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Hi! This chapter, Frieza's here and a 'mysterious youth' comes to kill him but with Goku here, why did he come? Read and you'll find out. PLZ review! As always, enjoy!
Who is that?!?
The Z team ran as fast as they could to the ship so they could be there when the door opened. "Ok guys, he may be stronger but he's still beatable. I think all we'll need to beat him is Vegeta and I, and maybe Piccolo but that is about it so, everyone else, stay out of it. Okay?" Goku said while stopping in front the ship.
"Ok Goku!" Krillin said. Vegeta grabbed Goku by the collar. "You can fight him all you want, Kakkarot, but I'm the one who gets to rip his head off! Got that, super saiyan?!" "Ye-Yes sir!" Goku stuttered.
Vegeta let him go. "I wanna do something!" Pan pulled on Vegeta's pants leg. "Fine, you can rip off an arm or something," "Yay! I get to wip off Fweiza's arm, Ms. Bulma!"
"Eww! Isn't that a bit…gruesome, Vegeta?" Goku asked, cringing up. "No, not to me," then again, hardly anything was too gruesome for Vegeta to do. "I can't believe you just told a baby you're going to rip off somebody's head and that she could rip off an arm or something," Bulma said.
"So?" Vegeta shrugged. "You're hopeless!" "Be quiet, whore, he'll hear you!" Vegeta insulted her. "I'm not a whore, you jack-ass!" Vegeta started staring at her. "What a shame," he said.
"What?!" she asked. "Looks like the ugly fairy kissed you on both cheeks," Krillin busted out laughing. "Shut up, chrome dome!" she yelled. Krillin shut his mouth in a split second.
"I am NOT ugly! At least I wasn't Frieza's little ho!" Yamcha started his own giggling fit. "Shut up human!" Yamcha quieted down but kept laughing. "WHAT DID YOU CALL ME?!?" he screamed. "You heard me!" "That's it, b*tch, you die!" Vegeta was about to charge at her, but the door to the ship opened up.
Out came Frieza with his dad, King Kold behind him. "Well, well, well, look whom we have here," Everyone's full attention was faced to the short tyrant in front of them. "Hello, Vegeta, Goku."
"Hey Frieza!" Goku waved. "Shut up Kakkarot!" Goku clamped his mouth shut. Vegeta looked at Frieza and sneered. He got face to face with him and said, "Go to hell!" Frieza started acting like he was surprised by his reaction.
"Vegeta, whatever have I done to you to deserve such a harsh welcome?" "Let's just kill these insects already, Frieza!" King Kold said, impatiently. "Why spoil all the fun?" "Umm….can we fight now?" Goku asked. "Hold on, Kakkarot," "Okay."
"Look, I didn't come here to watch you talk, Frieza, so either start fight or go crawl back into the hole where you came from!" Piccolo pulled off his cape. "Oh, I'm going to fight, namek, but I just don't know who to kill first."
Frieza looked around and spotted little innocent Pan-chan playing with a rock. "Maybe her," Frieza shot a little beam, burning her hand. "Wahhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Pan shook her hand and cried.
Vegeta saw this and growled. Before Frieza knew it, a fist hit hi straight in the nose, sending him flying and he hit the ground hard. Frieza wiped the blood off his face and glared at Vegeta.
"Don't EVER touch that brat!" Vegeta was in the mood to kill. Frieza got to his feet. He started stomping towards Vegeta. "You're going to get it now, monkey! I'll rip-" Suddenly, Frieza stopped in his tracks.
"What? What happened?" Gohan asked. Then, Frieza's body fell in two like a jacket being unzipped. "AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!" Bulma screamed. "Oh!" King Kold said.
When the body fell, it revealed a young super saiyan. "A super saiyan?!" Goku shouted. "What the hell?!" Tien asked. "Wahhhhhh!!!!!!!" Pan wailed again. "Come here," Vegeta got on his knee in front of her and inspected the wound.
"It huwte," she sniffed. "I-I have a first aid kit somewhere," Bulma reached in her pocket for her capsules. "You…you killed my son!" King Kold yelled in rage. "Yeah, what are you going to do about it?" the 'mysterious youth' asked all smart-alleck like.
