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Uh oh! You asked for it! Here's another chapter of Trunks in Trouble. LOL and Christmas wishes to you all.

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Trunks In Trouble At Christmas Time

'TRUNKS!' Vegeta yelled at the top of his voice.

There was no response.

I know the little brat can hear me! He sat up in the sofa and shouted again.

'TRUNKS! COME HERE!'

As Vegeta listened carefully he heard the pitter-patter of little feet heading down the stairs, so he relaxed back into the sofa. Trunks peeked his head round the door.

'Hey Dad!'

'Didn't you hear me boy?' Vegeta looked at him.

'Um, no,' Trunks lied, thinking Yeah but I couldn't be bothered coming down stairs!!

'Your mother has gone to get some Christmas shopping,' Vegeta told his son.

Trunks face lit up as he thought of all his presents. Excitement washed over him and he was about to start jumping up and down. Vegeta could sense a Trunks hyper attack coming so he quickly kept talking.

'She wants Christmas cards sent to these people.' He thrust a long list of names and addresses under Trunks nose. Trunks peered down at the list.

'Take it, boy,' Vegeta pushed it into his chest. 'I want you to go get some cards, write them and then post them.'

'Bu-'

'No buts! Just do it!'

Trunks had overheard the conversation between his parents that morning. They were having a little fight about getting things ready for Christmas. It went something like this…

Bulma: You haven't lifted a finger to help with Christmas! I've done everything myself - the tree, the decorations, the food, the presents - everything!

Vegeta: What is your point woman?!

Bulma: Aaaaaaah! I can't do it all myself. Today is my last chance to go shopping and the cards still need to be sent. Pick one, Vegeta. I need a little help here. Do you wanna go to the mall and get the presents?

Vegeta: *choke* The mall?! I can't stand that place: full of all those moron humans buzzing about

Bulma: *ahem!*

Vegeta: !! Not you! I meant everyone else - the rest of them are morons!

Bulma: OK, if you don't want to go to the mall, you can write the cards instead. Here!

Those were Bulma's parting words as she placed the long list of names in Vegeta's hand. And now Vegeta was passing the buck to Trunks.

Great! Trunks thought.

'What are you waiting for?' Vegeta asked him.

'I need some money dad.'

'Fine! Here, take this.' He pressed a twenty dollar bill into Trunks hand and pushed him towards the door. With Trunks on his way, Vegeta slouched down on the sofa for an afternoon snooze. He had been busy training all morning and his body was crying out for some rest time. He fell into a deep and blissful sleep.

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Trunks zipped off to Goten's house and found him digging in the garden with Gohan. They were wearing jeans tucked into big rubber boots (Gotens were little frog ones!). Goten was also wearing Chi Chi's Bahama Mama apron to keep his clothes clean, and an oversized pair of flowery gardening gloves.

*snicker* 'Hey, Goten,' *snicker* 'Whatcha up to?' *giggle*

Goten looked up at Trunks and his face turned a deep shade of red.

'Hey Trunks!' Gohan greeted him with a big smile. 'Good to see you!'

Trunks grinned at Gohan. Although he thought he was kind of a nerd with a funny taste in clothes sometimes, Trunks admired Gohan a lot. Bulma had told him all about how Goten's big bro had defeated Cell and saved the earth with the help of Vegeta.

'I got to get some cards for my dad. Wanna come Goten? ...That is *snicker* if you're not too busy playing dress up with your momee's clothes!!'

Goten threw off the apron and peeled of the gloves and picked up a big handful of dirt. He grinned evilly.

'Alright, Trunks - you asked for it!' He showered Chibi Trunks in brown earth and a worm landed in his mouth!

'Hahahaha! Hahahahaha!' Goten laughed gleefully as the worm hung down from the corner of Trunks mouth.

'Eeeeeeeeeeeeeewwwww! Pleh!' Trunks spat the big worm onto the ground and rubbed his tongue frantically with the back of his hand.

'Wah hahahaha hahahahahahaha! Whoo!'

'That's it Goten - YOU DIE!' Trunks picked up a scoop or two of his own earth and rubbed it into Goten's hair.

'Hey!!!' Goten shoved Trunks and he fell on his butt in the dirt.

Trunks leapt back up and jumped on Goten, pushing his face into the earth. 'Taste good?'

Gohan watched the two best pals in disbelief. 'Hey! Hey guys! Stop that!'

They paid no attention.

THUD!

Goten whacked Trunks head repeatedly off a boulder sticking up out of the earth.

'Ow! Ow! You are so - ow! - dead!'

Trunks grabbed Goten's ears and twisted them round and round as far as they could go.

'Aaaaaaaaaaiiiyyyyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeeee! Let go Trunks! Let go!!'

