[Disclaimer—I am not a crook. Therefore I do hereby claim that I do not
own DB/Z/GT. I also do not own Richard Nixon or any of his speech writers.
Akira Toriyama would have the pleasure of owning DB/Z/GT, whereas I
believe Satan (not Hercule) would have the DUBIOUS pleasure of owning
Nixon.
{A/N}-In situations where confusion might occur, I will be using M. Trunks and M. Pan, but for the most part, you should be able to tell from the story which is which. Tell me if it is confusing and I will try to find a better way. Oh, and thanks for the reviews!]
***Mirai Timeline***
Trunks glanced around nervously at his family strapped in around him. They were actually going to do it. Today. Right now. Trunks wondered what his father would say when he saw him again.
Seeing Pan nod, and hearing the excited giggles of Chibi Goku and Chibi Vegeta from the backseat of the newly remodeled time machine, he reached out and pushed the button, not even bothering to check the controls—he'd checked them a million times before.
Chibi Goku sat in the back poking his brother, excited and entirely oblivious to the fact that while clambering out of the time machine earlier, he had reset those controls. And reset their destinies.
As Chibi Goku poked Chibi Vegeta once again, the time machine disappeared in a flash of white light., headed for the past—or was it? Thanks to Chibi Goku, its destination was unknown.
***Normal Timeline***
Trunks sat drumming his fingers on the steering wheel in obvious frustration. The street was blocked with tourists, and the officer directing traffic looked a bit helpless as he was swamped with hundreds of bodies crossing against his signal.
Ready to scream in frustration, Trunks lightly banged his head against the wheel.
This was not a good day.
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Pan sighed as she stretched her arms above her head. She couldn't BELIEVE she had slept in until almost one!
Thinking back to the party the night before, she smirked. Never mind. She could believe it.
Shading her eyes from the sun, Pan decided to go visit Bra. She was probably in a lot worse condition than Pan at the moment.
Running back in to get her camera, Pan decided that she'd have to stop for film. Evilly, Pan mused to herself that Bra was NOT going to be happy with her.
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The time machine hit the ground with a thump. For a moment, Mirai Trunks thought that something had gone wrong. The scenery had not changed.
Shaking his head Trunks laughed at himself. Of course it hadn't changed much. He'd only set the ship to shift their temporal location—he hadn't changed the physical coordinates.
"Daddy, are we there yet?" a small voice pipped in Trunks' ear.
Trunks turned around to see a pair of eager blue eyes staring into his own.
Trunks suppressed a chuckle. "Yes Veggie, we're here," holding up his hand, he cut off the happy cheers, "but YOU TWO," he glared menacingly at the two pairs of blue eyes staring at him, "are not going anywhere until I talk to your grandpa Vegeta. ALONE," he said sternly, to forestall their pleas.
Their gazes were so sad and disheartened, Trunks felt bad. "Ok, listen up you two. I've got a very important job for you. You," he said pointing at Veggie, "scout the perimeter, and you, Go-chan," he gestured to Chibi Goku, "guard the time machine and your mother from danger until I return. Got it?"
"Yes sir!" they chimed.
Trunks ignored the dirty look Pan gave him about the 'guarding' part. She'd understand.
Raising in the air a few feet, Mirai Trunks smiled and waved at his family as he took off for Capsule Corporation, and the inevitable confrontation with his father.
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Vegeta worked out, alone and annoyed in the Gravity Chamber.
*The boy said he was coming to spar twenty minutes ago. What the hell is taking him so long,* Vegeta thought in annoyance.
Just as he was about ready to go searching for his lost sheep, he felt Trunks' ki approaching.
Vegeta went to the front door to meet him, and then to haul his ass into the Gravity Room. He was annoyed now. Nobody kept him waiting.
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M. Trunks landed lightly in front of the Capsule Corporation building. It was good to see it again after all these years.
Trunks had dressed for the occasion. Straightening his gi nervously, he started towards the door. He knew his father would want to pound on him for awhile—Vegeta never was big on talking. Besides—that's about what their relationship had consisted of—trying to kill each other.
Trunks had felt a moment of hesitation at judging his father so harshly. After all, the last two days he had been here, Vegeta had been mellow to the point of friendliness almost. In the end though, he had decided to be safe rather than sorry.
Walking up to the door, Trunks was surprised to see his father standing there. He opened his mouth to attempt an explanation, when Vegeta broke in harshly, "Boy, get in here right now. Nobody keeps me waiting—I'm going to kick your butt up one side of the gravity chamber and down the other."
M. Trunks suppressed a grimace. Well, looks like he'd been right about his father!
Obediently following Vegeta into the house, Trunks didn't even question his father as to how he had known he was coming. Vegeta was quick. He'd obviously felt M. Trunks' ki approaching and already had enough time to get over the surprise.
