Chapter 6
"I'm gonna be late!!!" A petite girl with brown hair and a white streak yelled throughout her new house. Her voice echoed of the walls due to the lack of furniture they had put up.
"Nobody cares, Trinity!!" A tall young man walked up the stairs in front of her. He had black hair and a red cap over it. Trinity glared at him; her family had just moved into a small home and they were still unpacking.
"Shawn, take her to her class!! I'm too busy getting things ready!!" Her father's voice was heard from upstairs. Trinity rested her arm on the banister of the stairs and leaned on it.
"Why do I have to take her?!" Shawn's deep voice rang in her ears. He and her father kept arguing about who was going to take her.
"Arrrgh!!" Trinity slammed her hand on the small pouch sitting on the table in front of her, picked it up, and headed towards the front door.
"You take her!!" SLAM!! Shawn poked his head through his room's door.
"Come in!"
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Trinity walked into the dojo and took off her shoes before running to the back and changing into her gi and pants. As soon as she came out, a man was right in her face.
"Why are you late?! You've wasted time!! Give me 10 extra laps!" he pointed in the direction in which she was to run.
"I'm sorry!" she said and proceeded in running her fifty-five laps. Panting, she came to a stop, "Finally, I'm done.." she muttered. She walked over and stood in line with the other students and stretched out.
"Whatsa matta, Heaven? Too tired? Your shortness pulling out your stamina?" A boy her age, sitting next to her, teased.
"Shut up, Jeramie. And I told you not to call me Heaven." Trinity stretched out her hamstrings, and went into a split. She hated it when people called her by her real name, Heaven Leigh. Why did her parents have to name her that? Didn't they know that everyone would make fun of her? Think she was a goodie goodie, an innocent, naïve weak girl. That's why she changed her name to Trinity. Not too far off based from her real name, but at least she wouldn't be made assumptions about. They had finished warming up and were getting partnered up by their Master.
"Oooh, lil' Heaven said shut up! She's getting angry, what's she gonna do? Be my guardian angel?" he teased. Unfortunately for him, Trinity ended up being his partner.
"You are so dead," she sunk into a fighting stance.
"Ooo, I'm so scared!" he said sarcastically, and jabbed at her. She grabbed his wrist and twisted it. With her free arm, she elbowed him in the jaw, sending him to the ground. Jeramie rolled to his feet and performed a sidekick, sending Trinity a few feet away. She did a backwards roundhouse kick, then a snap kick. Unfortunately for her, he caught her foot and twisted it, but she retaliated by jumping up and kicking him with her other leg, sending them both to the matted floor. Everyone else had stopped their katas and circled around them to watch. Jeramie and Trinity both flipped up to their feet and held up their hands defensively. Jeramie jumped up and was getting ready to kick her, when she bent to the side and brought her leg up and nailed him in the jaw, sending him back to the ground. Jeramie rose to his feet and charged at her with vengeance.
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"How could you two be so blinded by your anger? How many times have I taught you not to let your emotions interfere with your training?" Trinity and Jeramie were sitting side by side in their Master's office as he paced back and forth in front of them. They were battered and bruised, Trinity had a few cuts, and her hair was all over her face, but Jeramie was much worse off than she was.
"We're sorry, forgive us Master," they both said with their heads down.
"Explain yourselves!" he demanded.
"Well, he-" "She started---" they both began in unison.
"I don't want to even hear it!" he interrupted them, causing them to look to the ground again. "You two are prohibited to have any contact with each other while in this dojo or my presence. Is that understood?"
"Yes, Master," they said.
"Good, you are both dismissed," and with that they picked up their bags and headed out the door.
"You better watch what you do, Heaven," Jeramie turned around to walk his way home.
"I'll watch myself kick your ass if you don't get out of my face," she glared at him and turned away to walk home.
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Everyone was getting ready to leave, putting on their shoes, when Goten burst through the door with Taylor in his arms.
"What happened to her?" Videl cried.
"Sheik, dart, K'oed, help, now..." was all the out of breath Goten could manage to say.
