Two More Enter
Yamcha’s Saiyan Babe: Right welcome to the GT house, last time Chi-chi and Pan
entered the house... this time this is for all you lovely ladies out here reading this fic...
in order of majority Rules come on in TRUNKS BRIEFS!!!!
The main door open and Trunks walks in casually dressed, screams are suddenly
heard coming wildly from the female reviewers... *whispers* well you obviously
want a T/P get together so ya got it.... *winks*
Trunks: Huh why are whispering?
Y.S.B: No reason... anyways next contestant!!! GOTEN SON come on in!!!!
Goten comes wandering it wearing a typical goofy son grin.
Y.S.B: Well you two make yourself at home I’ll run by you what’s going on when the
next two are voted in...
Trunks and Goten nod slowly and the door closes and they walk off to find the room
they will share...
Pan is sitting on the couch slumped back channel surfing when Trunks and Goten
walk past her. Pan tilts her head and grins as Trunks walks past.
Trunks: I’ve never done anything like this before...
Goten: Me neither... should be interesting...
Pan: Hey guys.
Trunks and Goten turn round.
Goten: Oh wow Pan your here... cool.
Pan smiles at them.
Pan: Yup.
Trunks: So what’s the stats so far on the others?
Y.S.B: Bra, Goku and Vegeta share 3 votes, Gohan and Lunch 2, Videl, Bulma, Mirai
Trunks, Yamcha, Chibi Goku all share one...
Goten blinks and he looks at Trunks.
Trunks: So it’s a tie between my sister, dad and Goku huh? Should be interesting to
see who gets voted in next...
Chi-chi is busying herself round the kitchen cooking and getting familiar where
everything is. She is happily humming to herself and she looks over the kitchen bench
at the three younger ones talking in the lounge.
Chi-chi: dinner will be ready in five minutes, so unpack you two and when you’re
done we’ll eat.
Goten: alright!!! FOOD!!
Goten runs out to unpack his capsules leaving Pan and Trunks alone in the lounge, but
still under the watchful eyes of Chi-chi.
Trunks: I should... er... go unpack to...
Pan: *grins* well we’re not going anywhere are we.
Trunks: Uh... no...
Trunks walks out slowly looking over his shoulder looking at Pan and he walks
straight in to the door and he hears Pan laugh. Trunks shakes his head.
Trunks: Ow... *sweatdrop* heh... I meant to do that...
Pan: Riiiiiiiiight... I’m sure...
Trunks rushes out hurriedly.