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Vegeta stared across the room at where his son lay. *Why the hell did the boy do that?* he thought in shock.
Stomping across the GR, Vegeta punched the intercom that was connected with Bulma's lab. "Woman—are you there?"
"Vegeta," came Bulma's tinny voice through the speaker, "how many times do I have to tell you I have a name? I mean seriously, we've been--"
Vegeta broke in, "Fine, Bulma. Just listen to me for a second, alright?!"
Bulma put down the project she was working on and gave Vegeta her full attention. He never called her by name unless it was important—it was almost a game to them now. "What is it Vegeta—what's wrong?"
"It's the brat—we were sparring—do you have any Senzu Beans?"
"WHAT?! Vegeta! What did you to my baby?!"
"I didn't do anything woman—he should have blocked that blast easily! I don't know what's gotten into him. Something's wrong…"
"Fine Vegeta, I'll be right there, ok? Just stay with him."
"Just hurry up woman, I don't have all day." Cutting the intercom, Vegeta stormed across the room, turning Trunks onto his back. He cursed when he noticed a deep cut across his son's forhead. *What the hell was Trunks thinking?*
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"Hey Goku, do you feel that?"
Chibi Goku looked up at his brother's question. "Feel what Veggie?"
Chibi Vegeta squealed with delight and pointed down to a large yellow domed house with the letters CC on it. A figure had just finished pulling up the long driveway.
The person got out, encapsulated the car, and then began walking across the grass—it was….Chibi Goku gasped, "Daddy!"
Chibi Vegeta nodded, "Yup! Let's go see what happened, Go-chan!"
Chibi Goku smiled, "OK!"
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Trunks rubbed his aching forehead. Maybe banging it on the steering wheel so many times hadn't been a good idea.
Happy to be home, Trunks strode off across the grass towards the GR. His father was NOT going to be pleased to have been kept waiting.
Trunks was about to break into a jog, when he was head on by a brick wall. Or at least that's what it felt like. Looking up he found himself staring into a pair of sparkling blue eyes. "Ugh," he muttered intelligently.
"Daddy, are you ok?" Chibi Goku inquired worriedly.
"Wh-what?" Shaking his head, Trunks climbed to his feet to see two miniature versions of—well—HIMSELF standing in front of him. Well, at least it's what he would have looked like if he'd had his father's horrible hair! Trunks shook off his shock, "Umm, I'm sorry little boy, what did you call me?"
Chibi Vegeta gave him an odd look, and Chibi Goku looked confused. "Daddy?"
Although Trunks just chuckled nervously, *OHMYGODOMYGODOHMYGOD…* was running through his head. His mind was racing. *I was always careful, wasn't I? I mean I know I've gotten around a bit, but, oh shit, this can't be real—I mean, they look just like me—they have my father's hair for Kami's sake! OHSHITOHSHITOHSHIT…*
Trunks cleared his throat, "So, uh, who told you I was your daddy?"
Chibi Vegeta cocked his head. Why was his father acting so strange? Was this an effect of what they'd sensed earlier when his ki had plummeted? Veggie decided to answer. Better safe than sorry! "Well, I guess mommy told us that you're our daddy!"
Trunks was almost hyperventilating, "And, uh, just who's your mommy," he asked nervously, praying he remembered her name.
Chibi Goku giggled, "You're being silly daddy! You know mommy's name is Pan!"
Trunks' eyes bugged out. He—and Pan—KIDS?!?!?!?! It was just too much for his poor overloaded mind to take. He toppled to the ground like a board, hitting with a loud, satisfying THUMP. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, he was out like a light, and not going to wake up for a LOOONG time to come!
Chibi Vegeta stared at his fallen father in horror, "You—you KILLED him Go- chan!"
Chibi Goku's eyes welled up with tears, "I did not Veggie, take that back! I can still feel his ki!"
"Ok, ok fine, but you did something to him."
"What's wrong with daddy Veggie?"
"I-I don't know Go-chan. Maybe we should take cover and secure the perimeter before we try to find out."
Chibi Goku's eyes lit up, "Like at home?"
Veggie nodded, "Yeah. Let's hide daddy, then we can check this place out."