"Hurry get her to the medical wing!" Bulma ran down the winding corridors towards the medical center. The artificial lights bouncing off their quickly moving figures. Bulma skidded to a halt and ran into the room on her left. Goten, behind her, set Taylor on the bed and placed a wet clothe on her forehead.
"What's wrong with her?" Goten asked as Taylor subconsciously gripped the sheets. Bulma flicked the syringe in her hand and injected an antiseptic into her body. Taylor's muscles relaxed, and Bulma stuck an IV in her arm.
"I don't know yet, Goten, let me get the results first," she replied quickly typing in command codes into the computer. Gohan, Videl, Goku, and Chi-chi all gathered around Taylor in hopes of seeing some kind of reaction from her.
"Is she going to be alright?" "What's happening now?" "Why aren't you doing anything?" We're only some of the questions that emerged from them. Bulma finally got fed up with them all and slammed her hands on the table.
"I can't help her if you all don't crowd around! Now all of you, out!!" She pointed to the door. They all started to walk out the door when Bulma stopped Goten.
"Not you, I need you to help me run the exams," she grabbed his arm, and shut the door behind the rest.
"Me? Why me?" he asked.
"I'll have to admit that you aren't the best choice," she said," but you're the only one who isn't going fanatical right now." Goten nodded and preceded to help her.
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"Yeah, Dad? Yeah, I'm going to be a little late coming home. I just finished my kickboxing class; I'm on my way home though. I've gotta pick up something from Ronnie's alright?" Trinity said.
"Alright, but hurry home, if not, we'll all starve. You've still gotta make us dinner!" her father said.
"Can't you make a sandwich while I'm gone??" she asked.
"Yeah, but it doesn't turn out as well," he said.
"Whatever. Ciao ciao," she hung up her cell phone and started to dial Veronica's phone number. One ring... two rings...
"Hello?" Veronica's voice was heard on the other line.
"Ronnie? Hi, it's me. Listen I've got a favor to ask ya," she started.
"Okay, what is it?"
"Well, I'm about to turn the corner in front of your house, and I just came back from kickboxing... ummm I got into another fight and-" she started.
"Oh no, not again. Lemme guess, was it George?"
"Nope, it was-"
"Alex, it has to have been him," she interrupted her. "No, he's in California now, Jeramie right?" she guessed again.
"Yeah, it's Jeramie, so can you-"
"Patch work? Sure, I'll sneak you in from the back."
"Thanks, Ronnie." Trinity hung up, and snuck behind her house. A red ribbon hung from Veronica's bedroom window signaling that the coast was clear. Trinity climbed up the vine gate and onto the roof. She tapped lightly on the window, and waited for Veronica to open it.
"It's about time you got here," she whispered and opened her window, allowing her to come in. Trinity sat on her bed, while she went to get the 'supplies' from her bathroom. When she came back, she dabbed some liquid on a cotton swab and tapped it on the cut on Trinity's cheek.
"Ow!!" she cried, "what the hell is this?? It stings!!" she looked at the bottle to see it the label. "Veronica! This is rubbing alcohol!! Get it off, it burns!!!!" she yelled, wiping it off. Suddenly there was a knock at the door.
"Veronica? Is everything alright?" her mother's voice was heard. They looked at each other with panic. "Who are you talking to?" she asked. Trinity hopped off her bed and looked around for a place to hide. Veronica led her to the closet.
"Oh, no one, Mom. That's the T.V. You know how I talk back to it!" she made up an excuse. "Don't get any blood over my clothes," she whispered to Trinity. She gave Veronica a 'well what do you want me to do? I can't help it' look, gesturing with her hands. Veronica closed the door to her closet just as her mom walked in.
"Honey, what's going on here?" Her mother eyed her suspiciously as she hugged the closet door. "You're acting as if you're hiding someone in here,"
Veronica gave her a nervous laugh to compliment her nervous look. "No, Mom, you know me, I would never do that!" She put her hands behind her head.
"Well, I just came to tell you to go to bed soon. Alright?" her mother turned towards the door.
