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How Pan And Bra Met
Ages: Pan - 4, Bra - 3, Goten - 17, Trunks - 18
"Uncle Goten, where are we going?" asked Pan as they were flying in the sky.
"We're going to see one of my friends. He has a sister who's about your age."
"My first ! I am so excited. So, how much longer until we get there?"
"Can you fly faster?"
"Yeah!"
Goten started to fly faster.
"Hey, wait up for me uncle!"
At Capsule Corp.
"Hey Trunks, what's so important? Daddy was going to show me how to fly!" spoke Bra.
"I've got a present for you. My friend, Goten, is coming for a visit and he's bringing his niece. She's about your age."
"Really! Yippee! I better change into something nicer."
"No, it's ok what you have on right now."
"Ok, when are they coming?"
"Right about..."
"Hey Trunks, what's up?" asked Goten.
"Hey Goten, it's been a while, what a few years?"
"Yeah, here's the little niece of mine."
"OOOOO. Wow Uncle Goten, this is one big house! Like a mansion!" spoke Pan.
"Pan, I'd like you to meet Trunks."
Trunks started to squat down to say hi to her, but she flew up.
"Hi there Trunks, I'm Pan."
"Well, Pan, I'm surprised you can fly already."
"Of course I can, grandpa already taught me!"
"That's great. I've got someone for you to meet. Bra come here," Bra slowly started to walk to Pan.
"Hi there, what's you name?" asked Bra
"Pan Son, and yours?"
"Bra Briefs."
"Can you fly yet?"
"Sorta, my daddy teaching me."
"Wow, cool. My grandpa is teaching me. My daddy teaches me sometimes, but he studies a lot. My grandma wants me to be like him."
"Yeah, my mom wants me to be a bookworm too."
"What's a bookworm?"
"People who study too much like Trunks!"
"Hey, I'm not a bookworm, can you two run along and play now?"
"Grouchy." Said the two in unison and they started to wander off.
"Ya know, I think Bra's gonna be a lot like her father when she grows up."
"I hope not."
In Bra's Room
"WOW, Bra, this is your room? It's HUGE!"
"I know, my mom's the richest lady in the world."
"Really? That's so cool! My mommy's dad or my other grandpa, is the strongest human!"
"Yeah, but my daddy's stronger than him."
"Really? What's his name?"
"Vegeta, the prince of all the Saiyans."
"My grandpa tells me about him, he is stronger than my other grandpa, but not stronger than him!"
"Yeah, that's why he trains so much!"
"Ok, so what do you have in your room? Where's all of the toys or sparring equipment?"
"My toys are over there, but I usually learn to train with my daddy. My mom won't get me sparring equipment for another year, only because I'm three."
"That sucks, I'm four though. Let's play with some of the toys though."
"Ok, here's my entire chest of toys."
"WWWWWWOOOOWWWWWW! This is so big! Let's dive in."
"Ok, 1, 2, ... 3!!!"
They jumped in and started to play with the toys.
"Wow, this is like a pool of toys!" said Pan.
"Your telling me! Try cleaning it up!"
"Toy fight!" They started to throw the toys at each other.
"Weeeeee, I'm gonna get you, Bra!"
"Not if I get you first, Pan!"
The two of them started to throw more toys at each other when Bulma came in.
"Bra, what are you going?" she asked in a very angry, but calm tone.
"I was playing with my friend, Pan."
"Pan... where have I heard that name before? Oh yeah, come here you!" Pan started to walk towards Bulma. Bulma started to hug Pan so tightly.
"Is your daddy Gohan and your mommy Videl, little girl?"
"Yep, and don't call me little! I'm four!"
"Mommy, why are you hugging my friend so tightly?"
"Oh, because I know her parents very well and I was hoping to catch a glimpse of their daughter. Pan, you are the spitting image of your mom, but you like to fight like your dad, right?"
"Yup! Can we get back to playing now?"
"Huh? Oh sure, Bra, remember to clean up your toys!"
"Yes, mommy!"
"Wow, seems that this whole house know me! I feel great!"
"Yeah, Pan...?"
"Yeah, Bra?"
"You're my best friend."
"Yep and your my best friend too. We'll be best friends forever!"
"Yeah!"
"Now let's clean up these toys before your mom comes back!"
"Right!"
THE END!
For a mini-fanfic, I think it's alright. Nice reviews please!