Dragging Trunks' unconscious body into a nearby bush, they split up to check out Capsule Corporation, and, hopefully, find out why their daddy was acting so weird!
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Mirai Pan woke up with a start. She quickly looked at her watch, which only confirmed her suspicion. She hadn't been woken up by playful shrieks and thumps for the last half an hour.
Listening closely outside, M. Pan realized that she couldn't hear anything at all.
Quickly climbing out of the time machine, Mirai Pan mentally berated herself, *How could I be so stupid? I just closed my eyes for a second!* Annoyed beyond reason, she felt like screaming. Instead, she extended her ki, and felt around for her children. She got nothing.
Pan was starting to get worried. Why would they suppress their ki? It came to her in a flash. Hide and seek! The boy's loved the game—especially the element where they would try to disguise their ki signatures as something else. Pan chuckled a little as she remembered little Goku tricking his father into thinking he was a dinosaur.
M. Pan extended her ki sense a bit more, and was startled to find two strong ki signatures nearby. They didn't seem like the kids' ki, nor did they mimic the ki of an animal, but they were too strong to be the ki signatures of a normal human.
Mirai Pan started off in the general direction of the ki signatures, a little smirk tugging at her lips. Those boys were going to be in sooooooo much trouble!
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"Videl, would you pass the salt," Gohan asked, his nose stuck in a book.
Videl smiled across the table at her husband of nearly twenty years. Some things never changed. With an evil grin, she passed Gohan a container, which he dumped over his food without looking.
Gohan yelped as milk splashed out of the glass and all over his shirt. "Videeeel! What was THAT for?"
Videl snorted and turned away from the table. "That's for ignoring me."
Gohan just groaned and went to go change his shirt. Even after twenty years, he still didn't get her sometimes. "Women," he muttered under his breath.
"I heard that Son Gohan!" came Videl's voice from below.
*Women,* Gohan muttered, this time, mentally.
A voice snickered in his ear. *I heard that one too.*
Gohan sighed. This was going to be a long day.
***Well that's it for today! What mischief and mayhem is in store for the next 'episode'? Stay tuned and FIND OUT! (Muahaha, I always wanted to say that!) R&R please!***
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Vegeta stared across the room at where his son lay. *Why the hell did the boy do that?* he thought in shock.
Stomping across the GR, Vegeta punched the intercom that was connected with Bulma's lab. "Woman—are you there?"
"Vegeta," came Bulma's tinny voice through the speaker, "how many times do I have to tell you I have a name? I mean seriously, we've been--"
Vegeta broke in, "Fine, Bulma. Just listen to me for a second, alright?!"
Bulma put down the project she was working on and gave Vegeta her full attention. He never called her by name unless it was important—it was almost a game to them now. "What is it Vegeta—what's wrong?"
"It's the brat—we were sparring—do you have any Senzu Beans?"
"WHAT?! Vegeta! What did you to my baby?!"
"I didn't do anything woman—he should have blocked that blast easily! I don't know what's gotten into him. Something's wrong…"
"Fine Vegeta, I'll be right there, ok? Just stay with him."
"Just hurry up woman, I don't have all day." Cutting the intercom, Vegeta stormed across the room, turning Trunks onto his back. He cursed when he noticed a deep cut across his son's forhead. *What the hell was Trunks thinking?*
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"Hey Goku, do you feel that?"
Chibi Goku looked up at his brother's question. "Feel what Veggie?"
Chibi Vegeta squealed with delight and pointed down to a large yellow domed house with the letters CC on it. A figure had just finished pulling up the long driveway.
The person got out, encapsulated the car, and then began walking across the grass—it was….Chibi Goku gasped, "Daddy!"
Chibi Vegeta nodded, "Yup! Let's go see what happened, Go-chan!"
Chibi Goku smiled, "OK!"
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Trunks rubbed his aching forehead. Maybe banging it on the steering wheel so many times hadn't been a good idea.
Happy to be home, Trunks strode off across the grass towards the GR. His father was NOT going to be pleased to have been kept waiting.
Trunks was about to break into a jog, when he was head on by a brick wall. Or at least that's what it felt like. Looking up he found himself staring into a pair of sparkling blue eyes. "Ugh," he muttered intelligently.
"Daddy, are you ok?" Chibi Goku inquired worriedly.
