Trunks & Goten meet Calvin & Hobbes
Disc: I own nothing
(At Capsule Corp.)
"Truunks, I'm booored," the little mini-Goku whined out to his lilac-haired friend.
Trunks was tiring of his friend's constant whining and complaining, and almost wished he never met this child.
Goten continued with his whining until Trunks finally had it.
"WOULD YOU HUSH ALREADY, KAMI, I AM SICK OF LISTENING TO YOU COMPLAIN, SO JUST CALM DOWN, OKAY , SOMETIMES I WISH I NEVER MET YOU, SON GOTEN!" Trunks, panting saw his friend, head buried into a couch cushion, tears soaking into the fabric.
Trunks immediately rushed to his friend, picked him up, and sat him onto his lap. Goten curled up into it, wrapping his legs around Trunks' waist. "I'm sorry, Goten, I'm just in a bad mood, okay, shhhhhh, it's okay now," he said, rubbing the boy's back in small circles.
"I..(hic)..I..(hic, hic)..I...I...I," Trunks then wiped the tears from Goten's face and said," If you forgive me, I'll give you ten of my toys, and you can pick 'em,"
Goten immediately hugged his friend around the neck, halfway choking him, "THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU," he said in his hyper voice, but noticed Trunks' sights were set out of the window, as a van has pulled in, with one nervous kid in it, and what looked like an actual tiger with him. (Remember, Trunks & Goten are kids too, with what I think, the most active imaginations ever)
"Hey, Trunks, who's that?" Goten asked
They will soon find out
Sorry if this chapter got a bit, sappy. I've just been writing so many angsty fics, and as I always say, "A good humor story just isn't a humor story without it's angst,"
R&R. No flames please.
