Disclaimer: What? What is this? Someone please tell me! I'm totally clueless! But I see people say they don't own DBZ and stuff so I guess I'll just say that too. I don't own DBZ! This story is pretty much just Trunks' and Goten's little adventures. I hope this turns out pretty good.

Little Adventure's

"TRUNKS!!! WHAT ARE YOU AND GOTEN DOING?!?!" "Uh, we were just, umm." Trunks stammered. "We were pretending we were in a submarine and we were shooting the bad sea aliens and then we almost got eated and then-" Goten got cut off. "I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU WERE DOING! JUST CLEAN UP THIS MESS NOW!!!!" Bulma slammed the bathroom door hard, the mirror was still shaking. "See, Goten I TOLD you we shouldn't of filled up the bath tub! Now mom's mad at me!" Trunks complained. "Sorry Trunks." "Oh, it's ok. We just have to get a lot of towels and clean up all the water that spilled out, then we can watch all the water drain out of the tub and see the little swirly thing you love." "Yeah! I love that little swirly thing!" Goten exclaimed. The bathroom was just a big puddle of water and the bath tub was totally over flowing. "So why did you suddenly get obsessed with the sea?" Trunks asked. "Well, Gohan said he was studying sea animals like optokuses and sharks and skids and their skeletons." Goten explained. "Oh."

"C'mon Goten, let's get a move on!" Trunks yelled. They were now outside and planning to go to the park. Vegeta was in the training room and Bulma was working on another invention of hers and didn't notice Goten and Trunks. "Ok, I'm here!" "Great, let's go!" Trunks went off with a burst of speed into the air. "Hey wait! Remember, I can't fly!" Goten was jumping up and down, trying to fly. Trunk's slapped his head. "I thought Gohan was going to teach you!" Trunk's yelled down to him. "Well, Gohan moved it to next weekend, cuz some other person is also going to learn how to fly." "Oh, fine, let's walk or run or whatever." Trunk's landed, looked at Goten and started laughing. "What's so funny?" Goten asked, looking confused and a little hurt. "Well, it's just that, well, you're a great fighter and all, and you still don't know how to fly! I learned when I started walking!" Trunks held back the rest of his laughter, knowing he would hurt Goten more. "I'll race you." Trunk's said. "Ok!" "Ready, set, GO!" They race to the park, Goten won (Trunk's let him win to make him feel better) and started playing. "Heh, look at that small, slimy thing." Whispered a gang member. Goten stopped swinging, and looked at him. "Uh, what do you want?" asked Goten. Trunks was at the merry-go-round, showing off his power by pushing the thing and making it a total blur. "We want your money. GIVE IT!" He made a grab for Goten, and managed to get his shirt. "I SAID GIVE ME YOU MONEY! NOW!" the guy yelled again.

I'll stop for now. Please review! If this story sucks so far, then tell me why! If you think it's good, tell me! I won't write another chapter until I get enough reviews! (at least ten) Thanks for reading!