Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ A Date for Mr. Satan ❯ An Idea is Formed... ( Prologue )

Heya, everybody! I'm back with my Dragon Ball Z obsession in full force! *mumbles* Well at least for the moment... Anyway, I got the idea for this story from an episode where Hercule/Mr. Satan was acting like a complete fool, once again. After I stopped laughing, I realized that I loved Mr. Satan! No, don' t go screaming into the night, here me out. I love him like I love Kuno, from Ranma, I love him because he is so very stupid. But, while I personally think that Kuno is hot, I don't feel the same towards Hercule. But, like Kuno, there aren't enough stories about him, so I got inspired. So this ficcy is about Pan trying to get her Grandpa a date.

Disclaimer time: DBZ/GT does not belong to me, H4L, no matter how much I wish it so. It belongs to Akira Toriyama, and FUNimation, where they greatly mess up the American dubs for Toonami! There, now that that's out of the way, shall we continue on, hmm?

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Satan Mansion

Pan was having a great time, no, seriously! In fact, you could say that she was having as much as a good time as she would while she was sparring with her Grandpa G, and that was saying something! What was Pan, doing, you ask? Well, she was watching her Grandpa H, boat, no, boa, no BOAST! That was it! Boast. Or being a pompous ass, as her Daddy would say. Pan smirked at the thought of her normally, cool, in control father, flustered, as he remembered that he was talking to his impressionable daughter.

8 yr. old Pan actually enjoyed her monthly weekends at her Grandfather's mansion. Not only did she get to stay up as long as she could handle, but she also got to eat 3 times her weight in Fudgesicle Surprise ice cream, whenever she wanted! Now if that wasn't a good deal, then Son Panelope didn't know what was. Well, maybe she wasn't supposed to stay up that late, but it wasn'ther fault that Mrs. Saochiro, was getting what was that word her Mommy said, See, Seaguile! No, *a shake of her glossy black head* seawort! NO, that wasn't it either! Senile! Yeah, that was it, senile. Now, what did it mean... Hmm, that meant that her age was slowing down her body, and her mind. Now, the body part, Pan definitely saw, after all, Mrs. Saochiro moved like bricks were chained to her body. Being the young age of eight, Pan didn't really get the concept of aging that well. After all, she could run, chasing Buu around Satan Mansion, 74 times, she didn't get why Mrs. Saochiro couldn't either. I mean, her Grandpa Hercule chased her 17 times, and he was old like Mrs. Saochiro, so she really didn't understand. She shook her head, puzzled at that thought, and a past memory regarding Mrs. Saochiro.

A few months ago, disgusted at the snails pace that the elderly housekeeper was taking to walk across the large hallway, Pan took it upon herself to help her train, to get her strength back. Because obviously, it looked like she was slacking in her training, and since she was such a nice, kind, person, Pan decided to help. After all, her Grandpa Goku said that all people trained, mind, body, and soul, so that meant that Mrs. Saochiro was, being lazy. And since Grandpa Goku was the expert on that sort of thing, she took his advice to heart, by putting a handful of fire ants in Mrs. Saochiro's white bloomers. Man, she ran around the mansion faster than Pan did, the next morning! But she then had to be hospitalized for shock, and overexertion. And Pan had gotten a 3 month punishment as well. Pan frowned fiercely as she remembered that unpleasant memory. But while at the Hospital, her Grandpa Hercule was checking out the nurses, Pan had suddenly received an idea. Maybe he needed a wife, someone who could train with, and go to Mr. Satan World with, and the zoo. You know, the coolest places! That was when Pan had decided; she would help her Grandfather to find a new wife! But after 2 months of efforts, she had come up with zilch, so she had to resort to drastic measures. If anyone knew about finding someone to go out with, it was her Uncle Goten, and so, when she went home tomorrow, she would ask him for help.

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Well, how was that? Hercule's ego is one of the most amusing things on DBZ, and so I decided to do a story about him. What do you think? Should I continue? Let me know in a review.