The parasite known as baby snaked around the hallway in its liquid form searching for its next victim on the hospital planet Pital. The purple blob entered in and out of its victims bodies as each one fell to the ground in mere seconds. None were strong enough to support him he realized, as each host collapsed at his mere presence.
Baby grew stronger with every body he passed through, but to him it wasn’t enough. He needed a proper host, but all these weaklings that surrounded him wouldn’t do. What he wanted was the presence he felt on the ship coming in while he fought to suppress his powers inside the boy. What he wanted was the man named Trunks. That power! If he could just get his hands on it he would indeed become unstoppable. The true fearsome power of the saiyan race would be his.
In order to get close to him though, he would need a host. Baby slithered out the front door sensing a power in the distance. It was Trunks all right; it had to be! Oh, but he was with the little brat though. The little idiot boy wouldn’t do if he never left Trunks side. Wasn’t there another one with them? Yes, her! He would use her! Now where was she?
Baby scanned the nearby area searching for various power levels. Would her body even be able to support him he wondered. Grown men collapsed at his mere touch, and it was all he could do to suppress his rising power. Would he be able to hide himself enough to use a mere girl as a host long enough to get close enough to Trunks? He’d have to he realized as he slithered towards the unsuspecting girl as she played with the animals in the park. As he grew closer he smiled. This power lever was unsuspecting. He hadn’t anticipated this, and it made him all the more happier.
Females were extra delicious, but none were strong enough to enjoy for long. Their fears, anxiety, emotions and stress were a sweet delicacy. The extra energy and power it made him feel was exceptional, if only they would stay awake long enough to enjoy. But this! This was even better than expected. Never before had he felt a girl with such energy. He imagined her thoughts just dripping with negativity and he salivated at the thought of enjoying such prey. Forget Trunks! She was his new target and he would enjoy it for as long as he could. He took a long deep whiff of air- she was pissed and he could smell it. Excellent.
“Go to hell, Trunks!” Pan screamed storming out of the hospital with both fists clenched tightly at her sides. Why did he have to be such a dick? She had opened up to him, and he just shot her down without a second thought. All she wanted was to be able to go super like all the rest of her family. Hell, even her pint sized diaper wearing grandpa could go super! (the age regression had some unpleasant side effects while he slept. Pan told him if he didn’t wear a diaper to bed her and Trunks were going to take him to the Dr and give him a shot)
After being walked in on last night while she had tried for the hundredth time to go super saiyan, Trunks had laughed and told her, “Don’t come crying to me if you shit yourself.” and “Maybe you should put on one of Goku’s diapers.” She didn’t understand how they did it! She had seen them transform like a hundred times if not more! (Didn’t you just grunt and strain?)
Finally frustrated, (and now afraid of messing herself thanks to Trunks) she had asked him to train her, but that jerk had turned her away saying it wasn’t possible for her to go super.
“Why not?” Pan asked in a panic. Was it because she was too young? Was it because she was only a quarter saiyan?
“Because you’re a girl.” He said rolling his eyes. “You should just stand aside and let us handle everything. If you want to be useful to us learn how to cook.” One destroyed hospital room later, Pan took off seething. Uncle Goten was even younger than her when he became a super saiyan, so why couldn’t she? Was it really because she was a girl? No! That couldn’t be it! It had to be because she was only a quarter saiyan, even if that thought wasn’t much better, it was still better than gender.
“But what about Bulla? She was half saiyan, but she wasn’t super either.” Pan wondered aloud unknowing of the danger that had locked onto her scent. Was it really because she was a girl? No, because she didn’t fight! Bulla didn’t train so of course she wouldn’t be a super saiyan either… Vegeta never pushed her to train like she had Trunks because…because…she was a girl…
Pan let out a defeated sigh before yelling out in frustration but stopped suddenly as a strange sensation gripped her body leaving her feeling powerless as the invader wormed it’s way inside of her. Pan eyes went wide as she heard a voice inside her head speaking to her.
“You are mine! Your thoughts and your feeling are delicious! I won’t more! Give me your negativity, let it flow through you and take control.” Pan struggled to fight the unknown invader as she tried helplessly to move her body. “I have seen your fears and you are mine!” Baby hissed into her ear. Pan could quickly feel her lifeforce draining out of her. Her legs were growing weaker and turning to jelly and her vision was going black. Unable to hold herself up she collapsed to the ground and the last thing she heard before passing out was baby whispering, “You fear being powerless and so you shall be until the moment you die.”
