Trunks was your average kid. He loved to play with trains and trucks and mud. He enjoyed making fun of his sibling. He thought his father was the strongest man alive. He wanted to be spiderman when he grew up. He was super-strong. Like I said: average, right? And most average children like the idea of being able to cut up your best friend with a sword, and that's just what he was doing to Goten at this moment.
"EEEEEE!! STOP IT TRUNKS! MY LIFE POINTS ARE GOING DOWN!!!" Goten squealed, his thumbs moving furiously across the video-game controller but not really doing much good. Trunks had unplugged that one, and Goten, with Goku's wit, had not noticed.
"THEY'RE SUPPOSED TO GO DOWN, NIT-WIT!! I'M TRYIN' TO KILL YOU!!!" Trunks hollered back over the music of Bulma's radio which she was using to, yet again, drown out the sound of her screaming children. Suddenly, red flashed all over the screen and Goten saw the solemn letters "K.O."
"That's not fair, Trunks! You cheated!!" Trunks just smiled at this and offered Goten something to eat, knowing his best friend had inherited his father's appetite. Goku ate a lot, even for a Saiyan and Goten ate twice as much. That's why there was not one, not two, not three, but four refridgerators in the Briefs household. Bra began crying as she sat, left unattended, in her highchair. Of course, with Bulma's music so loud she wouldn't be able to tell would she? Using whatever sort of strength she had at this early age, she yanked off the tray and the belt that held her in. She began falling towards the floor.
From the doorway, Vegeta sprinted and caught her, landing on his stomach with his arms outstretched. She was but inches away from hitting her head on the floor, and now that head was in her father's hands, holding her upside down. She was looking at Vegeta's scowling face as he set her upright in his hands and stood. Goten and Trunks were oblivious to what had happened. They were hunting for food through the fridge.
"BRAT!!" Vegeta yelled, making both of them jump.
"Y-y-y-yes, Papa?" Trunks asked as he turned around slowly to see a very, very angry Vegeta holding Bra up by her head. Bra was trying to spin around in his grip, failing miserably and giggling all the while.
"Watch. Your. Sister," He spoke through gritted teeth. Trunks was afraid for a moment that he'd squeeze Bra's head too hard and it'd pop or something, but such things are to be expected from a child with his imagination. It never happened, to his disappointment.
"Kay. Can we go over to Goten's house? He just got a new puppy and Gohan's visiting!!"
"I don't care, just take this brat with you," He set her on the counter top with surprising gentleness and headed back to the Gravity room.
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"Hey, Trunks!" Goten accelerated to catch up with his friend, who was holding Bra in his hands. "Didja know Pan's gonna have her first birthday soon? I'm gonna give her a present. Are you?"
"Nah. I already got her one," Trunks moved Bra a litte in his arms so she was pressed up against his shirt so the wind wouldn't hurt her eyes. "That good luck charm lasts a lifetime."
The arrived at the Sons' home just as Gohan and Videl were about to go inside. They exchanged hello's and then sent the boys off to Goten's room to play with the babies.
"They must be stupid. They're trusting us with their babies. From what Papa said, it took a lot of hard work to make 'em.... it's too bad i was asleep when the stork came and dropped off Bra," Trunks sighed and set Pan down on the carpet, placing her diaper bag to the side and grabbing the toys from it. Goten and Trunks talked a while about how Goten was already an uncle and Trunks would have to wait a million years before he got to be one, then noticed something rather odd.
"Guh," The sound came out clear and soft.
"Guh," There it went again.
"Where's that coming from?"
"GUH GUH!!!!" This time it was a shout and they could see it was coming from Pan. She was saying her first... sounds?
"What's a guh?" Goten asked, expecting Trunks to know since he was older, but the purple-haired boy just shrugged and watched Pan. Her back was turned to them as she sat on the carpet and she seemed to be trying to hold her head. She kept hitting it with her hands, as though trying to get something out of it.
"Guh, guh, guh!" She kept saying, and the tone of her voice sounded pained. She was hurt?
"What's wrong, Pan?" Trunks asked, and waited for her to turn around or at least respond to the sound of his voice. She wasn't crying. What was wrong with her?
"Pan? Pan!! PAN!! PAN!!!" Trunks tried again and again. He clapped his hands and threw things against the wall, and still she did not turn around. Gohan came in first, asking what was wrong.
"I guess she hasn't learned her name yet..." Trunks assumed. Videl came into the room to see her baby crying silent tears, picked her up, and attempted to comfort her. Pan just kept holding her ears and sniffling.
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well, you can probably guess what's happening. ^_^ the second chapter out so fast! wow! i'm enjoying writing this and i hope you enjoy reading just as much. thanx to my three reviewers for the first chapter... gee, i hope i have more this time. send me your thoughts! i don't care if you luved it or hated it.
disclaimer: look at the blah blah blah first blah blah chapter blah blah blah blah.
mashaka, signing out... signing... signed.