Gohan grabbed both boys by the neck of their shirts, pulled them to their feet and knocked their heads together. Everything fell silent as the chibi's sat on the ground dazed with little stars shooting round their heads!

'Knock it off you two,' Gohan said getting back to his gardening.

'Ow,' said the chibis quietly.

'...Sorry for throwing a worm in your mouth,' Goten offered.

'Yeah, s'ok. Sorry for laughin' at you... You're clothes aren't that bad. *snicker*'

'Trunks! You know I'm just helping my mom!'

'I know. I'm sorry man. So you wanna come to the mall with me?'

'Yeah, I gotta tell mom.'

'OK.'

Goten ran off to ask Chi Chi if he could go to the mall, and Trunks turned his eye to Gohan. He was bent over planting Chi Chi's prize winning tulip bulbs from a big pile into the earth. His butt was sticking up like a big vulnerable target and as Trunks watched he could picture a 'kick me' sign sticking on it.

Hmmm, I wonder if he's as good as mom says he is...

Chibi Trunks decided to test Gohan's skills with a surprise attack. As sneakily as he could he powered up a little ki ball and held it in his palm. A cheeky smile spread across his face and he fired it straight at the target. Gohan rolled out of the way as he sensed the attack coming in. It flew straight into the big pile of bulbs - and set them on fire!!

Uh oh!

Trunks backed away as Gohan bashed out the flames with the Bahama Mama apron. All that was left was a pile of smoking debris, the smouldering remains of some burned out bulbs and a black soot covered rag which was once Chi Chi's Bahama Mama apron.

Gohan turned around and Trunks did not like the look on his face one little bit.

'Sorry man, gotta go!' Trunks flew into the air hoping Gohan didn't follow.

Down below Goten came out of the house to be met by his big brother, who was mouthing something about Trunks. Sensing his pal nearby, Goten flew off as fast as he could after him. He caught up in no time and they headed to the mall.

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Daisy's Arcade was packed full of stressed Christmas shoppers. Everyone seemed to be on a shopping frenzy. Everyone except Trunks and Goten who observed the frenzied shoppers calmly as they sauntered around the mall. It was like being in the middle of a herd of thirsty buffalos at a dried up water hole!

Then all of a sudden, Goten stopped in his tracks and gripped onto Trunks arm tightly.

'Trunks! Look!'

Trunks followed Goten's amazed stare and found he was looking at none other than Santa Claus!! He gasped in astonishment and grabbed Goten's arm.

'It's... oh man! It's Santa!'

'Wow! Now I know why all the shoppers are so excited - Santa's here!'

Trunks and Goten stared at each other in disbelief. They didn't know what to do, there he was right in front of them. Santa Claus, in the flesh. Red hat, white hair, a big white beard, a red suit lined with white fur, black boots and even a huge big sack of toys.

'Should we go talk to him?' Goten asked, feeling a little shy.

'... Yeah. We gotta!'

'Yay!'

They hugged each other and jumped up and down for joy.

'This is the best day of my life!' Trunks beamed as they walked towards Father Christmas.

Before they got to him, Santa got up and began to walk away from them.

'Quick, he's getting away!' They scurried after him, trying not to run in the mall because they knew they had to be good when Santa was about.

Santa disappeared around the corner, behind a shop, and they boys followed. When they turned the corner he was nowhere to be seen. They looked up and down but there was no sign of him. Then they saw something which shocked and angered their young hearts. The guys washroom door swung open and out walked - Santa?

'Goten! What's going on?' Trunks looked at the man leaving the washroom.

He had the suit and the boots on, but his red hat was in his hand - and so was his white hair! And his beard!!! Underneath, he was a dark haired younger man of about forty years old. To make things worse he was scowling and smoking a cigarette.

'But... Santa is cheerful,' said Goten.

'And... he doesn't smoke,' Trunks shook his head.

'And that guys hair is dark!' Goten pointed at the wigs in his hand.

'He's a fake!' Trunks growled. 'He musta kidnapped the real Santa and taken all his toys!'

'Yeah! He had Santa's bag and everything!'

'Lets get him!'

The chibis turned super saiyan and flew at the fake Santa, both planting a vicious boot in his behind. Fake Santa hurtled into the air, spinning round and round. His stolen sack of toys scattered all over the floor and he skidded to a halt, right outside Hercule's Martial Arts World shop. Then the boys fired a huge blast at the fake Santa. He couldn't believe his eyes and barely scrambled out of the way in time as the blast hit the door of Hercule's shop, melting it completely!

The chibi demi Saiyans sat on fake Santa, pinning him to the ground. Trunks punched him in the nose. 'What did you do with Santa?' he asked menacingly.

Fake Santa was still stunned from what had just happened.

'Talk!' Goten grabbed fake Santa's top lip and pulled it up stretching it.

