A Day on the Job

"Trunks, get up. It's time to get ready for work." Bulma called up the stairs. Pan covered her head with the pillow. "I don't hear you getting out of bed."

Geez, Trunks. Just get up, Pan thought as she squirmed in her bed.

"Trunks!"

Loud footsteps came from the stairs. Next thing Pan knew, someone grabbed her feet and she was on the hardwood floor.

"Ow," she wined. She turned her head around and saw Vegeta above her. "What are you-oh." She forgot that they switched bodies.

"Get up before that woman blows my ear drums." Vegeta stated before he turned and left.

Pan moaned; she had to go work at Capsule Corp!

She dressed in dress pants and a shirt and tie. She was going to leave the jacket behind. She came down the stairs and smelled eggs and bacon. She saw Bulma leaning over the stove wearing a yellow apron Chi-chi had knitted for her. She smiled at her. "Morning son. Hurry up or you'll be late."

Pan nodded and crammed about three pieces of bacon in her mouth. "Bye Mom." She kissed Bulma's cheek and skipped out the door.

Bra leaned in towards her mother with an eyebrow raised. "Did he just kiss you"

"Hm, maybe he had a goodnight," she told her daughter.

"Ah!" Trunks sat up in bed. "I'm late!" He jumped out of bed, but slipped and caught himself on the bed. Then he got a good look of the room. "Oh, that's right." He was now Pan, and that meant that he didn't have to work and Pan did. That didn't make him feel better; Pan doing his job was a disaster waiting to happen.

He went to her closet and began looking through the clothes. Most of her clothes were ripped, colored, dyed, and frayed. "Geez Pan, don't you have any good clothes?"

Finally he found a pair of jeans and a green t-shirt that didn't get tampered by Pan's weird fashion taste. He pulled them off the hanger and moved over to her dresser and opened the top drawer for underwear.

"You've got to be kidding me." He lifted a pair of red lace thongs. He whistled through his teeth. "Pan. Pan. Pan." He searched through them again, but didn't find any 'good' underwear. "What the hell?" Pan wore thongs? Then he remembered last summer when Bra had made a comment about seeing Pan's panty line. Just because he was Pan that did not mean he was going to stick floss up his butt!

He searched in the other drawer and found a suitable pair. After getting dressed, he came down the stairs, but found the house to be empty. He went into the kitchen and saw a note taped to the refrigerator. He took it off and sat down at the table.

Pan,
We didn't want to disturb you since today is Saturday so we let you sleep in. Your father and I went shopping and we're going out to eat. You can reach us by cell if you need anything. Remember to take the trash out and there's food in the fridge. Just heat it up.
Love Mom

Trunks took advice from the note and raided the fridge for whatever he could find. Somehow he was craving French fries, or Chinese; anything salty.

After eating, he climbed into Pan's jeep and got onto the road. When he turned on the radio and it blared in his ears. He shut it off and wiggled his finger in his ear. "Dende Pan! No wonder you're doing bad in school, you can barely hear!"

About twenty minutes later he pulled into the CC parking lot and entered his work, but it felt different than usual seeing as how it was noon and he was a girl. The woman at the front desk greeted him with the usual, "May I help you?" She wore heavy makeup and fake nails. Her hair was large and curly and she looked like the 80s smacked her in the face.

Trunks smiled at her, "Yes, I'm here to see Mr. Briefs."

"Do you have an appointment?" She asked smacking on her gum.

"No, just tell him that Pan Son is here to see him," Trunks told her. Is this really what she treated visitors like? She was always nice to him; well, he was also her boss.

She rolled her eyes and picked up the phone and pressed a few buttons. "Mr. Briefs, Pan Son is here to see you….uh huh….sure….okay." She hung up, "He says you can see him."

"Thanks," he walked to the elevator, "You self centered moron." He pressed the button that his desk was located and then climbed in with two other people Trunks recognized from the lab. The two were having a conversation that Trunks listened in.

