"Mr. Briefs?"
"Uhhh..."
"Mr. Briefs WAKE UP!"
"What the...?"
"WAKE YOUR ASS UP NOW!"
"AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!" Trunks sat up at his desk. The page his secretary sent him had waken him from his afternoon nap. He sat straight up at his desk with a piece of paper sticking to the side of his face.
His secretary walked in; "The president of Son Industries is here to meet with you."
"No shit?" He asked peeling the piece of paper from his face, "Thank you for informing me."
"Anytime," the woman replied, "Now make your self look good. You want partnership with this company!"
"Yes ma'am!" Trunks said saluting her.
He heard a giggle.
Trunks sat up and looked around, "Who's here?"
A feminine voice spoke up, "Same old Trunks. Here I'd thought that in all these years the eternal child would grow up. Still flying away from work Trunks?"
"No. My mother had my windows based shut with a new mineral that not even Saiya-jins can break," he lifted and eyebrow, "And that's Mr. Briefs to you."
The woman stepped into view, "Well, Trunks *is* your name isn't it?" She wore light blue open-toed sandals, she had on light blue dress pants, and a white shirt was under her light blue jacket. Her lips were a light shade of pink; she had on blush, and lightly shaded eye shadow. Her eyes were dark colored. Her hair was up in a bun, with a few strands hanging down before her ears.
Trunks felt the need to memorize every inch of the woman that had just walked into his room.
He wished she hadn't taken so damn long.
"ChiChi-san?" He asked as he snapped out of he daydream.
The woman lifted an eyebrow.
"No, no," Trunks corrected himself; "ChiChi's much older than you. Hmmm.. umm... 'Son' Industries... you aren't related to the Sons are you? Of course not, ChiChi's the only woman in that family."
The girl got a sad look on her face.
"Did I say something wrong?" Trunks asked stupidly.
The girl suddenly got angry, "I *AM* related. And I'm *NOT* ChiChi!" she yelled.
"Well," Trunks stammered, "I know this is a REALLY stupid question of me to ask, but would you please tell me what your honest to Dende age is?"
The woman cocked an eyebrow, "24."
"DAMN!" Trunks shouted, "You're little Pan-chan! Not so little are you anymore kid?"
Pan face stayed the same, "Until I turned 22 I was convince that my chest was growing in instead of out if that's what you mean."
Trunks blushed, "Uhhh... no... but that's nice to know."
"You weren't convince that my uncle was the one coming were you?"
Trunks crossed his fingers, "Nope.!"
"Can we get started?"
"Sure," Trunks said," Coffee?"
"Sure."
"Okay, what size?" Trunks asked. When Trunks saw the look on her face he realized what he'd said, "Oh fuck!" Slapped himself on the head and ran out of the room.
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"It's okay Mr. Briefs," his secretary assured him from outside his bathroom door, "Miss Son said she wasn't offended. In fact, she said she was glad you noticed, and it would be a pleasure doing work with you."
Trunks opened the door and stumbled out, " But that was Pan-chan. I've known her all her damn life. That was like her dad saying 'What size?'"
He walked slowly into his office and sat down.
A girl with long blue hair came running into the room, "Brother! I heard Pan-chan was here! How was she? Did you guys talk about Goten??"
"I don't want to think about any member of the Son family right now," Trunks replied.
"What happened?" Bra asked the secretary.
"He accidentally asked Miss Son what bra size she wore."
Bra burst out laughing.
"Children," Bulma said clapping her hands, "I have an announcement to make!"
"What is it mom?" Bra asked whipping tears from her eyes, and letting out a chuckle.
"You are going on a road trip."
"YEAH!" Bra shouted.
"Now Trunks, Bra," Bulma said turning to her children, "I want you to go home and pack, and in a few hours I'll be home to take you where your transportation is."
"YAY YAY YAY YAY!" Bra shouted grabbing her brother's arm and running out of CC.
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"Why me?" Trunks asked as he slouched in his seat.
"Shut up and stop talking out of your ass," Bra instructed. "We're going to have fun."
"Like Hell."
"Be positive," she winked at her brother, "This'll be fun!"
Trunks and Bra stepped out of the car. There was a HUGE space ship.
"Mom, what's up with this?" Bra asked.
"This is your trip," Bulma told them, "Now give me a hug and get your butts onboard."
The children hugged this mother, turned and walked onto the ship.
Bulma turned on her cell phone and dialed a number, "Hello? Yeah, all systems a go!"
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Trunks and Pan walked into the room. They heard the doors close, and turned to see a dark figure standing there. "Welcome Aboard," the young man said, "I will be accompanying you on this trip."
"Cool," Bra choked out.
They felt the ship rock.
"Is this supposed to be doing this?"
"Perfectly normal," the figure sweatdropped, "I think."
"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN 'I THINK'??"
"Well," the figure supplied, "I've never been on anything like this before, last time I was going to I didn't cuz... the ship took off without me...?"
"No!" Trunks shouted. He wished his history teacher to hell, for she was right in saying history repeats it's self.
"Pan-chan!"
Walked in to see one slender female hand raise up in the air, "Hot damn I've done it AGAIN!"
