Bulma woke up with the early morning's sun streaming through the window. She slipped out of bed careful not to wake Vegeta and left the bedroom. She glided down the hall in silent slippers and opened Chibi Trunks' door. An empty room met her eyes.
"Hmmm." She shut the door and cracked open Mirai Trunks' door and grinned at what she saw. Little white feathers where spread across the room, covering everything like a blanket of snow, the gutted pillow flat on the floor. She looked up and saw both Trunkses asleep on the bed. Mirai Trunks was shoved against the wall, one hand resting on his chest and the other thrown across the bed, his hand dangling off the edge. Chibi Trunks was using Mirai Trunks' stomach as a pillow, his legs hanging off the side of the bed. Bulma ran and got her camera from downstairs and dashed back up to take a picture. It was just too good of an opportunity to miss! She raised the camera to her eye and pressed the button. A flash filled the room and Bulma froze. But the only thing that happened was Chibi Trunks groaned and rolled over on his side, cuddling up to Mirai Trunks. She went and attached the camera to the developer and went to make breakfast. Cooking for two Saiyans was hard enough, but three! Bulma shook her head. She had some work to do. She began cooking and picked up her cordless phone and dialed. The phone rang once…twice…th—a click and a young voice on the other line said:
"Hello?"
"GOTEN!" Bulma could hear Gohan say quite clearly through the phone, "You're not suppose to pick up the phone!"
"But no one else was getting it!" Goten said.
"Gimmie that!" There was some static as the phone changed hands.
"Hello?" Gohan said.
"Hi Gohan, it's me."
"Bulma! Hi! Sorry about Goten." He said and Bulma laughed.
"No problem!"
"Sooo, what's up?"
"I thought about doing something special for Trunks tonight."
"Uh, which Trunks?"
"Trunks!" Bulma heard Goten say.
"Goten! Quiet!"
"The future one of course! I'm going to need some help with this thing, maybe you and Goten could come over and help?"
"Hold on, let me ask Mom."
"Okay, put Goten on then."
"Hello?"
"Hi Goten."
"Hi Bulma!"
"Do you want to come over and help Trunks and I with something?"
"Yeah!" Bulma then heard a pause, "Gohan says that mom says that it's okay."
"Good, put Gohan back on."
" 'Kay, bye!"
"Hi Bulma." Gohan said.
"I want to keep this kinda hush-hush okay? And can you contact the rest of the gang? I'm sure they'd want to come."
"Yeah, sure"
"Thanks, put Goten back on."
"Okay, bye Bulma. Hey Goten!" there was another pause, then Bulma heard a soft 'here'.
"Trunks?" Goten asked.
"Nope, still me. But hold on a second."
"Okay."
Chibi Trunks came into the kitchen rubbing sleep out of his eyes. Mirai Trunks was behind him doing the same.
"Here Trunks." Bulma handed Chibi Trunks the phone.
"Hello?" Trunks said, Bulma could hear a loud 'Trunks!' quite clearly out of the phone and now knew why he seemed not to hear her lately when she gave him a chore to do. "Goten!" Trunks said grinning, "Hey Guess what!" he dashed out of the room and Bulma laughed.
"Did you have a good sleep?" Bulma asked Mirai Trunks.
"Yes I did, thanks."
"You two are going to have to clean up that mess you made in that room you know." Trunks looked at her in surprise and Bulma grinned at him. "You two look so cute sleeping like that. I even got a picture!" Vegeta come into the room.
"Where's my breakfast?"
"Hold your horses or you won't get any!" Bulma snapped at him and Chibi Trunks wandered in again through a different door then he ran out of. He was still talking on the phone and gesturing wildly in the air with his free hand.
"—exploded! There were feathers everywhere! It was—" Chibi Trunks walked out yet another door and his sentence was cut short.
"Feathers?" Vegeta asked looking at Mirai Trunks.
"We got into a pillow fight," he explained, "I lost." Bulma laughed and a flash of pride shown for an instant in Vegeta's eyes, but was smothered quickly.