"Yes, yes, Mom. Of course!" SLAM!! She closed the door behind her mother and leaned against it. "Whew! That was wayyy too close!" she flew open the door of the closet, as Trinity took a huge breath.
"Gawd!! I thought I was going to suffocate!!"
"Oh, quit playing around!" she dragged her back to the bed.
"Ouch! Hey, no rubbing alcohol this time!" she complained.
"Heh, heh, oops,"
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Bulma's fingers rapidly flowed across the keyboard, typing up command codes.
"Have you figured out what's wrong yet?" Goten asked. No reply.
"Goten, look! Whatever Sheik injected into her body is reinforcing something in her brain patterns. Look," she printed out her brain wave patterns to show them erratically jumping.
"Is that normal?" he asked, not taking his eyes off the pattern.
"No, it's not." She said. Suddenly, her brain waves made a huge jump. Goten turned around to see Taylor's body arch up.
"What's happening?" he asked Bulma frantically. She swiveled over to her computer and brought up her cell structure on the monitor and zoomed in on her blood stream.
"The antiseptic I injected into her... her body is rejecting it. I have to flush it out of her system, now!!" she ran over to the IV and started the procedure as quickly as she could. Taylor's muscles relaxed again as she fluttered her eyes open. She turned her head to the side.
"Goten?" she asked, unsure of her surroundings.
"Yeah, its me, are you okay?" he grasped her hand.
"I-I don't know. What happened?" she asked, sitting up, but quickly regretted it as a wave of pain raked through her body. She groaned and lay back down.
"You have to rest," he said. Taylor looked over to Bulma.
"Who are you?" she asked.
"Taylor, this is Bulma, don't you remember? You just met her a few hours ago," he explained.
"No, I don't remember. Actually, come to think of it, I can't remember what's happened at all!" she said. Goten looked up at Bulma, then back to Taylor.
"Amnesia?" he asked her.
"No, if she can't remember only a few hours, it can't be that severe. Maybe it was something Sheik gave her." Bulma looked at the monitor.
"Sheik? What did Sheik do to me?" she asked, panic written all over her face.
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"So, she injected me with a fluid?" Taylor asked, receiving a nod of recognition.
"Honey, I think it'll be best if you come back to stay with us," Videl suggested.
"Alright, let me just get my stuff." She said, getting up.
"You have to rest, Taylor." Goten said.
"Oh, I'm fine, I recover faster than normal people do," she said and walked to the balcony. "I'll be back soon," she said before jumping off the railing and down to the ground, safely.
"She did it again," Goten slapped his forehead.
"That girl's going to be trouble," Vegita muttered, and walked out of the room.
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Taylor walked through the field of waist-high, tan grass before she had to cut through a small forest. Weaving in and out of the trees, she finally managed to clear through them. Spotting the tree house she had been living in, she climbed up the bamboo ladder to the top, and shut the trap door.
"Well this turned out to be a fine day," she said sarcastically and gathered her belongings before walking to the edge of the platform. She grabbed onto a rope that acted as a pulley and rested her feet on the large knot. Her weight dropped her down to the ground, lifting the bucket of stones on the other end. As she let go, the bucket dropped to the floor, scattering stones everywhere. She readjusted the duffel bag on her shoulder and walked back to Capsule Corp.
"I'm back, everyone!" she shouted from the doorway. Dropping her bag on the floor with a loud thud, she crossed her arms as they all made their way down. Vegita stayed at the top of the stairs and leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, glaring at her. Taylor noticed this and glared back at him.
"Alright, let's go," Gohan picked up her bag and slung it over his shoulder. Taylor walked over to Goten and gave him a friendly hug.
"I'll see you around, Goten," she said, before Pan wrapped herself around her leg.
"Tay-chan, let's go, you get to live with me again!" she said.
"Ah, little Panny, now isn't that just dandy?" she said sarcastically, causing Goten to chuckle.
"Ciao, ciao, everyone!" Taylor picked up Pan and walked out the door.
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"This," Videl opened the door to an empty room, "is your new room!"
"Perfect, just perfect," she threw her duffel bag into the corner of the room.