"I'll kill you!" King Kold charged for the boy. The only thing he accomplished by it was getting a sword through the stomach. "Ugh!" he spat blood and fell to the ground, dead.
"Who is that?!?" Krillin ran behind Goku. "We'll find out in a minute, Krillin. Is Pan okay, Bulma?" Goku asked. "Yeah, she has a burn but she'll live," she said. "It still huwte," Pan cwied- I mean cried out.
"Shhh, I know. It's okay," Vegeta said softly. Bulma thought the moment was so sweet. Frieza has done a lot to Vegeta in the past and Vegeta got mad but she had never seen him so mad until he hurt Pan; he really did care about her.
Pan buried her head in his chest and started sucking her thumb. Vegeta was going to get on her about it, but decided it was okay just this once. He had wrapped her other hand up so she had to suck on her free hand.
The boy walked up to Goku and said "What are you doing here, Goku, you should be on another planet right now?" "How do you know my name?" he asked. "I know a lot about you and your friends. I- hey, who is that little girl with my f- I mean Vegeta?" he pointed.
"That's Pan," Krillin said. "What? You've never heard of her?" "No, I haven't. Listen, could I talk to you and Piccolo really quick, alone over there?" "Umm…sure. Come on, Piccolo," Piccolo nodded and followed them.
"Hey, where are you going?" Choitzu asked. "Don't worry, we'll be right back," they went bye bye. "I want some ice cweam," Pan said. :Fine, we'll get you some later," Vegeta said, taking her thumb out of her mouth.
"I wonder who that boy is," Bulma said, sitting by Vegeta and Pan. "Grr! I don't care who he is but he's definitely no saiyan!" "Maybe he is, Vegeta. You never know," she said. "Hmph!"
"So, who are you?" Goku asked the teenager. "You two promise not to tell anybody, especially Vegeta and Bulma?" he pointed the two out especially. "O…kay," Goku scratched his head.
"Now tell us who you are," Piccolo said. "You see, my name is Trunks. I come 20 years from the future and Vegeta and Bulma are my parents," "What?!?" Goku exclaimed.
"Are you really that surprised that they got together, Goku?" Piccolo asked him doubtfully. "…No, not really. So, why are you here?" "Well, I came to fight Frieza because, in my timeline, when Frieza came, you were gone somewhere in space."
"Also, something must have changed this timeline before I came because I never even heard my mother talk about a little girl named Pan, and I surely didn't see my father hanging around her. Oh, and in 3 years, some androids are going to come and kill everyone except my mother, Chi Chi, you and I," Trunks said to Goku.
"They don't kill you because you die before they come from a heart virus. I can change that though, we have a cure for the virus you have in my time now. Here," he handed Goku a little bottle.
"Now slow down here," Piccolo said. "So, in your time, Goku was out in space when Frieza came, right?" Trunks nodded. "And no one you knew had ever heard of Pan, right?" Trunks nodded to that.
"Also, in your time, some androids come and kill everyone except you, Chi Chi, and your mother?" "Yes. The two androids killed everyone and they're still there but we've managed to stay clear of them. It's been even harder since Gohan died four years ago."
"So Gohan lived longer than everyone else?" Goku asked. "Yes, he and I managed to slip away after everyone was killed, But…when he went to go fight them alone, they killed him," Trunks lowered his head.
"Well…now that we know, it should be easier to prevent all this from happening. We would have to tell everyone else what you said, though, but we can leave out the part about your name and who your parents are," Piccolo said.
"That's fine. Before I go, I want to know something. What's my father like and where'd that girl come from? I…really don't remember much about him, he died when I was young . He's was the first one to get killed, in fact, so, if you don't mind-"
"I'll tell you all that. You can go over and tell them about the androids while I'm doing this, Piccolo,"' "Fine," Piccolo went to go break the news. "Well, Trunks, your father…well, he isn't exactly a very nice person."
Goku tried to put it as nice as possible. "You see, he's had a rough life so he's not too good at being social with most people or being nice most of the time. He doesn't like to trust people too much. In fact, there's, probably, only two or three people he trusts at all!"
