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But I would REALLY like a big cuddly stuffed Vegeta—does anybody know if
they sell those?
{A/N}—Thanks for the reviews guys! On with the story!
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Trunks allowed himself a small smile of satisfaction as he read his parents' faces and saw them come to exactly the conclusion he wanted them to come to. *I feel bad about making Goku seem like such a bad guy,* he thought with a bit of remorse, *but there's no other way! Vegeta knows there are no other Saiyans, and if I'm going to stay here while my time machine is fixed I need a cover. If Vegeta found out he was my father it would be potentially disastrous! I need a cover for my origins, and sorry to say it, but you're nominated Goku, er, I mean Daddy.* Trunks snickered to himself silently at the thought.
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Bulma seemed to pull out of her dazed stupor and turned to glare at Goku who still sat oblivious on the grass. "So Goku—why are you here. What do you want?"
As Goku opened his mouth, Trunks quickly cut in, "Bulma. I asked Goku to bring me here. My time machine has broken down and I need your help in fixing it. I don't really know what's wrong with it," Trunks explained, "but I'm sure I can fix it if you would give me access to your lab."
Bulma looked at the boy and sighed. It wasn't HIS fault that Goku was going to turn into a lying cheating jerk.
Bulma sighed. "Of course you can use my lab. I can't image being stranded somewhere with no way home. But—what are we going to call you? It's kind of obvious you don't want to reveal your name for some reason," Bulma shot Goku a dirty look, "but we have to call you something!"
Trunks hesitated for a moment. "Well, why don't you just pick a name and I'll answer to that while I'm here."
Bulma thought for a moment and smiled, "Well, how about Trunks? I always said if I ever had a…" Bulma paused as she saw the boy's eyes widen, and Goku almost fall over again as he just got to his feet. "What? What's up with you guys what did I say?"
Goku grinned widely and asked, "Wow Bulma, how did you kn—brf nmm wzz…"
Trunks quickly clamped down on the older man's mouth and smiled nervously. "Now Goku, heh heh, Trunks is fine. We don't need to say anything else about it, DO WE," he growled down at the wide eyed Goku.
Goku looked from Bulma, to Vegeta, then back to Trunks and shook his head minutely, eyes wide.
Bulma stood there in shock. What had Goku meant? How did I know what? Wait…..is it possible that I guessed correctly? Could this boy's name really be Trunks?
Bulma studied the young man who was just releasing Goku. *His eyes. They look so like my own…could he possibly be….NO! It's impossible! I would never do that to one of my friends…* Bulma's thought trailed off as she turned to stare at Goku in horror, *impossible…*
Vegeta took in the scene as the young man blushed under Bulma's scrutiny. *Was it possible? Was the woman going to have a child with Kakarrott?* For some reason, Vegeta found himself growling deep in his throat. What was this? He felt his anger growing as he stared at Goku, massaging his chin where Trunks had clamped down hard to shut him up.
Goku noticed Vegeta's enraged glare and reached up to scratch his head, confused. *What did I do this time?* Then, looking at the sky, he yelped, noticing the position of the sun.
"Oh no! I was supposed to take Chi-Chi grocery shopping! She's going to kill me if I don't get back soon!" Goku leapt into the air and hovered for a moment, "Bulma I gotta go—take care of Trunks for me ok? See you later Vegeta," Goku called over his shoulder as he sped off towards his house.
Trunks looked up to see his parents staring after Goku. Bulma looked like she was about to die of mortification. Her cheeks were stained red, and her mouth hung slightly open. Vegeta, on the other hand, looked like he wanted to do nothing more than hunt Goku down and kill him.
If Trunks didn't have so much self-control he would have groaned aloud. This was NOT going according to plan!
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Goku landed lightly in front of his house to find Chi-Chi standing there, arms crossed, one hand weighed down by her favorite frying pan.
Goku gulped and raised his hands, "Chi-Chi, I can explain!"
Chi-Chi's face remained neutral, "I'm waiting Goku."
Goku sighed in relief and quickly explained about finding Trunks in the woods and taking him to Capsule Corps. As he finished his explanation he smiled hopefully only to find Chi-Chi's scowling eyes not half a foot from his face.
"What—what is it Chi-Chi?" Goku gulped.
"I'm still waiting for an explanation GOKU as to WHY I have been cooking for Piccolo for the last year, when he just TOLD ME he only DRINKS WATER!" Chi-Chi screamed in his face.
"Oh, that…" BONG
Goku cowered as the frying pan came swinging at his head once again. "Hey, Chi-Chi, I'm sorry, please," yelped Goku running across the yard trailed by a furious Chi-Chi.
"Get out of here Goku! I mean it! I don't want to see your face around here for the next week!"
"But Chi-Chi!"
A loud roar resounded through the valley, "Go stay at Capsule Corp. with that little time traveling friend of yours if you want, but I don't want to see your face around here until I call for you—HAVE I MADE MYSELF CLEAR??!"
"Yes Chi-Chi," Goku bowed his head and floated sadly into the air, headed back towards Capsule Corporation.
