With the permission of Klara in Flares, I made a compilation of all the trials and
tribulations Gohan had to go through while raising Pan. I hope it is as funny as I think it
is, and thank you Klara :D
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Raising Pan
Trunks rummaged through the attic of the Son residence, along with Yamcha and Goten.
His wife just had to have her favorite bandana for their anniversary, and guess who had to
look for it? Trunks growled impatiently. He had searched for hours in the massive
collection of dust covered boxes and found nothing. Frustrated, he kicked a cardboard
box making gray particles fly into the already musty air. Yamcha watched as the specks
swirled in the air and floated gracefully out the window.
"Man, I don't think you're going to find it," he said.
Trunks ran his fingers through his long lavender locks and sighed. It did seem rather
hopeless.
"I guess you're right. I just have to buy her one," he said, shrugging. As he turned to
leave, he stumbled over the box he kicked and hit the floor hard. Goten tried to contain
his laughter and he went over to help his best friend up.
"Hey man, that was some fALLL…" Goten tripped over the same box, landing right on
top of Trunks. It took a second for both the men to refocus their eyes. Goten was the first
to realize what happened, and he quickly stood up, noting their awkward position. Trunks
scratched the back of his head, surprisingly-Son-style and laughed. Yamcha then folded
him arms and chuckled, making the pair look at him.
"I'm not moving…that box is out for blood," he commented, pointing to the box in
question. Trunks gave him an evil glare as he patted the dust off of him. Looking down,
he noticed a little leather bound book with the name "Pan" monogrammed on the cover.
Intrigued, he picked it up and blew the years of dust off of it. He examined the book, then
tossed it to Goten.
"You ever see that before," he question while walking over to him. Goten shook his head,
holding the book gingerly.
"No, perhaps it's her diary," he said, passing it back to Trunks.
Yamcha sprung to attention, "A girl's diary?!"
He walked over to his friends, but tripped over the same box and landed flat on his face.
Goten shook his head as he opened the little book, and his eyes grew large. Trunks
moved in closer and Yamcha tried to see between the pair.
"What does it say," he quizzed. Goten used his finger to guide his reading.
Dear Journal,
This is not Pan. I bought this for my little darling's birthday, but she said she wouldn't be
caught dead with something so girly. So, I'm just going to use this book as a little picture
book. Well, I guess a 16 year old doesn't need a journal anyway.
Gohan
"He kept a picture book of Pan. I wonder which pictures he put in here," Trunks said,
smiling.He then walked over to the small, circular window and saw his wife sparring with
Juuhachi. Sensing eyes on her, she looked to her left and smiled at him. He raven hair
glistened in the sun. He was about to say he loved her, but Juu kicked her in the head
before he could get it out. Trunks turned around quickly and walked over to Goten,
grabbing the journal from him.
"I guess it wouldn't hurt if we looked through it." With that said, Trunks sat down Indian
style on the floor, followed by Goten and Yamcha. Just as he was about to open the book,
a low grumbling noise shook the room. Trunks looked down at his stomach and blushed.
"...after we grab a bite to eat," he added sheepishly.
Well…I wonder what fond memories they'll find in the little leather-bound book? The
next chapter should be up soon :)
tribulations Gohan had to go through while raising Pan. I hope it is as funny as I think it
is, and thank you Klara :D
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____
Raising Pan
Trunks rummaged through the attic of the Son residence, along with Yamcha and Goten.
His wife just had to have her favorite bandana for their anniversary, and guess who had to
look for it? Trunks growled impatiently. He had searched for hours in the massive
collection of dust covered boxes and found nothing. Frustrated, he kicked a cardboard
box making gray particles fly into the already musty air. Yamcha watched as the specks
swirled in the air and floated gracefully out the window.
"Man, I don't think you're going to find it," he said.
Trunks ran his fingers through his long lavender locks and sighed. It did seem rather
hopeless.
"I guess you're right. I just have to buy her one," he said, shrugging. As he turned to
leave, he stumbled over the box he kicked and hit the floor hard. Goten tried to contain
his laughter and he went over to help his best friend up.
"Hey man, that was some fALLL…" Goten tripped over the same box, landing right on
top of Trunks. It took a second for both the men to refocus their eyes. Goten was the first
to realize what happened, and he quickly stood up, noting their awkward position. Trunks
scratched the back of his head, surprisingly-Son-style and laughed. Yamcha then folded
him arms and chuckled, making the pair look at him.
"I'm not moving…that box is out for blood," he commented, pointing to the box in
question. Trunks gave him an evil glare as he patted the dust off of him. Looking down,
he noticed a little leather bound book with the name "Pan" monogrammed on the cover.
Intrigued, he picked it up and blew the years of dust off of it. He examined the book, then
tossed it to Goten.
"You ever see that before," he question while walking over to him. Goten shook his head,
holding the book gingerly.
"No, perhaps it's her diary," he said, passing it back to Trunks.
Yamcha sprung to attention, "A girl's diary?!"
He walked over to his friends, but tripped over the same box and landed flat on his face.
Goten shook his head as he opened the little book, and his eyes grew large. Trunks
moved in closer and Yamcha tried to see between the pair.
"What does it say," he quizzed. Goten used his finger to guide his reading.
Dear Journal,
This is not Pan. I bought this for my little darling's birthday, but she said she wouldn't be
caught dead with something so girly. So, I'm just going to use this book as a little picture
book. Well, I guess a 16 year old doesn't need a journal anyway.
Gohan
"He kept a picture book of Pan. I wonder which pictures he put in here," Trunks said,
smiling.He then walked over to the small, circular window and saw his wife sparring with
Juuhachi. Sensing eyes on her, she looked to her left and smiled at him. He raven hair
glistened in the sun. He was about to say he loved her, but Juu kicked her in the head
before he could get it out. Trunks turned around quickly and walked over to Goten,
grabbing the journal from him.
"I guess it wouldn't hurt if we looked through it." With that said, Trunks sat down Indian
style on the floor, followed by Goten and Yamcha. Just as he was about to open the book,
a low grumbling noise shook the room. Trunks looked down at his stomach and blushed.
"...after we grab a bite to eat," he added sheepishly.
Well…I wonder what fond memories they'll find in the little leather-bound book? The
next chapter should be up soon :)