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A Thousand Years - Chapter TwoChapter Two: Knowing One’s HeartA Thousand Years - Chapter Two by AthenaEvarinya
An hour later, Pan was still trying to decipher the cryptic words of the Saiyan King and her baby sister as she mingled with her family and friends. Though the Z gang had always been a close-knit group, they rarely gathered like this en masse unless at the insistence of Bulma or her grandmother. It was more the norm that you would probably see someone in the group every few weeks in passing as you went about with your life; of course, if you had stronger ties, such as her friendship with Bra and Marron, then clearly there would be more time spent in the company of those friends.
The only downside to the party was that Uub wasn’t there. Marron had told her that the spiky haired, tanned god was close to cracking the murder case he was currently working on. However, everyone knew that was an excuse as much as a reason to man's absence. Uub just didn’t want to be in the same room with Goten and vice versa; they’d just wind up
A Thousand Years - Chapter OneChapter One: Strange MessagesA Thousand Years - Chapter One by AthenaEvarinya
Son Pan exited the gate, shivering as she got hit by a blast of cold air from the airport's air conditioning. She stepped aside out of the main flow of exiting passengers to take a moment to pause and check the time. 2:19 p.m. She had told her best friends, Bra Briefs and Marron Chestnut that her plane would probably be getting in at around 2:35 p.m. and knowing the two of them as she did, they wouldn't arrive until then to pick her up. While neither woman was ever late, they weren't known for arriving early either.
It wasn’t like she actually needed for them to come pick her up. All of her stuff was stored in the extra-deluxe Capsule Corps. storage capsules that Bulma, Bra’s mother, had sent her last Christmas as a gift and a subtle hint to remind her that it was time to move her ass back home. She could easily just walk out of the building and fly to her parents’ home, but the problem with that was there was no place she could s
It Will Rain - Chapter OneChapter 1: Who’s Your Daddy?It Will Rain - Chapter One by AthenaEvarinya
In the world of one Bra Briefs, Princess of all Saiyans, even if the all was a sad total number of seven (six really since Goku had vanished from their lives due to that whole mess with the Dragon Ball several years back), there were several truths that could stand up to the test of the scientific method and survive to become a law of life.
The first law was that her mother, one Bulma Briefs loved giving parties no matter what the occasion. That fact had only become even truer after her mother had ‘retired’ from Capsule Corps, turning the reins over to Bra’s older brother Trunks for the most part. Bulma claimed that her only contribution in the company was to invent things in her spare time that were copyrighted and then sold as company products, but that was a bit of a lie.
If the former president thought the current president had made an idiotic decision, she had no qualms about storming up into his office or c
It Will Rain - ProloguePrologue: HomecomingIt Will Rain - Prologue by AthenaEvarinya
“Ladies and gentleman, welcome to West Capitol City Airport. The local time is 2:34 p.m. and the temperature outside is a beautiful and sunny 88 degrees Fahrenheit.”
Son Pan pulled the headphones off; there was no point in wearing them now when all the music stations had been replaced with the voice of the flight attendant as she gave the landing speech to the passengers. She leaned down and pulled a brush out of her bag, using it with quick and efficient strokes to fix the hair that probably looked like crap from using the headphones and sleeping a few hours on the ten hour flight from Shenlong Shores to West Capitol City.
The flight home would have actually taken a little over two hours had she chosen to actually fly instead of taking a plane. Yet Pan had deliberately made the choice to take a plane, something she knew would have baffled her family and friends. Even the slowest of the Z gang would have chosen to fly on their own p
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