This Is Halloween
AN: Hey all! I'm back again with another random one-shot of a day in the lives of our favorite Z gang children and their families! This one is Halloween themed (of course) and will hopefully make your Halloween and fall season a little more special. The inspiration for this one-shot is the infamous song "This Is Halloween" by Danny Elfman (basically the theme from "The Nightmare Before Christmas"). Once again, YouTube that shiz if you have not heard the song, although I am sure most of you have. So sit back and enjoy and I hope everyone has an awesome Halloween filled with fun and frights!
I also want to thank everyone for the reviews for the previous one-shot, I am glad that you all enjoyed it and were satisfied. I was trying to obtain a very high level of fluff and cuteness and it seems that I achieved it! Let me know what you think of this one.
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Z or GT, nor do I own "This Is Halloween" by Danny Elfman.
"Boys and girls of every age,
wouldn't you like to see something strange?
Come with us and you will see,
This, our town of Halloween."
...
The morning sun was beginning to peep through the windows as Pan rolled over in her bed, pulling her blue and green polka dotted comforter tighter around her body. The fall weather brought a light chill to the air, causing her to snuggle even further into the bed. Her window had been left open to allow the cool breeze to flow into her room during the night, which in turn allowed her to sleep better. She let out a small sigh of contentment as she became more comfortable, a small smile adorning her young face.
As the sleep left her mind, she began to realize just what day it was. She smiled as she realized that it was Halloween, her favorite day of the year. Luckily, the holiday had fallen on a Saturday, which meant a longer time to "trick or treat" and more time to play at home after the candy quest was done. She already knew the plans for the evening. Her parents, as well as the Briefs and Chestnuts were going to an all-night Halloween party, which meant that Pan, Trunks, Bra, Goten, and Marron were all going to be staying at Chi Chi's for the night. Excitement began to build in her as she thought of all the fun they were going to have staying up watching scary movies, eating candy, and telling ghost stories.
She was so deep in her thoughts that she failed to notice a certain familiar ki approaching her window before it was too late. She was suddenly smooshed into the mattress by a greater weight, a pillow softly smacking the back of her head. She let out a slight squeal at the intrusion.
"Wake up, Panny, it's Halloween!" The voice giggled.
She giggled back and blindly tried to grab the pillow that was assaulting her head. Her face was shoved in her pillow with the assaulter lying on her back. After a few tries, she gave up, knowing that her fight was pointless. She continued to giggle and waited for the beating to end.
"Come on, Pan. Seriously, get up! There is so much to do before tonight!"
"I would if you weren't sitting on me!" was her muffled reply.
"What was that? I'm not quite sure I heard you."
"Trunks, get off me!" She huffed.
Trunks laughed and rolled off of her, allowing Pan to lift her face off her pillow and face her attacker. He was lying back onto her bed, head turned towards her, a smirk plastered on his pre-teen face. His lavender hair was falling messily into his eyes as he stared her down. She stared right back in hopes of intimidating him.
"Panny, give up. You can't win this. I'm twelve, you're only six. I am just always gonna be better than you at everything." His smirk grew as he saw the anger grow in her face.
"You just wait, when I turn twelve, I'm gonna beat you up so bad!" She pushed herself up, standing over him on the bed with her hands on her hips. Her shirt was rumpled, the ghosts and pumpkins twisting into odd shapes, her shorts were not in much better condition. She flipped one of her pigtails over her shoulder in annoyance. She noticed he hadn't taken the time to change before flying over, his gym shorts and Capsule Corp. shirt he had slept in were in the same condition as hers.
He grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled her down to him.
"Awwww, Panny. You know I love you." He pulled her into a hug as she pretended to struggle to get away. After a few minutes of rough-housing that resulted in the blankets falling to the floor, pillows being thrown around the room and half of her books falling off her desk, she gave in and laid her head on his collarbone as he held her to him while lying on his back.
They heard a knock on the door, following a head that belonged to Videl pop in the door.