Pan slowly came to at the sound of familiar voices talking about her. Where was she? It almost felt like she was being held as she felt someones arms tightly gripping around her chest.
“Are you sure you don’t mind watching her? She’s been really cranky lately?” A woman’s voice asked as Pan slowly opened her eyes staring inside a oddly familiar house. Was she always this tall? Wait, someone was holding her? Who? Pan gasped as she craned her neck up to look up at the woman holding her.
“M-mom?” Pan asked confused looking up at her. Wait, how did she end up back on earth!?
“Not a problem at all, Videl! I love getting to see my grand daughter!” Chichi said picking up the now squirming Pan. “Oh, and look who’s awake!”
“What, wait, what’s going on? Put me down!” Pan yelled trying to break free of her grandmother’s iron grip.
“Sorry, ChiChi, she’s been really fussy lately.” Videl said giving the girl an intimidating look. “I think she’s upset because we’re trying to potty train her.” What? Potty training? Her?
“Mom!” Pan yelled trying to get her attention.
“Not now, sweetie, the grown ups are talking.” Videl said patting her on the head only serving to frustrate Pan even more. She continued to struggle and fight as she wondered why she couldn’t even break out of her human grandmother’s arms. How could she possibly be of any help to her friends if she couldn’t even best her grandma!
“Alright. I’ll let you down.” ChiChi said setting Pan on the ground as the girls eyes grew wide as she realized she only came up to the woman’s knees.
“What’s going on! How did I get here?” Pan yelled in a panic noticing her voice was higher and squeakier.
“Inside voice,” Videl chastised. “I brought you here, remember? You fell asleep on the plane.”
“Plane? Why would we need a plane, we can just fly!” Pan said searching each woman’s face for answers.
“Such a silly girl.” Chichi said.
“I have everything you need in here.” Videl said handing Chi Chi a white plastic case with the words Capsule Corp across the front. “High chair, changing table, spare clothes, diapers, trainers, potty, pacifiers, crib, bottle, car seat, toys” Videl said listing off the different capsules inside as Pan’s head began to spin. “Please try and get her to go potty as well, if she says she doesn’t have to go don’t listen to her.”
“We’ll be fine, I promise!” ChiChi said holding the squirming Pan in place. “You and Gohan have a good trip and we’ll be here when you get back!”
“Thank you sooo much!” Videl said. “We really just need to get away for a while.” She knelt down and looked Pan in the face mistaking her confusion and fear as sadness. “Mommy will be back soon, ok? You be good for grandma and have fun this weekend.”
“But, mom!” Pan said trying to come up with some kind of answer as to what was happening. “What’s going on?”
“Your father and I are going on a little vacation, remember we talked about this.”
“No, I mean, why am I little? Why am I back on earth?”
“Of course you’re on earth. Where else would you be, silly girl.” Videl said standing up.
“But I was just on a different planet! I was with Trunks and Goku, except he got turned into a little boy by the dragon balls, and we had to go in the spaceship and collect them from other planets before a year was up or else the planet would explode!” Pan tried to explain. All was quiet until the two women burst into giggles as Pans face grew red in frustration.
“That’s quite the dream you were having, honey.” Videl said before saying one last good-bye and taking off in the ship.
“Let’s go inside, sweetie, and set up your play pen. We don’t want you getting into anything and ending up hurt.” Chichi said taking the now little Pan by the hand and leading her inside. Pan’s lip curled into a frown as her eyebrows furrowed. Play pen? She was flying around the world by herself by the time she was even four! She was fighting in martial arts tournaments at three! Grandpa was training her to fight the moment she could walk! Why in the world would she need a playpen and what could possible hurt her inside this house?
Chichi held up the white box Videl had given her and rummaged inside for a bit. “Good thing your mommy’s so organized.” Chichi commented examining each of the hand labeled capsules. “We’d be throwing these things all day if she wasn’t.”
Chichi quickly found the capsule labeled “playpen” and picked it up before offering it to Pan. “Would you like to do it?” Chichi asked in order to cheer up the little girl with the confused frown. “All you have to do is toss it and then -woosh! The item will appear out of thin air- Just like magic!”
Pan frowned looking at her grandmother like she’d gone crazy. “It’s just a capsule.” She said with a frown. “And it’s not magic, it’s basic science.”
