CHAPTER 3: Tail-less Wonders

Pan awoke, tangled in a mass of hot sweaty bed sheets. "Ugggh…" She groaned, struggling to release herself from their binding hold. She glanced at her "Great Saiyaman" action figure alarm clock. The numbers 4:02 A.M. glared back at her in neon lights. Her eyes widened, " Wow, have I

ever woken up at 4, in my life?" Shaking her head, she rolled out of bed, and dragged herself into her closet. She tugged on her favorite black tank top, the one with the letters, "I will not tease the boys." Written over and over on it, as if on a chalkboard. She pulled on a pair of capri’s Bra lent her, strapped up her boots, and flew out the window.

She headed towards the massive capsule corporation building. Even in the dim light, she could see it’s gigantic white outline. She stared uneasily at the moon, only a sliver of it’s silver shaped un filled. Her tail tingled, sending shivers down the base of her spine. She looked away, shaking the feeling off. She thought of all the guy’s reactions to it at school. She could remember many a times when a guy would waltz over to her locker with appraising eyes, catch sight of the flickering object, and pick up tail and run. Most painfully, she remembered people teasing her about it. Of course, most of them ended up with broken and/or missing limbs afterward, but she couldn’t

make the hurt go away.

She halted as she floated up to Bra’s room. A security robot spotted her, scanned her, and then went on it’s metallic way. Pan hopped lightly onto the windowsill, and tapped lightly with a fingernail. From the heights she could feel a breeze, a chilling breeze, and she wished she

had brought a jacket. She watched Bra’s sleeping form, stir, but not wake up. Pan cursed, Bra never did wake up when she needed her. She went down to the back door. She could hear Vegita inside the gravity room with her Saiyajin assets, even though the room was thickly padded. She knocked timidly on the door. Vegiita’s movements never even flickered. With a sigh, she opened the gravity room’s door. The gravity was automatically set at earth’s again. Vegita turned a cool glance at her, "What do you want, brat?" He asked with a sneer, extremely annoyed at being interrupted during his morning sparring.

" I want to get inside your house." She said just as calm, eyes never leaving Vegita’s face. Vegita, eyes still locked, looked as though he was considering. He opened his mouth, " Nope."

"What do you mean no?" Pan said, putting her hands on her hips.

" I mean, "No!" Vegita said in a shrill imitation of Pan, placing his gloved hands on his hips, in a mocking way, that really scared the crap out of Pan. "You interrupted me… and now you will make up for my lost time. Prepare." He said suddenly, reappearing behind her. His fist made a nice

connection with her back, and she stumbled forward. She went into stance, glaring at him. She was really pissed. She was no match for Vegita, and she hated seeing that smirk on his face as her toyed with her. She attacked with a barrage of fists, knowing it was hopeless anyway. She didn’t think he would hurt her… she didn’t think. He met her punch for punch, eyes locked on her the whole time,

smiling, mocking. He broke away.

"Oh Pannie, you disgrace your grandfather." His stopped, re evaluating his statement. "Not that that is bad or anything but--." He stopped as Pan launched herself at him. She threw a punch to his gut-which was blocked, a kick to his side-which was blocked, and a lab to his ribs, which was blocked. Vegita smirked, again happy with her struggle.

Then she did something, he didn’t expect. Raising her tail, she tickled the base of where his once had been. His eyes widened, very surprised. She smiled wickedly, taking advantage of the situation by ramming his nose palm first, and watching his body slam into the close wall.

"Nice spar, Vegita-sama!" She said bowing. She pressed a button, and entered the house. As a reflection she thought, " Gosh, I sure am having some strange spars these days…"