"I'm gonna be late!!!" A petite girl with brown hair and a white streak yelled throughout her new house. Her voice echoed of the walls due to the lack of furniture they had put up.
"Nobody cares, Trinity!!" A tall young man walked up the stairs in front of her. He had black hair and a red cap over it. Trinity glared at him; her family had just moved into a small home and they were still unpacking.
"Shawn, take her to her class!! I'm too busy getting things ready!!" Her father's voice was heard from upstairs. Trinity rested her arm on the banister of the stairs and leaned on it.
"Why do I have to take her?!" Shawn's deep voice rang in her ears. He and her father kept arguing about who was going to take her.
"Arrrgh!!" Trinity slammed her hand on the small pouch sitting on the table in front of her, picked it up, and headed towards the front door.
"You take her!!" SLAM!! Shawn poked his head through his room's door.
"Come in!"
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Trinity walked into the dojo and took off her shoes before running to the back and changing into her gi and pants. As soon as she came out, a man was right in her face.
"Why are you late?! You've wasted time!! Give me 10 extra laps!" he pointed in the direction in which she was to run.
"I'm sorry!" she said and proceeded in running her fifty-five laps. Panting, she came to a stop, "Finally, I'm done.." she muttered. She walked over and stood in line with the other students and stretched out.
"Whatsa matta, Heaven? Too tired? Your shortness pulling out your stamina?" A boy her age, sitting next to her, teased.
"Shut up, Jeramie. And I told you not to call me Heaven." Trinity stretched out her hamstrings, and went into a split. She hated it when people called her by her real name, Heaven Leigh. Why did her parents have to name her that? Didn't they know that everyone would make fun of her? Think she was a goodie goodie, an innocent, naïve weak girl. That's why she changed her name to Trinity. Not too far off based from her real name, but at least she wouldn't be made assumptions about. They had finished warming up and were getting partnered up by their Master.
"Oooh, lil' Heaven said shut up! She's getting angry, what's she gonna do? Be my guardian angel?" he teased. Unfortunately for him, Trinity ended up being his partner.
"You are so dead," she sunk into a fighting stance.
"Ooo, I'm so scared!" he said sarcastically, and jabbed at her. She grabbed his wrist and twisted it. With her free arm, she elbowed him in the jaw, sending him to the ground. Jeramie rolled to his feet and performed a sidekick, sending Trinity a few feet away. She did a backwards roundhouse kick, then a snap kick. Unfortunately for her, he caught her foot and twisted it, but she retaliated by jumping up and kicking him with her other leg, sending them both to the matted floor. Everyone else had stopped their katas and circled around them to watch. Jeramie and Trinity both flipped up to their feet and held up their hands defensively. Jeramie jumped up and was getting ready to kick her, when she bent to the side and brought her leg up and nailed him in the jaw, sending him back to the ground. Jeramie rose to his feet and charged at her with vengeance.
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"How could you two be so blinded by your anger? How many times have I taught you not to let your emotions interfere with your training?" Trinity and Jeramie were sitting side by side in their Master's office as he paced back and forth in front of them. They were battered and bruised, Trinity had a few cuts, and her hair was all over her face, but Jeramie was much worse off than she was.
"We're sorry, forgive us Master," they both said with their heads down.
"Explain yourselves!" he demanded.
"Well, he-" "She started---" they both began in unison.
"I don't want to even hear it!" he interrupted them, causing them to look to the ground again. "You two are prohibited to have any contact with each other while in this dojo or my presence. Is that understood?"
"Yes, Master," they said.
"Good, you are both dismissed," and with that they picked up their bags and headed out the door.
"You better watch what you do, Heaven," Jeramie turned around to walk his way home.
"I'll watch myself kick your ass if you don't get out of my face," she glared at him and turned away to walk home.
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Everyone was getting ready to leave, putting on their shoes, when Goten burst through the door with Taylor in his arms.
"What happened to her?" Videl cried.
"Sheik, dart, K'oed, help, now..." was all the out of breath Goten could manage to say.
