Chapter 5: Home Videos

Princess Sango

Pan smiled, as she stood up only partly recovered but still alive. Trunks and Bulma helped her around but other than that she was fine. When Pan walked over to Trunks and leaned on his shoulder he smiled, "Pan-chan today someone from your family is coming over, mom just went to get her."

"What relation would someone have to me?" Pan asked her puzzled.

"Your grandmother, who by the way heard about you. She wants to meet you so badly that she couldn't wait until the meeting, which was next week," Trunks answered her and picked her up, feeling better when she was in his arms.

Pan smiled at the sudden gesture, "Why couldn't she wait, I'm not that special am I?"

"I don't know about that, after all you're pretty special to me already. You just have some kind of energy that gives off all the right vibes," Trunks replied truthfully.

"You're just pulling my leg Trunks, it's probably because I'm an invalid right now," she hissed at him playfully.

"Invalid huh? I thought invalids couldn't even talk."

"Well I'm a talking invalid, have a problem with that?" Pan asked him.

"Nope, but I would rather you didn't degrade yourself that low. I'm here for that, remember, and not only that aren't the androids here for that too?" Trunks mocked back, she wants to play mind games, fine then.

Pan groaned, "Don't mention them, I hate them, they're just evil. After all they killed my mom, dad, and everyone else in my family."

Trunks snorted and dropped her one the couch and flipped on the television and placed a D.V.D in the player and started to watch it. It was one of those old home made videos and you could see the camera moving around from person to person. The person holding the camera seemed to zone in on a group of boys, one very young, two looking around there twenties. "Come on guys, say something for the future!"

The young boy was the first to step up, his hair all messy and his face slightly red, "Hi me, I guess you probably think this is the worst day of your life looking back at yourself but you're hopefully doing fine! After all, you have friends like this to help you through."

The screen paused for a second and Pan turned to Trunks confused, "Why'd you stop it?"

"That's your dad when he was eight years old, heck we have all the good times on D.V.D, since my mom insisted. This year we were supposed to watch this one, and your dad was thirty something when he died, and this was taped when I was still a child. Well let's continue," Trunks answered.

Next came a man who looked like the older version of the kid they had just shown, or Gohan, "Hi there, hopefully there's no big foes out to get you this time! Well maybe I shouldn't say that…"

Pan laughed as Trunks paused it again, "That's your grandfather, Goku-san."

Then he pressed play and you could see the third guy, hair all spiked up and he was looking grumpy, "Come on Vegeta, say something!"

"Hi, good luck in the future." With that the man walked off and then Trunks pressed pause.

"That's my father, the arrogant one."

"Now I know where you get it from," Pan teased as she crawled over to him and laid her head down in his lap.

"Yeah, but you never had to guess if your father loved you or not."

"Yes I did, after all I never knew him. Trunks, I wondered everyday, but never mind, I'm sure he would anyway," Pan explained to him.

Trunks nodded to her when the two teens heard Bulma and another woman's voice from outside the door.

TBC…