"EEEEEE!! STOP IT TRUNKS! MY LIFE POINTS ARE GOING DOWN!!!" Goten squealed, his thumbs moving furiously across the video-game controller but not really doing much good. Trunks had unplugged that one, and Goten, with Goku's wit, had not noticed.
"THEY'RE SUPPOSED TO GO DOWN, NIT-WIT!! I'M TRYIN' TO KILL YOU!!!" Trunks hollered back over the music of Bulma's radio which she was using to, yet again, drown out the sound of her screaming children. Suddenly, red flashed all over the screen and Goten saw the solemn letters "K.O."
"That's not fair, Trunks! You cheated!!" Trunks just smiled at this and offered Goten something to eat, knowing his best friend had inherited his father's appetite. Goku ate a lot, even for a Saiyan and Goten ate twice as much. That's why there was not one, not two, not three, but four refridgerators in the Briefs household. Bra began crying as she sat, left unattended, in her highchair. Of course, with Bulma's music so loud she wouldn't be able to tell would she? Using whatever sort of strength she had at this early age, she yanked off the tray and the belt that held her in. She began falling towards the floor.
From the doorway, Vegeta sprinted and caught her, landing on his stomach with his arms outstretched. She was but inches away from hitting her head on the floor, and now that head was in her father's hands, holding her upside down. She was looking at Vegeta's scowling face as he set her upright in his hands and stood. Goten and Trunks were oblivious to what had happened. They were hunting for food through the fridge.
"BRAT!!" Vegeta yelled, making both of them jump.
"Y-y-y-yes, Papa?" Trunks asked as he turned around slowly to see a very, very angry Vegeta holding Bra up by her head. Bra was trying to spin around in his grip, failing miserably and giggling all the while.
"Watch. Your. Sister," He spoke through gritted teeth. Trunks was afraid for a moment that he'd squeeze Bra's head too hard and it'd pop or something, but such things are to be expected from a child with his imagination. It never happened, to his disappointment.
"Kay. Can we go over to Goten's house? He just got a new puppy and Gohan's visiting!!"
"I don't care, just take this brat with you," He set her on the counter top with surprising gentleness and headed back to the Gravity room.
:*:~:*:~:*:~:*:~:*:~:*:~:*:
"Hey, Trunks!" Goten accelerated to catch up with his friend, who was holding Bra in his hands. "Didja know Pan's gonna have her first birthday soon? I'm gonna give her a present. Are you?"
"Nah. I already got her one," Trunks moved Bra a litte in his arms so she was pressed up against his shirt so the wind wouldn't hurt her eyes. "That good luck charm lasts a lifetime."
The arrived at the Sons' home just as Gohan and Videl were about to go inside. They exchanged hello's and then sent the boys off to Goten's room to play with the babies.
"They must be stupid. They're trusting us with their babies. From what Papa said, it took a lot of hard work to make 'em.... it's too bad i was asleep when the stork came and dropped off Bra," Trunks sighed and set Pan down on the carpet, placing her diaper bag to the side and grabbing the toys from it. Goten and Trunks talked a while about how Goten was already an uncle and Trunks would have to wait a million years before he got to be one, then noticed something rather odd.
"Guh," The sound came out clear and soft.
"Guh," There it went again.
"Where's that coming from?"
"GUH GUH!!!!" This time it was a shout and they could see it was coming from Pan. She was saying her first... sounds?
"What's a guh?" Goten asked, expecting Trunks to know since he was older, but the purple-haired boy just shrugged and watched Pan. Her back was turned to them as she sat on the carpet and she seemed to be trying to hold her head. She kept hitting it with her hands, as though trying to get something out of it.
"Guh, guh, guh!" She kept saying, and the tone of her voice sounded pained. She was hurt?
"What's wrong, Pan?" Trunks asked, and waited for her to turn around or at least respond to the sound of his voice. She wasn't crying. What was wrong with her?
"Pan? Pan!! PAN!! PAN!!!" Trunks tried again and again. He clapped his hands and threw things against the wall, and still she did not turn around. Gohan came in first, asking what was wrong.
"I guess she hasn't learned her name yet..." Trunks assumed. Videl came into the room to see her baby crying silent tears, picked her up, and attempted to comfort her. Pan just kept holding her ears and sniffling.
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well, you can probably guess what's happening. ^_^ the second chapter out so fast! wow! i'm enjoying writing this and i hope you enjoy reading just as much. thanx to my three reviewers for the first chapter... gee, i hope i have more this time. send me your thoughts! i don't care if you luved it or hated it.
disclaimer: look at the blah blah blah first blah blah chapter blah blah blah blah.
mashaka, signing out... signing... signed.