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COMPUTER! AC!!! DOGGY!!! KITTY!!!!! SOFT WATER BED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am back! Oh yea! Family reunion plus side: I hope to get more Christmas presents. Down side: Lots of people got drunk. I can't STAND the smell of alcohol; I get a migraine from it. I also went to Ground Zero and all that other stuff. When my computer was dialing up for the Internet, I was like 'Oh how I missed that sound!!!!!!!!!!!' When I got home from a long plane ride, gave the cat a big hug, same as me dog, dropped my bags in my room and ran to my computer, kissed it, and dialed up. Oh water bed. I think you will be on 70 tonight and the AC turned down to 75. The simple things in life.
'I wonder when they will return Trunks.' A woman who looked like Bulma but older thought as she was sipping some of her coffee while reading the paper, 'He does need a break, I hand that to him.' She said and sighed, it was pretty quiet around Capsule Corp. She then heard footsteps. Trunks had finally come home, even though he has not gone for long, she still missed him.
"Catch this one dad!" Goten called out to his dad and the ball became a blur, and Goku caught it. They were playing football in the moonlight, or super speed football is more like it
"Good one Goten! But can you catch this?" Goku asked threw the ball (AN: Uh, no duh.)
"What?! Ah!" Goten shouted as some thing wised past him, nearly hitting him.
'Uh. guess not.' Goku thought. "Sorry about that Goten!" He called at his look a like who had very big eyes.
"You could have at least asked if I was ready dad! Now we have to find it!" Goten shouted back, a little mad.
"Sorry. uh heh heh. Well, we better get started." Goku shouted back scratching the back of his head and started towards the mountains, and Goten fallowed dragging his feet.
"Welcome home Tru- Ah! Piccolo?!" Bulma said almost dropping her coffee cup in surprise and her mouth hanging open. "Is some thing bad happening in your time?" Bulma asked after she recovered from the shock and offered him a seat, and he gladly took it, he was a little dizzy.
"I would not call it planetary trouble, more like your family in our time type of trouble. I came to warn you of a visitor that will be coming soon, and I am afraid your son wont be home for some time. I must leave now; the Dende in our time wants me to get back as soon as possible. He should be here soon. His life resides in your hand." Piccolo said standing up, and noticed that the machine did not come with him. "Would your time machine be working?" He asked as he turned back to Mirai Bulma. She smiled, stood up and beckoned him to fallow her to her lab.
"Dad, did you find it yet?!" Goten whined. They had spent countless hours looking for the stupid football in the mountains and forest by their home.
"Not yet Goten. Just think this as a adventure (AN: If you are wondering where I got 'think this as a adventure from, my mom says that a lot when she gets lost.) okay?" Goku said looking under a bush.
'Think this as a adventure.' Goten mimicked sarcastically in his mind, he was getting hungry! "Dad can't we just give up? We can always go and buy another one-"
Goten then was interrupted by his father, who just then, found their football. in a bunch of thorns, "EOUCH! Uh, I got it." Goku said his face tensed up due to the amount of thorns in his arm.
Goten shook his head, he did not get it. How can his father, strongest guy in the universe, but could not deal with little thorns and be ruled by his MOTHER. Well, he would save that thought for later, right now he was HUNGRY and wanted to go HOME. "Come on dad! I am hungry and I want to go home!" Goten pleaded. Then Gokus stomach growled in reply and the look a likes took of for home.
'I wonder what Piccolo meant by an arrival some time soon? Oh well, I am sure to know some time soon.' Mirai Bulma thought as she placed some new red sheets on the bed in the ruby red painted guest bedroom and then pulled the thick red comforter that had gold and emerald green stitching over the bed and placed the red pillows that had gold and green trimming at the top. After she was done with that, she opened the shade of the rather large window and pulled aside the emerald green long curtains that fell to the floor and tied a gold drapery cord around them and let the sun wash the cheerful room with light. Bulma then took out her feather duster and walked over to the oak wood waist high dresser that was recently polished by the maid and dusted it and then dusted the oak wood desk that was on the other wall and pushed in the emerald green padded chair. She was done, and the room shone with her work. She smiled happily and left to head to the living room.
As she walked down the halls that had pictures of her family hanging, she passed by one of Trunks as a baby with her husband holding him in tender arms scowling at the camera and her self by his side smiling. She looked at the picture and felt a tear slide down her cheek as she choked back the tears and the memories. She did not want to remember. Remembering would bring back the pain of the great loss, and she would not do that, could not.
Later that morning Pan woke up rather early for a Sunday, due to her mothers cooking. She smelled maple sausage, pancakes and eggs sunny side up. She knew exactly what she was making, because her dad and her self pleaded for the same thing every Sunday. So Videl then decided to make it for her family every single Sunday weather or not they wanted it. Sure to Videl it got boring, but some how not to her family.
