Rating:PG (drag and teasing are constantly stated ^^)
Please Note: There are some Japanese words in here.{Baka=stupid; Nade Kuso=what's this crap?; Nani=What?Huh?; Ima Yamero=stop that this instant!; and Murasakige=Purple hair!}
Description: What happens when Trunks is 13, Pan has a dress, Goten has a wig, and ChiChi makes cake!
Author:Sammy
Disclaimer: Now in no way do I own Dragon Ball Z or it's characters. It belongs to it's respected copyright owners: such as Toei Animation. This story was made purely for the fun of laughing. Enjoy! And don't steal my story!!!!
~~~~~~~~~~Let's Play Dress Up!:Chapter1~~~~~~~~~~~~~
He just sat there, staring at it. It was so beautiful, like a piece of heaven had come and left its mark on his table. He felt his whole being longing for one little, tiny piece of the treasure. He couldn't decide wether to stand his ground, or to let the quick tempered ChiChi rain anger on his guilty hands.
"C'mon ChiChi, just one lil' bite..." Goku pleaded staring at the chocolate cake topped with strawberries and whipped cream.
"Not a chance, Goku," ChiChi said as she dried off the whisk and faced him. "That cake is especially made for tonight."
Goku just stared at the cake, his stomach rioted loudly. His black eyes darted up to ChiChi who was eyeing him silently.
"What's tonight? Is it our anniversery?" the Saiyan asked.
"Goku, I'm surprised at you! Today's Master Roshi's birthday!" ChiChi glared at him.
"But you never bake Master Roshi a cake. You said he's a per..."
"Please, Goku, I felt like baking, it was the perfect excuse. Yes, Master Roshi is baka. Now go outside and make sure that Gohan is doing his homework."
"SMACK!!" ChiChi slammed her whisk right down on Goku's hands. He had been trying to take one taste of the cream...and failed.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Chapter 2~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Nade kuso!" Trunks bellowed pulling a few silk dresses and stocking's from a very messy closet. He quickly took one look at them and threw them onto the barely clean floor. Goten and Trunks had decided to rummage through Pan's stuff, before she got home, of course.
"Yo, Trunks, look at this!" Goten smiled as he hoisted a baby blue dress with a purple tie around the neck up to Trunks. Goten quickly sized up what Trunks would look like.
"Nani? Yo, get that away from me!" Trunks yelled and quickly turned away. The room had been filled with clothes of all sorts, everywhere. The floor had been hardly noticable, until seen up close, which Goten and Trunks would be finding out soon...
"I wonder why Pan never wears any of these dresses? I mean Marr-...or...a certain girl would look quite *hot* in these," Trunks stated holding up a crimson red dress with a black streak running down both sides of it, starting at mid-chest.
"Nani? Ima Yamero! Stop that this instant!!! BAKA!" Pan shreiked as she stepped into the room. The twos boys quickly dropped the dresses and glanced at her. They froze right on the spot.
"IIIYYYEEEE!!! What are you doing to my stuff? Look at this mess! Just look at it!" Pan screamed as she ran over to Goten. She quickly grabbed his neck and shoved his face in the mess on the floor.
"And you Murasakige, Trunks..." Gohan's daughter bellowed as she tripped him, causing him to fall face down in the ground. The two boys jumped up quickly and stared at the fiery young girl.
"Wha...what's wrong Pan? We're just having a little fun...that's all..." Goten quivered, backing up into Trunks.
"I...I think it's PMS," Trunks blurted out with a smirk.
"Wait till I tell Grandma ChiChi and Otou-san (dad) Gohan!" Pan chirped as she eyed the thirteen year old and his friend.
"No...please Pan, don't tell them. We'll do anything, anything...PLEASE!" Goten wailed.
"Anything?" the yound girl asked with a crack of of evil-mastermind in her voice.
"Anything." The boys stated in unison.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Chapter 3~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Now, tell me again what we have to do?" Trunks asked as he, Goten and Pan sat on her bed.
"It's very simple...You just have to get me a slice of that wonderful chocolate cake downstairs. ChiChi made it this morning!" Pan smiled.
"Now how do we do this?" Goten asked uncertainly. He knew very well that him and Trunks had been fearing this moment ever since Pan said "Anything?".
"We'll have to distract her some way. Maybe if we disgiuse someone and have them come to the door selling Girl Scout cookies." Pan stated scheming her chance to grab a taste of paradise.
"Who'll be dumb enough to do that?" Trunks asked stupidly.