"Wh-what?" Shaking his head, Trunks climbed to his feet to see two miniature versions of—well—HIMSELF standing in front of him. Well, at least it's what he would have looked like if he'd had his father's horrible hair! Trunks shook off his shock, "Umm, I'm sorry little boy, what did you call me?"
Chibi Vegeta gave him an odd look, and Chibi Goku looked confused. "Daddy?"
Although Trunks just chuckled nervously, *OHMYGODOMYGODOHMYGOD…* was running through his head. His mind was racing. *I was always careful, wasn't I? I mean I know I've gotten around a bit, but, oh shit, this can't be real—I mean, they look just like me—they have my father's hair for Kami's sake! OHSHITOHSHITOHSHIT…*
Trunks cleared his throat, "So, uh, who told you I was your daddy?"
Chibi Vegeta cocked his head. Why was his father acting so strange? Was this an effect of what they'd sensed earlier when his ki had plummeted? Veggie decided to answer. Better safe than sorry! "Well, I guess mommy told us that you're our daddy!"
Trunks was almost hyperventilating, "And, uh, just who's your mommy," he asked nervously, praying he remembered her name.
Chibi Goku giggled, "You're being silly daddy! You know mommy's name is Pan!"
Trunks' eyes bugged out. He—and Pan—KIDS?!?!?!?! It was just too much for his poor overloaded mind to take. He toppled to the ground like a board, hitting with a loud, satisfying THUMP. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, he was out like a light, and not going to wake up for a LOOONG time to come!
Chibi Vegeta stared at his fallen father in horror, "You—you KILLED him Go- chan!"
Chibi Goku's eyes welled up with tears, "I did not Veggie, take that back! I can still feel his ki!"
"Ok, ok fine, but you did something to him."
"What's wrong with daddy Veggie?"
"I-I don't know Go-chan. Maybe we should take cover and secure the perimeter before we try to find out."
Chibi Goku's eyes lit up, "Like at home?"
Veggie nodded, "Yeah. Let's hide daddy, then we can check this place out."
Dragging Trunks' unconscious body into a nearby bush, they split up to check out Capsule Corporation, and, hopefully, find out why their daddy was acting so weird!
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Mirai Pan woke up with a start. She quickly looked at her watch, which only confirmed her suspicion. She hadn't been woken up by playful shrieks and thumps for the last half an hour.
Listening closely outside, M. Pan realized that she couldn't hear anything at all.
Quickly climbing out of the time machine, Mirai Pan mentally berated herself, *How could I be so stupid? I just closed my eyes for a second!* Annoyed beyond reason, she felt like screaming. Instead, she extended her ki, and felt around for her children. She got nothing.
Pan was starting to get worried. Why would they suppress their ki? It came to her in a flash. Hide and seek! The boy's loved the game—especially the element where they would try to disguise their ki signatures as something else. Pan chuckled a little as she remembered little Goku tricking his father into thinking he was a dinosaur.
M. Pan extended her ki sense a bit more, and was startled to find two strong ki signatures nearby. They didn't seem like the kids' ki, nor did they mimic the ki of an animal, but they were too strong to be the ki signatures of a normal human.
Mirai Pan started off in the general direction of the ki signatures, a little smirk tugging at her lips. Those boys were going to be in sooooooo much trouble!
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"Videl, would you pass the salt," Gohan asked, his nose stuck in a book.
Videl smiled across the table at her husband of nearly twenty years. Some things never changed. With an evil grin, she passed Gohan a container, which he dumped over his food without looking.
Gohan yelped as milk splashed out of the glass and all over his shirt. "Videeeel! What was THAT for?"
Videl snorted and turned away from the table. "That's for ignoring me."
Gohan just groaned and went to go change his shirt. Even after twenty years, he still didn't get her sometimes. "Women," he muttered under his breath.
"I heard that Son Gohan!" came Videl's voice from below.
*Women,* Gohan muttered, this time, mentally.
A voice snickered in his ear. *I heard that one too.*
Gohan sighed. This was going to be a long day.
***Well that's it for today! What mischief and mayhem is in store for the next 'episode'? Stay tuned and FIND OUT! (Muahaha, I always wanted to say that!) R&R please!***