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Summary: Vegeta was -never- blown up. No one died. Frieza was defeated and Pan and Trunks hate each other. What could possibly be more dangerous then two Saiyans roaming around the palace, setting things on fire, and causing much more chaos? How come they're always hanging out if they hate each other?

Friendly reminded, this story is AU :]

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All right. Uh... can't think much right now cause my brother is blaring Korn..... Uhm.... enjoy!! I love you all you reviewers! tear hehe, j/k! Enjoy!

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I also wanted to make a special note here that before this chapter was edited, the word count was at 1,381...we'll take away about 100 for the AN's and summary just to be safe so that makes it 1281. After editing, I'm pleased to say that the word count is now at 3,140, already taking away 100 for the AN's. Whoo!Hoo! :) I only hope I can do the same for all chapters.

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Chapter Two: Crash And Burn

Pan and Trunks were currently at an abnormally large table sitting directly across from each other. Pan was sitting with her arms crossed with a glare on her face directed at Trunks. Trunks however, was leaning back in his chair without a care in the world, his lips forming a silent whistle as he looked up at the ceiling. Bulma and Chi-Chi were standing away from the two by the door, side by side, their backs facing the younger Saiyans, discussing their punishment. Trunks suddenly set his chair on all four legs and placed his hands on the table, palms facing up. In his left hand, he started concentrating and in seconds formed a small ball of energy. He closed his fingers tightly around it and made a first, and then he proceeded to throw it straight at Pan. Pan dropped the glare from her face when she saw the ball coming towards her and caught it, throwing it back at him.

This little game of catch continued on until Pan decided making Trunks' life a living hell was always the high point of her day and ducked the ball of energy when Trunks threw it back at her. This sent the ball straight threw the window. Instead of shattering the ball seemed to have melted the glass so quick as it came within milimeters of it that the ball seemed to simply glide through the window and keep on going. Neither of the two older woman noticed what had just happened and wouldn't for some time because there had been no noise and the evidence of the hole in the window was hard to see. To Pan's surprise, Trunks let out a small laugh which caused Pan to let out her own little laugh. The two were immediately shut up when both woman stoppped talking and turned around at the same time to glare at their children.

The two woman looked at each other and sighed, as they had already agreed on the punishment for the two. Bulma decided she wanted to guilt them more and said, "You almost burned down that room." Trunks let his chin drop to his chest and muttered, "We know." Pan's head snapped in his directed and she snorted, "More like you know..." she was going to continue and say more but Chi-Chi had already been sending her a glare when she had snorted and Pan dropped her eyes in silence, deciding to not defy her mother lest she up the punishment they were already going to get. Bulma took that as her cue to talk, "Well, we've decided on your punishment." Trunks and Pan both raised their eyes to Bulma to hear the verdict. Bulma could only smile wryly at the two, "Since you like each other so much, you will spend the day together tomorrow." The two teens who had been secretly having a kicking war underneath the table, otherwise known as footsie, stopped and looked at their mothers in horror and shock.

"WHAT?!"

Bulma cleared her throat before speaking, "Pan, you will be coming over at eleven o' clock. You two will spend the day together." Pan looked at her mother with a look of pleading in her eyes, begging for this to not be true. Today they had only been together because Bra and Goten had been snatched up by Vegeta who wanted a few sparring partners, which basically meant he wanted to spar and he wanted to kick some butt. Trunks only muttered some in Saiyan an it ended up being incoherent anyway. Bulma glared at her son before Chi-Chi spoke, "Come on Pan." she said. Pan stood up, not before sending an evil look to Trunks and sulked over to her mother. Pan's eyes narrowed before thinking about how she wouldn't want to call her 'mother' anymore, considering mothers wouldn't punish their children like this. Chi-Chi said her goodbye to Bulma before ushering Pan out the door and through the halls of the castle to an exit. Before they were five feet out the door, Bulma already had Trunks on his feet and was lecturing him, "You're lucky I didn't let your father take care of this." she said. Trunks could only hang his head in shame, not being able to meet his mothers eyes. Bulma bent down to his eye level to look at him and leaned in and gave him a kiss on his cheek. "Don't look so sad. I don't know why the two of you fight so much. Pan's a good girl, you'd be lucky to have a girl like that to marry." Trunks made a face of disgust at her words and he wiped away at his cheek like the kiss his mother gave him was imprinted there.

Bulma shook her head and chuckled, "Good night, Trunks."

Trunks nodded his head and stalked down the hall, upset and angry, "Good night, Mother." Trunks said very dramatically and gloomily. He knew his mother was staring after him, with that smile plastered on her face. He rolled his eyes and thought how weird mothers were. And yet he was glad for his punishment because he knew that if his father had taken care of him and Pan today, he would not be concious right now. He gave a sigh of relief at that thought, glad at not having his face punched twenty million times. He grabbed the pendant of his necklace and ran it side to side along the chain it was hanging on as he opened the door to his room, shouldering it open and practically crawling into his bed. It had been a long, exhausting day and he was tired. And that is how he fell asleep, laying on top of the covers, clutching the eagle pendant at his chest.

