"KAKAROT!"
Vegeta, Bulma, and both versions of Trunks had flown over to Kakarot's house, and now Vegeta was yelling for him to come out.
Kakarot stuck his head outside the window. "Whatcha want, Vegeta?"
"Come outside. I have some things to show you." He smirked, and carefully hid Mirai Trunks from sight. He wanted to unleash all the surprises on him at once.
It wasn't long before Kakarot emerged. He blinked a few times when he saw Mirai Trunks.
"Trunks, you're back! Uh, I mean...um..."
Trunks grinned for a moment. "Just call me Mirai. Less confusion that way."
"Ok...but why have you come back here?"
"I'll tell you in a little bit. Apparently my father has a few things he wants to tell you, and I know better than to interrupt him."
Vegeta growled at him, then turned to Kakarot. "Did your mate or Goten tell you anything about who won the Dragonball competition?"
He shook his head. "Nope. I just got in, ate some supper, and then went to bed. I was pretty tired."
Vegeta smirked. "Excellent. Bulma, show him what you can do."
In five seconds, she had gone Super Saiyan 3, to both Kakarot's and Mirai's extreme shock.
"BULMA! Wow! Then this means...this means..."
"Yes, Kakarot?" asked Vegeta smugly.
"It means you've been a Saiyan all these years! What a coincidence, huh?"
"Baka! No, it means she used the Dragonballs to wish herself to be one!"
"Ohh...how come?"
Vegeta stayed silent. No way in hell would he say the reason in front of Kakarot, much less with his son and, um, his son around. Instead, he moved on to the next topic.
"Kakarot, I have something to tell you. I am no longer your prince."
Both Trunks's almost choked. Had he just said what they thought he said?
"I am your KING!" he yelled, also going Super Saiyan 3.
The Trunks's blinked. Either their father's ego had reached new heights, or he had something to tell them. And tell them he did, although he did have to tell the story a few times before Kakarot understood.
"So you're finally king, eh? Congratulations. Well, I'll see you around. Breakfast is almost ready."
And with that, Kakarot went back in his house. The others had to restrain Vegeta from charging off after him.
"How dare he! How dare that low-class worthless fool turn his back on royalty?!"
"Calm down!" said Bulma. "I swear, we have got to get you on some kind of medication."
***
Back at Capsule Corporation...
"So, Mirai, just what brought you back to this reality, anyway?" asked Bulma.
His face went dark. "I thought that by destroying the Androids and Cell I had ensured the safety of my world. But I was wrong. Two horrible creatures came to Earth, going by the names of Babidi and Darbura--"
He stopped short at the looks on the other three's faces. "What?"
They filled him in on the story of how the two he had named had come three years ago and had revived the evil demon Buu. Billions had died before Babidi, Darbura, and Buu were destroyed.
"I see. It was much the same here. In the years that passed before they had come, I had trained enough to defeat them before they could resurrect Buu, luckily. But before I could kill them, they had killed everyone else on the planet--even you, mom." His eyes began to water.
He didn't need to say anymore. With Piccolo and Kami both dead, and no spaceships to take him to Namek, Mirai had no chance of reviving anyone with the Dragonballs.
He found his voice again. "After that, there was simply nothing left for me. So I rigged up the time machine for one last trip to take me here. And I mean last trip...the flux-capacitor short-circuited when I landed and I have no idea how to fix it. But I wouldn't want to anyway."
Bulma opened her mouth to say that she could probably fix it, and then closed it. Better that he thought he could never return, in case the temptation to return to that empty world should ever overtake him.
***
Trunks quickly spread the word to everyone, and before long Capsule Corporation was playing host to a "Welcome Back Mirai" party.
"You're kidding!" Mirai was talking to Kuririn. "You actually married Juuhachigou?"
Kuririn blushed. "Well, yeah...you know, she's not at all like the Eighteen you fought. We even have a daughter."
Mirai gaped.
***
"Any idea what he'll do?" asked Chi-Chi.
"Probably stay here," replied Bulma. "It's not like he has anywhere to go."
"The poor boy."
***
Trunks was trying to explain to Goten exactly how alternate timelines worked; being the son of Bulma, it was--to use a rather tired cliché--child's play. But Goten being Goten, he just couldn't quite get it. Finally, Trunks threw up his ends.
"He's like a grown up me, just not."
"OK, I got it."
***
Raditz, Nappa, and Iroke were off in a corner.
"Great. Not only did we have to put up with Pri--KING Vegeta's son, but now we have to handle another one of them!" groused Nappa.
"He's not nearly as bad as the other one. He doesn't seem the type to tie people's tails together. And he seems like a real warrior," said Raditz. His surprisingly easygoing attitude may have had something to do with the way Iroke was hanging all over him.
