1 Trunks, Goten and Ludwig van Beethoven



1.1 Chapter 3



1.2 In the previous chapter: Trunks and Goten landed safely in the mountains outside of the 1809 Vienna, but oh no! They didn't know they landed in military terrain! And now, they're captured by French troops! And next to that, they're in jail! Uh-oh! Are they going to get out of this one? Or will they be doomed to stay in the past forever!? I don't hope so! And Trunks doesn't want to use his special powers! Is this the end?



Trunks and Goten sat in their cell. They were guarded by two French soldiers. The French soldiers were starting to mock the two boys.

'What a bunch of freaks!' one of them said.

'Yeah!' the other one said.

'So, are the two of you members of the Austrian Circus?' the first one asked rudely.

The other one laughed. 'Good question. It would explain the weird clothes and the purple hair of that guy!' he said. The two soldiers continued mocking the two boys. 'So purpie,' the first one said to Trunks, 'is that color natural or did you spill paint on your head?'

'It's natural.' Trunks responded calmly.

'O my god! Your parents need to be REALLY pathetic, righ..'

'Shut up about my parents or I'll start about yours!' Trunks interrupted. At first, the two soldiers were surprised by the sudden response. Then they smiled on a mean sort of way. 'Ah, rude little fellow ey? Looking for a challenge… to the big bad man with the gun!? Hahahahahahahaha!' the second soldier said. Then, the officer came in. 'Alright you two..' he said, pointing at Goten and Trunks. 'Your families have to pay 70 florins per person to get you out.'

Families? Uh-oh. This wasn't going on the favor of Goten and Trunks! 'We're orphans!' Trunks said.

'Orphans? Running away from the orphanage?'

'Well… yes.'

'I understand.' the officer said, amazing Trunks and Goten. 'I've been in an orphanage as well. It's like HELL, isn't it?'

Trunks and Goten were silent. 'I'll ask some people to get you out. You don't have to return to the orphanage.'

Few! Trunks and Goten were REALLY lucky! This officer wasn't that bad!

'I do need to know your names, though.'

'My name is Trunks Briefs, and his is Goten Son.'

The officer noted the two names in a notebook.

'Alright then, you'll have to wait a few days before I can get you out, though.'

'That's OK.' the two boys said.

After a few days, they noticed some commotion. Someone was in to get the two boys. The officer was talking to the someone at the entrance of the Base, which was about 150 meters away, but still the sharp Saiyan-ears could hear some words of the conversation between the officer and the someone.

'You here….boys?'

'Come..?'

'You are here…two...boys?'

'Yes. I was sent...'

'By Mme von Bru..?'

'Come agai…?'

'For…it.'

'Alright.'

'Fol…me.'

As it seemed that the two approached, they could here more and more of the conversation.

'Are you…friends…von Brunswick?'

'Come again?'

'Are you friends with Mme von Brunswick?'

'Yes.'

'I heard..work. It's great.'

'Thank you.'

'Why did she sent..'

'Say what?'

'Why did she sent you?'

'Because I was going to take….walk…..get near here. '

'Oh I see.'

The two were now getting really close, and the conversation was really clear.

'Why does she want the two boys?'

'Say what?'

'Why does she want the two boys?'

'She likes children.'

'Do you like children?'

'No.'

The two now entered the cell block. 'Here you go, lieutenant. Open the cell, will you?' the someone said. The someone was a man, not to tall. He wore a light brown jacket what reached to his knees. He also wore a black hat. Below his black hat were dark brown curls. He had a high forehead, and dark eyebrows. His eyes were gray-like blue. As the lieutenant opened the cell, the two boys walked out and greeted the to men. 'Come with me!' the man said. He walked out of the base, followed by Goten and Trunks.

'Thank you, sir.' Trunks said softly. No response.

Trunks walked next to the man, and now asked, a little louder: 'Excuse me sir, but may I know your name?'

'Come again, kid?'

'What's your name, sir?' Trunks asked, a little louder then before.

'My name? Ah well, you really want to know it, don't you. Well.. perhaps you've heard of it. You see, my name is Ludwig van Beethoven.'



1.3 Dom dom dom doooooom… Phew.. First a not-so-strict officer, now an unexpected meeting with the great composer, Ludwig van Beethoven! How wacky can things get? At first, it seemed unlikely for the boys ever to catch a glimpse of Beethoven. But now… what will happen? Will the staying of the boys at the Von Brunswicks create bonds between them and the Maestro? Or will they hardly get to see him? We'll find out soon…