'Mmmmmmphh!' muttered fake Santa. 'What the -?'

'You better talk!' Trunks warned him.

'You kids are crazy!' shouted fake Santa, but he couldn't get up.

'What the hell just happened here?' a deep voice yelled.

Trunks and Goten looked up to see Hercule standing there. He was clenching his teeth and looked like he was about to blow a fuse. The Chibis looked at the gaping hole where Hercule's shop door had once been.

'Um...'

'You little punks! I'm gonna... waitaminute! ...It's you!! I know you!' he pointed at Goten as he tried to remember where he had seen him before. 'Yeah… that's it…you're that skinny punk's kid brother! Stay here, I'm getting security.'

Hercule stormed off to find the security guard.

'Right! Get them quick!' Goten called after him. 'This guy kidnapped Santa!'

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Trunks and Goten found themselves sitting in a small security office waiting for Gohan and Vegeta to come and pick them up. They were disheartened by the total injustice. After all, they had been trying to protect Santa and now they were the ones in trouble.

Bert the grey haired security guard studied them closely with a disapproving look.

'You boys caused a lot of damage to Hercule's shop. Your parents will have to pay for it.' He looked at them grimly. 'You're not welcome back at the mall - got that?'

They nodded silently.

Goten felt a pang of guilt. His family did not have a lot of money, especially at Christmas time. Chi Chi and Gohan were not going to like this. Trunks parents were the richest people for miles around but they still would not be happy about the damage he had caused.

After a long and boring wait Gohan and Vegeta arrived at the office to pick them up. Gohan apologised to the security guard and assured him the damage would be paid for. Vegeta was not so polite and had a few choice words for the poor guard.

'SIX HUNDRED DOLLARS!!! You've got to be shitting me!!'

'Vegeta, I think you should calm down a little,' Gohan tried to be the peacemaker.

Vegeta said nothing in reply to Gohan but gave him a look that warned him to shut his mouth if he knew what was good for him.

'You know, I feel like destroying someone today!' Vegeta pushed the security guard up against the wall, intimidating the terrified man. Somehow the guard knew that Vegeta was serious - and he was! He let his mind wander back to the days when he did destroy fools who crossed him, and smiled as he thought how satisfying it would be to blast this baka. Vegeta was extra grumpy from being woken from his blissful slumber. His dark eyes were inches from the guards wide eyes, threatening him quietly.

Oh jees! He's gonna kill that poor guy! Trunks did not want to see his dad arrested, or a security guard in little pieces either.

'Dad!' Trunks interrupted him. 'Stop it, Dad!'

Vegeta turned round in anger and slapped Trunks across the head. 'When I want your opinion I'll give it to you!' But the distraction had worked and Vegeta had let go of his hold on the quivering guard.

The four Saiyans stalked out of the office leaving the grey haired guard in a nervous pile on the floor. He pointed a shaking finger at the door they had just left by. 'And d-d-d-don't come b-b-back!'

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Back at home Trunks was locked in his bedroom after getting in big trouble from his pa. Vegeta had went back downstairs to the sofa to resume his sleep, but the last thing he had said to Trunks was '… And those cards had better be sent, boy!'

Trunks gulped as he thought about the cards. He hadn't even managed to buy any, but had not dared to tell Vegeta. He didn't want to make things worse on himself. A perfectly timed idea filled his head and he turned on his PC. Capsule Corps was full of the latest technology and there were hundreds of computers, so Trunks had his very own in his bedroom. As the computer loaded up a pop up box appeared on the screen.

*You have 2 new email messages*

I'd better make the card first Trunks thought to himself I'll check them later.

Trunks wrote the message for the inside of the card first:

Merrie chrismas, luv from Bulma, Vegeta and Trunks

After running a spell check it was changed to:

Merry Christmas, love from Bulma, Vegeta and Trunks.

Trunks scowled as he grudgingly typed the word Vegeta. He was in the huff with his father big time: first he had sent him to do his dirty work and get the cards because he was too lazy, and now he had punished Trunks for sticking up for Santa! Trunks was so peeved he could not let it rest. He wanted revenge. And revenge came in the perfect form of an email from Goten.

Stuck for ideas about what to put on the front of the cards, Trunks decided to check his mail before he finished making them. One email was from a company selling hoovers.

How did they get my email address? Stupid companies.

Trunks deleted the mail and opened the other one, which was from Goten. It read...

Hey Trunks!

That was bad earlyer at the mol. I hope Santa's OK. I'm grounded :-( and mom says I have to work in Hercule's garden to pay for that shop door.

But good news is I got something u might like 2 see ^.~ Clik on atatchment

Goten

PS HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Trunks eyes lit up as he eagerly clicked on the attachment. There it was! The infamous photo the cheeky pair had snapped of naked Vegeta leaping out of the waterfall of hope!!! The picture took Trunks right back to that moment and he began to shake with laughter, falling off his stool and rolling on the carpet.

