"Pan come! We want to meet Son-Goten and the others today!", Son-Gohan called up the stairs.


"Coming soon!" Came from above and the door was opened. Pan came down the stairs with a large bag. Your father was amazed.


"Can you tell me what you are actually carrying with you? We don't want to go on permanent vacation, we just want to meet a few friends. You don't need all that clutter!" Pan thought for a moment.


"That's right! I'll be right back!" She dragged the bag back up and came back down after thirty minutes. This time, however, only with her backpack.


"We can!" She said and went out the door. Videl and Gohan looked at each other and thought only one thing: typically their daughter!




Pan landed on the sand of Turtle Island and looked up to see where her parents were. Since she was firmly convinced that they would arrive in five minutes at the latest, she did not wait, but went straight to the house entrance.Then she found Son-Goten laughing with Kuririn. A little in the background sat C18 and Marron. She ran to Son-Goten, her uncle.


“Hi Son-Goten!” She beamed all over her face.


"Well, look at who's there. My little niece Pan!" Pan put on her pouty face.


"I've already told you a thousand times that I'm no longer small! After all, I'm already 15 years old! Remember that!" Son-Goten laughed.


"Yes, yes. The big Pan. Hahaha!" Pan went offended, without giving him another look, to C18 and Marron. The two girls started chatting straight away and didn't notice that Videl and Gohan were arriving.


"Pan! How many times have I told you not to fly that far ?! Probably ten times! By the way, we saw Bulma and such on the way. They should come right away!" The two landed and greeted them first the others.




As she was playing with a crab in the sand, Pan noticed a rather strong aura from the south.She also knew who it was: namely her grandfather Son-Goku! And barely a minute later he came. But not alone, but in the company of Bulma, Vegeta, Bra and Trunks.


"Hello everyone!" Said Goku and looked around. Pan didn't really care if her grandfather was there or not. Her eyes immediately fell on Trunks, who was probably not that happy about this "family outing". >> Probably Bra’s brother. But she never mentioned that she had one !? <<


"Hey Pan, hello! Don't you want to tell me" Tag "?" She was a bit startled when she suddenly stood in front of her grandfather. He stretched out his arms and Pan wanted to immediately fall into his arms, but she thought about it. No, she wasn't a little child anymore. She was already fifteen! She couldn't hug her grandfather anymore. What did that look like? And especially not in front of the cute boy!


"Yes, hi!", She said and casually held up her hand in greeting.Everyone looked at her in astonishment. Videl couldn't believe it.


"Pan, tell me, can you tell me what kind of greeting that is? Oh my God, I think I raised her wrong!" Videl couldn't say more because she was already on the verge of fainting. Goku looked puzzled.


“Pan, are you all right too?” She waved her off.


"Sure. I'm not a baby anymore!" With that the topic was ticked off and everyone went into the house. That left Goten, Trunks, Bra and Pan.


“Aha, I see. So that's why the wind is blowing!” Son-Goten grinned.


"What? What are you talking about?" Pan looked at him questioningly.


"Could it be that you are playing cool here just to impress Trunks?" He looked at her crookedly. Trunks, Bra, and Goten looked at her.


"W-how do you d-think that?" Pan stuttered. "Nonsense! I'm just not a little kid anymore! So, and now I'll go swimming." Since she had already put on her bathing suit at home as a precaution, she took off her clothes.

"Bra are you coming with me?" Pan asked her best friend. Bra thought for a moment.


“It's burned! Wait a minute!” She also took off her clothes, but instead of a swimsuit she had put on a red bikini that looked great on her. Pan looked up at the sky but couldn't see a cloud. She was about to go into the water when a voice rang out behind her.


"Well, what do we have there? So if you want, I can put some lotion on you. After all, you shouldn't do such sun exposure to young skin, right?" Muten-Roshi stood behind Pan and was about to touch her buttocks , but it was faster and gave him a hard blow on the head.


"But you shouldn't expect that sort of thing to old skin, should it?" With these words, she stomped into the water with Bra by the hand. Meanwhile, Son-Goten was talking to Trunks.


"My best friend and buddy. Answer me a question: How do you like my little niece Pan?" He looked at Trunks with a nasty grin.

"Like me ...?" Trunks paused. His face went a little red. "Well, very nice ... how do you ask?" Son-Goten did not go into the question, but asked a counter-question.


"Really just" really nice "?" Trunks couldn't escape the question. He sighed.


