Father's Day
MD666
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Ok, this is my idea, not my show/manga, it's Akira Toyama's show/manga. And no flames. Hope u enjoy. If u flame me, shall be forced to cuss u out. I don't take cridisizem well. (Trunks is a little younger that when he fought Buu, so...yeah.)
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"Mommy!" Called a small voice. Bulma turned around to see her son, Trunks, bounce into the kitchen. "What is it Trunks-kun?" Asked Bulma. "Does daddy love me?" Bulma was surprised by the question. "Of course! Why?" Asked Bulma. Trunks looked up at her wide-eyed. "Because I opened the door to the gravity chamber and daddy got really mad and said, 'You idiotic little brat! Why can't you use common sense and knock like a civil person!' why is he always mad at me?" Trunks questioned. Bulma smiled warmly at her son, "Daddy just has a hard time expressing his love for someone." She responded. "So...daddy does love me?" Trunks said. "Hai, he just has a funny way of showing it." Bulma said. Trunks smiled. "Thanks mommy!" He said running off. But as he left Bulma cursed, "Danm it Vegeta!"
That night...
Bulma waited in the bedroom for Vegeta, scowling. He finally entered the room, without so much as a hello. Bulma watched him angrily as he got undressed and into bed. That was when he saw Bulma's frightening stair. "Nani?" Vegeta demanded. Bulma then thwacked him in the back of his head. "OW! What was that for!?" Vegeta cried. Fanning her hand Bulma answered, "For such a little brain you sure have a hard head!" Vegeta was still confused. "What on Earth did I do!?" He shouted. "You know very well what you did! I've told you before not to insult your son!" (AN: can you say family counseling?) "Well, it's true what I said! I can't take it back!" Spat Vegeta. "Oh you're impossible Vegeta!" Huffed Bulma.
Trunks was listening on this, at this point he was on the verge of tears. /Daddy said it was true, why does he hate me so much? Why does he hate mommy? Well, I know he doesn't hate mommy, but, I don't think he loves her as much! What if they break up! I'll probably never see daddy again!/ (AN I realize that Trunks is a little ooc, but, we are all a little ooc when we're younger.) He walked back to his room, like a beaten dog with his tale between his legs.
The next day...
"Trunks time for breakfast!" Called Bulma. Trunks was down stairs in a flash. Bulma smiled at the lavender hairs little boy. /He just can't help but be cute./ she thought. He looked around and asked, "Mommy, where is daddy?" His eyes growing wide with fear. "He's in the back practicing." She responded. "Are you sure? He asked. "Yes, I'm sure." Trunks' expression relaxed and he hopped up into a chair.
After his breakfast, he wanted something to do. He flew around the house, but got time out for breaking some glass things. "But mommy! It was only the one with the chocolate milk mix in it!" (AN; If you watch South Park, then you'll get it.) After that he just walked around the property. He played with a few animal until he came to a pond. "I wonder if there are fishes." He wondered out loud. His answer was a big fish doing a flip, splashing water on him. "HEY!" Cried Trunks. He fish kept splashing around. As if to taunt him. "I'll get you, fish!" He yelled kicking off his shoes and jumping in after it. The water was like a mini winter, he didn't even remember that it was November. He dived down and tried countless time to catch the slippery fish, but it was one step ahead.
Before he knew it he was being jerked out of the water. By his ankles, no less. "Oh, hi daddy!" Trunks said smiling. However, Vegeta was not, instead he wore a face of anger. "Stupid child." He hissed coldly. That stabbed Trunks like a million ice cycles. Vegeta carried the boy the rest of the way home, in silence, and by his ankles.
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Well that's it for chapter one, please R&R! thanks.
MD666
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Ok, this is my idea, not my show/manga, it's Akira Toyama's show/manga. And no flames. Hope u enjoy. If u flame me, shall be forced to cuss u out. I don't take cridisizem well. (Trunks is a little younger that when he fought Buu, so...yeah.)
#$%#$%#$%#$%#$%#$%#$%#$%#$%#$%#$%#$%#$%#$%#$%#$%#$%#$%#%#$
"Mommy!" Called a small voice. Bulma turned around to see her son, Trunks, bounce into the kitchen. "What is it Trunks-kun?" Asked Bulma. "Does daddy love me?" Bulma was surprised by the question. "Of course! Why?" Asked Bulma. Trunks looked up at her wide-eyed. "Because I opened the door to the gravity chamber and daddy got really mad and said, 'You idiotic little brat! Why can't you use common sense and knock like a civil person!' why is he always mad at me?" Trunks questioned. Bulma smiled warmly at her son, "Daddy just has a hard time expressing his love for someone." She responded. "So...daddy does love me?" Trunks said. "Hai, he just has a funny way of showing it." Bulma said. Trunks smiled. "Thanks mommy!" He said running off. But as he left Bulma cursed, "Danm it Vegeta!"
That night...
Bulma waited in the bedroom for Vegeta, scowling. He finally entered the room, without so much as a hello. Bulma watched him angrily as he got undressed and into bed. That was when he saw Bulma's frightening stair. "Nani?" Vegeta demanded. Bulma then thwacked him in the back of his head. "OW! What was that for!?" Vegeta cried. Fanning her hand Bulma answered, "For such a little brain you sure have a hard head!" Vegeta was still confused. "What on Earth did I do!?" He shouted. "You know very well what you did! I've told you before not to insult your son!" (AN: can you say family counseling?) "Well, it's true what I said! I can't take it back!" Spat Vegeta. "Oh you're impossible Vegeta!" Huffed Bulma.
Trunks was listening on this, at this point he was on the verge of tears. /Daddy said it was true, why does he hate me so much? Why does he hate mommy? Well, I know he doesn't hate mommy, but, I don't think he loves her as much! What if they break up! I'll probably never see daddy again!/ (AN I realize that Trunks is a little ooc, but, we are all a little ooc when we're younger.) He walked back to his room, like a beaten dog with his tale between his legs.
The next day...
"Trunks time for breakfast!" Called Bulma. Trunks was down stairs in a flash. Bulma smiled at the lavender hairs little boy. /He just can't help but be cute./ she thought. He looked around and asked, "Mommy, where is daddy?" His eyes growing wide with fear. "He's in the back practicing." She responded. "Are you sure? He asked. "Yes, I'm sure." Trunks' expression relaxed and he hopped up into a chair.
After his breakfast, he wanted something to do. He flew around the house, but got time out for breaking some glass things. "But mommy! It was only the one with the chocolate milk mix in it!" (AN; If you watch South Park, then you'll get it.) After that he just walked around the property. He played with a few animal until he came to a pond. "I wonder if there are fishes." He wondered out loud. His answer was a big fish doing a flip, splashing water on him. "HEY!" Cried Trunks. He fish kept splashing around. As if to taunt him. "I'll get you, fish!" He yelled kicking off his shoes and jumping in after it. The water was like a mini winter, he didn't even remember that it was November. He dived down and tried countless time to catch the slippery fish, but it was one step ahead.
Before he knew it he was being jerked out of the water. By his ankles, no less. "Oh, hi daddy!" Trunks said smiling. However, Vegeta was not, instead he wore a face of anger. "Stupid child." He hissed coldly. That stabbed Trunks like a million ice cycles. Vegeta carried the boy the rest of the way home, in silence, and by his ankles.
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Well that's it for chapter one, please R&R! thanks.