very much like Mirai.

"Uh, guess three," Chibi Trunks stated, answering a question Goten had asked.

"Where am I?" Demanded one of the men with tails. Vegeta, hearing that voice, cringed, recognizing it as his father.

"I have no idea, King Vegeta," the other stated, tail twitching behind him.

"Who are you?" Bulma demanded, hands on her hips, waiting impatiently.

"Fool, do not speak to the mighty King Vegeta like that," the second man told her.

"King Vegeta? Vegeta, he any relation to you?" She asked, looking at her husband expectantly.

"Onna, I'm eating," he answered gruffly.

"Fine, but remember this, next that GR of yours breaks, don't look to me to fix it, and that's where you'll be sleeping for the next week," she told him. The saiya-jin looked at her like she was crazy.

"But-" he began, then stopped, defeated by a glare from his wife.

"Hahahahahahaha, she's got you beat Vegeta," Krillen joked.

"Vegeta? No one here is worthy enough to carry that name as their own. Who is the imposter? Show me now!" Demanded King Vegeta.

"Go stuff a sock in your mouth," 18 told the king, wanting him to very much shut up. Well, at that, the king was extremely mad, mad at these people who didn't give him the proper respect he deserved. He fired a ki blast at 18 and he and Bardock were astounded as she just batted it away like an annoying fly.

"Krillen, do you mind if I leave to kick their asses," 18 asked, but it was really more of a statement.

"Whatever," Krillen told his wife, who dragged to two saiya-jins outside. Vegeta rushed over to the window to watch like a little kid. He still held a grudge against his father for letting Frieza raise him.

"Okay, who are the rest of you?" Gohan asked.

"My name's Goten, this in Marron, that's Pan, next to her is Bulla, and on the far end is Trunks," said one of the two boys.

"Not more Trunks'!" Chibi Trunks groaned.

"Great, just peachy," Mirai followed his younger counterpart.

"Who's Bulla?" Bulma asked.

"You mean she hasn't been born yet?" Trunks asked, face lighting up.

"Obviously," Videl replied, rolling her eyes.

"Wait a minute, you'll have to go by something other than just plain Trunks. It's not fair to us," Mirai began, Chibi finishing.

"Umm, how about-" he began, deep in thought.

"What about GT Trunks," Piccolo suggested.

"I guess that'll work," he replied.

"Okay, so who's Bulla," Krillen asked, them getting the whole Trunks issue over with.

"An annoying little pest," GT Trunks put in.

"A really cool friend," GT Pan answered.

"An awesome shopper," GT Marron supplied. They dove into the whole, who's Bulla? subject for a while, her parentage was one of the first secrets to be told. The GT crew was all filled in on what had happened. GT Goten went off after the conversation was done to find his chibi counter part.

"Hey, mind if I sit here?" He asked his chibi counterpart.

"No, I guess you can," the young boy sniffled.

"Why were you crying?" GT Goten asked, already knowing the answer.

"Mommy and daddy are going to get divorced," he told his older counterpart, tears starting to form in his eyes.

"Hey, want me to tell you a secret. They won't get divorced, dad and mom are just going to get back together, but only after you do something that makes them realize how much they really love each other," GT Goten tells the little boy.

"What?" The chibi asked, getting a mischievous grin on his face.

"You're old enough that you can take care of yourself, right?" GT Goten asked.

"Yeah!" Chibi Goten replied.

"Well, I ran away, and I'm the future you," GT Goten told Chibi Goten.

"Really, that's so cool," Chibi Goten told his older counterpart.

"Let's go hang in my time for a few hours, maybe even a day or two," GT Goten suggested. The two quickly ran off to Bulma's lab. After getting into the time machine, they quickly headed to the GT timeline. No one noticed they'd left.

That day went by uneventful, as did the next, and sorrowfully last day. No one had just to notice the missing Gotens'. Every last student was glad to be going, except Videl. She wanted to stay, especially after getting to know Gohan a lot better.

Pan and Pan had really gotten to know one another and Mirai, who'd gone back to his timeline with Chibi Pan, discovered that everyone they loved, i.e. Bulma and Chichi, were dead. The GT crew went back to their time, taking Chibi Pan with them. Mirai had decided to stay with Bulma, Chibi, and Vegeta.

Speaking of Vegeta, he finally got the revenge he'd always wanted on his father as he "trained" with his father in the GR at gravity level 300 times Earth's Gravity. Needless to say, when he left, there was a very large grease stain on the floor that one could say looked almost humanoid.

Bardock, he was sent back to the past, and for some odd reason, he'd lived to an old age, not dieing on Vegeta-sei, but being off on another planet at the time. A month after the trip, Bulma found she was pregnant with Bulla. Chichi was still acting glumly that she hadn't learned anymore of her oldest son's personal life. She and Goku did not divorce. They separated and Goku went off to live at the Lookout, training Ubuu, who'd mysteriously shown up one day.

3 months after the trip has been over

Gohan sighed, the last day of school at Orange Star High, for good! Not only had he endured hell, known as the trip his classmates had taken, he thanked Dende, who'd erased everyone but Videl's memories after Gohan and Dende had "talked" for a bit.

The foursome, that is, Videl, Erasa, Gohan and Sharpener, were hanging out one day. Videl and Erasa shared coy looks that confused the two guys. There was something up, but they didn't know what.

"Guys, we hate to tell you this, but," Erasa began.

"We are both pregnant," Videl finished. Both guys looked at their respective girlfriends, then at each other, then back at their girlfriends before fainting. When they came to, both teens found themselves being yelled at by their parents, both the girls and their own. Videl had it worse though, she had to deal with the press in her private life. Out of all the grandparents, only Chichi was glad. And so, the story of DBZ and DBGT began to unfold as you know it. Of course, this was something the people at Funimation just forgot like a dirty little secret you don't want told.

A/N: The ending changed, but I couldn't think of anything else to put. Well, that's the end of Help! Bye, and I don't own a thing in this story.