THE BET: CHAPTER ONE-The Bet

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Trunks: 8 years old

Goten: 7 years old

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"Trunks! No way! I don't believe you!" Goten as he glared at Trunks who was holding a book that he had just finished reading, they were hanging out at Capsule Corp., and naturally were in Trunks third bedroom where all of his toys were being kept.

"Oh come on Goten!" Trunks as he tilted his head, it was rare that Goten and he had a disagreement. In fact it was rare that Goten didn't believe anything he said.

"No! Trunks! I won't!" Goten as he continued to glare at him.

"Oh come on Goten you have to!" Trunks as he looked at his book and back at Goten.

"NO! NOT WITHOUT PROOF!" Goten shouted as he crossed his arms and turned around, showing how stubborn he was being, Trunks rolled his eyes when he noticed Goten turned around with a grin. "I know! How about we make a bet?"

"Huh? A Bet?" Trunks

"Yeah. On time travel. I bet that there is no such thing." Goten as he put out his hand.

"Alright. I bet there is." Trunks as he was about to shake Goten's hand.

"Oh." Goten taking back his hand, "Wait, the proof. Hmmm, oh I know! You will have to go two times to prove it, and you need to go in the hyperbolic time chamber oh grow your hair out when you are in there and bring back pictures-you have to be in them!"

Trunks with a sweat drop on his head, "Anything else?"

"Oh. And a new set of clothes!"

Trunks thought about all the proof and wondered how on Earth he was going to accomplish all of that, but not wanting to show his nervousness thought of something, "You will have to see me off both times."

"Okay!" Goten as he smirked, feeling confident that he would win the bet, shook Trunks' hand, then got a piece of paper and wrote everything they had said down and wrote his name, Trunks then wrote his and put it away in his and Goten's memorabilia box.

"Alright, now where should I go in my time traveling." Trunks as he thought about when would be a safe way to enter a time stream, "It has to be a time which we are familiar with. Nothing too dangerous and not anything that would make a huge difference…"

"Hey Trunks, what would happen if you ran in to yourself?" Goten as he tilted his head, he didn't believe in time traveling at all but the topic he had to admit did strike his interest-and he knew that Trunks enjoyed mysterious topics too. That is why after Trunks read the birthday gift that he had given him-the book The Time Machine by H.G.Wells-he immediately gave him a call.

"You know, I bet something really bad, but that might be because it would be me. Wait! If I go to a time that I can't recognize myself it would probably be safe!" Trunks said as he thought of going maybe when he was still a baby or not yet born.

"Like on Halloween?" Goten thinking of a costume covering his other self up to which he wouldn't be able to see his own body.

"No Stupid! If I landed at my home before I was in costume I'd still run the risk of running in to my own body. But if I go when I'm not born or a baby then the other me would not recognize…me." Trunks trying to explain his reasoning.

"Oh. That makes sense. So are you going to try to go in to the Past then?" Goten as he saw Trunks nod, "Safest thing to do. When should I go Goten?"

"Well, how long do you think it will be to make the time machine?" Goten asked smirking he knew he had yet to think about that.

"Oh! Uhhh, a good ten years easy." Trunks as he then wondered if he was right about going to the Past that it would be the safest thing to do, and wondered if his mom had any parts for a time machine in the first place. "Goten, let's go and ask my mom about going to the Past first, she may know of a good time to go and may even have an idea as to how to make the time machine!"

Trunks said running out the door with Goten right behind him.

Downstairs the Sons, Krillen, 18, Bulma and Vegeta were socializing at the table with snacks; waiting for the barbecue to be finished by the robot maid as the boys came running in.

"Hey Mom!" Trunks said getting every one's attention and his mother's.

"Yes Trunks?" Bulma turning to her son as did Vegeta.

"If I made a time machine and went in to the Past." Trunks unaware of his father's shocked face along with his mother's very surprised look, along with Krillen spatting out his tea as Goku gave a mysterious smile towards Vegeta who was glaring at him.

