Now, this one I remember writing while I was in a sleep depraved haze. To be blunt, it falls under the random category, and features Bra and Pan as main characters. Without further ado, Bra's Phobia. Bra actually trains in this one, to clear up possible confusion, and her and Pan are living together.
Bra sat up in bed, alert. 'What in the HFIL is that rustling noise?' She thought, turning on her bedside table lamp. The light flooded her room, and she looked around, then, suddenly, she released a high pitched shriek...
Pan jumped out of her bed, holding her poor abused ears. 'Dammit, Bra, what the hell?' she eyed her alarm clock, 'it's three in the fucking morning, I have to be at the damned hospital at six, and she's hollering like a banshee!' she grumbled angrily as she moved tiredly towards her door.
As soon as she opened it, a blue haired harridan latched herself onto Pan and refused to let go. "Oh Pan," Bra wailed, "there's a gigantic roach in my bed!"
Pan blinked, shocked, then grew angry, "You... you woke me for a fucking roach?" Bra whimpered, "please kill it, I'm scared."
Pan fell over, a sweat drop rolling down her forehead, "you're a super saiyan?" Bra nodded, and the Son continued, "and you're scared of *snerk* of a *snort* a damned roach?"
Bra nodded meekly, looking like a child. Pan coughed to hide a laugh. Her conscience wouldn't allow her to let her friend stay up all night because of a mere insect. "Fine, I'll kill it, just get off of me."
Bra let go of her quickly, "oh, thank you, Pan! :)." Pan smiled, "come on, show me the roach." Bra led her down the hall to her room.
"Umm, honey… I don't see any gigantic roaches." Pan said softly, scanning the room with sharp eyes. Bra whimpered in fear, "oh no..."
Pan stepped into the room, trying to listen for any insects. She heard a rustle-like noise in Bra's curtains and moved towards them and moving them aside. She promptly jumped back ten feet, "What the hell kinda roach is that? It's as big as a Pomeranian!" Bra ducked out of the doorway, "kill it!"
(A/N: Authoress is crying laughing right now. I still can't believe I wrote this!)
Pan stared at the huge roach with a mixture of disgust and curiosity on her face. 'Just how in the seven hells did it get so big? And what country is it from so they can exterminate...' She began charging a small ki blast in her right hand, and she swore the roach gave her a fucking death glare. She sent one back, "you try to crawl on me, and I'll blast you to bug hell and beyond." she growled, firing the blast.
The roach dodged and attacked her. Pan screeched as the thing latched onto her face, hissing, "get the fuck off of my damn face!" She grabbed it by its antennae and ripped it off of her face. It thrashed in the air, trying to escape as she prepared a blast. "night-night, roachy." she hissed coldly, blasting it to dust... and then Bra screamed AGAIN, this time from downstairs.
"IF YOU'RE NOT BEING MURDERED, THEN I'M GOING BACK TO BED, BRA!" Pan yelled, stomping down the stairs. She froze at the sight before her. The living room was flooded with more gigantic roaches. They appeared to be spilling in from a portal in the wall. 'Looks like Dr. Son is calling in sick tomorrow... again.' She thought ruefully, powering two more blasts in her hands.
"Never thought I'd be the girl who fights off alien roach invasions before the ass crack of dawn is even visible." She powered a Masenko Ha and fired it at the roaches, decimating their number greatly. The rest looked at her evilly, like they were planning her demise. Pan took out their portal and began finishing off the rest. Bra watched, eyes full of disgust and fear. Oh, how she hated roaches! She always made her Daddy or Trunks kill them.
"there, all of them are dead, so go to bed." Pan said, exasperated, "I need to go call in sick so I can catch up on z's." the weary demi-saiyan left her friend downstairs, trudging back to her bed sleepily. Bra gave a relieved sigh and followed after her.
(A/N: OH GOD I CAN'T STOP LAUGHING!)
Unbeknownst to either of them, a lone roach had escaped the slaughter of its kin and escaped by means unknown to the person writing this, determined to breed into the insect population and form a new, stronger, more powerful army and, from there, take over the planet. And then, upon crossing the street, the roach met its bitter end by way of the front tire of an eighteen wheeler moving truck, effectively foiling his evil plot.
On the Lookout, a green skinned Guardian of the Earth poured himself a generous glass of 'water' and, with a mumbled, "cheers," took the entire glass to the head. A smirk formed on his lips as he looked over the edge of the great structure, 'not my planet, you idiotic insect.' He then swaggered towards the kitchen, "Popo! We got anymore of this Vodka stuff? It's good!"
Okay, now that I can breathe again... The rating's going to have to go up because of the excessive cussing due to Pan's sleepiness, crankiness, and all together irritation with Bra and her phobia. The AN's are my reaction to re-reading this for the first time in about two years. Where do I come up with this stuff? Hope you found it as ridiculous as I did! Free drinks with Dende on me, lol.
-CloudSpires1295