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"Uhhh..."
"Mr. Briefs WAKE UP!"
"What the...?"
"WAKE YOUR ASS UP NOW!"
"AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!" Trunks sat up at his desk. The page his secretary sent him had waken him from his afternoon nap. He sat straight up at his desk with a piece of paper sticking to the side of his face.
His secretary walked in; "The president of Son Industries is here to meet with you."
"No shit?" He asked peeling the piece of paper from his face, "Thank you for informing me."
"Anytime," the woman replied, "Now make your self look good. You want partnership with this company!"
"Yes ma'am!" Trunks said saluting her.
He heard a giggle.
Trunks sat up and looked around, "Who's here?"
A feminine voice spoke up, "Same old Trunks. Here I'd thought that in all these years the eternal child would grow up. Still flying away from work Trunks?"
"No. My mother had my windows based shut with a new mineral that not even Saiya-jins can break," he lifted and eyebrow, "And that's Mr. Briefs to you."
The woman stepped into view, "Well, Trunks *is* your name isn't it?" She wore light blue open-toed sandals, she had on light blue dress pants, and a white shirt was under her light blue jacket. Her lips were a light shade of pink; she had on blush, and lightly shaded eye shadow. Her eyes were dark colored. Her hair was up in a bun, with a few strands hanging down before her ears.
Trunks felt the need to memorize every inch of the woman that had just walked into his room.
He wished she hadn't taken so damn long.
"ChiChi-san?" He asked as he snapped out of he daydream.
The woman lifted an eyebrow.
"No, no," Trunks corrected himself; "ChiChi's much older than you. Hmmm.. umm... 'Son' Industries... you aren't related to the Sons are you? Of course not, ChiChi's the only woman in that family."
The girl got a sad look on her face.
"Did I say something wrong?" Trunks asked stupidly.
The girl suddenly got angry, "I *AM* related. And I'm *NOT* ChiChi!" she yelled.
"Well," Trunks stammered, "I know this is a REALLY stupid question of me to ask, but would you please tell me what your honest to Dende age is?"
The woman cocked an eyebrow, "24."
"DAMN!" Trunks shouted, "You're little Pan-chan! Not so little are you anymore kid?"
Pan face stayed the same, "Until I turned 22 I was convince that my chest was growing in instead of out if that's what you mean."
Trunks blushed, "Uhhh... no... but that's nice to know."
"You weren't convince that my uncle was the one coming were you?"
Trunks crossed his fingers, "Nope.!"
"Can we get started?"
"Sure," Trunks said," Coffee?"
"Sure."
"Okay, what size?" Trunks asked. When Trunks saw the look on her face he realized what he'd said, "Oh fuck!" Slapped himself on the head and ran out of the room.
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"It's okay Mr. Briefs," his secretary assured him from outside his bathroom door, "Miss Son said she wasn't offended. In fact, she said she was glad you noticed, and it would be a pleasure doing work with you."
Trunks opened the door and stumbled out, " But that was Pan-chan. I've known her all her damn life. That was like her dad saying 'What size?'"
He walked slowly into his office and sat down.
A girl with long blue hair came running into the room, "Brother! I heard Pan-chan was here! How was she? Did you guys talk about Goten??"
"I don't want to think about any member of the Son family right now," Trunks replied.
"What happened?" Bra asked the secretary.
"He accidentally asked Miss Son what bra size she wore."
Bra burst out laughing.
"Children," Bulma said clapping her hands, "I have an announcement to make!"
"What is it mom?" Bra asked whipping tears from her eyes, and letting out a chuckle.
"You are going on a road trip."
"YEAH!" Bra shouted.
"Now Trunks, Bra," Bulma said turning to her children, "I want you to go home and pack, and in a few hours I'll be home to take you where your transportation is."
"YAY YAY YAY YAY!" Bra shouted grabbing her brother's arm and running out of CC.
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"Why me?" Trunks asked as he slouched in his seat.
"Shut up and stop talking out of your ass," Bra instructed. "We're going to have fun."
"Like Hell."
"Be positive," she winked at her brother, "This'll be fun!"
Trunks and Bra stepped out of the car. There was a HUGE space ship.
"Mom, what's up with this?" Bra asked.
"This is your trip," Bulma told them, "Now give me a hug and get your butts onboard."
The children hugged this mother, turned and walked onto the ship.
Bulma turned on her cell phone and dialed a number, "Hello? Yeah, all systems a go!"
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Trunks and Pan walked into the room. They heard the doors close, and turned to see a dark figure standing there. "Welcome Aboard," the young man said, "I will be accompanying you on this trip."
"Cool," Bra choked out.
They felt the ship rock.
"Is this supposed to be doing this?"
"Perfectly normal," the figure sweatdropped, "I think."
"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN 'I THINK'??"
"Well," the figure supplied, "I've never been on anything like this before, last time I was going to I didn't cuz... the ship took off without me...?"
"No!" Trunks shouted. He wished his history teacher to hell, for she was right in saying history repeats it's self.
"Pan-chan!"
Walked in to see one slender female hand raise up in the air, "Hot damn I've done it AGAIN!"
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