"OH NO YOU DON'T! DON'T YOU EVER THINK ABOUT THAT!" Bulma who had just thought about his future self dying at the hands of Cell, but as she saw her son's disappointed eyes as he turned around and walked back to his room with Goten muttering something about her not letting him finish his question, she became ashamed of herself.

She should have heard him out especially since she knew Future Trunks and how much she enjoyed spending time with him, but it was so dangerous and she knew very little of how the machine worked. If she knew more she would help Trunks with his idea of making a machine, but unfortunately she only had a look at it, and never even looked at how it worked.

"Woman, Good move." Vegeta whispered to her and knew he had thought of him dying at the hands of Cell too. His small compliment gave her the relief she needed to going back and enjoying the small get-together.

"So Trunks wants to go time traveling…" Krillen smiling but then seeing the glare from Vegeta dropped the subject and went back to the Tournament coming up.

Trunks walked beside Goten in silence wondering how he could figure out how to make the machine when he noticed they had passed his mother's lab.

"Hey Goten, hang on a second I want to see if their might be any parts that I can use in here." Trunks as he opened up the door and walked inside, Goten nodded and walked in behind him.

As Trunks looked around he noticed a bunch of empty capsules lying around and picked one up, when he noticed one lying on the ground a few feet away and picked it up, he in just plain curiosity threw it just to see what it is.

POOF!

An odd ugly looking machine that was covered in a lot of moss and junk stood in front of him, it smelled awful-like mold, or really bad eggs.

"Hey Goten, I can use this, let's capsule it and take it to my room, before it smells up the whole house!" Trunks as he went around the machine holding his breath and finding the place to re-capsule it opened it and pushed the button, as Goten found the air freshener and sprayed it, then turned on the fan.

"Man this thing stinks! But I bet it will be really helpful- a lot of parts make it up." Trunks as they walked in to his room.

"If you say so Trunks, but I bet it's just a bunch of useless junk! I mean did you even bother looking up there? The glass is broken." Goten as he looked at Trunks.

"Goten, I will make you eat those words." Trunks as he smirked, "After I come back from the past with all the proof."

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Goten rolled his eyes, glad he didn't have to help Trunks with making the machine-it wasn't a part of the bet after all.

"GOTEN WE'RE LEAVING!" ChiChi shouted as she and Goku got ready to leave.

"Coming! See you later Trunks!" Goten as Trunks saw him and every one leave. He was curious as to why his mother didn't want to talk about it but figured it was just an adult thing.

Then sneaking in to his mother's lab again, he got the tools he may need-glad his mother had so many of each thing, and left to go up in his room when he remembered the Unused Lab. No one used it because it didn't have any air conditioning and so his Grandpa just ignored it like his mom. They didn't even use it for storage because it was so small. Trunks smirked and ran to it with everything and then closed it.

The room was about 500 square feet, and had a nice looking ceiling fan, and a good size work bench with a small filing cabinet, and a small bathroom that had good plumbing, and a small kitchen area, that was all. To Trunks he for some reason, really thought it was nice even though it had a dark gray color for paint. He then remembered something and left to get everything else he needed.

'Ten years to make a time machine, will it be enough?' Trunks thought as he flipped the switch for the ceiling fan and in his forest green gi and yellow boots, tossed the capsule and waited. He then took a sponge and a water bucket and began to take off all the moss and dirt, along with all the grime.

VISION

He opened the glass and got inside, and began working the controls-knowing what to do with what switch and button from heart, and smiled as he began to feel the machine come to life.

END OF VISION

Trunks blinked and immediately felt a deep connection with this machine. As if-he had just found something that was extremely dear to him-he found it odd since he had never seen it before in his life.

Taking off some more grime, he noticed a word-HOPE.

Suddenly the smell did not bother him, the junk became treasure, the odd shape became style, and for some reason he became even more excited and attached to this machine-like he had just found the other piece of his soul.

"You are so beautiful…you just need a little…touching up, and I bet you will shine like a Super Saiyan." Trunks as he began to work on it from natural instinct-like all along he knew exactly what needed to be done.

TO BE CONTINUED!