Sighing, Trunks crouched into fighting position as his father turned up the gravity to a surprisingly low 300 g's. Trunks would let his father have his fun, and then he would tell him about his family. Vegeta was always more willing to listen after he'd beaten someone into the ground.
Bracing himself, M. Trunks reminded himself not to go to Super Saiyan 2. He couldn't let Vegeta know he'd attained it. Staring his father down across the room, Trunks told himself he was doing this for his family. Crouching, M. Trunks attacked but kept his power suppressed, preparing himself to be beaten into a bloody pulp. Feeling the first blow connect, M. Trunks sent a quick prayer to Kami that his mother had a senzu bean. Vegeta looked pissed.
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After several minutes of sparring with Trunks, Vegeta was getting frustrated. What was the boy playing at?
Everytime Vegeta threw a blow at the boy, he somehow managed to let it connect, without seeming like he was doing so on purpose. But Vegeta knew better. For some reason Trunks was letting him beat him up.
Growling in annoyance, Vegeta powered up and threw a large ki blast at his son, intending on making him defend himself instead of just taking his father's blows.
Vegeta looked on in shock as a mixture of anger, and sadness ran through his son's eyes. Raising his arms, Trunks weakly blocked, letting the blast hurl him across the room and into the wall, where he slumped to the floor and into the waiting darkness.
_____________________
Chibi Goku and Chibi Vegeta knew something was wrong when they felt their father's ki decrease rapidly.
Looking cautiously towards the time machine where their mother was taking a nap, they quietly snuck off, abandoning their sentry duty.
As soon as they were far enough away, the silently took to the air, rising above the clouds for cover. Keeping their ki as low as possible, the Chibi's headed towards their father's weakened ki.
Chibi Vegeta glanced cautiously at his brother, "Go-chan?"
Chibi Goku looked up startled, "Huh?"
"Do you think daddy got captured by some of those bad Army men like back home?" Veggie sniffed.
Chibi Goku's lower lip trembled a little, "I don't know Veggie. But we'll get him. Daddy'll be ok."
Chibi Vegeta's eyes hardened into a glare, "Yeah. Nobody messes with us OR our daddy, right Go-chan?"
Chibi Goku nodded fiercely to his brother. "Right Veggie. Nobody hurts our daddy!"
The two chibi's continued on unknowing, towards their fallen father, a grandfather they had never met, and a whole heap more trouble, as they flew ever closer, to Capsule Corporation.
***Ooh, what's going to happen next! Haha! I know! R&R please!***
{A/N}-In situations where confusion might occur, I will be using M. Trunks and M. Pan, but for the most part, you should be able to tell from the story which is which. Tell me if it is confusing and I will try to find a better way. Oh, and thanks for the reviews!]
***Mirai Timeline***
Trunks glanced around nervously at his family strapped in around him. They were actually going to do it. Today. Right now. Trunks wondered what his father would say when he saw him again.
Seeing Pan nod, and hearing the excited giggles of Chibi Goku and Chibi Vegeta from the backseat of the newly remodeled time machine, he reached out and pushed the button, not even bothering to check the controls—he'd checked them a million times before.
Chibi Goku sat in the back poking his brother, excited and entirely oblivious to the fact that while clambering out of the time machine earlier, he had reset those controls. And reset their destinies.
As Chibi Goku poked Chibi Vegeta once again, the time machine disappeared in a flash of white light., headed for the past—or was it? Thanks to Chibi Goku, its destination was unknown.
***Normal Timeline***
Trunks sat drumming his fingers on the steering wheel in obvious frustration. The street was blocked with tourists, and the officer directing traffic looked a bit helpless as he was swamped with hundreds of bodies crossing against his signal.
Ready to scream in frustration, Trunks lightly banged his head against the wheel.
This was not a good day.
_______________
Pan sighed as she stretched her arms above her head. She couldn't BELIEVE she had slept in until almost one!
Thinking back to the party the night before, she smirked. Never mind. She could believe it.
Shading her eyes from the sun, Pan decided to go visit Bra. She was probably in a lot worse condition than Pan at the moment.
Running back in to get her camera, Pan decided that she'd have to stop for film. Evilly, Pan mused to herself that Bra was NOT going to be happy with her.
_________________
The time machine hit the ground with a thump. For a moment, Mirai Trunks thought that something had gone wrong. The scenery had not changed.
Shaking his head Trunks laughed at himself. Of course it hadn't changed much. He'd only set the ship to shift their temporal location—he hadn't changed the physical coordinates.
"Daddy, are we there yet?" a small voice pipped in Trunks' ear.
Trunks turned around to see a pair of eager blue eyes staring into his own.
