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Chapter 2- Parents Gone... Aka... Freedom
"And here's my credit card, I don't want to find it maxed out. You got that Trunks?" Bulma asked handing him the gold color piece of plastic.
He smirked receiving it, "Don't worry mom. Goten and I won't be using it that much." His mom sniffed wiping away a lone tear. "Mom, we'll both be fine. Don't you worry about us, we're able to take care of ourselves."
"WOMAN!" yelled a raspy voice. Trunks father Vegeta, stormed in the room with a scowl on his face.
"The name is Bulma," she replied looking at him with teary eyes.
Vegeta growled, "Must you show such emotions? Why must humans be so weak? It's so pathetic."
"I can't help it. We're leaving our only son home alone for a week! Oh, I hope my baby is going to be all right!" she explained hugging him tightly again.
"Mom, as I said before... Well be fine! Stop stressing, anyways, I think you, dad, and the Son's should get going. Isn't the boat going to be leaving in about an hour?" asked the half saiyan.
Bulma gasped, "My gosh! You are absolutely right! Vegeta, we have got to go! The Son's are waiting for us!"
"It's about time," the prince muttered watching his wife leave the room. He turned back to Trunks. "Son."
"Yes dad?" he asked.
"If I come back to a house that is destroyed, doesn't smell right, or doesn't FEEL right... You will have to train with me for a month. Do I make my self clear?" Vegeta asked looking at his son strait in the eye.
Trunks nodded staying silent.
"Good," he replied turning to the door but stopped. "Oh yeah, along with the training, you will have no allowance for half a year."
"WHAT?!" Trunks exclaimed.
"You heard me. The reason I'm making the punishment so hard is because I know how you think. You were just like I was when I was your age." Vegeta gave a quick smirk as he walked out of the room, and Goten strolled in. Taking a quick glance at the prince Goten raised a brow. "Was he enforcing the punishment or something if you mess up while they're gone?"
Trunks nodded, "Yeah..." Goten nodded. "Same here. Mom was threatening me. So... Do you want to say goodbye before they leave? One week sure is a long time," Goten pointed out.
"Um... I think it's already too late..." Trunks said, hearing a vehicle drive off. Goten just blinked. "Yeah... just a few seconds late," he mumbled.
Walking to the living room, they both plopped on the couch sighing. "Well, they're finally gone. What to you want to do?" asked Goten looking over at Trunks. He gave a smirk and showed the card. "We could spend it all at the magic shop."
"Nah. But we could do prank phone calls later."
"Okay..." Trunks put a finger to his lips in deep thought. "Terrorize the town?"
"Uh... Are you serious? I don't want to get in trouble on the first day," Goten replied.
"You're no fun."
"Better safe than sorry."
Trunks shook his head, "Then how about a movie? Want to see what they have at the video store?"
"Yeah! And lets order in a pizza too!"
"More like fifteen." Goten nodded as he got his cell phone out and dialed the number. Trunks leaned back in the sofa. He waited till he heard a * click * and turned back to Goten.
"Pizza will be ready in about 45 minutes."
"And just enough time too... Lets get going," he replied grabbing his friends' hand, dragging him out of the door and to the closest video store.
Okay... So I haven't updated in a while... But that's okay. I'll be having more time to write now since I have absolutely nothing to do except for being lazy and waiting till summer vacation is over! Okay... and with my other story... All I can say is Writer's Block. But I'm getting suggestions from my friends so I may have the next chapter out soon. Well, thanks for reading the story and I will try to have the next chapter out soon. Adios for now!
-Takuma
Chapter 2- Parents Gone... Aka... Freedom
"And here's my credit card, I don't want to find it maxed out. You got that Trunks?" Bulma asked handing him the gold color piece of plastic.
He smirked receiving it, "Don't worry mom. Goten and I won't be using it that much." His mom sniffed wiping away a lone tear. "Mom, we'll both be fine. Don't you worry about us, we're able to take care of ourselves."
"WOMAN!" yelled a raspy voice. Trunks father Vegeta, stormed in the room with a scowl on his face.
"The name is Bulma," she replied looking at him with teary eyes.
Vegeta growled, "Must you show such emotions? Why must humans be so weak? It's so pathetic."
"I can't help it. We're leaving our only son home alone for a week! Oh, I hope my baby is going to be all right!" she explained hugging him tightly again.
"Mom, as I said before... Well be fine! Stop stressing, anyways, I think you, dad, and the Son's should get going. Isn't the boat going to be leaving in about an hour?" asked the half saiyan.
Bulma gasped, "My gosh! You are absolutely right! Vegeta, we have got to go! The Son's are waiting for us!"
"It's about time," the prince muttered watching his wife leave the room. He turned back to Trunks. "Son."
"Yes dad?" he asked.
"If I come back to a house that is destroyed, doesn't smell right, or doesn't FEEL right... You will have to train with me for a month. Do I make my self clear?" Vegeta asked looking at his son strait in the eye.
Trunks nodded staying silent.
"Good," he replied turning to the door but stopped. "Oh yeah, along with the training, you will have no allowance for half a year."
"WHAT?!" Trunks exclaimed.
"You heard me. The reason I'm making the punishment so hard is because I know how you think. You were just like I was when I was your age." Vegeta gave a quick smirk as he walked out of the room, and Goten strolled in. Taking a quick glance at the prince Goten raised a brow. "Was he enforcing the punishment or something if you mess up while they're gone?"
Trunks nodded, "Yeah..." Goten nodded. "Same here. Mom was threatening me. So... Do you want to say goodbye before they leave? One week sure is a long time," Goten pointed out.
"Um... I think it's already too late..." Trunks said, hearing a vehicle drive off. Goten just blinked. "Yeah... just a few seconds late," he mumbled.
Walking to the living room, they both plopped on the couch sighing. "Well, they're finally gone. What to you want to do?" asked Goten looking over at Trunks. He gave a smirk and showed the card. "We could spend it all at the magic shop."
"Nah. But we could do prank phone calls later."
"Okay..." Trunks put a finger to his lips in deep thought. "Terrorize the town?"
"Uh... Are you serious? I don't want to get in trouble on the first day," Goten replied.
"You're no fun."
"Better safe than sorry."
Trunks shook his head, "Then how about a movie? Want to see what they have at the video store?"
"Yeah! And lets order in a pizza too!"
"More like fifteen." Goten nodded as he got his cell phone out and dialed the number. Trunks leaned back in the sofa. He waited till he heard a * click * and turned back to Goten.
"Pizza will be ready in about 45 minutes."
"And just enough time too... Lets get going," he replied grabbing his friends' hand, dragging him out of the door and to the closest video store.
Okay... So I haven't updated in a while... But that's okay. I'll be having more time to write now since I have absolutely nothing to do except for being lazy and waiting till summer vacation is over! Okay... and with my other story... All I can say is Writer's Block. But I'm getting suggestions from my friends so I may have the next chapter out soon. Well, thanks for reading the story and I will try to have the next chapter out soon. Adios for now!
-Takuma