A/N: I'm back at school. :( I've been on summer holidays. Chapters will be pretty slow coming, becuase for some reason my mum makes me do my homework before writing! ^_~ I call her the Chi-Chi incarnate. She doesn't know who Chi-Chi is, so it kind of annoys her...
Disclaimer: *Puts on one of those teacher's hats and points to the story with a piece of wood.* This is called FAN fiction. Note the capitalised fan? That is because of the importance of the word. It is written by fans. Therefore, it is highly unlikely the writer/s own the ideas, characters and cirumstances of the television show, book, manga or other form of entertainment the story is based on. So, they need to write a rather annoying 'disclaimer' in their story. It is usually put up the top and out of the way, so no-one has to read it. You ask why it is even there if no-one reads it? It is there so the writer/s is/are not sued for using the ideas/characters/circumstances without permission from the company.
This is an example of a disclaimer: Please, don't sue me. I don't own Dragonball Z.
*Throws away the hat.* This goes for my story too. Thank you for putting up with my insane ramblings. (Can you tell I DESPISE putting in disclaimers?)
Trunks yawned and stretched. He felt like he was waking from a dream. He opened his eyes, and screamed.
"Holy shit!" he yelled. He had always had a rather colourful vocabulary for a nine year old, partly due to the influence of his father. But what he had woken up to would make a saint swear. He was in Goten's room. Worse still, he looked like Goten. He had Goten's hereditary spiky hair, and Goten's rounded, innocent eyes. He was even wearing Goten's clothes.
"What's happened to me?" screamed Trunks. Luckily, there was no-one home to hear him. "Why the hell do I look like my best friend?" Then something occured to him. {Oh Dende! I wished. Somehow, my wish that I had Goten's life came true. Now not only do I have Goten's life, I have Goten's body as well. At least I didn't wish I was Gohan. That would have been even more scary, he has girlfriend!} Trunks grimaced, like all nine year olds, he thought girls were 'gross'. His childish thoughts were interrupted by rising panic. {What am I going to do? I'm in Goten's house, in Goten's body, wearing Goten's clothes! How insane does that sound?} His cunning mind was completly stumped. He was only nine, after all. {But I got what I wished for! I have Goten's family. I'll be happy, I can live Goten's life.} Then he nearly fainted. {If I'm in Goten's body, Goten had to go somewhere. I saw this on TV once, they ended up... SWAPPING! That means... Goten is in my body... I hope he's still asleep.} Trunks burst out the winodw without even bothering to open it, and flew over the smashed glass, not even scratching himself.
He flew faster than he had ever done in his life. After a little while, he reached the house. He realised that Bulma and Vegeta were arguing again, and he decided to take the quick way through the window to his room, which he always left open. He didn't need to woory about people breaking in and taking his stuff, he was more than a match for any burgular. He landed on the floor beside his bed. Goten was there. Or rather, Trunks was there.
"Man this is weird," Trunks said quietly. "I'm looking at myself... I need at haircut, too." He paused, and remembered why he had come in the first place. "Oh yeah! I have to take Goten away, so he doesn't stuff this up. Mum would admit him to the local psych ward if he said he was Goten. And that means if I ever get my body back, I'll be stuck there." He grabbed Goten, shoved him over his shoulder, and flew off to the woods.
Goten woke up to find himself in the woods, under a tree, with someone who looked exactly like him sitting next to him, but facing away.
"Dad?" he asked groggily. He rubbed his eyes. {Hmm... I wonder if there's anything to eat? I'm hungry,} he thought. Trunks turned around sharply.
"AAAAAAH!" Goten screamed. "You're... you're me!" {Why did I just sound exactly like Trunks?}
"Yes and no," Trunks said quietly. "Look down." Goten looked at himself.
"I'm TRUNKS!" he screamed.
"Shut it," Trunks whispered. "Piccolo lives here, remember."
"I'm in a nightmare," Goten said, not listening to Trunks at all. "And why are you me?"
"I'm you because we traded bodies."
"Trunks?" Goten asked.
"Uh huh," Trunks replied.
"OK, this has got to be the stupidest nightmare I've ever had. I mean, the one with Vegeta going insane and selling flowers was tame compared to this. I think even the one where the whole world ran out of food is tame compared to this," Goten whispered.
