Oh no! Me again! Muahahahaha! Ok. Next chappie! Bulma and Trunks

are going over to ChiChi's! Ok. Right now Trunks is 3 and Goten's 2.

I know it's wierd but they can er...talk. My aren't they talented!

Last Time...

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ChiChi invited Bulma and Trunks to come over for lunch and meet Goten!

Yay!

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Bulma's alarm clock woke her up at 10:00am. She opened her eyes as if

she were just seeing the world for the first time and then shut them

again. She noticed Vegeta wasn't there. Not sleeping, not waiting for

her to make breakfast. That alone amazed her. The was still stunned

that ChiChi hadn't told her about Goten lately. True, they hadn't seen

each other in a year, but a baby's a big thing and.....Bulma told her

mind to shut up and got up.

"I better get ready...." Bulma sighs and drags herself to the shower.

She shed her clothes and grabbed a towel. First turning on the hot and

cold water to make her lovely warm water, Bulma looked at herself in the

mirror and thought about her dream.

She had dreamed of having a little girl. And she'd taken care of it

like she did Trunks. Bulma sighs and steps into the shower, letting the

warm water wash away her worries and desires. As she got out she heard

the door open and grabbed her towel.

Trunks' cautious voice rang out through the room,"Mom?"

Bulma sighs,"Yes, Trunks?"

"Oh, I'm just really nervious about seeing Goten. He'd only be one year

younger than me, so maybe we could be best friends."

"Of course. Is your father waiting downstairs?"

"Nope. He said he had to go somewhere and left."

That surprised Bulma. Vegeta always waited for breakfast before doing

anything. That's why Bulma got fed up of him so often.

"Oh, ok. Go get ready."

"Ok!" And Trunks ran downstairs to watch TV instead.

Bulma stoof there for a while before getting dressed. Blue jeans,

purple shirt, purple socks, white shoes, gold earings, interesting

hairstyle. The only words to describe Bulma when she was ready. Of

course, it had taken 45minutes to get ready, but it was only 11:15, so

she had time. She ran down the stairs and met Trunks at the table.

"'Morning, Mom."

"Good morning, Trunks."

Bulma made herself a bowl of cereal and Trunks put on his shoes.

"All set, Mom."

"Calm down, Trunks. We still have 20minutes!"

She put her bowl away and watched her son run around. ::He's as

energetic as a 3-year-old should be::

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Ok. I know it has almost no meaning, but i swear I'll get the next one

up today as well! then they'll meet Goten. Ha Ha. ok. Go Review! I

need reviews or else guess what? No chappies! So review already