The four Super Saia-jinns (Trunks Edition)
Insert Disclaimer: I do NOT own DB/Z/GT and I don't make any money off of my Fics (I wish I did)
Note: Characters may be a little OOC
This is the Trunks edition, narrated by Trunks. As soon as possible, I will write other editions.
"Trunks, betcha can't catch me! He he he!" My best friend Goten yelled as his mother, Chichi called him to go home. We both charged up to our fastest level. "3, 2, 1, GO!!" Goten yelled as he fired a small KI blast that acted like a flare, disintegrating before it could hit the ceiling. I charged ahead, blowing off drywall and paint. Somehow Goten got ahead of me, blowing off a little bit more paint and drywall than I was. "Damn you Goten!" I screamed as he got to his mom before me. Unfortunately for me, his mother was standing in my moms office, filled with all sorts of office supplies, like copiers and printers. As every kid knows, moms don't like you barging into their office. They also don't like it when you trip someone when your running about 450,000 miles an hour. If you combine those two, the results are catastrophic. Moms also don't like it when purple haired teens go flying into a copier after being tripped by hs best friend. Anyway, my head got stuck in my moms copier. "TRUNKS!" "GET YOUR HEAD OUT OF MY COPIER!" Purple haired teens also don't like it when your curious best friend walks up to the copier that your head is stuck in and presses "copy". The copy thingy pressed over my head, pressing my nose against the glass. A million paper copies of my face screaming started coming out of the place where the parper comes out. I reached out and socked Goten in the head.
More to come soon!
Insert Disclaimer: I do NOT own DB/Z/GT and I don't make any money off of my Fics (I wish I did)
Note: Characters may be a little OOC
This is the Trunks edition, narrated by Trunks. As soon as possible, I will write other editions.
"Trunks, betcha can't catch me! He he he!" My best friend Goten yelled as his mother, Chichi called him to go home. We both charged up to our fastest level. "3, 2, 1, GO!!" Goten yelled as he fired a small KI blast that acted like a flare, disintegrating before it could hit the ceiling. I charged ahead, blowing off drywall and paint. Somehow Goten got ahead of me, blowing off a little bit more paint and drywall than I was. "Damn you Goten!" I screamed as he got to his mom before me. Unfortunately for me, his mother was standing in my moms office, filled with all sorts of office supplies, like copiers and printers. As every kid knows, moms don't like you barging into their office. They also don't like it when you trip someone when your running about 450,000 miles an hour. If you combine those two, the results are catastrophic. Moms also don't like it when purple haired teens go flying into a copier after being tripped by hs best friend. Anyway, my head got stuck in my moms copier. "TRUNKS!" "GET YOUR HEAD OUT OF MY COPIER!" Purple haired teens also don't like it when your curious best friend walks up to the copier that your head is stuck in and presses "copy". The copy thingy pressed over my head, pressing my nose against the glass. A million paper copies of my face screaming started coming out of the place where the parper comes out. I reached out and socked Goten in the head.
More to come soon!