Vegeta, Bulma, and both versions of Trunks had flown over to Kakarot's house, and now Vegeta was yelling for him to come out.
Kakarot stuck his head outside the window. "Whatcha want, Vegeta?"
"Come outside. I have some things to show you." He smirked, and carefully hid Mirai Trunks from sight. He wanted to unleash all the surprises on him at once.
It wasn't long before Kakarot emerged. He blinked a few times when he saw Mirai Trunks.
"Trunks, you're back! Uh, I mean...um..."
Trunks grinned for a moment. "Just call me Mirai. Less confusion that way."
"Ok...but why have you come back here?"
"I'll tell you in a little bit. Apparently my father has a few things he wants to tell you, and I know better than to interrupt him."
Vegeta growled at him, then turned to Kakarot. "Did your mate or Goten tell you anything about who won the Dragonball competition?"
He shook his head. "Nope. I just got in, ate some supper, and then went to bed. I was pretty tired."
Vegeta smirked. "Excellent. Bulma, show him what you can do."
In five seconds, she had gone Super Saiyan 3, to both Kakarot's and Mirai's extreme shock.
"BULMA! Wow! Then this means...this means..."
"Yes, Kakarot?" asked Vegeta smugly.
"It means you've been a Saiyan all these years! What a coincidence, huh?"
"Baka! No, it means she used the Dragonballs to wish herself to be one!"
"Ohh...how come?"
Vegeta stayed silent. No way in hell would he say the reason in front of Kakarot, much less with his son and, um, his son around. Instead, he moved on to the next topic.
"Kakarot, I have something to tell you. I am no longer your prince."
Both Trunks's almost choked. Had he just said what they thought he said?
"I am your KING!" he yelled, also going Super Saiyan 3.
The Trunks's blinked. Either their father's ego had reached new heights, or he had something to tell them. And tell them he did, although he did have to tell the story a few times before Kakarot understood.
"So you're finally king, eh? Congratulations. Well, I'll see you around. Breakfast is almost ready."
And with that, Kakarot went back in his house. The others had to restrain Vegeta from charging off after him.
"How dare he! How dare that low-class worthless fool turn his back on royalty?!"
"Calm down!" said Bulma. "I swear, we have got to get you on some kind of medication."
***
Back at Capsule Corporation...
"So, Mirai, just what brought you back to this reality, anyway?" asked Bulma.
His face went dark. "I thought that by destroying the Androids and Cell I had ensured the safety of my world. But I was wrong. Two horrible creatures came to Earth, going by the names of Babidi and Darbura--"
He stopped short at the looks on the other three's faces. "What?"
They filled him in on the story of how the two he had named had come three years ago and had revived the evil demon Buu. Billions had died before Babidi, Darbura, and Buu were destroyed.
"I see. It was much the same here. In the years that passed before they had come, I had trained enough to defeat them before they could resurrect Buu, luckily. But before I could kill them, they had killed everyone else on the planet--even you, mom." His eyes began to water.
He didn't need to say anymore. With Piccolo and Kami both dead, and no spaceships to take him to Namek, Mirai had no chance of reviving anyone with the Dragonballs.
He found his voice again. "After that, there was simply nothing left for me. So I rigged up the time machine for one last trip to take me here. And I mean last trip...the flux-capacitor short-circuited when I landed and I have no idea how to fix it. But I wouldn't want to anyway."
Bulma opened her mouth to say that she could probably fix it, and then closed it. Better that he thought he could never return, in case the temptation to return to that empty world should ever overtake him.
***
Trunks quickly spread the word to everyone, and before long Capsule Corporation was playing host to a "Welcome Back Mirai" party.
"You're kidding!" Mirai was talking to Kuririn. "You actually married Juuhachigou?"
Kuririn blushed. "Well, yeah...you know, she's not at all like the Eighteen you fought. We even have a daughter."
Mirai gaped.
***
"Any idea what he'll do?" asked Chi-Chi.
"Probably stay here," replied Bulma. "It's not like he has anywhere to go."
"The poor boy."
***
Trunks was trying to explain to Goten exactly how alternate timelines worked; being the son of Bulma, it was--to use a rather tired cliché--child's play. But Goten being Goten, he just couldn't quite get it. Finally, Trunks threw up his ends.
"He's like a grown up me, just not."
"OK, I got it."
***
Raditz, Nappa, and Iroke were off in a corner.
"Great. Not only did we have to put up with Pri--KING Vegeta's son, but now we have to handle another one of them!" groused Nappa.
"He's not nearly as bad as the other one. He doesn't seem the type to tie people's tails together. And he seems like a real warrior," said Raditz. His surprisingly easygoing attitude may have had something to do with the way Iroke was hanging all over him.