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Chapter 15
The Saiyans VS a cockroach
It had taken Trunks about two days to actually complete the card structure back to what it had looked like before it was carelessly knocked over. Trunks sighed as he plopped by the card building wiping some sweat from his brow. (Yeah, just watch... He's going to end up knocking over the card house again...)
"TRUNKS! YOU'RE DAD IS ON THE PHONE!" yelled Gohan from downstairs.
Trunks raised his head. He then whimpered slightly as he got up to go and find the phone located in the room somewhere. As he looked to the left of the chair by a shelf, he found a silver-looking phone put on the charger. Trunks sighed as he picked the device up and click it on.
"Yes dad?" asked Trunks. He slightly fidgeted as he heard his dad on the other line.
"Boy, the woman is sick. We may be coming home sooner than we had thought."
Trunks' eyes widened. "And why would you want to leave the cruise ship? I mean there's a lot of food there, I'm not there to bug you, what more could you ask for?" questioned the lavender haired saiyan.
Trunks heard a pause. "As much as I hate to say this... You are absolutely right... Why should I listen to the woman?"
Trunks couldn't help but blink. His dad was agreeing with him?!
"Well... I would consider it, but she has A VERY BAD CASE OF SEASICKNESS."
Those last few words made Trunks wince even though his father's voice was a bit raspy.
This wasn't good news to Trunks at all. His father already knew about the saiyans coming back from the dead and his father had promised that he would not come out of this alive when he came back with Bulma from the cruise. He would have for sure been dead if his father had found out about the card house falling (Too bad Vegeta already watched it fall... o_o). But thank goodness he was able to put it up again, and in the exact position it was in too.
"We will stay on this boat until it comes back home on the 26th."
Trunks counted his fingers... 'Let see... Monday was the 22nd,' he thought for a second. His mouth then dropped open. It was now Wednesday, the 24th.
"We are coming back in two days, that is unless the woman gets any sicker. Hope you've been keeping out of trouble and have not broken anything or have made anything 'fall'. And tell my father I said Greetings."
The other line clicked off. Trunks clicked the phone off too. He shlumped to the floor, this was just great. Two days till he dies. He just sat there for a little while staring at the floor until someone walked in the room.
"Trunks?"
A female voice asked quietly. Trunks looked up to find Sakura looking down at him with a concernered expression.
"Are you alright?" she asked walking to him.
"I'm going to die."
She raised an eyebrow. "Die? I seriously doubt that. Now come on, get up. I have brought the project over and I thought you would like to see it." She slightly smiled as she gave him a hand to pull up on. Trunks smirked as he used her hand to pick him self up and followed her to the bottom floor.
"I think you and the other saiyans will like the art work. I had spend about 2 to 3 hours on each picture," she explained almost in a bragging tone.
"Hours?" he asked as they headed down the stairs. She nodded.
"And my hands hurt from all of the drawing and coloring too..." she added rubbing them together.
*****
From under a shelf, something crawled slowly across the floor. It headed in Trunks and Sakura's direction.
*****
The saiyans in the living room looked through the neatly organized folder with the typed out report. Every single detail the saiyans had given Sakura, were in it. Not one thing in the report was made up. And the pictures she had created awed the men. They couldn't believe that a young teen could create something that looked so life like. Although many of the poses she had were of saiyans using energy blasts or of them killing an innocent victim, the color that was used had brought a mood into the picture that made them feel that they were watching the battle.
"How is it possible for a saiyan to create this work? I've never seen anything like this!" whispered the king as he continued to examine the work.
"I can agree. She does do her best work when she it's for something important. It's no wonder that she'll become an artists in the future, you should see all of the sketch books she has!" exclaimed Goten.
The men looked at the teen.
"And, how many would that be?" questioned Nappa.
Goten placed his hand to his chin as if in deep thought, "I think she had over 20 of them-"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" shrieked Sakura as she ran into the room with Trunks behind her running also.
The saiyan men winced as their ears started to ring.
"Would you keep it down?!" exclaimed Raditz glaring at the girl.
"I-it's back..." she replied on the other side of the room quivering in fear.
"What's back?" asked Bardock taking his hands from his ears and crossing his arms.
Sakura pointed to the floor. And in walked in a roach. No... A BIG roach crawled in the room stopping a few feet away from the men. Trunks and Goten backed away with their eyes becoming wide.
King Vegeta looked at the boys, "Why the hell are you afraid of THAT? It's a little thing, it looks so pitiful!"
Trunks looked back at his grandfather giving him the are-you-insane-look. "I would back away from that if I were you!"
"And why should I?" questioned the king not budging.
"Cause it's one of my mom's experiments that escaped!"
(Dramatic music could be heard in the background.)
"And?"
Trunks, Goten, and Sakura had a sweat drop form in the back of their head. That instant the roach flew into the air strait into the king's forehead. It made a cracking noise. The three teens couldn't help but wince. The king growled as he grabbed the bug from his face. He stared at it for a second.
"Ooooooooooooh... It's the big scary monster that my grandson, the prince of all saiyans is afraid of!"
King Vegeta in a mocking tone and had a smirk plastered to his face. Then the king blinked, the roach spit something green onto the king's face. While the liquid stayed on his flesh it started to fizzle, and burn.
"THE HELL?!" exclaimed the king as he threw the bug to the other side of the room making it hit the wall. He grabbed a pillow from a couch trying to wipe the acidic liquid from his face. The goo burned a hole on the pillow.
"Told you," Trunks replied with a sigh. The roach was now on the wall crawling. Every saiyan backed to the other side of the room with the teens, they now knew the wrath of the bug. They just watched it for a minute before it stopped crawling. The saiyans stood still. The bug raised its wings and flew in the room once again making all of the people there scatter and some scream bloody murder.