{A/N}—Thanks for the reviews guys! On with the story!
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Trunks allowed himself a small smile of satisfaction as he read his parents' faces and saw them come to exactly the conclusion he wanted them to come to. *I feel bad about making Goku seem like such a bad guy,* he thought with a bit of remorse, *but there's no other way! Vegeta knows there are no other Saiyans, and if I'm going to stay here while my time machine is fixed I need a cover. If Vegeta found out he was my father it would be potentially disastrous! I need a cover for my origins, and sorry to say it, but you're nominated Goku, er, I mean Daddy.* Trunks snickered to himself silently at the thought.
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Bulma seemed to pull out of her dazed stupor and turned to glare at Goku who still sat oblivious on the grass. "So Goku—why are you here. What do you want?"
As Goku opened his mouth, Trunks quickly cut in, "Bulma. I asked Goku to bring me here. My time machine has broken down and I need your help in fixing it. I don't really know what's wrong with it," Trunks explained, "but I'm sure I can fix it if you would give me access to your lab."
Bulma looked at the boy and sighed. It wasn't HIS fault that Goku was going to turn into a lying cheating jerk.
Bulma sighed. "Of course you can use my lab. I can't image being stranded somewhere with no way home. But—what are we going to call you? It's kind of obvious you don't want to reveal your name for some reason," Bulma shot Goku a dirty look, "but we have to call you something!"
Trunks hesitated for a moment. "Well, why don't you just pick a name and I'll answer to that while I'm here."
Bulma thought for a moment and smiled, "Well, how about Trunks? I always said if I ever had a…" Bulma paused as she saw the boy's eyes widen, and Goku almost fall over again as he just got to his feet. "What? What's up with you guys what did I say?"
Goku grinned widely and asked, "Wow Bulma, how did you kn—brf nmm wzz…"
Trunks quickly clamped down on the older man's mouth and smiled nervously. "Now Goku, heh heh, Trunks is fine. We don't need to say anything else about it, DO WE," he growled down at the wide eyed Goku.
Goku looked from Bulma, to Vegeta, then back to Trunks and shook his head minutely, eyes wide.
Bulma stood there in shock. What had Goku meant? How did I know what? Wait…..is it possible that I guessed correctly? Could this boy's name really be Trunks?
Bulma studied the young man who was just releasing Goku. *His eyes. They look so like my own…could he possibly be….NO! It's impossible! I would never do that to one of my friends…* Bulma's thought trailed off as she turned to stare at Goku in horror, *impossible…*
Vegeta took in the scene as the young man blushed under Bulma's scrutiny. *Was it possible? Was the woman going to have a child with Kakarrott?* For some reason, Vegeta found himself growling deep in his throat. What was this? He felt his anger growing as he stared at Goku, massaging his chin where Trunks had clamped down hard to shut him up.
Goku noticed Vegeta's enraged glare and reached up to scratch his head, confused. *What did I do this time?* Then, looking at the sky, he yelped, noticing the position of the sun.
"Oh no! I was supposed to take Chi-Chi grocery shopping! She's going to kill me if I don't get back soon!" Goku leapt into the air and hovered for a moment, "Bulma I gotta go—take care of Trunks for me ok? See you later Vegeta," Goku called over his shoulder as he sped off towards his house.
Trunks looked up to see his parents staring after Goku. Bulma looked like she was about to die of mortification. Her cheeks were stained red, and her mouth hung slightly open. Vegeta, on the other hand, looked like he wanted to do nothing more than hunt Goku down and kill him.
If Trunks didn't have so much self-control he would have groaned aloud. This was NOT going according to plan!
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Goku landed lightly in front of his house to find Chi-Chi standing there, arms crossed, one hand weighed down by her favorite frying pan.
Goku gulped and raised his hands, "Chi-Chi, I can explain!"
Chi-Chi's face remained neutral, "I'm waiting Goku."
Goku sighed in relief and quickly explained about finding Trunks in the woods and taking him to Capsule Corps. As he finished his explanation he smiled hopefully only to find Chi-Chi's scowling eyes not half a foot from his face.
"What—what is it Chi-Chi?" Goku gulped.
"I'm still waiting for an explanation GOKU as to WHY I have been cooking for Piccolo for the last year, when he just TOLD ME he only DRINKS WATER!" Chi-Chi screamed in his face.
"Oh, that…" BONG
Goku cowered as the frying pan came swinging at his head once again. "Hey, Chi-Chi, I'm sorry, please," yelped Goku running across the yard trailed by a furious Chi-Chi.
"Get out of here Goku! I mean it! I don't want to see your face around here for the next week!"
"But Chi-Chi!"
A loud roar resounded through the valley, "Go stay at Capsule Corp. with that little time traveling friend of yours if you want, but I don't want to see your face around here until I call for you—HAVE I MADE MYSELF CLEAR??!"
"Yes Chi-Chi," Goku bowed his head and floated sadly into the air, headed back towards Capsule Corporation.