"Can you believe that today is Surprise Casual Saturday?" One asked the other. Trunks perked up.

"I know, who would've thought that Mr. Briefs actually do something out of the ordinary?" The other one said. Trunks followed each one with his eyes.

"And no work Monday? Dude, he's like my favorite boss now." They slapped each other's hands. "Dude, you going to hook up with that sexy bar chick?"

"You know it man!" They got off the elevator and left Trunks there. What had just happened?

He got off the elevator and marched into his office, and ignored his secretary. When he opened the door, he saw himself sitting at his desk wearing a black t-shirt with his feet on the desk and balancing a pencil on his top lip.

"What the hell is going on?" He called out. The pencil on Pan's lip fell on the desk.

Pan blinked at him, "What?"

Trunks walked over to her, "What do you mean 'what'? I just heard these two guys say that today was some kind of 'casual day'? I didn't tell you that today was a Casual Wear Day!"

Pan smiled and leaned back in her chair, "What are you going to do? I work here." She began taunting him by rocking back and forth and looking very comfortable.

Trunks balled his fist, "That doesn't matter! I have a reputation to keep! And what's with this no work Monday? What are you trying to pull?"

Pan removed her shoes off the desk, "Look, I decided to let these people take a day off to spend with their families. And I was getting sick of wearing that tie and I thought the others were too."

Trunks grabbed his hair in frustration, "That is something I would never do! Besides, they aren't gonna spend time with their families! They're gonna be with bar chicks like those guys on the elevator."

Pan leaned in, "Oh, so those two guys are every worker, huh? Besides, what are you gonna do, throw me out?" She leaned back and stuck the pencils eraser between her teeth.

His secretary had got up from he desk to see what the shouting was and was listening behind the door, but neither one knew this. "Just because you're really a woman doesn't mean you can go easy on everyone." His secretary's mouth dropped.

"Hey, you can't tell me what to do, I'm Trunks Briefs!" Pan folded her arms, "Besides, you know very well that I'm a woman that doesn't go easy on just everybody." The woman mouthed the words 'woman?' "I wanted them to have a better opinion of you."

"They have a great opinion of me!" He defended.

"Yeah, only when you're watching." She unfolded her arms, "They only reason they like you is because you pay them good. Hell, I'd kiss you for the money their making."

Trunks let out a frustrated breath, "I'll get you back for this."

Pan smiled, then went over him with her eyes, "What are you wearing?"

Trunks picked at the green shirt, "Just something I got out of your closet." The secretary's eyes got bigger; his closet?

"Well it looks weird. What underwear are you wearing? Please tell me you're wearing underwear!"

"Yeah yeah. But I didn't wear those thongs you own," the woman had to keep from falling. "I wore an actual whole piece."

"Good, I don't want you going commando."

"I was about to." He crossed his arms and Pan snapped her head up.

"You aren't wearing a bra!"

"Well, I forgot!"

"How can you forget to wear a bra with two mounds of fat right on your chest!"

"Well, since I'm really a guy, I don't wear bras a lot!" His secretary had to lean against the wall for support.

Pan huffed and rubbed her temples, Whatever, just remember to wear one when you go to school Monday."

"Wait, I have to go to school?"

"Duh, you're in high school. Just don't stare at the other girls or they'll think you're a lesbian and I do have a reputation there." His secretary was very very confused now; he had a reputation at the high school?

"Well you don't flirt with guys, alright?"

"Don't get me mad and I won't have to do the big coming out speech." The girl was about to die of a hear attack.

"Don't you dare!"

Pan waved her arms in front of her, "I'm only kidding. Now you might want to leave. You have housework and homework to do." Pan smiled at him.

Trunks rolled his eyes, "Yeah yeah. Bye."

"See ya."

Trunks exited the office and saw his secretary that looked like she had heard the news of death. They stared at each other and Trunks looked back at the door and then back at her with his eyes more rounded. Then he just slowly stepped away from her.