“Oh, you’re so smart just like your father!” Chichi gloated ignoring the little girls attitude as she lightly tossed the small white object in her hand across the room until seemingly out of nowhere a playpen appeared. “First things first.” Chichi said kneeling down as she reached for Pan’s waist. “Let’s make sure you’re dry.”
“O-of course I’m dry!” Pan said jumping back at the mere thought of having someone stick their hand down her pants.
“Well, let me just make sure!” Chichi said with one hand gripping the girls shoulder and another beginning to reach for her waist. Try as she might, the now little girl couldn’t get herself to move underneath the woman’s sure grip as she watched helplessly as her grandma’s hand lifted up her flower printed dress. Wait, dress? Who in the world was crazy enough to put her in a dress!? Where were her pants!
“You’re a little damp.” Chichi tisked in feigned disapproval feeling Pan’s trainers as the girl turned bright red as she realized she was not, in fact, wearing regular underwear. Missing pants were the least of her problems. Didn’t she also just say she was wet!? “We’ll let this slide though.” Chichi said with a friendly wink. “Your mom did say you fell asleep on the way over here and we’re not ready to count that yet.”
Pan just silently stood there feeling more and more overwhelmed by the second. Just what was going on?
“Hey, Pan, earth to Pan.” Chichi said waving a hand in front of the girls face until she got a reaction. “Do you need to go potty?” Pan looked away with a blush as she cringed at the infantile language. She hated being treated like a little kid and looked down on, she hated people treating her like she was weak and most of all, she hated dresses! Whatever world she currently found herself in seemed to be her own personal hell made just for her.
“No, grandma.” Pan mumbled as she suddenly found herself being taken by the hand and led to the bathroom.
“I want you to try anyway, your mom said you’re still having trouble knowing when you need to go.” The two quickly arrived in the houses small bathroom as Pan looked up at the suddenly huge toilet then back to Chichi who seemed to be searching for something in her box of capsules… Pan sighed as she awkwardly stood by knowing her grandmother wouldn’t take no for an answer. After all it was where Pan herself got her stubbornness from, or so she’d been told. Her eyes grew wide as suddenly a large pressure in her bladder was beginning to make itself known as she danced in place.
She couldn’t believe it, just a second ago she was fine and now here she was about to have an accident. She rushed to the toilet as she tried to figure out how she was going to get on.
"Grandma, help! " Pan cried out in desperation getting Chichi’s attention.
“Lift up your dress!” Chichi ordered suddenly by her side as Pan obliged knowing under any other circumstance she’d be dying of embarrassment at the mere thought of asking for help- for anything- let alone help to do something as simple as pee.
Chichi quickly pulled down the damp trainers, lifted Pan up and held her up on the adult sized toilet so her tiny body wouldn’t fall in. “Go on, honey, I’ve got you. It’s ok.” Chichi said after a minute of nothing happening. What gives, thought Pan with a frown. She thought for sure she was going to have an accident a second ago and now nothing. She merely chalked it up to stage fright, after all she was rather private about these things, unlike her grandpa who’d just whip it out in front of anyone and start peeing wherever.
“Chichi! I’m home.” A tall man with black spiky hair said poking his head inside the bathroom after finding his wife nowhere else. Pan eyes grew wide with horror and her face sported a bright red blush as her grandfather, adult Goku, smiled down at her as her bladder chose that instant to empty itself with a loud inescapable tinkling sound. Pan audible groaned and covered her face with her hands.
“You did it! Yay, Pan! I’m so proud of you!” Chichi cheered once all was quiet. “Who went peepee in the grown up potty for the first time like a big girl?”
“Make grandpa go away!” Pan cried out in embarrassment. Just the other day she had yelled at him to show a little modestly once he went streaking through the spaceship, and now here she was peeing right in front of him.
“You heard the lady!” Chichi said as Goku smiled and headed for the kitchen. Chichi then lifted Pan up and stood her up before cleaning her with toilet paper. “Next time I’ll have your potty ready so it’s not so scary, okay?” She said as Pan just stood there spacing out and feeling dumbfounded at everything that had happened. Just what the hell was going on?
“C’mon, let’s go to your daddy’s old room and set you all up, alright?” She said leading the still shell shocked girl by the hand into the empty bedroom. “Let’s see, changing table can go over there.” She said tossing a capsule as a fully stocked changing table appeared against the wall.