"My mom never told me about how he acted. She did tell me about how strong he was and how he could do some amazing things and, no matter what, he never gave up on anything he wanted to do. Things like that."
"Well he is strong and has a lot of talent and he NEVER gives up. I kind of look up to him in some ways, you know? Even if he is mad at me half the time for becoming a super saiyan and beating Frieza. Yeah, he isn't too happy about that!" Goku thought about it.
"Do you…think he would except me as his son? I mean, after they have me, there wouldn't be any reason to keep it a secret, so…" "Well, he may not tell you or show it, but I think he'd be pretty proud of you!"
Trunks felt relief run through his body. "Thanks. Anyway, who's the girl?" "Oh, Pan? Well, when Vegeta found her while he was on some planet that Frieza was going to destroy. Long story so, to be blunt, he took her in after her parents died. She's a saiyan."
"My father is taking care of a baby?! Gosh, wait till mom hears this! She'll freak out. She told me he had enough trouble trying to get me to stop crying, let alone take care of me by himself!" Trunks started laughing.
"Yeah! He's pretty good at it though. You wouldn't believe what she calls him! he's her 'Uncle Vegeta! Ha!" they started laughing. "Don't tell him I told you that, though! He may not be a super saiyan but he's still scary!" Goku shivered.
"No problem! Thanks Goku, for everything. I have to go now, mom is probably worried sick about me. See ya in 3 years!" Trunks waved as he flew off. "Bye!" Goku went back over to the others.
"Hey Goku, what were you two talking about?" Krillin asked. "Oh, just…stuff," "So are two androids really going to kill us in three years?" Yamcha asked. "Yamcha! There's a baby here!" Bulma said. They had managed to get the word around with out making it clear enough for Pan to realize that they would all die in 3 years, at least until now.
"So?" "Ugh! You bastard!" "Yes, it is true Yamcha," Goku changed the subject. "Hmpf! No android is going to kill me!" Vegeta said. "Actually Vegeta…you were the first one," Goku was scared of what he was going to say.
"Actually, Kakkarot, if I heard right, YOU were the first to die. You may have your little antidote, but that doesn't cure something else you'll get," "What's that?" he asked.
"A Final Flash!" "Oh…ooooohhhhhhhhhhh, I get it! Wait a sec…Umm, did I say you died first? No, I meant um…somebody else, yeah," Goku started stuttering. "Be quiet!" "O, sorry!" he squeaked.
"Look, we have no time to waste so we have to training now. I don't care how you get it done, but do it. I don't know about you all, but I'd like to live in 3 years," Piccolo said.
"Fine. WE should split up. You want to train with Gohan and I, Piccolo?" "Sure. It's better than staying up there with Kami. I can't stand him!" "How about you Vegeta?" "I train alone!" "Awe, but Vegeta!" Goku whined. "What did I just say, Kakkarot?!"
"Fine, fine. I guess two saiyans are enough for Chi Chi anyway. Well, see ya'll later! Come on, Gohan," "Right behind you, dad!" The trio flew away. "Well, I guess Choitzu and I got some training to do. See ya'll!" they were gone.
"I'm going to Roshi's, peace!" "Bye, Yamcha," Bulma sounded glad that he was leaving. "I'll go when I'm ready," he crossed his arms. "Well, I'm leaving. Bye Yamcha!" Puar wasn't sticking around for the scene.
"Come on, Vegeta. We should get her to a doctor and make sure that burn isn't serious," she said. "I don't wanna gowe to the dowctor!" Pan pouted. "Too bad, brat, you're going. Otherwise, you can forget about that ice seam or whatever it's called!"
"You mean ice cream?" Yamcha was looking at him like he was stupid. "Do you want to have to go to the doctor too, human? If you do, just keep messing with me!" Vegeta growled.
"Yeah! Get him!" Pan did not forget their little meeting last night. "Pan, be good," Bulma said. "Let's go. Are we taking that piece of sh*t you call an aircraft or are we flying?"
"For one, Vegeta, it is NOT a piece of sh*t! Two-" "Fine, we'll fly," Vegeta didn't feel like hearing her mouth. "So, Bulma, you busy Saturday?" Yamcha was determined to win her over.
