Here is chapter 14! Yay, chapter 14, and want to know something? 5 people have me on their author alert! Yay! I’m a good author! Yay! Okay, Okay, already, I don’t own DBZ, but I do own Felipna, now on with chapter 14!

~PanHopeNvs~

Pan woke up early in the morning in her beautiful room. Maids had laid out another dress for her to wear, but she wrinkled up her nose at it in disgust. She wanted to have some fun today, so she snuck out of her room to look for somewhere where she could steal some appropriate clothes.

Pan tiptoed down the hall and peeked into a room. She breathed a sigh of relief to see her uncle sleeping in the bed. She walked lightly on the floor so that she didn’t make any noise to wake him up. When she reached his closet, she opened it and emptied half of it out into her arms. Then she snuck back out into the hall.

As she was walking she collided with another person and she took a step back. Pan looked to see who it was. She was relieved to see that it was only Bra.

"What are you doing?" asked Bra.

"Stealing clothes from my uncle," replied Pan grinning. Then she eyed the armful of clothing that Bra was holding, "Hey, what are you doing?"

"Stealing clothes from my brother," said Bra smiling. The girls looked at each other then started to giggle. They saw the doorknob of Trunks’ room turning and they both gasped. Pan grabbed Bra’s hand and pulled her into her room before Trunks could come out. Pan closed the door and fell against it sighing in relief.

"Ha!" said Bra grinning, "We’ve got boy’s clothes!"

"Yeah!" said Pan happily, "but do you know if there’s some place where we can hide them?"

"Do I?!" said Bra, "I have the greatest hiding place I found just behind my dresser in my room. Isn’t Felipna the best!"

"Felipna?" asked Pan, "Is that the name of this castle?"

"Yeah," said Bra, "So, what were you planning on doing today?"

"I don’t know," said Pan, "What about you?"

"I was going to go explore the village," said Bra, "Want to come?"

"Definitely!" agreed Pan, "but will your brother allow it?"

Bra grinned mischievously, "Who said anything about telling him?"

"We are so bad!" said Pan smiling and looking through the boy’s clothes.

"Bad in a good way," corrected Bra fumbling through the pile of clothes for an outfit. Pan smiled and thought, Marron was never this much fun! And the girls got dressed for their adventure.

* * *

"Is the coast clear Bra-chan?" asked Pan before they stepped out of the room.

"Yeah," answered Bra, "Let’s make a run for the stairs!" So the girls snuck down the stairs and through the hall.

"Oh, no!" whispered Pan, "Guards!"

"We can dupe them!" whispered Bra.

"Yeah!" said Pan picking up a rock. Bra smiled and did likewise. Then they threw the rocks in one direction, and when they hit the wall it made a noise. All the guards turned to look in the direction of the noise and some even walked closer to get a better look.

Bra and Pan seized their opportunity and they raced out of the doors. They kept on running till they were a good distance from the castle. The girls stopped and bent over panting. Then when they had caught their breath they started to giggle. They high-fived each other.

"We did it!" exclaimed Bra.

"Now let’s explore!" cried Pan and the two princesses disguised in boys clothing ran into the village.

* * *

"Look Bra! A fencing competition!" cried Pan pointing at a small circular stadium where a man was holding a megaphone and trying to attract competitors and watchers.

"Come one come all to Felipna’s annual fencing competition! Where the best fencers in the land compete in hand to hand combat with each other! Come and witness this spectacular event! Come one come all…"

The man’s voice rang in Pan’s head over and over again. Her face lit up in excitement. She turned to Bra.

"Bra, do you fence?" asked Pan smiling.

"I most definitely do!" said Bra turning to look at Pan. The two girls made eye contact and had the same thought at the same time. They giggled.

"Let’s go!" the said running for the sign in booth.

* * *

"Uh, boys," said the man who was signing in competitors, "There is a small fee, for entering the competition. Are you sure you can afford it?"

"Well, I dunno. Is this enough?" asked Pan grinning and pouring out a bag of golden coins onto the table. The man’s eyes bugged out of his head at the sight of the enormous wealth.

"Y…y…yeah!" stuttered the man quickly gathering up the coins, "Just sign your names here, then you can go and help yourself to a fencing suit , a mask and a sword!"

Pan and Bra signed fake names and walked over to where the suits and masks were. They picked swords carefully and got ready to do battle.

* * *

Trunks walked through the palace searching for a certain blue-haired sister of his. He had been searching for half an hour and was starting to worry. Then he spotted Goten.

"Hey, Prince Goten!" he called, "Have you seen Bra?"

"No, have you seen Pan?" asked Goten.

The two princes looked at each other then sweatdropped.

"Pan has a habit of running away," said Goten worriedly.

"So does Bra," admitted Trunks.

"Let’s go look for them!" said the boys at the same time, rushing out of the palace.

* * *

"Where is everyone?" asked Trunks looking around at the deserted village.

"Wait!" said Goten stopping, "Can you hear that?"

"What?" asked Trunks.

"Cheering!" said Goten looking at the direction it was coming from.

"Oh, yeah! I can hear it too!" said Trunks turning. The boys ran towards the sound and soon found themselves at the stadium, where everyone was.

"It’s a fencing tournament!" exclaimed Goten.

"Maybe the girls are watching!" said Trunks scanning the audience. Then they heard the announcer’s voice:

"Now for the final championship match! Hope vs. Gregory!" A cheer went up from the audience as two tall figures clothed in white fencing suits and armed with swords entered the arena.

They fought moving swiftly with advances and parries and thrusts. Everyone watched in awe at how gracefully the two people fought. Even the princes stood in shock.

The fighters swords clashed over and over again with the sounds lingering in their ears. They fought on and on until Trunks and Goten both noticed something. I recognize the style of that fighter and the way he moves, they both thought.

Then they remembered the names the announcer had called.

" ‘Hope’ was the secret password for me and Pan’s treehouse when we were little!" said Goten gasping.

" ‘Gregory’ was the name of Bra’s favourite teddy bear, the one dad got her!" said Trunks gasping. The boys looked at each other and realized who the fighters were.

Just then one of the fighter’s mask flew off revealing her long blue hair. The crowd gasped as she was pinned to the ground by the other fighter’s sword. Two boys in the audience screamed:

"BRA!" and "PAN!"

Trunks and Goten rushed down into the arena. Goten knelt over Bra.

"Bra-chan, are you okay?" he asked.

"Aw, Goten, Trunks why’d you have to spoil our fun!" complained Pan pulling off her mask and letting her long dark hair spill out. The crowd ooh’ed and ahhh’ed to see two girls fighting when all along they thought that they were boys.

"Couldn’t you have waited till Pan was declared the winner?" asked Bra, "She beat me fair and square."

"Nah, Bra," said Pan smiling, "You did great!"

"Enough with the chit-chat!" fumed Trunks, "How dare you two leave the castle without telling anyone?"

"You can’t talk to me like that!" yelled Pan, "I am not your wife yet, and I will do as I please!"

"Well, then maybe we should hurry up with the wedding then, eh?" asked Trunks angrily.

"Temper, Temper!" said Pan sticking her tongue out at Trunks. Bra and Goten fell on the ground laughing. Pan and Trunks glared at them and the four teens went back to the castle in silence.

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