Chapter 15
The Saiyans VS a cockroach
It had taken Trunks about two days to actually complete the card structure back to what it had looked like before it was carelessly knocked over. Trunks sighed as he plopped by the card building wiping some sweat from his brow. (Yeah, just watch... He's going to end up knocking over the card house again...)
"TRUNKS! YOU'RE DAD IS ON THE PHONE!" yelled Gohan from downstairs.
Trunks raised his head. He then whimpered slightly as he got up to go and find the phone located in the room somewhere. As he looked to the left of the chair by a shelf, he found a silver-looking phone put on the charger. Trunks sighed as he picked the device up and click it on.
"Yes dad?" asked Trunks. He slightly fidgeted as he heard his dad on the other line.
"Boy, the woman is sick. We may be coming home sooner than we had thought."
Trunks' eyes widened. "And why would you want to leave the cruise ship? I mean there's a lot of food there, I'm not there to bug you, what more could you ask for?" questioned the lavender haired saiyan.
Trunks heard a pause. "As much as I hate to say this... You are absolutely right... Why should I listen to the woman?"
Trunks couldn't help but blink. His dad was agreeing with him?!
"Well... I would consider it, but she has A VERY BAD CASE OF SEASICKNESS."
Those last few words made Trunks wince even though his father's voice was a bit raspy.
This wasn't good news to Trunks at all. His father already knew about the saiyans coming back from the dead and his father had promised that he would not come out of this alive when he came back with Bulma from the cruise. He would have for sure been dead if his father had found out about the card house falling (Too bad Vegeta already watched it fall... o_o). But thank goodness he was able to put it up again, and in the exact position it was in too.
"We will stay on this boat until it comes back home on the 26th."
Trunks counted his fingers... 'Let see... Monday was the 22nd,' he thought for a second. His mouth then dropped open. It was now Wednesday, the 24th.
"We are coming back in two days, that is unless the woman gets any sicker. Hope you've been keeping out of trouble and have not broken anything or have made anything 'fall'. And tell my father I said Greetings."
The other line clicked off. Trunks clicked the phone off too. He shlumped to the floor, this was just great. Two days till he dies. He just sat there for a little while staring at the floor until someone walked in the room.
"Trunks?"
A female voice asked quietly. Trunks looked up to find Sakura looking down at him with a concernered expression.
"Are you alright?" she asked walking to him.
"I'm going to die."
She raised an eyebrow. "Die? I seriously doubt that. Now come on, get up. I have brought the project over and I thought you would like to see it." She slightly smiled as she gave him a hand to pull up on. Trunks smirked as he used her hand to pick him self up and followed her to the bottom floor.
"I think you and the other saiyans will like the art work. I had spend about 2 to 3 hours on each picture," she explained almost in a bragging tone.
"Hours?" he asked as they headed down the stairs. She nodded.
"And my hands hurt from all of the drawing and coloring too..." she added rubbing them together.
*****
From under a shelf, something crawled slowly across the floor. It headed in Trunks and Sakura's direction.
*****
The saiyans in the living room looked through the neatly organized folder with the typed out report. Every single detail the saiyans had given Sakura, were in it. Not one thing in the report was made up. And the pictures she had created awed the men. They couldn't believe that a young teen could create something that looked so life like. Although many of the poses she had were of saiyans using energy blasts or of them killing an innocent victim, the color that was used had brought a mood into the picture that made them feel that they were watching the battle.
"How is it possible for a saiyan to create this work? I've never seen anything like this!" whispered the king as he continued to examine the work.
"I can agree. She does do her best work when she it's for something important. It's no wonder that she'll become an artists in the future, you should see all of the sketch books she has!" exclaimed Goten.
The men looked at the teen.
"And, how many would that be?" questioned Nappa.
Goten placed his hand to his chin as if in deep thought, "I think she had over 20 of them-"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" shrieked Sakura as she ran into the room with Trunks behind her running also.
The saiyan men winced as their ears started to ring.
"Would you keep it down?!" exclaimed Raditz glaring at the girl.
"I-it's back..." she replied on the other side of the room quivering in fear.
"What's back?" asked Bardock taking his hands from his ears and crossing his arms.
Sakura pointed to the floor. And in walked in a roach. No... A BIG roach crawled in the room stopping a few feet away from the men. Trunks and Goten backed away with their eyes becoming wide.
King Vegeta looked at the boys, "Why the hell are you afraid of THAT? It's a little thing, it looks so pitiful!"
Trunks looked back at his grandfather giving him the are-you-insane-look. "I would back away from that if I were you!"
"And why should I?" questioned the king not budging.
"Cause it's one of my mom's experiments that escaped!"
(Dramatic music could be heard in the background.)
"And?"
Trunks, Goten, and Sakura had a sweat drop form in the back of their head. That instant the roach flew into the air strait into the king's forehead. It made a cracking noise. The three teens couldn't help but wince. The king growled as he grabbed the bug from his face. He stared at it for a second.
"Ooooooooooooh... It's the big scary monster that my grandson, the prince of all saiyans is afraid of!"
King Vegeta in a mocking tone and had a smirk plastered to his face. Then the king blinked, the roach spit something green onto the king's face. While the liquid stayed on his flesh it started to fizzle, and burn.
"THE HELL?!" exclaimed the king as he threw the bug to the other side of the room making it hit the wall. He grabbed a pillow from a couch trying to wipe the acidic liquid from his face. The goo burned a hole on the pillow.
"Told you," Trunks replied with a sigh. The roach was now on the wall crawling. Every saiyan backed to the other side of the room with the teens, they now knew the wrath of the bug. They just watched it for a minute before it stopped crawling. The saiyans stood still. The bug raised its wings and flew in the room once again making all of the people there scatter and some scream bloody murder.