The Nightmare Is Over

Trunks: "The nightmare is over, Cell! Die!"

Cell: "No! No! No-AHHHHHHHH!"

Trunks returns to his normal form.

Trunks: "Now I can finally say that it's really over... Thanks to you father. And to you, Gohan! And especially you Goku, you're the greatest!

After a leading a life of fear at the hands of the monstrous androids, Trunks rejoices that the horrible machines and their "superiorly designed" counterpart Cell are now just memories. At long last and after many years, Earth in Trunks' time is safe once more. Trunks smiles and begins to think to himself.

Trunks: "I can't believe it's finally over... To think that this planet has suffered all my life, and now it's once again safe because of me... At least in this time. It never would've been possible without the others. Now, it's time to go home."

Trunks makes his way back to the shaken bunker that he and his mother call home. Bulma awaited Trunks' return in the kitchen, preparing a meal.

Bulma: "Hi, hun! Glad to see you home safe! I'm preparing dinner now, have a seat!"

Trunks always enjoyed his mother's happy demeanor. Though not nearly as happy-go-lucky as she was in times past – given the circumstances of the last 20 years – she still remained more cheerful than a typical battle-worn middle-aged woman.

Trunks took a seat at the kitchen table and greeted his mother, happily – not seriously as she had expected.

Trunks: "Hey, mom. It smells great!"

Bulma: "Did you find that other Android you were talking about?"

Trunks: "Yup. He was exactly where I knew he was going to be."

Bulma: "So, what happened? You don't have a scratch on you, so I assume he couldn't have been that strong."

Trunks quickly flashed back to his time with Goku and the Z-Fighters now three years earlier. He couldn't wipe the horrors of Cell from his mind. No matter what form he was in, Trunks found Cell terrible. Still, he remained upbeat during his conversation with his mother.

Trunks: "Well, remember how I said when I fought him in the past? He had absorbed the other Androids to make himself stronger. I didn't let that happen this time, so he was pretty weak."

Bulma: "So it's really over now…"

Trunks: "I guess it is. There's still another Android that was never activated somewhere in the mountains, but he turned out to be peaceful…"

Trunks paused for a moment.

Trunks: "Peaceful… I'm sure all of the people Dr. Gero kidnapped and made into Androids were peaceful to some extent. To think he destroyed the humanity of them… I know one thing for sure, mom: those Androids didn't want to be doing what they were doing. They were programmed to do it."

Bulma smiled, thinking to herself how proud of her son she was. Not only for eliminating the Android menace, but for maintaining a certain inner peace despite his hard life.

She responded.

Bulma: "I know everything there is to know about technology, son. Robots, Cyborgs, Androids… And if there is anything I know for certain about Android and Cyborg technology, it's that you can put a machine in a man's body, but never in his heart."

Trunks nodded.

Bulma: "I wonder what happened to that other Android you were talking about though… The peaceful one."

Trunks reclined in his seat.

Trunks: "Me too. Now with all this Android stuff done, I don't have very much to do anymore. Maybe I'll go hunt him down and have a training partner in the times of peace to come."

Bulma smiled again.

Bulma: "That's my boy! Defeating the toughest opponents in the world and already thinking about training! Your father had that type of drive, I always admired that about him."

Bulma places trays of food down, and sits opposite Trunks. Trunks wastes no time filling his plate and beginning to feast.

Bulma: "Your father also had that type of appetite…"