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Chapter One - The Mystery that is Vegeta's Hair

Peeking around the corner and into the living room, Trunks and Goten crouched at the doorway, doing their best to remain unnoticed.

Just a few feet away sat Vegeta, facing directly away from them so that all they could see was his spiky black hair peeking up from behind the couch. The prince of all saiyans was lounging about, totally absorbed in a television program.

It wasn't often that the prince was so distracted, so this was a golden opportunity for Trunks & Goten to observe him (safely).

The main thing on the two demi-sayians' minds was a question that has plagued mankind for decades : How the heck does his hair stay up like that?

"I bet he uses that gooey gel stuff" whispered Goten.

"Ewww! No way! He wouldn't do that! Yuck!" Trunks whispered back.

"Would too! Gohan said that he used to use it!"

"Yeah but Gohan is …" Trunks paused and rephrased, "Just cause Gohan used it doesn't mean my dad does Goten."

"Yeah it does!"

"Does not!"

"Does too!"

"Does not!"

"Does too!"

"Does NOT!"

"Does TOO!"

"DOES NOT!"

"DOES TOO!"

"WHAT ARE YOU TWO BRATS BLABBERING ABOUT!"

Trunks & Goten gulped and looked up to see Vegeta looming above them with an irritated scowl on his face.

"Well?"

"N-n-nothing dad! … uh we'll be going now!" stammered Trunks as he grabbed Goten and they zoomed away to Trunks' room.

Vegeta crossed his arms and looked in the direction the boys had run away. 'Stupid brats … they're up to something … I know it.' The frown on Vegeta's face deepened as he stomped off to the GR.

'I'll be safe from their mayhem in here!' (AN: -cough- )

-In Trunks' Room-

"Yikes that was -huff- a close one!" Goten panted.

Trunks ignored him, deep in thought. Goten recognized this look on Trunks' face and was quiet; waiting for Trunks to come up with a plan of some sort (after all, Trunks is the brains of the operation!).

Finally Trunks snapped his fingers. "I've got it!"

"What Trunks?"

Trunks smirked a royal saiyan smirk.

"Ok, this is what we'll do …"

-Outside the GR-

"Alright, we'll wait 'til he comes out, then we spray him!" Trunks said excitedly, brandishing a super powered water pistol.

"But why Trunks? This seems a little dangerous …" Goten said nervously.

"Gosh don't be such a baby Goten! You see, if my dad is wearing the gooey gel, then when we spray him, his hair will fall over! And if it doesn't, then I'm right and he doesn't use that stuff."

"Oh … well ok Trunks …"

The two little saiyans scurried into the bushes to hide, trying to fight down the urge to laugh. No matter what the reason behind it, spraying Vegeta – The PRINCE of all Saiyans - with super powered water pistols, is hilarious.

-Two Hours Later-

"This is boring Trunks! Is he EVER going to come out?"

"Grrr pipe down Goten!"

"But Trunks I'm HUUUUUUUNGRY! I haven't eaten in AAAAGES! He's gonna train forEVER in there! I wanna…" Goten's wailing was cut off by Trunks.

"SHUT UP GOTEN! Look, ok I've got an idea!"

Trunks creeps out from behind the bush and runs into the kitchen. After a second or two, he comes back with a little golden bell.

"Whats that for Trunks?"

"Shhhh! It's the dinner bell! My mom rings it when she's done making food! All we gotta do is ring it and my dad will come running out!"

"Oh that's a good idea Trunks."

"Of course it is! Ok, get ready…"

The boys quickly grab and aim their water pistols and …

DING DING DING DING DING

"Wow that thing is loud"

" Shush Goten he's coming!"

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