"I thought I heard your voice, Trunks. I didn't know you were coming over so early, but good morning anyway." She smiled at the boy and looked to her little girl still tangled in his arms.
"Better get up and get a move on sweetie, we have lots of fun stuff to do today." She turned to leave, moving to close the door before she turned around and scolded the two youngsters.
"Next time, try to keep the casualties to a minimum. You kids are lucky you didn't break anything in here with those pillows."
Pan and Trunks smiled sheepishly, noticing the jovial tone she scolded them with.
"Sorry, mama." Pan pushed off of Trunks, letting his arms fall from around her. She jumped off the bed and skipped over to her mother, enveloping her in a hug.
"Sorry Mama V." Trunks echoed. He raised himself into a sitting position, staying put on the bed.
Pan looked up at her mother with her big dark brown eyes. "Are we going to make cookies to take to Grandma's tonight?"
Videl picked up one of her daughter's pigtails in her hand. "If you get up and get a move on, as soon as you get your little booty down to the kitchen, we will start." She tickled Pan's nose with the end of the pigtail. Pan wiggled her nose and let out a childish giggle before moving backwards out of her mother's reach.
"Alright, Mama, I'll be down in a few."
"Okay, sweetie." Videl left the room, closing the door behind her.
Pan turned back to Trunks, picked up one of the stealth bomber pillows, and chucked it at him. The hit was so soft, Trunks barely registered the sensation. He grinned at her.
"Weak, Panny. Weak!"
Pan frowned at him, her hands once again finding her hips. "I'll show you weak. Now get out of my room so I can do fun stuff with my Mama. I am spending all night with you."
Trunks slid off the bed and headed towards the window. "Alright, Pan. Me and Bra and Marron will be back here for you and Goten at five o'clock, so you'd better be ready!"
"We willlllllllll." Pan whined. "Now gooooooooo!"
Trunks jumped out and hovered in front of her window. "Okay, okay, okay. See you later Sweets." He winked and flew off.
Pan turned and headed to the bathroom to brush her teeth.
"Stupid boys..."
...
Pan licked the icing off her fingers, letting out a small sound of appreciation at the sweet tasting concoction. Her cookies had turned out great, with the help of her mother and father of course. The finished product was three baking sheets full of multicolored iced and candied pumpkins, ghosts, witches, cats, and bats. She giggled at her father as he too licked the left over icing off himself, trying to reach his tongue up to his nose to get the patch of sugar Videl had smeared into his face.
They had spent the afternoon baking and watching Halloween cartoons and specials on the television. Five o'clock was approaching fast and Pan was more than excited to get into her costume. She jumped down off the stool, looking back at her mother.
"Come on, Mama! Help me get dressed in my costume before everyone gets here!" She didn't wait for her mother to reply and instead took to the air to go back upstairs to her room.
Gohan looked down at Videl, pulling her into a loving embrace. "Have I ever told you how beautiful our daughter is?"
She smiled back up at him with her crystal blue eyes. "You remind me every day." She looped her arms around his waist.
"She's beautiful just like her mother. I'm thankful every day that you gave her to me." He kissed her lovingly on her pouty lips.
She sighed a sigh of total contentment. "You're most welcome."
"MAMA! I'M READY FOR YOU TO DO MY HAIR!"
Videl laughed softly and released her husband and headed upstairs.
She walked into Pan's room to see her sitting in her white desk chair clothed in her Cleopatra costume with her hair still in a mess from that morning and the day's activities. She bent over to pull on her gold colored sandals.
"Doing alright, honey?" Videl asked as she searched for Pan's hairbrush.
"Yeah, I got it!" She returned to her sitting position and waited for her hair to be done.
Videl brushed her hair out of the pigtails and her bangs down into her face, giving her the stereotypical Egyptian royalty hairstyle. She placed the golden headband around the top of her head and pushed her hair over her shoulders. The darkness of her hair contrasted the white, blue, and gold of her outfit, but seemed almost to be made for the little six year old.