Vegeta listened from downstairs to all the giggles coming from Trunks room.

What's so funny? He's supposed to be getting punished!

Trunks picked himself up off his fuzzy carpet, wiping the tears from his eyes, and dragged himself up to his computer once again. This time he was full of fresh inspiration on what to put on the front of the card!!!!!

Now if I just insert this here, and make a few adjustments. Lets see, a little Santa hat on his head and I'm gonna change the pink flowers for holly to give it a more Christmas look.

Trunks stopped to take a look at his finished product, the ultimate homemade Christmas card.

Perfect!!

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When Trunks had finished he printed off thirty copies of the card. Since he hadn't bought any envelopes or stamps at the mall he had to deliver the cards in person. He stuffed them inside his jacket, pulled on his hat and flew out of his window into the cold night sky. It was beginning to snow lightly and Trunks really felt Christmassy. He hoped with all his heart that Santa had got his toys back and was OK, not tied up somewhere being tortured by fake Santa. There was only one way to find out - if he got his presents on Christmas day he could be sure that Santa was fine.

He landed outside Goten's house first and left the card on his doorstep.

Chi Chi and Family

Next he flew to his Grandma and Grandpa Briefs house, leaving their card on their porch.

Mom and Dad

After that he made the long flight up to the top of Kami's place where he left a couple of cards in the flower bed

Piccolo

Kami

Mr Popo

After that he flew to Krillen and 18's house to drop their card off

Krillen and Family

Then he delivered the rest of the cards to the other addresses: Master Roshi, Yamcha, Tien, other friends and colleagues of Bulma and Vegeta, and Trunks school teachers! Sweet revenge! Finally when he was finished delivering the cards, Trunks made for home and went straight to his bed. Lying in his bed he thought about the homemade cards he had just posted.

Did I really just do that?!?!?!

He didn't know whether to laugh or be very afraid, but something inside Chibi Trunks decided to make him laugh… and laugh… and laugh, until eventually he went to sleep. (And laughed in his sleep)

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Next day:

**At Kami's lookout

Mr Popo whistled a tune as he warmed up the frosted flowers with a hair dryer. 'There there my lovely plants, I will look after you and keep you warm in this cold, wintery time.'

His eye caught a glimpse of some litter in his flowerbed.

'Huh? Oh, its not litter, its letters.'

He took them to Piccolo and Kami and the three opened them at the same time, pulling out their special homemade Christmas cards...

Mr Popo: Oh! Oh my!

Kami: Good lord! What on earth?!

Piccolo: (Drops card) AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH! God damn it I did not want to see that!!!! Great, that's me scarred for life!

**At Krillen's house

Krillen and 18 were sat at the kitchen table eating breakfast when Marron came running in.

Marron: Daddy! Daddy! I got a chwissmas card!

Krillen: That's great honey, you go ahead and open it.

*rrrriiiiiiipppppp*

Marron: *sniff* *sniff* wwwwwaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!

She ran from the room sobbing and dropped the card behind her. Krillen picked it up and fainted, falling backwards off his chair onto the kitchen floor. 18 had a look at the card and then with a pleasantly shocked smile on her face, hid it under her bed before Krillen came round.

**At the Son family house

Chi Chi was whistling while cooking up a delicious breakfast for her boys.

Gohan: 'Mom, that smells great!'

Chi Chi: Nothing but the best for you boys. Haven't I always looked after you?

Gohan: Yeah mom, you're the best.

Chi Chi beamed from the complement and continued stirring her pot happily, innocently, not a care in the world. Little Goten came in howling with laughter, a homemade Christmas card shaking in his trembling hand.

Gohan: What is it squirt?

Chi Chi: What's so funny Goten?

Goten: Hahahahahahaha... card... wahahahahah ...Bulma... Wahahahahahah ... and Ve - bwa hahaha Ve - ahahahahaha Veg - ahahahahaha!

Gohan: Here, give me that.

Gohan takes the card, looks at it and turns a glowing shade of red.

Gohan: erm, maybe I'd better put this away somewhere.

But alas, Chi Chi was now becoming extremely interested in the card.

Chi Chi: Hand it over

Gohan: I don't know, Mom, maybe I shouldn't.

Chi Chi: Gohan! Do as you're told!

Gohan hung his head and passed the card slowly to Chi Chi. Mom, I tried to protect you

Goten bit his lip to stop another laugh escaping.

Chi Chi's jaw hit the floor and her eyes bulged in their sockets as she dropped her wooden spoon in astonishment.

Chi Chi: HOLY MOTHER OF JUMBO SPICED PEPPERONI!!!!! WOULD YOU LOOK AT THE SIZE OF THAT THING!!!!!

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