"You had a nightmare where my dad went insane and was selling flowers?" Trunks asked, trying not to laugh.
"Hey! So what? I was three!" {This is a weird dream. Usually in my dreams I can't control what I do,} thought Goten. {I think I like it better this way. Maybe I'll find some food.} Goten smiled the classic Son Grin.
"Don't do that to my face!" Trunks yelled. "Oops," he whispered. His clever little mind was in overdrive. It was certainly the weirdest situation he'd ever been in. {Goten won't want to go along with my plan... But if I tell him it's a dream, he'll do all these stupid things he's always wanted to do, because it's a dream and he can't get hurt. I'll have to tell him the truth.}
"Look, Goten, I kind of made this happen," said Trunks.
"What? How can you do that? This dream keeps getting weirder every second. I can't wait to wake up."
"Goten, this isn't a dream. This is real," Trunks said in exasperation. His best friend had a one-track mind.
"Prove it," Goten said stubbornly. Trunks smirked and punched him hard in the face.
"OW! You didn't need to do that!" Goten yelled, wiping a bleeding nose. "OK. OK, I believe you. Just don't do that again."
"I won't. That's my face I just wrecked," Trunks said. "Look, Goten, my parents were arguing, and I was a bit..." He stopped. He, like his father, didn't like talking about emotions.
"You what?" Goten asked.
"I was upset, OK!" Trunks yelled. "And I wished that I could swap lives with you!"
"You went to get the dragonballs and everything?" asked Goten. {He could have asked,} he thought.
"No, I just wished in my head. I'm sure Dende made it came true."
"Oh," Goten said. "Do you think that if I wished for a never-ending fridge in my head, Dende would give me one?"
"I think Dende only grants important stuff," Trunks replied.
"Oh," Goten said again. He started to look serious. "What are we supposed to do, Trunks?"
"I... I don't think we have a choice Goten. My parents would pack me off to a loony bin and so would yours. I think we just have to live each other's lives," Trunks replied.
"Sound OK to me. Better than a loony bin. I mean, you have food right?"
"Yup."
A/N: Next chapter, it's Goten's first day. Then we'll have Trunks's first day, etc, until the third day. The we'll have the end of the wish and the lesson each chibi learnt. I might put a bit of humour in too.
Disclaimer: *Puts on one of those teacher's hats and points to the story with a piece of wood.* This is called FAN fiction. Note the capitalised fan? That is because of the importance of the word. It is written by fans. Therefore, it is highly unlikely the writer/s own the ideas, characters and cirumstances of the television show, book, manga or other form of entertainment the story is based on. So, they need to write a rather annoying 'disclaimer' in their story. It is usually put up the top and out of the way, so no-one has to read it. You ask why it is even there if no-one reads it? It is there so the writer/s is/are not sued for using the ideas/characters/circumstances without permission from the company.
This is an example of a disclaimer: Please, don't sue me. I don't own Dragonball Z.
*Throws away the hat.* This goes for my story too. Thank you for putting up with my insane ramblings. (Can you tell I DESPISE putting in disclaimers?)
Trunks yawned and stretched. He felt like he was waking from a dream. He opened his eyes, and screamed.
"Holy shit!" he yelled. He had always had a rather colourful vocabulary for a nine year old, partly due to the influence of his father. But what he had woken up to would make a saint swear. He was in Goten's room. Worse still, he looked like Goten. He had Goten's hereditary spiky hair, and Goten's rounded, innocent eyes. He was even wearing Goten's clothes.
"What's happened to me?" screamed Trunks. Luckily, there was no-one home to hear him. "Why the hell do I look like my best friend?" Then something occured to him. {Oh Dende! I wished. Somehow, my wish that I had Goten's life came true. Now not only do I have Goten's life, I have Goten's body as well. At least I didn't wish I was Gohan. That would have been even more scary, he has girlfriend!} Trunks grimaced, like all nine year olds, he thought girls were 'gross'. His childish thoughts were interrupted by rising panic. {What am I going to do? I'm in Goten's house, in Goten's body, wearing Goten's clothes! How insane does that sound?} His cunning mind was completly stumped. He was only nine, after all. {But I got what I wished for! I have Goten's family. I'll be happy, I can live Goten's life.} Then he nearly fainted. {If I'm in Goten's body, Goten had to go somewhere. I saw this on TV once, they ended up... SWAPPING! That means... Goten is in my body... I hope he's still asleep.} Trunks burst out the winodw without even bothering to open it, and flew over the smashed glass, not even scratching himself.