She opened the package of costume make up and took out the black crayon. She carefully drew a black line on each of Pan's eyelids and extended the lines out straight and drew a skinnier line under the first to give a wing-like effect. Finally she put some red kid's lipstick on her pouty lips that she had indeed inherited from her mother. Videl smirked at the thought.
"Alright, Pan. You're all ready to go."
She turned to look at herself in the mirror. Her eyes beamed when she saw how cool her costume made her look.
"Thanks, mama!"
Both girls heard the front door open and loudly close, the voice of Goten making its way up the stairs. Pan ran towards her bedroom door, her footsteps joining her uncle's.
"Pan, are you ready?" Her uncle shouted down the hallway.
"Yeah! Come in here and look!" She popped her head out the door and watched him run towards her.
She giggled when she saw his costume. He had decided to go as a giant whoopee cushion, much to Chi Chi's disapproval. She was still sometimes amazed at how much he and his father were alike. Pan thought it was great and she knew the other Z kids, with the exception of Bra, would like it as well.
Videl smiled. "Well don't you look dashing? All the girls are just going to love that costume."
Goten frowned and stuck his tongue out. "Girls are grody!"
Pan looked indignant. "Hey! Except for me!"
"No, you are grody too, I just have to put up with it because you are my niece." He stuck his tongue out at her.
"That is sooooo not true, Goten! You take that back!"
"Make me!"
She huffed and lunged at him, ready to take him down. In mid swing she heard the doorbell ring. Knowing who it was, she forgot all about the impending scuffle and made a beeline for the stairs.
"Wait up, Pan!"
"You snooze you lose, Goten!"
She reached the bottom of the stairs and grabbed the handle to the front door, swinging it open to face her friends.
"Hey Cleopatra, what's shakin'?" Trunks beamed down at her, his Indiana Jones hat casting a shadow across his face.
Before Pan could answer, Trunks was pushed out of the way by the Bra who squealed when she saw Pan's getup.
"Oh my gosh, Pan! I love your costume. Of course, it's not as pretty as mine, but it is still pretty!"
Bra giggled as she hopped over to Pan's side, her butterfly antennas bouncing along the way. She made sure not to get too close to her, lest she crush her yellow, red, and black butterfly wings attached to the back of her black leotard. Her tutu matched her wings and her black ballet slippers completed her outfit. Bulma had added glitter to her face to make her that much more magnificent. Pan thought she looked amazing.
Marron stepped into the house soon after Bra. She looked like she popped straight out of the seventies. Her white, knee length go-go boots stood out against her neon tie-dye dress and bright pink head band adorning her light blonde hair. She threw her own compliment about Pan's costume into the mix.
"It's so cute Panny!"
Before more could be said, Videl made her way down the stairs, interrupting the children's conversation.
"You all look so adorable! Line up in front of the fireplace so I can get some pictures before you leave!"
She shuffled into the kitchen to get her camera while the kids moved over to the designated spot, the boys on the outside and the three girls in the middle. Videl returned and smiled in approval.
"Perfect. Now smile on the count of three."
She snapped a few pictures, just to be sure everyone looked okay, even opting for a goofy picture at the end. Bra turned and grabbed Goten's hair as he crossed his eyes and pretended to lick Marron's face, leaving Trunks to pick Pan up and flip her upside down in the air with her legs over his shoulder as she giggled at Goten's face.
They quickly righted themselves and grabbed their bags to hold their candy as they rushed to the front door.
"You kids be careful now, and when you are done, head over to Chi Chi's house. She is making you guys more treats. Be sure to BEHAVE for her tonight as well!"
Pan ran to hug her mother goodbye. "We will, mama. Don't worry!"
They all mumbled their agreement as they shuffled out the door, eager to collect their candy.
Videl shut the door, turning around to meet her husband.
"You ready to go?"
She smiled as she thought about the fun they were going to have at the party tonight.
….
