Just like the title says, well sort of.
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Disclaimer: I do NOT own Dragon Ball Z!
It was a lovely morning. "VEGETA!", a scream was heard. Well, the quiet morning ended rather quickly.
Bulma walked in front of Vegeta and Trunks, who were taking a break from training and were sitting on the couch watching T.V.
"Mom, get out of the way", Trunks said as he started to look through his mother.
"Shut it", she snapped.
"Someone is on their days", Trunks muttered under his breath.
Bulma turned red. "Trunks", she warned.
"Okay, Okay", he said, carefully trying not to piss his mom off.
"Vegeta, I am going to the mall, and I need you to bake a cake", she said. "I left a list in the kitchen".
"Woman, I don't know how to cook, that is why you are here", he said as he looked at her.
"There better be a cake when I get back", Bulma said as she closed the door.
"Brat, go to Wal*Mart and buy a cake", he said.
"Mom will know its bought", Trunks said.
"Fine. Go buy the ingredients", he said, entranced by the screen.
Trunks groaned. He walked to the kitchen.
Trunks found a list that his mom left and flew to the store.
At Wal*Mart
Trunks arrived and walked inside the building.
He ran to the aisles and finally he got out proudly.
He checked the list. "Chocolate chips", he said as he looked for them.
Trunks had finally found them but as he reached for them another hand was on top of his.
He saw an old lady. She had curly white hair with some big glasses.
"Mam, these are mine", he said calmly.
"I don't think so", she said with attitude.
"What?", he asked.
"You heard me, sonny, those chips are mine", she said as she pulled on them.
Trunks pulled back harder. Then he felt a pain, and he found himself on the floor.
He looked at the old lady.
She put up her fists. "Bring it on, sucker", she said.
Bulma has taught him not to hit or do anything to old grandma's but he couldn't back down from a fight.
He stood up and lunged at the old lady.
They stated fighting. Surprisingly the grandma could move and could punch.
Then Trunks tripped her and ran off with Chocolate chips.
At the cash register, the man looked at him.
"Aren't you a little young to be by yourself buying all of this?", he asked.
"Yes, yes I am", he said.
The man nodded and gave him his change.
Trunks carried all the bags and arrived back at home.
"Here they are", Trunks said.
Vegeta nodded and walked to the kitchen.
"Let's bake a cake", he said.
A few hours later…
Bulma got out of her car and grabbed the keys to open the door.
She opened the door and didn't see Trunks or Vegeta on the couch.
She walked to the kitchen.
She smiled. Vegeta and Trunks were sitting down on the table with a cake beside them.
"Told you", she said as she gave Vegeta a kiss.
She carried the cake to her car.
"Dad, where do we throw everything?", Trunks said as he looked over the counter, which had the whole mess they made.
"After your mother leaves", he said calmly.
Trunks nodded and jumped on the couch, followed by Vegeta.
Yeah, I had this idea and I had to put it in. I think I sucked writing this story..
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