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"Pan...get up! You have to be at the palace in twenty minutes!"

Pan groaned at the sound of her mother's voice. It was so irritating so early in the morning. Pan became more annoyed when she realized who she had to spend the day with. Trunks. Pan let out another groan, her mother would've thought she were in pain if she didn't already know what her daughter was thinking. Chi-Chi rolled her eyes at her daughters antics, "Get up. That means now!" Chi-Chi said before walkig out of her daughter's bedroom. Pan slid out of her bed, rubbing her eyes as she walked groggily to her dresser. She pulled out a jumpsuit to wear, changed into it, the walked over to her dresser where her necklace was currently resting before putting it on over her head.

Pan slowly made her way downstairs, not looking forward to the rest of her day of punishment. She sat down and began eating the food that was already on her plate. She was eating as slow as she could, hoping to eat breakfast all day so she would never have to go over to the palace. "Pan. I know what you're doing. Eat quicker or you're spending tomorrow with Trunks as well." Pan's eyes widened in surprise and she choked down the rest of her food before standing up, letting her mother know that she was finished. Chi-Chi smiled at her daughter, "I thought you'd like to know that your father is taking you over to the palace today." At this, Pan let a smile slip past her lips, anxious to fly with her father instead of in a tiny spacecraft with her mother. "Vegeta and your father will be sparring today, so please do your best to not interrupt them." Pan nodded and gave her mother a kiss on the cheek before running out the door from the kitchen where her father was already waiting for her.

"Do I have to go?" Goku let out a bark of laughter at the first words his daughter said to her when she walked out of the kitchen. He was glad she was still so innocent. That was what the planet needed right now. Pan glared upon hearing her dad's reaction to her question and could only think how she wasn't kidding at all or trying to be funny when she asked that question. He patted Pan on the head before levitating off the ground as Pan followed suit, and the both shot off towards the palace. Pan loved flying. She loved the wind, no matter how hard it hit her, and how she couldn't even make out the scenery before her. Plus she mostly flew with her most favorite person in the world, her daddy.

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When Trunks had woken up that morning, going through his morning routine to get ready for the day, he knew it was going to be a long and irritating day. What he hadn't been expecting was that he was going to be so bored. He was currently occupying the couch in the recreation room. It was the same room he and Pan had almost burned down the day before. There was now a new rug to replace the burned one from yesterday and Pan was laying on top of it. Trunks glared at Pan, Pan glared at Trunks. This was what had been going on since Vegeta and Goku had left the two alone at eleven o' clock that morning. It was now twelve-thirty. A pretty boring morning, heading straight into an even more boring afternoon. "Okay, I'm fed up with this." Pan said, startling Trunks out of his glaring routine. "Trunks." He looked shocked at the sound of his first name, even though she had said it many times before. But she seemed to be making a truce with him, subliminally though. "Is there anything we can entertain ourselves with, other than glaring at each other?"

Trunks raised his palm towards her and a small ball formed in it, a small smirk forming on his lips.

Pan narrowed his eyes at his antics, "Oh, no. Not happening. Someone is bound to notice when there are holes in everything." Trunks shrugged before letting his hand drop, the ball disappearing. Pan sat up, resting her hands on her knees and sighed. Suddenly she hopped up to her feet and excitedly looked at Trunks, "I have the perfect idea." Trunks was looking at her in confusion, wondering why she was so excited. She raised her eyebrows in excitement and finally said, "You want to get back at someone because we have to be together all day?" Trunks seemed to contemplate it before nodding in agreement, "DUH!" Pan jumped at his shout of agreement, "I have so much pent up anger, I was going to see if you wanted to spar but that sounds like a lot better idea." Pan gave him a smile, which he was surprised at and he rose into a sitting position and asked her, "So what's the plan?" Pan was still smiling when she said, "We're going to play a small, innocent prank."

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Vegeta and Goku were too concentrated on their sparring that they didn't even notice the two sneaky Saiyans grabbing their drinks and towels. Pan gave them one last glance as she followed Trunks towards the nearest kitchen. When they entered Trunks turned towards her and gave her a look asking to know what was next. "We need...flour and...hm..." Pan gave her next requirement some thought. She couldn't decide which kitchen item to use in her prank. "Okay, I've decided, flour and corn syrup." Trunks was merely a but puzzled but he found the requested items and set them down on the counter next to the water bottles and towels Pan had set down seconds before.

"Trunks, dump the water out of the bottles and pour in the corn syrup." said Pan as she carried the towels over to a trash can next to the far side of the counter. Trunks complied, dumping the water out and replacing it with the corn syrup. "This is ingenius." He muttered as he couldn't tell the different now between the water and corn syrup, only that he knew that the corn syrup was a lot thicker than the water. He sealed the lids on the water bottles, watching as Pan was now lightly dusting off half the flour off of the towels, but still leaving more than a hint of the powder on the towels. He could only grin at her deviousness. Pan shrugged, practically reading his mind, "I know our fathers didn't decide our punishment, but I know they're allowing it, and that is still not fair." Trunks held up his hands defensively because he certainly agreed with her.

