What a teenager needs




And here now the 2nd part of the story!


I hope you like it as much as the first one!


Comments, criticism and suggestions for improvement are always welcome ^ - ^




Faithi








What a teenager needs - part 2


- Rescue me!




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"So Pan, now it's your turn!" Bra said seriously to her friend. "Me? What should I do?" asked Pan. "Hm ... let's first choose the victim! Because your uncle was already my victim, we'll take my brother next. And I already have an idea ..." Bra said with a grin. "Oh dear, if I don't become a victim myself then," Pan thought.




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Downstairs Vegeta was busy with Goths when Trunks joined them.First he watched as his father beat Goten "... that's for you ...". Trunks looked thoughtful and apparently didn't dream of helping his friend "... and that's for touching my daughter ..." one could hear Vegeta. Suddenly Trunks screamed. Vegeta looked at him puzzled and Goten rather disappointed. "Yeah daddy go and now the right one, then the left one and then straight into his best piece !!!!". Trunks posed in a fighting position (* imagines that * ^^ '' * overturned *).


Vegeta started to grin "Hey hey did you hear?" he spoke to Goten. But he didn't dare to nod or make a stupid comment because he would be beaten again afterwards anyway. Trunks in turn grabbed a flag with "Go Vegeta Go" on it (<--- how did I get that ??? ô.Ô)> Oh man, the boy is embarrassed! Hard to believe that this is my son -. -


In the meantime, Bra has relayed her plan to Pan ...


"Oh no I won't! I ..." Pan said to Bra "Oh come on, don't be a spoilsport!" Bra Pan tried to change his mind. "No, no, and once again no!" shouted Pan, "I'm definitely not undressing in front of Trunks! I won't! I won't let that gawk at me !!!!" "But Pan ... hm ... if that's the case then we'll stop different! Tear off your clothes a little and then scream ... "Bra Pan whispered the rest in his ear, as if someone could overhear this conversation even though it wouldn't work because Trunks was downstairs and cheered on his father, Goten is being beaten by Vegeta and Bulma is desperate tries to keep the two apart.




"So after dinner, okay?" Bra asked again as the two joined the dining table. "Yes, yes is good!" answered Pan. "What after dinner?" Trunks asked curiously. "You will find out soon enough!" said Bra, giggling.


'If he only knew' Pan thought with a bad feeling in his stomach.



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After they had dined, Bra wanted Pan to start the prank now. But Bulma had another great idea. "How do you know when you go to the pool?" she asked. "Hmm ... yeah that's a very good idea, mom!" said Bra and thought insidiously> it would go that way, hey hey, even better! <


"Um ... Bra ..." Pan stuttered, "I can't possibly go naked in the pool!" "Hehe, why not? It would be a really nice sight!" grinned Trunks >> GAP << "WHAT YOU'VE GOT ... YOU ... YOU ... PERVERSLING !!!" >> PENG << Pan was furious (hmm ... reminds me a little of Akane if she scrubs Ranma!). Bra held her arms and pulled her up behind him to her room.




"Don't worry, it will suit you and Trunks will fall into the trap even more because of it." said Bra. "But why should Trunks also be a victim


asked Pan (hm ... good question).

"Ts ... Pan ... look ..."


"yes, I'll see if the bikini fits"


"* tip over * eeh ... no I mean you should look at me!" Bra moaned, snapped.


"Hm? Did you say something?" Pan asked innocently.


"* overturned * Yes, I ha ... Oh Pan, the bikini looks good on you! It really emphasizes your figure! And your breasts really come into their own, you've grown there! But in the right place and ... oh dear I think I should give you another one, otherwise Trunks' eyes will fall out (to all male readers: Stop! Don't imagine that! NO! Don't even think about it !!!! I'm right too late ....? !) and your uncle won't pay any attention to me ... oops ... eh! "


Bra seemed to have inadvertently divulged something she didn't want to divulge.


"Oh, that's it ... that's why you got my uncle right ..." Pan says very teasingly and started to laugh.


"Eh ... no that's not how it is, I mean eh ..."


"And you certainly thought that your brother would help uncle, but he didn't do it now you want revenge right?Hmm ... am I right or right? "Pan teased further.


"Eh ... come on let's go downstairs now," Bra tried to change the subject.


> Hm ... if I have to, I'll do you the favor Bra! I'm not made of sugar! But from honey * sticking out your tongue * <




Downstairs the boys were already romping around in the pool (poor water). Bra opened the door and came into the garden with a towel wrapped around his waist. She carefully placed the towel on the bed. She put on her sunglasses and made herself comfortable on the couch. She was wearing a wine red bikini. Goten was distracted by her body so that he could not pay attention for a moment and his head was already pushed into the water. Trunks had a lot of fun watching his best friend chuckle a little. He pulled him out of the water by his hair. "Did the water taste good?" he asked with a grin. "Ha! Ha! It was so refreshing!" Goten said ironically "Maybe you should drink some of it too, it tastes really wonderful!" he said with a grin and pushed Trunks into the water, pushed his head deep into the water and waited a few seconds until the fidgeting of Trunks slowed down.

"Okay enough drunk now let's throw your little sister in the water," grinned Goten cheekily.




However, before the two boys could put that into practice, Pan appeared in front of them in a skimpy bikini. She didn't look happy, she was rather annoyed. Especially from the greedy looks of the employees. She trotted slowly to Bra, who was calmly putting some sunscreen on.


"You Bra ... I think you were right, I should have put on a different bikini!" said Pan a little timidly. Bra looked at her friend in disbelief. "How? Don't you mind ?!" she replied in amazement. Pan nodded slightly, looked over at the boys who looked like two vultures at the two girls. That annoyed Pan tremendously and for a short time Trunks and Goths were thrown into the water >> splash splash << (* ggg * no kidding). "ARGH! STOP GAPS LIKE THE VULGERS !!!" Pan shouted annoyed. She turned around where the staff are, glared at her "and you ...!"“The employees crawled back into their work in fear,“ that has always worked! ”Pan said and sat down next to Bra.“ Uh ... that must have been painful for Trunks and Goths. ”Bra said,“ oh what they can take it! "said Pan and put some cream on himself.


"Hee Trunks, Goten did it hurt when Pan threw you into the water? You made a real belly smack!" asked Bra "Nope, nope! Didn't hurt (^. ^ ')" said Trunks and flew quickly into his room again, followed by Goten. "Tell me, Trunks, didn't that really hurt you?" asked Goten zag. Trunks writhed on the floor "Argh that hurt !!!!"> Eh, that would answer my question <"Trunks don't act like that!" said Goten, "but you" thought Trunks, who also Goten doubled over, and rolled over on the floor.




"Oh, you Bra, Goten and Trunks wanted to throw you in the water!" Pan looked at Bra grinned, "You would have been a slippery fish if they had tried to fish you out of there!"Bra literally grinned over both ears" Well, sunscreen makes it possible! "






Sequel follows...






Sorry that the story didn't work out ... but I'm really not in the mood to continue writing it now. Not until Monday when it's all over. Since the death of my grandfather last Monday (or Tuesday), I can no longer concentrate so well (except in math ^^ ')


But I promise you that the next part will be better, if you want if ned, then I don't have to continue writing. It depends on how many people want a sequel (although I hate a sequel, I'll make a story out of it) So until the next story if you want.




Ciao your Faithi