"No, but now that you ask, I'll be sure to find something to do," she turned her back on him. "Let's go over here, brat," He and Pan went a few feet away to leave them alone.
"Come on, Bulma. I'm sorry about last night, I didn't mean what I said! Please?" Yamcha was really sucking up. "Well…fine. We'll see if you mean that. Pick me up at 8:00 and I MEAN 8:oo! If you're late, you can forget about it! Goodbye, Yamcha," Bulma walked away.
"Yes!" he said, flying away. Bulma let out a sigh. "I can't believe you would be so desperate," Vegeta shook his head. "I'm not desperate! I'm just giving him a second chance!"
"You mean millionth chance," Vegeta muttered. Pan wasn't paying a bit of attention to them, she was just messing with her cast. "Stop picking at it, you'll make it hurt worst," Vegeta said.
"It's too tighwte," Pan said. "It's suppose to be tight. You'll get over it, no come on. Let's get to this doctor so I can start my training!"
25 minutes later at the doctor's office…
"Hello Mrs. Briefs. What can I do for you?" Dr. Brown(?) asked. "Well, Pan here burned herself on the um, fire place and we just want to make sure it isn't serious," Bulma couldn't tell him the truth.
Vegeta sat her down on the table thingy that doctors have you sit on. "Hello, Pan," he was acting nice, trying to gain her trust so he could check the burn. "Can I see your hand, there?"
"No!" Pan held it protectively. "I'm not trying to hurt you, I just want to check it out," "But it'll hurwte!" "Maybe so Pan but you don't want it to get infected or something, do you?" Bulma asked.
"No," "Then let him check it, honey," Pan looked at the man. He looked nice and besides, she knew her 'Uncle Vegeta' would beat him up anyway if he tried to hurt her. "Owkay," she let him see it.
"He took off the bandage carefully. "Owche!" she felt a sting. "Stop being weak," Vegeta said. "But it huwte," she sucked on her thumb. "What have I told you about that?" "Awe!" she stopped.
When the bandage was off, he examined her hand. "Well…it doesn't look to serious but I'm going to have to give her a shot to make sure it doesn't get infected," he shouldn't have shot in front of Pan.
"Noooo!" she tried to jerk her hand out of his grasp but he had her by the wrist. "Calm down, Pan," Bulma didn't want her to hurt herself even more. The doctor pulled a needle out from a drawer right by the table. "I down't want a showt!" Pan started thrashing around, throwing a hissy fit.
"Now, Pan," the doctor said. "Noooo!!!" "Brat, be still!" Vegeta said, firmly. "I wanna go home!" Pan started crying and whining. "Pan, don't cry," Bulma rubbed her leg, trying to sooth her.
"It'll huwte! Wahhhhhhh!!!!!" "Pan, look at me," Vegeta ordered. She sniffed and turned to face him. "The sooner you let him give you this shot, the sooner we get this over with. Now stop crying."
Pan did some more sniffling, but did stop crying. "Owkay," "Good. Now, hold still," he took the top off of the needle. He got some alcohol and rubbed it on a little part of her hand. It was stinging but she didn't start crying even though she wanted to.
He picked up the needle. As the needle got closer, she shook harder. "Don't be scared," Vegeta rubbed her back. She slowly stopped shaking. He stuck the needle in and she winced.
After he injected her, he pulled it out and threw it in the trash can. "See, now was it that bad?" Bulma asked. Pan nodded. "Oh, you," she kissed her. "I want some ice cweam."
"Well, let him wrap your hand back up and we'll go get some, okay?" "Owkay," The doctor wrapped her hand up with a new cast. "There you go. Goodbye," "Bye doctor," "Hmpf!" they left.
"You know, Vegeta, it wouldn't kill you to say bye," Bulma said, putting her money back up. "How do you know that?" he said. "Oh shut up and let's go!" Vegeta walked over and got a hold around her waist. He put Pan on his back.
"I suggest you be a little nicer to me, unless you'd like to die," he said, taking off.
Well, that is um…I don't know what chapter this is, actually! Your brain doesn't exactly work good at 1:45 in the morning! I don't know what I'm putting for the next chapter yet so I can't tell you right now. I'm going to sleep so good night! Peace out!
