Chapter 4-The Perfect House
Bulma chattered nosily as the capsule car drove dangerously fast down the small highway road. They were taking me to Capsule Corp to live for a month or so. The conversation had shifted endlessly back and forth from clothes to politics and finally it went back to clothes. I sighed irritated. I'm not exactly the most out going person with people I don't know. Trunks was staring off into space somewhere I guess he looked as bored as I felt. It was really pretty cute considering that a little line of drool was running down his chin. I leaned back in the leather sets resting my head on the window seal. The window was very cold, and when I breathed little fog marks appeared on it. Slowly I drifted off to sleep giving one last glance to Trunks and Bulma.
When I did wake up again my head was no longer leaning on the car's cold window but something soft and warm. Sighing I snuggled into the warmth inhaling the sweat smell as I did. A soft rich musky sent filled my nose and went swirling into my head. "Sweet," I mumbled rapping my arms around the unknown object.
I nearly screamed as two large hands rapped around my body. Instead I let out a little squeak waking up fully in an instant. Once again I was met face to face with Trunks Briefs except this time he was asleep.
Shrugging his arms off I realized that I had rolled into him sometime during Bulma's wild driving. Speaking of Bulma she was nowhere in sight. Realizing that the car was pulled up into a small Get 'n Go [1] I quickly searched for Bulma's ki. Finding it inside the store I suppressed the urge to snuggle back up with Trunks.
Pan no baka, Trunks *was* a jerk back there! Sighing I gave up and leaned once again on the window. It was raining out and the light puttering drops on the top of the car was all I needed to slowly nod off in to a dreamless sleep once again.
The next time I woke up someone was shaking my shoulder roughly. I mumbled incoherent sentences as I groggily woke up. It was Bulma.
"Pan were here now," She whispered to me. Trunks was already outside the car I glared momentarily…I hope I didn't snore that was the last thing I wanted Trunks to here.
Stepping out into the chilly air I realized that the drive must have taken more time than I thought because it was pitch black out. The cold air sent a ripple down my spine making me realize that Bulma was holding the door open for me.
The house that I entered might as well been labeled "Capsule Palace" instead of Capsule Corp…My kami it was HUGE! Old furnishings were decorated throughout the main hall. We passed a row of office rooms and a blue door labeled "BULMA'S LAB". Finally we entered a brass elevator were Bulma hit floor # 15. It was all very strange getting into an elevator in someone else's house but I was way to tired to complain.
My hair was a mess and my eyes blotchy but I didn't even bother to get undressed. I just collapsed on to the bed and said my thanks to Bulma. I have never been so tired in my entire life.
[1]- heh…I couldn't resist there's a local store on my street called Get 'n Go. I go about every other week and load up on candy, or when mom needs something for dinner, ect. The guy that works there knows my family (sort of…we aren't exactly on name bases we say hi and chat for awhile) and I just kinda thought I should put that in there. PS Guy who works there- Sorry about still owing you 40 cents from last time…I'll pay ya back! ^.~
Bulma chattered nosily as the capsule car drove dangerously fast down the small highway road. They were taking me to Capsule Corp to live for a month or so. The conversation had shifted endlessly back and forth from clothes to politics and finally it went back to clothes. I sighed irritated. I'm not exactly the most out going person with people I don't know. Trunks was staring off into space somewhere I guess he looked as bored as I felt. It was really pretty cute considering that a little line of drool was running down his chin. I leaned back in the leather sets resting my head on the window seal. The window was very cold, and when I breathed little fog marks appeared on it. Slowly I drifted off to sleep giving one last glance to Trunks and Bulma.
When I did wake up again my head was no longer leaning on the car's cold window but something soft and warm. Sighing I snuggled into the warmth inhaling the sweat smell as I did. A soft rich musky sent filled my nose and went swirling into my head. "Sweet," I mumbled rapping my arms around the unknown object.
I nearly screamed as two large hands rapped around my body. Instead I let out a little squeak waking up fully in an instant. Once again I was met face to face with Trunks Briefs except this time he was asleep.
Shrugging his arms off I realized that I had rolled into him sometime during Bulma's wild driving. Speaking of Bulma she was nowhere in sight. Realizing that the car was pulled up into a small Get 'n Go [1] I quickly searched for Bulma's ki. Finding it inside the store I suppressed the urge to snuggle back up with Trunks.
Pan no baka, Trunks *was* a jerk back there! Sighing I gave up and leaned once again on the window. It was raining out and the light puttering drops on the top of the car was all I needed to slowly nod off in to a dreamless sleep once again.
The next time I woke up someone was shaking my shoulder roughly. I mumbled incoherent sentences as I groggily woke up. It was Bulma.
"Pan were here now," She whispered to me. Trunks was already outside the car I glared momentarily…I hope I didn't snore that was the last thing I wanted Trunks to here.
Stepping out into the chilly air I realized that the drive must have taken more time than I thought because it was pitch black out. The cold air sent a ripple down my spine making me realize that Bulma was holding the door open for me.
The house that I entered might as well been labeled "Capsule Palace" instead of Capsule Corp…My kami it was HUGE! Old furnishings were decorated throughout the main hall. We passed a row of office rooms and a blue door labeled "BULMA'S LAB". Finally we entered a brass elevator were Bulma hit floor # 15. It was all very strange getting into an elevator in someone else's house but I was way to tired to complain.
My hair was a mess and my eyes blotchy but I didn't even bother to get undressed. I just collapsed on to the bed and said my thanks to Bulma. I have never been so tired in my entire life.
[1]- heh…I couldn't resist there's a local store on my street called Get 'n Go. I go about every other week and load up on candy, or when mom needs something for dinner, ect. The guy that works there knows my family (sort of…we aren't exactly on name bases we say hi and chat for awhile) and I just kinda thought I should put that in there. PS Guy who works there- Sorry about still owing you 40 cents from last time…I'll pay ya back! ^.~