“Crib can go here, dresser there. What else? Hmm, oh a mini fridge.” Chichi said tossing out the capsules that were needed as she saw them. In no time at all the once barren room turned into a full nursery within seconds.
“Now how about a fresh pull up?” Chichi said opening one of the fully stocked drawers and pulling out a crinkly pair of trainers with little teddy bears on it.
“Can I have regular underwear?” Pan asked frowning as the childish garment came closer.
“One success and you already think you’re ready for panties?” Chichi said smiling with her hands on her hips. “How about if you can go all day staying dry and tell grandpa or I when you need to go potty, then we’ll see about letting you wear them tomorrow. How’s that sound?” She suggested while opening up the trainer and instructing the girl to step in before sliding it up the her tiny legs.
“I guess.” Pan mumbled. She was already toilet trained for years; how hard could it be? First things first though. She had to ditch the dress, she thought as she quickly pulled it up over her head before her grandmother could stop her.
“Don’t tell me you’re taking after your grandfathers exibitionist tendencies.” Chichi said rolling her eyes playfully as Pan made a beeline for the dresser in search of pants, but frowned when all she saw were more dresses when she opened the first and only drawer she could reach. “What are you looking for?”
“Pants!” Pan said standing on her tippy toes.
“How about this cute skirt?” Chichi suggested as Pan frowned at the words “cute” and “skirt”.
“Pants!” Pan repeated.
“Pants might be a little hard for you to get off on time, so how about just a t-shirt?” She said ignoring the girls protests at the pink girly design before it was forcefully put over the young girls head. “There! Now how about you visit with your grandpa for a bit while I get dinner ready.” She said grabbing a bottle of apple juice out of the mini fridge and leading her back to the living room where Goku sat in the recliner watching Tv.
“Hey! There she is!” Goku said happily at her re appearance.
“Grandpa!” Pan couldn’t help but shout happily as Goku picked her up and sat her in his lap.
“How did you get big again?” She asked looking up at him confused. “How did we get back to earth? Why am I so small?”
“Huh?” Goku asked cocking his head to the side. “Uh, well, I’m big because I grew up and, umm, we’re at earth because we, umm, flew here on the spaceship!”
“I know how the saiyans got here, but how did we get back here? What about the dragon balls?”
“What’s a…saiyan?” Goku asked as Pan’s face dropped. What’s going on? This wasn’t her grandpa! She thought looking a little closer. Where was all his muscles? Pan scooted back startled and fell back off the chair landing with a loud thunk on the ground.
“Ahh it hurts! Why does it hurt?” Pan cried holding her head as tears began falling from her face. That shouldn’t have hurt her! Where was she? This had to be a bad dream!
“Oh, it’s not a bad dream.” Pan heard as a voice that sent shivers down her spine whispered. She knew that voice! Baby! But how? He possessed people, he didn’t give them alternate realities!
“Oh, but it’s all about what I do while I possess.” He whispered in her ear. “You see, you are possessed right now. I’m inside of you feasting on all of your delicious negativity. You see, while someone is possessed I know all about them, I know all of their fears and I can make them believe they are in their own personal hell. The more miserable they are the stronger I become. Enjoy your hell while I slowly suck every bit of life from your body until you are nothing but another rotting corpse on the ground. In this realm you are nothing more than a weak helpless child dependent on other.”
“Pan, what’s wrong?” Fake Goku asked scooping up the child off the ground. This isn’t real! It’s all in my head! It’s all in my head! “Pan, you’re shaking.” Goku said holding the little girl close onto his shoulder.
I have to wake up! I have to wake up! I have to- Suddenly Pan’s thoughts were cut short as something was pressed into her mouth.
“Shh, calm down and drink your bottle.” Goku whispered sitting back down in the chair as he held Pan close with one arm using the other to hold the bottle for her. While he certainly wasn’t the grandfather she loved and respected, she couldn’t help but feel just a tiny bit safer in his arms as she slowly closed her eyes and drank her juice. She hadn’t meant to relax, but after everything that had happened, all the traveling and all the fighting. Even losing the grandfather she had looked up to as he became a pint sized midget. It felt good to be held in his arms once again even if it wasn’t really him.
If I’m going to die here, Pan thought emptying her bottle and snuggling up against Goku’s arms, I want to die like this.