Okay I got it and it's brilliant

Okay I got it and it's brilliant! What am I talking about you ask? Well let me tell you…..I really don't know….Here is the chapter you have long awated.

Chapter 12 at last!

Bulma paced her apartment furiously. She was going to destroy him no matter what it took. He was going to pay for doing this to her family name. She pulled out an invitation she had received about a month ago. Everyone who was anyone was going to this party. No doubt the young heir musician was going to be their. An evil smile appeared on her face as a wicked plan formed in her head.

…………(doodily doodily doodily doo)…….

Trunks picked up the invite from about a month ago. He had been debating weather or not he would want to go. Why shouldn't he? He had been working hard for some months now and deserved a break. So why was his father so bound and determined to make him stay at home?

(earlier that day)

"No," said Vegeta roughly. Trunks had asked if it was okay if he go to the party he was invited to. Trunks felt a feeling of irritation rise to his face. Vegeta really wasn't paying much attention.

"Why not," he demanded.

"Because I said no," said Vegeta, covering up the fact that he feared for his son's reputation because of Bulma. No doubt the young heiress had received an invitation as well.

"Because why!?"

"BECAUSE!"

"That isn't even an answer!"

"Will you stop nagging me! You're not going and that is final!"

"Well there has to be a better reason then because you said so."

"Trunks you are starting to piss me off!"

"Well your starting to piss me off!"

"Knock it off right now or I sweat to Kami-" Trunks just gave a gruff sigh and turned around and left the GR. Vegeta was just so unreasonable some times.

Vegeta watched the teen leave. He was so angsty and angry sometimes.

(Back to the present)

What did Trunks care? His dad was just a jerk sometimes. He climbed out his second story window and jumped down to the ground and walked to the party he wasn't suppose to be showing at. Dad would never know…right?

……………(A little bit of sunshine a little bit of booze)

Bulma stood around looking at the crowed. Just as she had suspected, Trunks was hanging around a group in the same business as him. She took pictures of him drinking what could be mistaken for liquor. Of course it wasn't, this was a dry party, but who says the media wouldn't eat her story up?

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Trunks arrived at the party. To say it was dull would be an understatement. It was a dry party making it just that much worst. Of course he was underage and to be seen drinking in public would be bad enough publicity to kill his reputation. He was already one of the most controversial musicians and hated by a lot of parents because of his music. Last thing he needed was another excuse for people to despise him.\

"Hey, aren't you Marilyn Manson," asked a girl from behind him. Trunks spun around and saw a pretty blond girl. He didn't recognize her from anywhere so she must have just been their as a fan. He just nodded his head. She had a big grin on her pretty face. She looked down at her red dress shyly and giggled at her red flat sued boots and looked up at him blushing slightly. "I know your gay and all but would you give me a dance? I always wanted to dance with an angst celebrity." Trunks just shrugged his shoulders. She smiled bigger and grabbed his hand and took him to the dance floor. He still had his water in his hands so he wouldn't loose it.

………( I say bump, bumpbump, with the sounds of the 50s coming from my trunk!)

Bulma pulled her cell phone out and started the video up. She got a shot of him dancing with a girl with a cup in his hand. She smiled as she took pictures. This was perfect, she could just see the headlines now. 'Manson and fan perform perfect public indecency' in bold black letters with one of her pictures posted. She laughed giddily at the innocent fun about to be twisted the wrong way.

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Not much but it's the middle of the night and I want to piss a few of you guys off.