He flew faster than he had ever done in his life. After a little while, he reached the house. He realised that Bulma and Vegeta were arguing again, and he decided to take the quick way through the window to his room, which he always left open. He didn't need to woory about people breaking in and taking his stuff, he was more than a match for any burgular. He landed on the floor beside his bed. Goten was there. Or rather, Trunks was there.
"Man this is weird," Trunks said quietly. "I'm looking at myself... I need at haircut, too." He paused, and remembered why he had come in the first place. "Oh yeah! I have to take Goten away, so he doesn't stuff this up. Mum would admit him to the local psych ward if he said he was Goten. And that means if I ever get my body back, I'll be stuck there." He grabbed Goten, shoved him over his shoulder, and flew off to the woods.
Goten woke up to find himself in the woods, under a tree, with someone who looked exactly like him sitting next to him, but facing away.
"Dad?" he asked groggily. He rubbed his eyes. {Hmm... I wonder if there's anything to eat? I'm hungry,} he thought. Trunks turned around sharply.
"AAAAAAH!" Goten screamed. "You're... you're me!" {Why did I just sound exactly like Trunks?}
"Yes and no," Trunks said quietly. "Look down." Goten looked at himself.
"I'm TRUNKS!" he screamed.
"Shut it," Trunks whispered. "Piccolo lives here, remember."
"I'm in a nightmare," Goten said, not listening to Trunks at all. "And why are you me?"
"I'm you because we traded bodies."
"Trunks?" Goten asked.
"Uh huh," Trunks replied.
"OK, this has got to be the stupidest nightmare I've ever had. I mean, the one with Vegeta going insane and selling flowers was tame compared to this. I think even the one where the whole world ran out of food is tame compared to this," Goten whispered.
"You had a nightmare where my dad went insane and was selling flowers?" Trunks asked, trying not to laugh.
"Hey! So what? I was three!" {This is a weird dream. Usually in my dreams I can't control what I do,} thought Goten. {I think I like it better this way. Maybe I'll find some food.} Goten smiled the classic Son Grin.
"Don't do that to my face!" Trunks yelled. "Oops," he whispered. His clever little mind was in overdrive. It was certainly the weirdest situation he'd ever been in. {Goten won't want to go along with my plan... But if I tell him it's a dream, he'll do all these stupid things he's always wanted to do, because it's a dream and he can't get hurt. I'll have to tell him the truth.}
"Look, Goten, I kind of made this happen," said Trunks.
"What? How can you do that? This dream keeps getting weirder every second. I can't wait to wake up."
"Goten, this isn't a dream. This is real," Trunks said in exasperation. His best friend had a one-track mind.
"Prove it," Goten said stubbornly. Trunks smirked and punched him hard in the face.
"OW! You didn't need to do that!" Goten yelled, wiping a bleeding nose. "OK. OK, I believe you. Just don't do that again."
"I won't. That's my face I just wrecked," Trunks said. "Look, Goten, my parents were arguing, and I was a bit..." He stopped. He, like his father, didn't like talking about emotions.
"You what?" Goten asked.
"I was upset, OK!" Trunks yelled. "And I wished that I could swap lives with you!"
"You went to get the dragonballs and everything?" asked Goten. {He could have asked,} he thought.
"No, I just wished in my head. I'm sure Dende made it came true."
"Oh," Goten said. "Do you think that if I wished for a never-ending fridge in my head, Dende would give me one?"
"I think Dende only grants important stuff," Trunks replied.
"Oh," Goten said again. He started to look serious. "What are we supposed to do, Trunks?"
"I... I don't think we have a choice Goten. My parents would pack me off to a loony bin and so would yours. I think we just have to live each other's lives," Trunks replied.
"Sound OK to me. Better than a loony bin. I mean, you have food right?"
"Yup."
A/N: Next chapter, it's Goten's first day. Then we'll have Trunks's first day, etc, until the third day. The we'll have the end of the wish and the lesson each chibi learnt. I might put a bit of humour in too.