"Why, thanks for volunteering, Trunks!" Goten and Pan chimed happily together. Trunks could feel their eyes burning into his skull.
"What'll hurt more?" he thought, "Vegeta finding out I dressed in drag, or ChiChi founding out I'm trying to trick her?"
A half hour later, Trunks found himself staring into a body length mirror head to toe in embarrassment. His face was red, his pride hurt, and most of all, his well toned body was hidden in baby blue and ruffles. Goten smirked happily at his comrade as he propped a burnette wig on Trunk's purple hair. Pan smiled happily at him.
"Now aren't you the cutest thing ever?" She said as she heaved a small box of peanut butter cookies into the ashamed boys hands.
"Yo, hot stuff, wanna' go out sometime?" Goten asked, cracking himself up.
"Shut up, bakas!" Trunks retorted as he walked to the window.
"You know what to do, right guys?" Pan asked mockingly.
"Yes, yes, we know..."
"And don't screw it up!" the girl warned as the Goten shut the door quickly, and Trunks flew out the window.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Chapter 4~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Ding, Dong!" That was Goten's que. He quickly made himself scarce as he waited for the enemy (ChiChi) to leave the kitchen behind. He squatted down and floated towards the prize. Slowly and steadily he drew nearer and nearer.
"Good afternoon ma'am," the young girl at the door greeted. ChiChi looked down at the Girl Scout.
"She looks so familiar..."ChiChi thought as the girl held out an orange box.
"My name is...um...Trista! I'm selling cookies for Girl Scouts. I have only one box left and would appriciate it if you would kindly purchase it!" Trunks blurted, trying to stall for Goten. He could see the young warrior perched on the dining table, ready to snatch a piece with a knife and plate in hand.
"Hmm... I thought Girl Scouts were only in the United States," ChiChi asked eyeing the *girl scout*.
"Well...they decided to move it to Japan, too, helps the economy and families!" Trunks lied.
"Oh! Very well then, I would like one box!" ChiChi chirped as she handed Trunks three dollars.
"She bought it? She actually fell for it?" Trunks sweatdropped as he handed the box to her and took the money.
"Thank you!" he squeaked as he quickly ran off. That was Goten's cue as he grabbed the plate, delicately topped with cake, and sped upstairs to Pan's bedroom. ChiChi closed the door and turned back to the kitchen, not noticing the upset cake.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Chapter 5~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Trunks landed quietly in Pan's room and threw off the wig and dress (he had a shirt and jeans underneath). Goten quickly shut the door, pellets of sweat had formed on his brow. They saw a young girl happily clapping on her bed, mockingly.
"Bravo! Bravo! Now, where's my cake?" Pan asked as she eyed the plate of heaven in Goten's hand. Noticing her transfixed eyes, he began to move the plate around, Pan's eyes trailing it each time.
"THWAP!" Pan's hand were wrapped around Goten's wrist as her mouth began to drool onto the plate.
"Sick Pan! This is the last time I ever do you a favor!" Trunks yelled as he settled into a bean bag chair. He had been laughing at Goten's little attempts to make Pan follow the plate, and had thought it even funnier that she had managed to catch Goten off guard.
Suddenly, without warning, the bedroom door flew open as ChiChi stood happily in the door way, cookies in hand.
"You three have been so good today, I brought you some coooo-" ChiChi stopped midsentence as she saw the plate of cake, covered in drool, between Goten and Pan. The cookies slid off the plate, and onto some of the many clothes littered on the floor.
Five minutes later...
"Wonderful cookies ChiChi!" Trunks smiled with crumbs scattered on his grin. He turned and smiled at Pan and Goten.
"Stop that Trunks!" Pan commanded.
"What am I doing, Pan?" Trunks asked as he smiled even more. She could not see him, therefore, could not answer. Pan and Goten figeted in theirs corners as Trunks happily sat at the counter, scarfing down peanut buttery goodness.
~~~~~~~~~~~~The End^^~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
How did you like that? That was my first attempt at a DBZ fan fic. Comments are welcome! My addy is at Sammysday@yahoo.com!
(editor's {Alex's} note: GSUSA {Girl Scouts of the United States of America} are the Girl scouts, obviously, in America. Seeing that they started in France, they couldn't be confined to the States. And yes, they are also in Japan. I'm just not sure they sell cookies there. Especially Peanut Butter Sandwiches{the Peanut butter cookies in the orange box. Patties are red.})