Veggie-Trunks
Hi! This chapter, Frieza's here and a 'mysterious youth' comes to kill him but with Goku here, why did he come? Read and you'll find out. PLZ review! As always, enjoy!
Who is that?!?
The Z team ran as fast as they could to the ship so they could be there when the door opened. "Ok guys, he may be stronger but he's still beatable. I think all we'll need to beat him is Vegeta and I, and maybe Piccolo but that is about it so, everyone else, stay out of it. Okay?" Goku said while stopping in front the ship.
"Ok Goku!" Krillin said. Vegeta grabbed Goku by the collar. "You can fight him all you want, Kakkarot, but I'm the one who gets to rip his head off! Got that, super saiyan?!" "Ye-Yes sir!" Goku stuttered.
Vegeta let him go. "I wanna do something!" Pan pulled on Vegeta's pants leg. "Fine, you can rip off an arm or something," "Yay! I get to wip off Fweiza's arm, Ms. Bulma!"
"Eww! Isn't that a bit…gruesome, Vegeta?" Goku asked, cringing up. "No, not to me," then again, hardly anything was too gruesome for Vegeta to do. "I can't believe you just told a baby you're going to rip off somebody's head and that she could rip off an arm or something," Bulma said.
"So?" Vegeta shrugged. "You're hopeless!" "Be quiet, whore, he'll hear you!" Vegeta insulted her. "I'm not a whore, you jack-ass!" Vegeta started staring at her. "What a shame," he said.
"What?!" she asked. "Looks like the ugly fairy kissed you on both cheeks," Krillin busted out laughing. "Shut up, chrome dome!" she yelled. Krillin shut his mouth in a split second.
"I am NOT ugly! At least I wasn't Frieza's little ho!" Yamcha started his own giggling fit. "Shut up human!" Yamcha quieted down but kept laughing. "WHAT DID YOU CALL ME?!?" he screamed. "You heard me!" "That's it, b*tch, you die!" Vegeta was about to charge at her, but the door to the ship opened up.
Out came Frieza with his dad, King Kold behind him. "Well, well, well, look whom we have here," Everyone's full attention was faced to the short tyrant in front of them. "Hello, Vegeta, Goku."
"Hey Frieza!" Goku waved. "Shut up Kakkarot!" Goku clamped his mouth shut. Vegeta looked at Frieza and sneered. He got face to face with him and said, "Go to hell!" Frieza started acting like he was surprised by his reaction.
"Vegeta, whatever have I done to you to deserve such a harsh welcome?" "Let's just kill these insects already, Frieza!" King Kold said, impatiently. "Why spoil all the fun?" "Umm….can we fight now?" Goku asked. "Hold on, Kakkarot," "Okay."
"Look, I didn't come here to watch you talk, Frieza, so either start fight or go crawl back into the hole where you came from!" Piccolo pulled off his cape. "Oh, I'm going to fight, namek, but I just don't know who to kill first."
Frieza looked around and spotted little innocent Pan-chan playing with a rock. "Maybe her," Frieza shot a little beam, burning her hand. "Wahhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Pan shook her hand and cried.
Vegeta saw this and growled. Before Frieza knew it, a fist hit hi straight in the nose, sending him flying and he hit the ground hard. Frieza wiped the blood off his face and glared at Vegeta.
"Don't EVER touch that brat!" Vegeta was in the mood to kill. Frieza got to his feet. He started stomping towards Vegeta. "You're going to get it now, monkey! I'll rip-" Suddenly, Frieza stopped in his tracks.
"What? What happened?" Gohan asked. Then, Frieza's body fell in two like a jacket being unzipped. "AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!" Bulma screamed. "Oh!" King Kold said.
When the body fell, it revealed a young super saiyan. "A super saiyan?!" Goku shouted. "What the hell?!" Tien asked. "Wahhhhhh!!!!!!!" Pan wailed again. "Come here," Vegeta got on his knee in front of her and inspected the wound.
"It huwte," she sniffed. "I-I have a first aid kit somewhere," Bulma reached in her pocket for her capsules. "You…you killed my son!" King Kold yelled in rage. "Yeah, what are you going to do about it?" the 'mysterious youth' asked all smart-alleck like.