An hour later, the kids' bags were more than half full of all kinds of treats and sweets. They had run from street to street at a quick pace, eager to get the candy and make it home in time to catch all the Halloween movies that were being aired later that evening. Bra had complained about her feet hurting and was now riding on Goten's back as they continued the hunt. Marron was attached to his right hand as he held up Bra with his left. Pan and Trunks ran ahead of the group, not wanting to be slowed down. There were lots of other children running around in all different kinds of costumes, some more creative than others. Pan was so mesmerized that she wasn't really paying attention to where she was going and ended up slamming into someone causing her to drop her bag, her candy spilling out in the process.
She frowned at her now spilled candy and looked up at whoever she had run into. It was a boy, about fourteen or fifteen years old with blonde hair and brown eyes, his braces and bad acne putting a damper on his already unfortunate face. He sneered down at her as if she were dirt.
"Why don't you watch where you are going little girl?" He said as he kicked her bag of candy, causing more to fall out.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I was just-"
"I was just wah wah wah. No excuses, stupid little girl. You're not sorry. Yet." He smiled maliciously down at her.
Goten and the girls had stopped moving and were closely watching the scene. Upon hearing the last sentence out of the kid's mouth, Goten let go of Maron's hand and placed Bra on the ground, getting ready to move forward and defend his niece.
Pan furrowed her eyebrows and met the kid's face. "I said I was sorry. It was an accident. Let me clean up my candy or else." She stood up, trying to look intimidating, but he still towered over her.
"You should watch who you are talking to like that, bitch. You're small change, a stupid little girl."
The kid felt a tap on his shoulder and turned around, only to be met with a fist, the force throwing him backwards onto his butt in the middle of the crowded street. Everyone around them had stopped moving, watching the scene unfolding before them. The kid raised a hand to his now bleeding nose, seeing red and preparing to get back up and pound whoever dared to hit him. He was met with the face of an angry twelve year old, lavender haired boy.
"Don't ever call her that again. You'll regret it." Trunks yelled to the kid. He bent down and picked Pan up, balancing her weight against his hip. By now, Goten and the girls and made their way to them and were picking her bag and candy up off the ground. Goten stood beside Trunks with the same look of anger on his face, placing Pan in between the two.
The kid stood up and yelled back. "Oh yeah, like you two could take me. You're just stupid little kids. You only got that shot in because you took me by surprise. I'm ready this time. Let's go!"
Trunks tightened his grip on Pan as Goten stepped out into the street. Bra and Marron huddled against Trunks' other side to watch the fight that they knew would not last very long.
Less than two minutes later, the kid was on the ground, flat on his back and bleeding. He whined like a little girl as Goten made his way back to the sidewalk.
"Serves you right. Don't ever mess with my niece ever again!" He smiled at his friends. "Come on guys, we gotta hurry otherwise we are gonna miss the start of the movies!"
They hurried down the sidewalk. Marron, as an afterthought, turned around and ran back to the kid in the street, smacking him with her candy bag before running back and placing Pan's bag back in her possession. Pan and Bra giggled as the boys just smirked.
"You can put me down now Trunks. I'm fine." Pan began to squirm in his grip.
"I know you are fine. But I want to carry you. To make up for that jerk trying to ruin the night." He turned and smiled at her, leaning his face in so his nose brushed hers as he smiled mischievously. "And you're gonna like it!"
Pan rolled her eyes, but still let out a small giggle and stopped squirming.
Bra and Marron grabbed onto Goten. "Carry us! Carry us!"
Goten sighed and rolled his eyes as he picked up the girls and placed them on each side of them.
"Happy now?"
"Yes!" They both replied and leaned in, placing a kiss on either side of his face.
"You're lucky I like the both of you…" He grumbled as they began their walk home.
…...
Candy was strewn across the floor, bowls of popcorn sat on the coffee table as well as cups of juice and soda and plates with a few cookies still left on them. The kids were sorting through their candy as the Halloween cartoons continued to play in the background. They separated the candy into two piles, stuff they wanted and stuff they didn't want. They began trading candy for candy, what one didn't like, someone else did. Marron popped a Tootsie Roll in her mouth and smiled.
