Bulla walked up to him. Never one to back down to a stranger, she stood up and looked him squarely in the face. A gesture he gladly returned. "So, you are some future version of my brother, right?" He nodded, complete poker face. She continued, "So, what's with the long do? That style is so last century. It makes you look like a total dweeb." Bulma gasped, both amused by her daughter's lack of fear and a little irritated at her ungracious attitude. She didn't interfere, waiting for Mirai to retort. Mirai countered with, "Little one. It's always better to be silent and thought a fool then to open your big mouth and prove to be one." Bulla's mouth dropped, then she grew angry, "You know what, asshole? You should really see yourself from my point of way you can truly see how stupid you look. Playing dress up. Who do you think your fooling into believing you're a doctor anyway. Like I said before, dweeb." Bulma chided her both for the language and another for possibly hurting Mirai's feelings. Vegeta smirked and gave a small chuckle at his daughter's expense. Trunks seemed to be getting quite a bit of enjoyment out of the little debate. Everyone either gasped or stood shocked. Mirai, never one to back down from a fight, gave her a cold look and responded with, "I would try to see things from your point of view, but I don't think I could stick my head that far up my ass." Mirai grimaced inwardly. He knew that would hurt his reputation as being known as elegant speaker. That earned laughter, uneasy as it was, from everyone in the room. Vegeta laughed out loud, which was rare for him. Bulma, after she recovered from the shock, put her hand across her mouth to control her giggling. Trunks looked both amused and a touch pissed. Bulla on the other hand gave Mirai an astonished look before bursting into a fit of giggles. She slapped Mirai, hard, across the arm and said, "I think I'm going to like you better than my other brother." He chuckled appreciatively and patted her on the back.

Bulma, after wiping tears of mirth out of her eyes, was the first one to turn serious. "Look, Mirai, I am sure your father already told you that we need your help." He shook his head in agreement and she continued, "We do not know what kind of virus we are dealing with, it has," she looked at her watch, "within the last 36 hours killed 58 people. This is Videl." Videl acknowledged the man with a nod. "She is Gohan's wife." Mirai raised his eyebrows, but didn't seem surprised. "Their daughter, Pan, has contracted the virus and…." She was interrupted by two more presences entering the building. It was Gohan and Dende.

Gohan, sensed a familiar presence at Capsule Corp. It felt like Trunks's energy, yet it seemed like there was another Trunks in the room. Knowing that it probably wasn't a good sign, he and Dende hurried into the main lobby where everyone was located. As Gohan stepped in the room, his theory was confirmed. There was another Trunks in the room. He smiled. He hadn't seen the man in years and he looked the same, for the most part. Mirai felt Gohan's presence and focused on him. Noticing the other man's smile, he smile back warmly. The two walked up to each other and shook hands, and Gohan brought him into a hug. Mirai reciprocated the gesture. Dende also appeared to be happy seeing Mirai again. He also shook hands with the futuristic man. "Trunks, man. It's so good to see you again after so many years, but why? Has something else gone wrong?" Gohan inquired. "Call me Mirai to avoid confusion with the other Trunks. No, Vegeta sought me out in my timeline. From what I've heard, you all need my help this time. Not vise versa." Mirai finished in a business-like tone.

Bulma coughed, signaling that she was ready to speak again. All eyes turned toward her. "Dende, Pan is in my lab. Trunks, if you don't mind showing him the way." As Trunks moved forward, Mirai interjected with, "That won't be necessary." "What do you mean not necessary? My granddaughter may not have much time left! Stand aside and let Dende through!" Hercule demanded angrily. Mirai looked at him coolly before directing his focus on Dende and Gohan. "I can handle her. There are people right now mere second from dying. Besides, I can finish filling everyone in with information pertaining to this virus." Mirai uttered softly. Dende gave him a small smile before looking at Gohan. Dende said, "Gohan, I'm for certain Mirai can take care of your daughter just as easily as I can. As guardian of Earth, it is my duty to protect the people. They need me out there. If Mirai were not here, I would have gladly helped her. I will still help her if the need should arise, but since he is here, I can seek out other people who really need me right now going through this same situation. I am confident if Mirai knows what he is going to do will work, then it will." he looked expectantly at Gohan, waiting for an answer. Gohan clapped Dende on the shoulder. "Thank you, Dende. I wasn't aware Mirai was going to show up, otherwise I wouldn't have wasted your time." Noticing the look on Mirai's face, he grinned sheepishly before saying, "No offense man. I realize you weren't prepared to be here either. Mirai shrugged, but it was obvious he was no longer offended. "None taken." he commented back. Dende laughed. "Well, I best be going. Mirai, thank you for your help. If you need me, I will not be far away. I believe if you and I divide and conquer, more lives will be saved. We need to find the source and snuff it out before this truly gets out of hand." Mirai nodded and replied, "After I am finished here, I make my way out there to help. It may take me a bit, but I agree. Our work will be in vain if we don't get to the bottom of this." Dende smiled appreciatively and took his leave after saying a brief goodbye to everyone.

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