Pan: Get out! I need a more sympathetic audience! TRUNKS! GET YOUR ASS IN HERE! *Pan yells, forcing Bra out and Trunks in. *

Pan: Stupid Alex just… *She tells Trunks the entire story, and finally gets her sympathy *

Trunks: Yeah, he is pretty stupid. What are you going to do?

Pan: I have considered wiping him off the planet, but someone might miss him.

Trunks: *looking amused * You couldn't do that if your life depended on it.

Pan: Watch me. Vegeta taught me a lot this past week, and I almost killed him…

Trunks: You are kidding right? How the heck would you have done that? Pan: Let me rephrase that. I got so mad I felt like killing him, and I tried. I failed, of course.

Trunks: That made more sense. Well, what are you going to do to Alex?

Pan: Lock him in a closet.

Trunks: And how do you plan to pull this one off?

Pan: I am not going to. I was thinking about getting a restraining order too.

Trunks: That doesn't work either.

Pan: Then I am out of ideas. How about I just knock him into a coma?

Trunks: Could you get arrested for that?

Pan: Not if I say it was in self-defense.

Trunks: Ok… that would work, but how long would you want him in a coma?

Pan: Oh, a couple of years maybe?

Trunks: Awful long time..

Pan: I was kidding. I couldn't knock him into a coma anyway. He is only human… I would probably kill him.

Trunks: Yeah, you are probably right. This is so annoying.

Pan: I am out of ideas. How about I just tell him I am just not interested?

Trunks: Wouldn't work. He'd think you were playing hard to get. You could get married.

Pan: You are kidding right? I couldn't get married. I don't know anyone who would marry me anyways.

Trunks: I know someone.

Pan: Who?

Trunks: Well, me for one.

Pan: You wouldn't marry me just to help me avoid Alex. And I wouldn't marry you for that reason either.

Trunks: Well, how about I give you a different one?

Pan: And how do you plan on doing that?

Trunks: Like this. * He leans over and kisses her on the mouth. When he leans away, Pan puts her arms around his neck and pulls him into another kiss. When they both let up for air his arms are around her waist. *

Trunks: Does that mean yes?

Pan: Well, duh it does!

The END

(Bra: Finally! Took them long enough to decide to get married… Goten: So when are we getting married? Bra: WHAT?! )