"We did really good this year, you guys! I can't wait until next year!"
Goten looked up at her. "Well next year it is going to just be you, Bra, and Pan. Me and Trunks are going to be too old!"
Bra's jaw dropped open, allowing her lollipop to fall out of her mouth and onto the wood floor. "What? When did you guys decide this?"
Goten began unwrapping another candy. "Well, next year Trunks will be thirteen and I'll be twelve. And Marron will be nine, you'll be eight, and Pan will be seven. You guys are still young enough, but me and Trunks will be too old."
Pan spoke up. "But Trunks is twelve now and he went this year!" She picked up a Twizzler and threw it at his face, smiling when it made contact with his nose.
Goten rubbed his nose. "That's different."
Marron scoffed. "How so?"
"It just is."
Trunks looked at Marron and Bra. "We will still walk around with you guys, but we aren't dressing up or collecting candy. We will be there to make sure nothing happens to you. Like what happened tonight."
Pan furrowed her eyebrows. "I could've took care of that myself."
Trunks smirked down at her. "Suuuuuure, you could've. Right."
Bra grabbed a handful of candy and smacked Trunks in the face with it. "She could've! Pan is stronger than that stupid boy!"
Trunks picked a jawbreaker out of his hair. "Yeah, yeah. I know. I was just playing around, Bra. Jeez."
Marron stared as he pulled the remainder of the candy out of his hair. "Serves you right."
Trunks made a face and turned away from her, intent on enjoying his candy in peace.
Marron and Bra continued to rummage through their candy. Pan, already bored with the candy, stood up and walked over to the coffee table, snagging a cookie and sip of her juice. She felt herself being lifted up, the familiar smell of her uncle making its way to her nose. They headed over to the couch and he lied back, placing her on his chest and stomach so they could continue to watch the shows in peace. She giggled when the witch confronted Tom for stealing her broom and pushed herself in between Goten and the couch, already calming down from the night's activities.
Soon, Marron and Bra joined them, Marron on Goten's other side and Bra pushing Pan further to the side to lay on the eleven year old's chest, leaving Trunks all alone in the floor. Goten squirmed a little under all the girls' weight.
"You guys are going to suffocate me!"
Bra fisted his undershirt he had been wearing under his costume in her hand. "Don't be a drama queen, Goten. We are keeping you warm!"
Marron pushed her cheek against his. "Duh!"
Goten cringed at all the fluffiness coming from the girls. He liked them, but this was just too much. "Trunks, help me out over here!"
Trunks turned around and laughed. "I don't know. You look pretty comfy there with all those cootie covered girls on you."
Bra turned and looked her brother with disdain. "Shut up, Trunks. You're just jealous!"
Trunks made a face. "Yeah, sure. Jealous. That's it."
Goten continued to look at him in frustration. Trunks sighed and picked himself up off the floor. He walked around to the back of the couch and leaned over. Pan turned and looked up at him, a smile breaching her face. Trunks smirked back and put his hands under her armpits, lifting her up and away from the couch and up against himself. Bra immediately took her place, grudgingly allowing Goten more breathing room. Trunks walked over to the other couch and plopped down with Pan still in his arms. He lied back, centering Pan on his chest and pulled a blanket over them both. Pan tangled one hand in his shirt and placed the other up by his shoulder, sighing in contentment as she moved closer to him. Trunks wrapped his arms and around her and focused his attention on the television, occasionally noting the slow in Pan's breathing, indicating she was falling asleep. He looked over and saw that Goten and the other girls were falling asleep as well. They all were worn out from the evening's activities. He moved to turn off the television but decided against it, settling for just falling asleep with it on. Chi chi would get it later. He pulled Pan closer against him and settled into the couch further, letting his eyes slowly close.
'So much for late night ghost stories.' He thought as he drifted off into slumber.
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