"Okay, okay! Well, she's actually quite ... cute! Satisfied?" Although the volume had decreased quite a bit with the word "sweet". Son-Goten slapped the back of the chair with his hand.


"Ha! I thought so! And now let me guess! If you think a girl is cute, then you're already taken. Right or am I right?" Trunks nodded. "Since you definitely want to know what her name is: Amy, parallel class, you've seen it before! And ..." Trunks didn't finish because Bra (and most importantly) Pan came out of the water again. Pan purposefully went to Son-Goten and Trunks. She stopped behind Trunks and put her hands on her hips.


"What did you talk about?"She looked at Son-Goten suspiciously.


"Oh, nothing that would concern you women. It occurs to me, Bra I wanted to show you something else! Come with me!" He pulled the somewhat confused Bra on the wrist to the other side of the island and left Pan and Trunks behind.


"He made that up nicely."


"Hm? What do you mean?" Pan sat down on Son-Goten's chair and looked at him questioningly.


"Oh, uh, nothing. Nothing at all." The two were silent. Suddenly Pan rubbed his eyes with his fingers.


“Are you okay?” She nodded.


"Yeah, just something caught my eye. A grain of sand." Trunks got up and walked over to her.


“Lean backwards!” Pan leaned her head back and Trunks carefully wiped the grain of sand away from her.


“Okay, that's it.” Pan looked up. Her and Trunks' faces were pretty close. Actually much too close. Before she knew it, the chair fell over and she and Trunks fell to the floor. He straightened up a bit, but was still above her.The two looked each other in the eye. Trunks approached her face and kissed her on the mouth. Pan didn't think, just let it happen. After a few minutes, Trunks let go of her again and startled at the same moment.


"MAY YOU TELL ME WHAT THAT'S MEANING? ARE YOU STILL WITH COMFORT?" Trunks pushed Pan a little aside, just in time for the others to come out too. Bulma went over to Vegeta.


"Can you please explain to me why you are yelling around here?" She asked him.


"Can I tell you: Because the two of them just GRASSED! THEREFORE! IF YOU KNOW WHAT ELSE HAPPENED, I WOULD NOT HAVE DISCOVERED! THAT REALLY CANNOT WORK! MY SON AND THIS ... THIS ..." Videl was about to reply, but Trunks stepped in.


"Now do it half-long! You haven't got a single proof that it was really like that! Also, watch out for what you say, right?" He stood up and stood protectively in front of Pan, who was so angry that she almost stood up Vegeta would have gone off.

"How do you talk to me at all? Do you still know who you have in front of you?" Trunks only gave a small "Tst." From himself and looked to the side. Vegeta slowly broke the thread of patience.


"Now stop acting like toddlers! I think Trunks and Pan are old enough to know what they do and what not, or do you think differently?" Bulma put her hands on her hips. Vegeta turned around, surprised by the appearance of his wife.


"If something doesn't work here, it's that you're making such a fuss here! So what? Then they just kissed! What kind of problem is that? Practice early!" With that she pulled Vegeta back into the house and the others followed them. Trunks and Pan were bright red and to make matters worse, Son-Goten and Bra came back.


"And how was it?" He asked Trunks, who answered him with a rather angry look.


“Leave your comments, okay?” With that he left Son-Goten and went into the house as well.Bra tried to speak to Pan and ask what exactly happened, but Pan couldn't make a sound. All she had to think about was the kiss with Trunks. Your first real kiss ...




"Trunks, get up!" Bulma called up the stairs. Trunks, still rather sleepy, looked at the alarm clock. Ten past eight!


"Shit." He exclaimed and quickly got dressed. In record time he was at the breakfast table, grabbed a roll and ran. No, it took off. It was much faster.


After five minutes he got to school and ran up the stairs as fast as he could. Trunks ran to the classroom, threw the door open and ... nothing! Nobody was there. Well, his downright favorite teacher was standing at his desk and giving him an angry look. That was still missing! Nobody had told him they would get that disgust as a class teacher. Not only was it unfair, it was extremely brutal!> I'd rather go through hell than have that! Trunks thought.


"What is it? Would you like to stay in the door frame forever? But enough of the talk. In contrast to the others, you are the first to enter here almost on time. By the way: I haven't heard a" good morning "from you, Mr. Wait ... Mr. Briefs! "Trunks would have loved to turn his neck and slit his throat. But he