It is October 18th. The day of court. To trunks, this didn't seem like a huge event. His mother told him to dress nice though to trunks it seemed plainly dumb and useless to do; he figured they just shoot his brains out and be done with it. But he did as he was told and got dressed. Though he wasn't sure of what to wear. He put on a tuxedo figuring that would work, so afterwards, when he walked out, his mother sent him back to find something by else.-_-'
So trunks tried again; he donned a fancy grey suit, trying to look like people off the show of Judge Judy. Apparently it worked because Bulma then let a smile grace her features.
"Aw! Trunksy wooks swo cute! ^3^!" Bulma cooed, pinching his cheeks softly. Bulma wore a plain long sleeved red dress, which seemed to capture her curvaceous figure. She also had small dangly earrings which seemed to be small gems. Finally she had peep toe red pumps and her regular red lipstick. To trunks, she lied an awful lot like Madam Red. (Fantastic show/ manga from Black Butler. for all of you who don't know Black Butler, it's a fantastic show/manga! I suggest you guys to watch it!)
Vegeta stood about five feet to the right from the two. He was clad in a black v-neck, 3/4 length sleeves (Elbow length), and black slacks, due to Bulma forcing to at least look worthy. Vegeta also had a dark blue undershirt underneath.
Trunks finally was spared from his mothers embarrassing pinches. He rubbed his cheeks and took a single stepped back. Bulma's expression didn't falter. She still kept a gleaming smile on her face. Trunks turned on his heel and walked out the door and slipped into the car. And Waited to get the whole thing over with.
Bulma felt a little hurt by trunks's actions. But either way Bulma walked out the door latching on to vegeta's forearm and dragging him out the door. Bulma saw trunks waiting in the car patiently. Bulma waved at him a tad and pushed Vegeta towards his side of the car. He gaped at her from over his shoulder.
"I will not be caught DEAD in this vehicle!"
"Oh please don't be such a child," Bulma replied clumbering into the car.
"I demand we fly!"
"No."
"Why?"
"It's impractical."
"To you, but to everyone else it's completely natural," Bulma grumbled, which brought in a smug smirk from the prince. Bulma quickly got out of the car, annoyed. Bulma simply put her hands on her hips and gave him an icy stare. Vegeta gave her a piercing stare back.
To trunks this seemed just like a staring contest. Trunks simply got comfortable in the car and waited for his parents to settle the argument, waiting for one to falter.
Bulma knew this couldn't go on for long. They would be late to be able to sentence Desmond. She blinked once and sighed. Oh how she hated the victorious smirk he flashed just then. But then again loved it.
She looked at him and simply said, "you fly and we drive." The answer shocked Vegeta, seeing as she never agreed to that. But before she could changed mind, off he went, streaming, through the sky.
Bulma opened her door again and sat in the seat. She started the car and accelerated. She waved at trunks who was in the back of the car. Bulma wasn't in the mod fm for talking though so she didn't spark up a conversation.
Finally the two parked to an expecting Vegeta. The three entered to go meet the man who had wrecked their lives for more then a year. Desmond was going to be sentenced. Thank. Jesus.
Everyone walked into the court room and all go in their places. (I don't know a lot about court so ima skip to the interesting part. SORRY IF YOU WERE EXPECTING FULL COURT!)
"I have come to a decision," the judge announced. Everyone turned towards her direction. The judge cleared her throat and said, "it is now time to judge Desmond Gorman." Everyone crossed their fingers.
"He shall be sentenced for life in a cruel prison. There will be no bail. Court is adjourned." Yup. That simple. But Bulma still had a odd feeling in her chest. She knew this couldn't be over. She went to trunks and asked, "Trunksy...do oh really think all of this is over?"
He nodded in reply. "Everything will be fine mom. He got a life sentence! He's gonna he confined for life! It's over trust me on this mom!" He led her out of the court room where Vegeta was leaning on the wall.
"Hey dad. Are you freakin out about Derek too?" Trunks asked, rolling his eyes.
"Of course not. He's in prison. I've been waiting for you two; you guys are really slow." Bulma have him a worried glance. He shook his head and mouthed, "later". Bulma nodded and was taken up into vegeta's arms and trunks flew right beside on the way home doing tricks. That boy really had a lot of energy.
At the house, they found chi chi, Gohan, Goten and Goku airing outside their door with eager faces. When the trio touched down the sons rushed up to hear the news.
"So what happened?!" Goku asked. Bulma answered, "des got locked up," she decided against givin Desmond a nickname and regretted giving one. She saw everyone clapping in celebration.
"I knew we'd get that villainous villain!" Goten said in his cheerful 10-year old way. Trunks gave him a bro fist and they marched inside the house, Bulma guessed t go to trunks's room and play with his toys.
Chi chi cleared her throat and said, "as a treat, I shall cook for you guys! I'll make it extra special!" She waltzed in the door and headed towards the kitchen. Gohan and Goku remained.
"If I may, I shall exit to go in the house and watch finding Bigfoot." Gohan went in too.
"Food!" Goku rushed in the house following he aroma of food his wife was cooking up. Bulma was slightly annoyed that they all went in, with the exception of trunks, without asking permission.
Vegeta slid Bulma down on her feet and went in himself. Bulma had nothing else to do so she went inside herself.
After dinner, made by chi chi, the sons left. Though Goten wouldn't go without begging to borrow trunks's toy. Currently bulma was tucking trunks in bed.
"Hey mom?"
"Hm?" She said while tucking him in.
"Aren't I a little old for being tucked in?"
"Of course not," she kissed his forehead, "you will never be too old to let me tuck you in. Love you."
"Love you." Bulma turned off his light and slowly closed the door. She went over to the couch. She grabbed a small zebra-print blanket and wrapped it around herself as she flicked to her show: jersey shore. (I HATE that show!) she watched up until she heard a familiar voice.
"The situation has no abs." Vegeta came out of the shadows and leaned on the couch. Bulma tried to focus on the show. It just got interesting. Snooki just slapped the situation! She didn't notice when Vegeta sat down next to her.
"So Bulma. What as it you wanted to talk about?"
"What are you talking about?" Bulma asked in an exasperated tone. She did not feel like talking when snooki was going to the club.
"When you gave me a worried glance after Desmond's trial. Then I told you we would talk about it later."
"We don't have to-hey!" Vegeta had flicked off the television. Bulma sighed haughtily.
"You are a total ass."
"Yes, you do say that often."
"Okay, what do you want?"
"More like what I just explained, what do YOU want?"
Bulma just looked at him as if h were crazy, but then remembered. "Oh, that...well I think that the way Desmond was arrested was just so simple-" she was cut off when Vegeta kissed her neck.
"Bulma, know that I will never let anyone touch you ever again." Bulma smiled. She kissed his lips softly and got up. Vegeta quickly placed one hand on her hip as she walked off and whispered in her ear, "I promise. No one." He brushed her cheek with his lips and headed a corner to the bedroom. Bulma just smiled once more and headed there herself.