"I'll kill you!" King Kold charged for the boy. The only thing he accomplished by it was getting a sword through the stomach. "Ugh!" he spat blood and fell to the ground, dead.
"Who is that?!?" Krillin ran behind Goku. "We'll find out in a minute, Krillin. Is Pan okay, Bulma?" Goku asked. "Yeah, she has a burn but she'll live," she said. "It still huwte," Pan cwied- I mean cried out.
"Shhh, I know. It's okay," Vegeta said softly. Bulma thought the moment was so sweet. Frieza has done a lot to Vegeta in the past and Vegeta got mad but she had never seen him so mad until he hurt Pan; he really did care about her.
Pan buried her head in his chest and started sucking her thumb. Vegeta was going to get on her about it, but decided it was okay just this once. He had wrapped her other hand up so she had to suck on her free hand.
The boy walked up to Goku and said "What are you doing here, Goku, you should be on another planet right now?" "How do you know my name?" he asked. "I know a lot about you and your friends. I- hey, who is that little girl with my f- I mean Vegeta?" he pointed.
"That's Pan," Krillin said. "What? You've never heard of her?" "No, I haven't. Listen, could I talk to you and Piccolo really quick, alone over there?" "Umm…sure. Come on, Piccolo," Piccolo nodded and followed them.
"Hey, where are you going?" Choitzu asked. "Don't worry, we'll be right back," they went bye bye. "I want some ice cweam," Pan said. :Fine, we'll get you some later," Vegeta said, taking her thumb out of her mouth.
"I wonder who that boy is," Bulma said, sitting by Vegeta and Pan. "Grr! I don't care who he is but he's definitely no saiyan!" "Maybe he is, Vegeta. You never know," she said. "Hmph!"
"So, who are you?" Goku asked the teenager. "You two promise not to tell anybody, especially Vegeta and Bulma?" he pointed the two out especially. "O…kay," Goku scratched his head.
"Now tell us who you are," Piccolo said. "You see, my name is Trunks. I come 20 years from the future and Vegeta and Bulma are my parents," "What?!?" Goku exclaimed.
"Are you really that surprised that they got together, Goku?" Piccolo asked him doubtfully. "…No, not really. So, why are you here?" "Well, I came to fight Frieza because, in my timeline, when Frieza came, you were gone somewhere in space."
"Also, something must have changed this timeline before I came because I never even heard my mother talk about a little girl named Pan, and I surely didn't see my father hanging around her. Oh, and in 3 years, some androids are going to come and kill everyone except my mother, Chi Chi, you and I," Trunks said to Goku.
"They don't kill you because you die before they come from a heart virus. I can change that though, we have a cure for the virus you have in my time now. Here," he handed Goku a little bottle.
"Now slow down here," Piccolo said. "So, in your time, Goku was out in space when Frieza came, right?" Trunks nodded. "And no one you knew had ever heard of Pan, right?" Trunks nodded to that.
"Also, in your time, some androids come and kill everyone except you, Chi Chi, and your mother?" "Yes. The two androids killed everyone and they're still there but we've managed to stay clear of them. It's been even harder since Gohan died four years ago."
"So Gohan lived longer than everyone else?" Goku asked. "Yes, he and I managed to slip away after everyone was killed, But…when he went to go fight them alone, they killed him," Trunks lowered his head.
"Well…now that we know, it should be easier to prevent all this from happening. We would have to tell everyone else what you said, though, but we can leave out the part about your name and who your parents are," Piccolo said.
"That's fine. Before I go, I want to know something. What's my father like and where'd that girl come from? I…really don't remember much about him, he died when I was young . He's was the first one to get killed, in fact, so, if you don't mind-"
"I'll tell you all that. You can go over and tell them about the androids while I'm doing this, Piccolo,"' "Fine," Piccolo went to go break the news. "Well, Trunks, your father…well, he isn't exactly a very nice person."
Goku tried to put it as nice as possible. "You see, he's had a rough life so he's not too good at being social with most people or being nice most of the time. He doesn't like to trust people too much. In fact, there's, probably, only two or three people he trusts at all!"