"Hurry get her to the medical wing!" Bulma ran down the winding corridors towards the medical center. The artificial lights bouncing off their quickly moving figures. Bulma skidded to a halt and ran into the room on her left. Goten, behind her, set Taylor on the bed and placed a wet clothe on her forehead.
"What's wrong with her?" Goten asked as Taylor subconsciously gripped the sheets. Bulma flicked the syringe in her hand and injected an antiseptic into her body. Taylor's muscles relaxed, and Bulma stuck an IV in her arm.
"I don't know yet, Goten, let me get the results first," she replied quickly typing in command codes into the computer. Gohan, Videl, Goku, and Chi-chi all gathered around Taylor in hopes of seeing some kind of reaction from her.
"Is she going to be alright?" "What's happening now?" "Why aren't you doing anything?" We're only some of the questions that emerged from them. Bulma finally got fed up with them all and slammed her hands on the table.
"I can't help her if you all don't crowd around! Now all of you, out!!" She pointed to the door. They all started to walk out the door when Bulma stopped Goten.
"Not you, I need you to help me run the exams," she grabbed his arm, and shut the door behind the rest.
"Me? Why me?" he asked.
"I'll have to admit that you aren't the best choice," she said," but you're the only one who isn't going fanatical right now." Goten nodded and preceded to help her.
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"Yeah, Dad? Yeah, I'm going to be a little late coming home. I just finished my kickboxing class; I'm on my way home though. I've gotta pick up something from Ronnie's alright?" Trinity said.
"Alright, but hurry home, if not, we'll all starve. You've still gotta make us dinner!" her father said.
"Can't you make a sandwich while I'm gone??" she asked.
"Yeah, but it doesn't turn out as well," he said.
"Whatever. Ciao ciao," she hung up her cell phone and started to dial Veronica's phone number. One ring... two rings...
"Hello?" Veronica's voice was heard on the other line.
"Ronnie? Hi, it's me. Listen I've got a favor to ask ya," she started.
"Okay, what is it?"
"Well, I'm about to turn the corner in front of your house, and I just came back from kickboxing... ummm I got into another fight and-" she started.
"Oh no, not again. Lemme guess, was it George?"
"Nope, it was-"
"Alex, it has to have been him," she interrupted her. "No, he's in California now, Jeramie right?" she guessed again.
"Yeah, it's Jeramie, so can you-"
"Patch work? Sure, I'll sneak you in from the back."
"Thanks, Ronnie." Trinity hung up, and snuck behind her house. A red ribbon hung from Veronica's bedroom window signaling that the coast was clear. Trinity climbed up the vine gate and onto the roof. She tapped lightly on the window, and waited for Veronica to open it.
"It's about time you got here," she whispered and opened her window, allowing her to come in. Trinity sat on her bed, while she went to get the 'supplies' from her bathroom. When she came back, she dabbed some liquid on a cotton swab and tapped it on the cut on Trinity's cheek.
"Ow!!" she cried, "what the hell is this?? It stings!!" she looked at the bottle to see it the label. "Veronica! This is rubbing alcohol!! Get it off, it burns!!!!" she yelled, wiping it off. Suddenly there was a knock at the door.
"Veronica? Is everything alright?" her mother's voice was heard. They looked at each other with panic. "Who are you talking to?" she asked. Trinity hopped off her bed and looked around for a place to hide. Veronica led her to the closet.
"Oh, no one, Mom. That's the T.V. You know how I talk back to it!" she made up an excuse. "Don't get any blood over my clothes," she whispered to Trinity. She gave Veronica a 'well what do you want me to do? I can't help it' look, gesturing with her hands. Veronica closed the door to her closet just as her mom walked in.
"Honey, what's going on here?" Her mother eyed her suspiciously as she hugged the closet door. "You're acting as if you're hiding someone in here,"
Veronica gave her a nervous laugh to compliment her nervous look. "No, Mom, you know me, I would never do that!" She put her hands behind her head.
"Well, I just came to tell you to go to bed soon. Alright?" her mother turned towards the door.
