(AN: this takes place in Uchiha Jon universe. You may want to at least read chapter 13 of that, first. This is an idea I was having. I think it'd make a good movie, so I wrote this with that in mind.)

Trunks was at the table eating the food his not anymore mom had made for him. He was glaring hard through his white paint and sporking the table.

"Cut that out, Trunks," Bulma, his not mom said. She was looking mad and wearing sexy clothes, which now Trunks didn't feel so bad about thinking Bulma had the nice tits.

"Shut up, bitch," Trunks snapped, flinging potatoes at Bulma.

"The fuck did you just say to her?!" Vegeta angried at his not son. His head was pulsing with desire to kill, and his eyes were soft with unbridled rage.

Trunks transpired a long time about weather or not to say his next words, but he eventually did. "I said, 'shut up, bitch' to the bitch over there." He flinched an eye at Vegeta and bared the left half of his teeth. It only happened in a split second, but Vegeta was good at seeing cause he is a god Saiyan.

Vegeta leapt onto the table and side kicked trucks in the head. "I always hated fuckin vegans," he mutters, then flips trunks off. "Apolgize to Bulma or I'll catstrate you with your own teeth, and it won't be pretty, for you, that is. I, on the other hand, will like it much."

"Fuck you, you're not my real dad!" Trunks said. He then started to cry.

"Trunks, just because we're not blood related doesn't mean anything," Bulma said.

"The hell it doesn't!" yelled Vegeta, kicking over the table at Trunks. Trunks got smashed in the face.

"No, it doesn't. I've raised him all these years. He even drank milk from my awesome and large breasts."

"They are awesome," Vegeta agreed. "I'll concede to that, and maybe con seed to you later, eh?" Vegeta winked.

"Why later?" Bulma winked. They began fucking right there. It was hot and sweaty, and filled with lots of screams of passion, and bodily fluids went everywhere, but not the good kind. Trunks stabbed his eyes out with his spork, but they grew back.

"The hell's going on down here?" Uchiha Jon said as came into the room. The live studio audience claps.

"I was just beating the shit out of your not brother, Jon, then fucking Bulma. It was hot. Want to go bowling or something?" Vegeta asked pridefully to his son he loved. It was a new feeling for him.

"Hell yeah dad, but can we toss the beer around first? I think my arm's getting compliant," Jon said. He swirled his arm around his shoulder. "Oh, sup babe," he said to Bulma, who was hot and naked. Vegeta allowed this, cause Jon was awesome.

Trunks lit the table on fire and ran away, screaming. He ran right out the door then flew. Trunks was still a Saiyan, either because of Bulma's magic womb, or because he was made out of pipe cleaners, no one really knew. He flew to Tibet and trained with Bruce Tim (AN: If you don't know who that is, you're a nerd, and fuck you, go away. No, don't really, keep reading. Bruce Tim was, and still is, very influenza in Detective Comics. That's DC (the thing with Superman) for you plebs.)

Trunks did the very good training montage so he become the best super saiyan-jin vegan vampire ever, times two.

"You've done very good, Trunks," contorted Bruce Tim. Bruce Tim was a very reckless man with his words indeed. Trunks, filled with pleasure with himself, shot happy lasers at Batman, and he exploded.

"Haha! Yes! I feel great! I can win! I can do this!" Trunks happied and flew back to where Bulma and Vegeta and that stupid Jon kid lived.

When he got back, Jon was fucking Bulma. Trunks wanted to do that, so it made him sad and he forgot all about his revenge. He wanted to kill himself again, but he was a vampire.

"Oh, OH, JON! RIGHT THERE! CHIDORI THE PUBES!" Bulma shouted.

Vegeta clapped. "Good job, son. Chidori those pubes."

But it was all just a sexy dream, cause that'd be fucked up otherwise.

Trunks was lying at the snow when he came to.

"You alright?" asked Batman. "You spazzed out a lot in your sleep. Dead parents?"

"No. No parents. Pipe cleaners and Cheetos, and an Uchiha who needs to die," Trunks said epically. He narrowed his eyes at Batman and nodded. Batman nodded back. He knew the kid had spunk and shit to do.

"I've got shit to do," Trunks informed Batman. His eyes were narrowed wicked coolly.

"I know it," Batman graveled. "Here, take this," Batman said, handing Trunks a Bat-shotgun. "You know it's my motto to murder all your enemies. Take what I taught you well."

Trunks and Batman shared a cup of tea, then a nod, and they left Tibet. Trunks headed for Japan, and Batman headed for space to fight Morlocks. "The Morlocks aren't going to kill themselves," Batman had joked, and the two laughed.

"Ah, memories," Trunks said, smiling. But it was no time for that. He had an Uchiha to murder. Trunks pumped his shotgun as he continued to fly to Japan. He shot it at some random shit to test if it worked alright. A car exploded and smashed into a mountain. Trunks thought that was a good thing.

Trunks finally arrived at Bulma and Vegeta's house, i.e. Capsule Corp. "Jon!" Trunks bellowed. "Come out and fight me!"

Jon appeared out of nowhere. "What do you want, shit head?" he asked.

"To kill you!" he yelled, waving the Bat-shotgun around. "DIIIIEEEE!"

Jon drop kicked Trunks in the head. Just before he lost consciousness, he thought, I should have just let Batman adopt me...!

And that's how Kid Trunks got his revenge.