Pan went to get a drink and went off to Goku's bedroom. She tucked him in and sat at the corner of his bed. "What are we going to do tomorrow?"

Bulla saw that the door was open and she decided to take a peep. Pan just smiled at Goku. "How does exploring the grounds sound?"

Goku grew excited that he sat up. "Are we going to go hunt for treasure?"

Pan laughed and messed up his hair. "We are going to go seek an adventure. It's going to be like the adventures at castles that have hidden passages and portals to other worlds. If we're lucky at noon we just might come across one."

Goku yawned. "Just like in the stories grandpa tells me?"

Pan made him lye down. "Just like the stories grandpa tells you." Pan tucked him in and kissed his forehead. "Goodnight." She turned off the lamp and went out to the hallway only to run into Bulla.

She smiled nervously. Pan closed the door quietly and smiled at Bulla. "What are you doing out here?"

Bulla looked down and gave a soft smile. "The way you talked to him and tucked him in reminded me of when mom used to do that until I turned six."

Pan leaned against the door and smiled softly too. "I'm not as good as mama. I just thought that if I do what she did he wouldn't try to run away. Goku…he didn't want to leave and he was always so distant from me. Papa gave him this talk and he's acting as nice as he can. His smiles are so fake."

The phone rang and Bulla excused herself. She picked up her cell phone. "Hello …oh hi Trunks… can you hold on?" Bulla smiled at Pan. "Do you want to talk to him?"

Pan shook her head. "No…I'm really tiered. Can you just tell him that I wi…hope his vacation turns out to be the best? Goodnight Bulla." She entered her room.

Bulla purposely shouted so Trunks could here. "Goodnight Pan!"

Trunks on the other line was stunned. "So how is she holding up?"

Bulla walked to her room. "She seems fine. We are going to have so much fun. I'm taking her shopping and I need to buy some decorations."

"Decorations for what?"

"Trunks you're her best friend. It's her birthday on Saturday. She turns fifteen."

"It's her birthday on Saturday? I need to get back. Can you book me a ticket to get back?"

Bulla just examined her nails. "Sorry but I promised Pan that I would have nothing to do with you coming back."

"You never keep your promises."

"I decided to keep this one. Well good luck and remember I have nothing to do with this." Bulla hung up.