By: KittyKoorime
Disclaimer: I do not own DragonBall Z...just this story. and maybe Trunks...OKAY OKAY NO I DON'T! MERCY! Trembles
Summary: It's baby Trunks' second birthday and everyone's happy! But what about FUTURE Trunks? Don't you think he'd be a bit upset? Not if his daughter has anything to say about it!
Happy Birthday:
"I'm so happy, today is little Trunks' second birthday!" my grandma, Bulma, from the past exclaimed for the millionth time, holding up the little baby. My daddy was slumped at the edge of Kami's lookout, looking down, sitting indian style. "Aren't you happy, Vegeta?" Grandma asked. He just grunted. Like grandpa could be happy. But Grandpa also knew, OBVIOUSLY, that it was also my daddy's birthday. But he's to stubborn to say so. So I told daddy he said happy birthday. FYI: He didn't believe me. I walked off to Kami's throne room. Piccolo was sitting there, looking quite bored. "Please don't tell me Bulma's throwing a party for a two year old." he grunted. "Not sure. But I won't go." I mumbled. "Why?" he asked as I shuffled up on the unused arm of the throne. "You don't get it DO you, Picky-lo!" I asked. He shook his head, glaring at me from the nickname. "If it's baby Trunks' birthday to!" he sounded very shocked. OBVIOUSLY even the fushed Kami/Piccolo didn't know this and Grandpa Vegeta does. Tell you anything! "Someone should tell Bulma." he replied, standing up. I hopped onto his back without warning. "I wanna come to!" I smiled. "Fine." He snarled. Then he walked out of the throne room and quickly spotted Bulma. "Bulma, come here!" he said in a low, growling voice. Scawy, ain't it? She trotted over to him with the baby and I jumped off Piccolo's back to go talk to my daddy. I skipped over to him. "Hi, Daddy!" I chirped, sitting beside him. "Hey." he replied softly, not even looking at me. I gently leaned against him. "Daddy, you're crying." I whimpered. He sniffled. "I'm fine, baby, daddy's just havin' a bad day." he smiled and wiped his eyes. Then he kissed my forehead. "Why don't you go play?" he whispered. I whimpered and got up and walked to a pillar and sat down. "Guys, come on, you should feel bad. It's his birthday and we all practically neglected him! Escpecially me. Come on!" Bulma begged. "I'll do it!" Gohan, Krillen, and my Grandpa Goku answered. After that, everyone pitched in on whatever it was. So, whatever it was, Gohan, Goku, Krillen, Yamcha, Chi-Chi, Tien, Bulma, Mr.PoPo, Chaozu, and Baby Trunks were in on it. "Anna Banana!" Bulma cooed. I hopped up and ran over to her. "What?" I asked in a tone that should not be used with your grandma. "Hun, I know you're mad at me for forgetting your dad's birthday to but you could've told me!" She said. I looked at Grandpa Vegeta. "So could Vegeta." I said in another tone. She laughed. "Well, we're gonna sing happy birthday to your daddy, wanna join?" she asked. I nodded. "Okay!" I cheered. "Ok, good. Everyone get in a group. "She ordered quietly. I stood in front, in front of Gohan. " 1, 2, 3..." Bulma counted slowly. We were going to 5. Gohan lifted my short self onto his shoulders. "4,5!" She whispered. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR TRUNKS! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!" We sang. He was turned around smiling. I hopped off Gohan's shoulders and ran to daddy and kissed his cheek and gave him a huge hug. "Happy birthday, daddy!" I smiled.
THE END
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