"My mom never told me about how he acted. She did tell me about how strong he was and how he could do some amazing things and, no matter what, he never gave up on anything he wanted to do. Things like that."
"Well he is strong and has a lot of talent and he NEVER gives up. I kind of look up to him in some ways, you know? Even if he is mad at me half the time for becoming a super saiyan and beating Frieza. Yeah, he isn't too happy about that!" Goku thought about it.
"Do you…think he would except me as his son? I mean, after they have me, there wouldn't be any reason to keep it a secret, so…" "Well, he may not tell you or show it, but I think he'd be pretty proud of you!"
Trunks felt relief run through his body. "Thanks. Anyway, who's the girl?" "Oh, Pan? Well, when Vegeta found her while he was on some planet that Frieza was going to destroy. Long story so, to be blunt, he took her in after her parents died. She's a saiyan."
"My father is taking care of a baby?! Gosh, wait till mom hears this! She'll freak out. She told me he had enough trouble trying to get me to stop crying, let alone take care of me by himself!" Trunks started laughing.
"Yeah! He's pretty good at it though. You wouldn't believe what she calls him! he's her 'Uncle Vegeta! Ha!" they started laughing. "Don't tell him I told you that, though! He may not be a super saiyan but he's still scary!" Goku shivered.
"No problem! Thanks Goku, for everything. I have to go now, mom is probably worried sick about me. See ya in 3 years!" Trunks waved as he flew off. "Bye!" Goku went back over to the others.
"Hey Goku, what were you two talking about?" Krillin asked. "Oh, just…stuff," "So are two androids really going to kill us in three years?" Yamcha asked. "Yamcha! There's a baby here!" Bulma said. They had managed to get the word around with out making it clear enough for Pan to realize that they would all die in 3 years, at least until now.
"So?" "Ugh! You bastard!" "Yes, it is true Yamcha," Goku changed the subject. "Hmpf! No android is going to kill me!" Vegeta said. "Actually Vegeta…you were the first one," Goku was scared of what he was going to say.
"Actually, Kakkarot, if I heard right, YOU were the first to die. You may have your little antidote, but that doesn't cure something else you'll get," "What's that?" he asked.
"A Final Flash!" "Oh…ooooohhhhhhhhhhh, I get it! Wait a sec…Umm, did I say you died first? No, I meant um…somebody else, yeah," Goku started stuttering. "Be quiet!" "O, sorry!" he squeaked.
"Look, we have no time to waste so we have to training now. I don't care how you get it done, but do it. I don't know about you all, but I'd like to live in 3 years," Piccolo said.
"Fine. WE should split up. You want to train with Gohan and I, Piccolo?" "Sure. It's better than staying up there with Kami. I can't stand him!" "How about you Vegeta?" "I train alone!" "Awe, but Vegeta!" Goku whined. "What did I just say, Kakkarot?!"
"Fine, fine. I guess two saiyans are enough for Chi Chi anyway. Well, see ya'll later! Come on, Gohan," "Right behind you, dad!" The trio flew away. "Well, I guess Choitzu and I got some training to do. See ya'll!" they were gone.
"I'm going to Roshi's, peace!" "Bye, Yamcha," Bulma sounded glad that he was leaving. "I'll go when I'm ready," he crossed his arms. "Well, I'm leaving. Bye Yamcha!" Puar wasn't sticking around for the scene.
"Come on, Vegeta. We should get her to a doctor and make sure that burn isn't serious," she said. "I don't wanna gowe to the dowctor!" Pan pouted. "Too bad, brat, you're going. Otherwise, you can forget about that ice seam or whatever it's called!"
"You mean ice cream?" Yamcha was looking at him like he was stupid. "Do you want to have to go to the doctor too, human? If you do, just keep messing with me!" Vegeta growled.
"Yeah! Get him!" Pan did not forget their little meeting last night. "Pan, be good," Bulma said. "Let's go. Are we taking that piece of sh*t you call an aircraft or are we flying?"
"For one, Vegeta, it is NOT a piece of sh*t! Two-" "Fine, we'll fly," Vegeta didn't feel like hearing her mouth. "So, Bulma, you busy Saturday?" Yamcha was determined to win her over.