Trunks suppressed a chuckle. "Yes Veggie, we're here," holding up his hand, he cut off the happy cheers, "but YOU TWO," he glared menacingly at the two pairs of blue eyes staring at him, "are not going anywhere until I talk to your grandpa Vegeta. ALONE," he said sternly, to forestall their pleas.
Their gazes were so sad and disheartened, Trunks felt bad. "Ok, listen up you two. I've got a very important job for you. You," he said pointing at Veggie, "scout the perimeter, and you, Go-chan," he gestured to Chibi Goku, "guard the time machine and your mother from danger until I return. Got it?"
"Yes sir!" they chimed.
Trunks ignored the dirty look Pan gave him about the 'guarding' part. She'd understand.
Raising in the air a few feet, Mirai Trunks smiled and waved at his family as he took off for Capsule Corporation, and the inevitable confrontation with his father.
_________________
Vegeta worked out, alone and annoyed in the Gravity Chamber.
*The boy said he was coming to spar twenty minutes ago. What the hell is taking him so long,* Vegeta thought in annoyance.
Just as he was about ready to go searching for his lost sheep, he felt Trunks' ki approaching.
Vegeta went to the front door to meet him, and then to haul his ass into the Gravity Room. He was annoyed now. Nobody kept him waiting.
__________________
M. Trunks landed lightly in front of the Capsule Corporation building. It was good to see it again after all these years.
Trunks had dressed for the occasion. Straightening his gi nervously, he started towards the door. He knew his father would want to pound on him for awhile—Vegeta never was big on talking. Besides—that's about what their relationship had consisted of—trying to kill each other.
Trunks had felt a moment of hesitation at judging his father so harshly. After all, the last two days he had been here, Vegeta had been mellow to the point of friendliness almost. In the end though, he had decided to be safe rather than sorry.
Walking up to the door, Trunks was surprised to see his father standing there. He opened his mouth to attempt an explanation, when Vegeta broke in harshly, "Boy, get in here right now. Nobody keeps me waiting—I'm going to kick your butt up one side of the gravity chamber and down the other."
M. Trunks suppressed a grimace. Well, looks like he'd been right about his father!
Obediently following Vegeta into the house, Trunks didn't even question his father as to how he had known he was coming. Vegeta was quick. He'd obviously felt M. Trunks' ki approaching and already had enough time to get over the surprise.
Sighing, Trunks crouched into fighting position as his father turned up the gravity to a surprisingly low 300 g's. Trunks would let his father have his fun, and then he would tell him about his family. Vegeta was always more willing to listen after he'd beaten someone into the ground.
Bracing himself, M. Trunks reminded himself not to go to Super Saiyan 2. He couldn't let Vegeta know he'd attained it. Staring his father down across the room, Trunks told himself he was doing this for his family. Crouching, M. Trunks attacked but kept his power suppressed, preparing himself to be beaten into a bloody pulp. Feeling the first blow connect, M. Trunks sent a quick prayer to Kami that his mother had a senzu bean. Vegeta looked pissed.
____________________
After several minutes of sparring with Trunks, Vegeta was getting frustrated. What was the boy playing at?
Everytime Vegeta threw a blow at the boy, he somehow managed to let it connect, without seeming like he was doing so on purpose. But Vegeta knew better. For some reason Trunks was letting him beat him up.
Growling in annoyance, Vegeta powered up and threw a large ki blast at his son, intending on making him defend himself instead of just taking his father's blows.
Vegeta looked on in shock as a mixture of anger, and sadness ran through his son's eyes. Raising his arms, Trunks weakly blocked, letting the blast hurl him across the room and into the wall, where he slumped to the floor and into the waiting darkness.
_____________________
Chibi Goku and Chibi Vegeta knew something was wrong when they felt their father's ki decrease rapidly.
Looking cautiously towards the time machine where their mother was taking a nap, they quietly snuck off, abandoning their sentry duty.
As soon as they were far enough away, the silently took to the air, rising above the clouds for cover. Keeping their ki as low as possible, the Chibi's headed towards their father's weakened ki.
Chibi Vegeta glanced cautiously at his brother, "Go-chan?"
Chibi Goku looked up startled, "Huh?"
"Do you think daddy got captured by some of those bad Army men like back home?" Veggie sniffed.
Chibi Goku's lower lip trembled a little, "I don't know Veggie. But we'll get him. Daddy'll be ok."
Chibi Vegeta's eyes hardened into a glare, "Yeah. Nobody messes with us OR our daddy, right Go-chan?"
Chibi Goku nodded fiercely to his brother. "Right Veggie. Nobody hurts our daddy!"
The two chibi's continued on unknowing, towards their fallen father, a grandfather they had never met, and a whole heap more trouble, as they flew ever closer, to Capsule Corporation.
***Ooh, what's going to happen next! Haha! I know! R&R please!***