Pan motioned with her head for them to head back to where their fathers were sparring. When the arrived, the two were still sparring, oblivous to the youngsters who were now setting down the nice refreshing water and the soft clean towels in their appropriate places. Pan and Trunks casually strolled across the lawn, and Goku stopped at the sight of them, practically begging for Vegeta to smash his beautiful face in. But Vegeta stopped milimeters from his cheek and stared down at his son and Pan. She waved up at them eagerly, Trunks staring at them dumbly as she had not bothered to tell him the particulars of this part of the plan. Goku waved back eagerly and floated down to the ground, but Pan stopped him halfway, "Don't bother!" She shouted up to him, "We're on our way to go spar! Out in the forest!" She explained to them.

Goku nodded, but continued to float down anyway, saying something about a break to Vegeta who began to float down after him. "Bye dad! Sir!" Pan shouted as she grabbed Trunks' hand and practically ran away as if her life depended on it. Vegeta and Goku shrugged aside their odd behaviour, blaming it on the fact that they were being forced to spend the day together. Goku was already on his way to where his water bottle lay resting on the ground and swiped it up with his hand. Vegeta was just reaching for a towel when Goku spit out whatever he had been drinking out of his water bottle. "UG! That tasted AWFUL!" He turned the water bottle upside down and watched as whatever the substance was poured out like syrup. Vegeta had been watching out of the corner of his eye until he wiped the towel all over and around his face, making sure not to leave a trace of sweat on his face. It was at this point that Goku finished emptying out his bottle, threw it on the ground and looked up at Vegeta who was unconciously rubbing his neck with the towel. Goku let out his trademark laugh when he caught sight of Vegeta's face. It was smeared with a white substance which was only being spread further down his body as Vegeta wiped himself down with the towel. "Vegeta!" He gasped out, "Vegeta, STOP!" He was still laughing, but he wanted Vegeta to stop so he wouldn't get mad when his entire body, besides the parts covered by his blue jumpsuit, turned white.

Vegeta stopped and looked at him. Goku knew he was confused but Vegeta would never let that emotion show on his face. Goku walked over to Vegeta, still chuckling to himself and, even though they secretly considered themselves to be ood friends, wiped his thumb across Vegeta's cheek as Vegeta stared at him hard. Goku only seemed to laugh harder, his eyes squinting with mirth, as he showed the pad of his thumb to Vegeta, whose own eyes narrowed with anger. "What is the meaning of this." It wasn't just a question by Vegeta, it was more of a statement to himself. Goku slapped Vegeta on the shoulder in a gesture that was meant to calm him down, "Just some harmless fun, I'm sure!" but Vegeta seemed to be as angry as ever, Goku wasn't really sure though, he could never really be sure with Vegeta. He stopped himself from laughing further because he was sure it was only making things worse, so he instead smiled, "At least the kids are getting along well enough to concoct a plan like this!" That only made Vegeta growl in response. "They should know, as well respected and respecting children of an elite and a king, that childish escapades such as this are not permitted. They should also be able to comprehend that attempts, like this one, made on certain people," He motioned between himself and Goku, "Will undeniably result in disciplinary actions; meaning further punishment on their part." Goku always hated it when Vegeta when on his rampages. But he couldn't deny anything that Vegeta had just said. The children would require punishment once more. He was never happy when he had to punish his daughter but that was part of his job as a parent.

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Unbeknownst to them, the two youngsters hadn't scampered off into the forest afterall. They were currently sitting high up in a tree that was near the two older Saiyans sparring spot. Trunks was cursing, and not just cursing because his father was angry, no he was cursing Pan. He swore quietly though, because he thought it would be best right now if his father did not hear him. With each word he whispered, Pan could only get angrier. She jabbed him hard in his ribs, "Listen!" She whispered vehemently, "You took part in this just as much as I did so I will not take the blame. I repeat...I. Will. Not. Take. The. Entire. Blame. For. This." She said poking him the same spot, harder each time. Trunks scowled at her, "It was your stupid idea." Pan laughed angrily, "Well obviously it wasn't so stupid or you wouldn't have taken part in it with me, would you?" Pan's only response from Trunks was a glare, until he spoke, "I don't think I've ever felt so much hate for one person." He spoke with so much hatred that Pan faltered for a moment. She didn't really think he hated her that much. There was always anger between them and they never seemed to be able to get along but she didn't think it was this bad, that the hatred ran that deep within Trunks. She floated off of her tree limb, "I never want to speak with you again. Be sure to stay away from me." She spoke these words before blasting off into the sky, away from Trunks, and hopefully away from the palace forever.

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