"No, but now that you ask, I'll be sure to find something to do," she turned her back on him. "Let's go over here, brat," He and Pan went a few feet away to leave them alone.
"Come on, Bulma. I'm sorry about last night, I didn't mean what I said! Please?" Yamcha was really sucking up. "Well…fine. We'll see if you mean that. Pick me up at 8:00 and I MEAN 8:oo! If you're late, you can forget about it! Goodbye, Yamcha," Bulma walked away.
"Yes!" he said, flying away. Bulma let out a sigh. "I can't believe you would be so desperate," Vegeta shook his head. "I'm not desperate! I'm just giving him a second chance!"
"You mean millionth chance," Vegeta muttered. Pan wasn't paying a bit of attention to them, she was just messing with her cast. "Stop picking at it, you'll make it hurt worst," Vegeta said.
"It's too tighwte," Pan said. "It's suppose to be tight. You'll get over it, no come on. Let's get to this doctor so I can start my training!"
25 minutes later at the doctor's office…
"Hello Mrs. Briefs. What can I do for you?" Dr. Brown(?) asked. "Well, Pan here burned herself on the um, fire place and we just want to make sure it isn't serious," Bulma couldn't tell him the truth.
Vegeta sat her down on the table thingy that doctors have you sit on. "Hello, Pan," he was acting nice, trying to gain her trust so he could check the burn. "Can I see your hand, there?"
"No!" Pan held it protectively. "I'm not trying to hurt you, I just want to check it out," "But it'll hurwte!" "Maybe so Pan but you don't want it to get infected or something, do you?" Bulma asked.
"No," "Then let him check it, honey," Pan looked at the man. He looked nice and besides, she knew her 'Uncle Vegeta' would beat him up anyway if he tried to hurt her. "Owkay," she let him see it.
"He took off the bandage carefully. "Owche!" she felt a sting. "Stop being weak," Vegeta said. "But it huwte," she sucked on her thumb. "What have I told you about that?" "Awe!" she stopped.
When the bandage was off, he examined her hand. "Well…it doesn't look to serious but I'm going to have to give her a shot to make sure it doesn't get infected," he shouldn't have shot in front of Pan.
"Noooo!" she tried to jerk her hand out of his grasp but he had her by the wrist. "Calm down, Pan," Bulma didn't want her to hurt herself even more. The doctor pulled a needle out from a drawer right by the table. "I down't want a showt!" Pan started thrashing around, throwing a hissy fit.
"Now, Pan," the doctor said. "Noooo!!!" "Brat, be still!" Vegeta said, firmly. "I wanna go home!" Pan started crying and whining. "Pan, don't cry," Bulma rubbed her leg, trying to sooth her.
"It'll huwte! Wahhhhhhh!!!!!" "Pan, look at me," Vegeta ordered. She sniffed and turned to face him. "The sooner you let him give you this shot, the sooner we get this over with. Now stop crying."
Pan did some more sniffling, but did stop crying. "Owkay," "Good. Now, hold still," he took the top off of the needle. He got some alcohol and rubbed it on a little part of her hand. It was stinging but she didn't start crying even though she wanted to.
He picked up the needle. As the needle got closer, she shook harder. "Don't be scared," Vegeta rubbed her back. She slowly stopped shaking. He stuck the needle in and she winced.
After he injected her, he pulled it out and threw it in the trash can. "See, now was it that bad?" Bulma asked. Pan nodded. "Oh, you," she kissed her. "I want some ice cweam."
"Well, let him wrap your hand back up and we'll go get some, okay?" "Owkay," The doctor wrapped her hand up with a new cast. "There you go. Goodbye," "Bye doctor," "Hmpf!" they left.
"You know, Vegeta, it wouldn't kill you to say bye," Bulma said, putting her money back up. "How do you know that?" he said. "Oh shut up and let's go!" Vegeta walked over and got a hold around her waist. He put Pan on his back.
"I suggest you be a little nicer to me, unless you'd like to die," he said, taking off.
Well, that is um…I don't know what chapter this is, actually! Your brain doesn't exactly work good at 1:45 in the morning! I don't know what I'm putting for the next chapter yet so I can't tell you right now. I'm going to sleep so good night! Peace out!
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