"Yes, yes, Mom. Of course!" SLAM!! She closed the door behind her mother and leaned against it. "Whew! That was wayyy too close!" she flew open the door of the closet, as Trinity took a huge breath.
"Gawd!! I thought I was going to suffocate!!"
"Oh, quit playing around!" she dragged her back to the bed.
"Ouch! Hey, no rubbing alcohol this time!" she complained.
"Heh, heh, oops,"
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Bulma's fingers rapidly flowed across the keyboard, typing up command codes.
"Have you figured out what's wrong yet?" Goten asked. No reply.
"Goten, look! Whatever Sheik injected into her body is reinforcing something in her brain patterns. Look," she printed out her brain wave patterns to show them erratically jumping.
"Is that normal?" he asked, not taking his eyes off the pattern.
"No, it's not." She said. Suddenly, her brain waves made a huge jump. Goten turned around to see Taylor's body arch up.
"What's happening?" he asked Bulma frantically. She swiveled over to her computer and brought up her cell structure on the monitor and zoomed in on her blood stream.
"The antiseptic I injected into her... her body is rejecting it. I have to flush it out of her system, now!!" she ran over to the IV and started the procedure as quickly as she could. Taylor's muscles relaxed again as she fluttered her eyes open. She turned her head to the side.
"Goten?" she asked, unsure of her surroundings.
"Yeah, its me, are you okay?" he grasped her hand.
"I-I don't know. What happened?" she asked, sitting up, but quickly regretted it as a wave of pain raked through her body. She groaned and lay back down.
"You have to rest," he said. Taylor looked over to Bulma.
"Who are you?" she asked.
"Taylor, this is Bulma, don't you remember? You just met her a few hours ago," he explained.
"No, I don't remember. Actually, come to think of it, I can't remember what's happened at all!" she said. Goten looked up at Bulma, then back to Taylor.
"Amnesia?" he asked her.
"No, if she can't remember only a few hours, it can't be that severe. Maybe it was something Sheik gave her." Bulma looked at the monitor.
"Sheik? What did Sheik do to me?" she asked, panic written all over her face.
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"So, she injected me with a fluid?" Taylor asked, receiving a nod of recognition.
"Honey, I think it'll be best if you come back to stay with us," Videl suggested.
"Alright, let me just get my stuff." She said, getting up.
"You have to rest, Taylor." Goten said.
"Oh, I'm fine, I recover faster than normal people do," she said and walked to the balcony. "I'll be back soon," she said before jumping off the railing and down to the ground, safely.
"She did it again," Goten slapped his forehead.
"That girl's going to be trouble," Vegita muttered, and walked out of the room.
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Taylor walked through the field of waist-high, tan grass before she had to cut through a small forest. Weaving in and out of the trees, she finally managed to clear through them. Spotting the tree house she had been living in, she climbed up the bamboo ladder to the top, and shut the trap door.
"Well this turned out to be a fine day," she said sarcastically and gathered her belongings before walking to the edge of the platform. She grabbed onto a rope that acted as a pulley and rested her feet on the large knot. Her weight dropped her down to the ground, lifting the bucket of stones on the other end. As she let go, the bucket dropped to the floor, scattering stones everywhere. She readjusted the duffel bag on her shoulder and walked back to Capsule Corp.
"I'm back, everyone!" she shouted from the doorway. Dropping her bag on the floor with a loud thud, she crossed her arms as they all made their way down. Vegita stayed at the top of the stairs and leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, glaring at her. Taylor noticed this and glared back at him.
"Alright, let's go," Gohan picked up her bag and slung it over his shoulder. Taylor walked over to Goten and gave him a friendly hug.
"I'll see you around, Goten," she said, before Pan wrapped herself around her leg.
"Tay-chan, let's go, you get to live with me again!" she said.
"Ah, little Panny, now isn't that just dandy?" she said sarcastically, causing Goten to chuckle.
"Ciao, ciao, everyone!" Taylor picked up Pan and walked out the door.
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"This," Videl opened the door to an empty room, "is your new room!"
"Perfect, just perfect," she threw her duffel bag into the corner of the room.