"Good morning Pan, you are up rather early, are you feeling all right?" Videl asked while she was standing by the stove and lifted the last pancake off of the pan and put it on the tall stack for her husband and put it in the oven to keep warm as she put five packs of sausages on the pan and cracked some eggs and put them on the pan beside it. She then turned to face her daughter wearing a pick nightshirt and rubbing the sleep out of her eyes half-heartedly.
"I am fine mom." Pan said in a groggy annoyed voice. She did not like her mother asking questions at this time of the morning. "I just got up to the smell of this stuff." Pan said as her stomach rumbled. Videl smiled, daughter like father.
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Story Advertising: The Gift Of A Mother by Novawings Rating: PG Story ID: 782072 This is a great B/L fan fiction story that has some fluff to it. It is kinda sad in the beginning when Leena gets a gift from her mom; lets say it acts like an Ultimate X, but I don't know if it is. We also find out in this story that Leenas' mom died of cancer. Over all, I give this story an A. Why an A you may ask? I guess you will go and have to find out your self by reading! About: Zoids - PG - English - General/General - Chapters: 5 - Words: 5734 - Published: 05-17-02
Well, another chapter done! Please review because it keeps me some how writing.
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COMPUTER! AC!!! DOGGY!!! KITTY!!!!! SOFT WATER BED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am back! Oh yea! Family reunion plus side: I hope to get more Christmas presents. Down side: Lots of people got drunk. I can't STAND the smell of alcohol; I get a migraine from it. I also went to Ground Zero and all that other stuff. When my computer was dialing up for the Internet, I was like 'Oh how I missed that sound!!!!!!!!!!!' When I got home from a long plane ride, gave the cat a big hug, same as me dog, dropped my bags in my room and ran to my computer, kissed it, and dialed up. Oh water bed. I think you will be on 70 tonight and the AC turned down to 75. The simple things in life.
'I wonder when they will return Trunks.' A woman who looked like Bulma but older thought as she was sipping some of her coffee while reading the paper, 'He does need a break, I hand that to him.' She said and sighed, it was pretty quiet around Capsule Corp. She then heard footsteps. Trunks had finally come home, even though he has not gone for long, she still missed him.
"Catch this one dad!" Goten called out to his dad and the ball became a blur, and Goku caught it. They were playing football in the moonlight, or super speed football is more like it
"Good one Goten! But can you catch this?" Goku asked threw the ball (AN: Uh, no duh.)
"What?! Ah!" Goten shouted as some thing wised past him, nearly hitting him.
'Uh. guess not.' Goku thought. "Sorry about that Goten!" He called at his look a like who had very big eyes.
"You could have at least asked if I was ready dad! Now we have to find it!" Goten shouted back, a little mad.
"Sorry. uh heh heh. Well, we better get started." Goku shouted back scratching the back of his head and started towards the mountains, and Goten fallowed dragging his feet.
"Welcome home Tru- Ah! Piccolo?!" Bulma said almost dropping her coffee cup in surprise and her mouth hanging open. "Is some thing bad happening in your time?" Bulma asked after she recovered from the shock and offered him a seat, and he gladly took it, he was a little dizzy.
"I would not call it planetary trouble, more like your family in our time type of trouble. I came to warn you of a visitor that will be coming soon, and I am afraid your son wont be home for some time. I must leave now; the Dende in our time wants me to get back as soon as possible. He should be here soon. His life resides in your hand." Piccolo said standing up, and noticed that the machine did not come with him. "Would your time machine be working?" He asked as he turned back to Mirai Bulma. She smiled, stood up and beckoned him to fallow her to her lab.
"Dad, did you find it yet?!" Goten whined. They had spent countless hours looking for the stupid football in the mountains and forest by their home.
"Not yet Goten. Just think this as a adventure (AN: If you are wondering where I got 'think this as a adventure from, my mom says that a lot when she gets lost.) okay?" Goku said looking under a bush.
'Think this as a adventure.' Goten mimicked sarcastically in his mind, he was getting hungry! "Dad can't we just give up? We can always go and buy another one-"
Goten then was interrupted by his father, who just then, found their football. in a bunch of thorns, "EOUCH! Uh, I got it." Goku said his face tensed up due to the amount of thorns in his arm.
Goten shook his head, he did not get it. How can his father, strongest guy in the universe, but could not deal with little thorns and be ruled by his MOTHER. Well, he would save that thought for later, right now he was HUNGRY and wanted to go HOME. "Come on dad! I am hungry and I want to go home!" Goten pleaded. Then Gokus stomach growled in reply and the look a likes took of for home.
'I wonder what Piccolo meant by an arrival some time soon? Oh well, I am sure to know some time soon.' Mirai Bulma thought as she placed some new red sheets on the bed in the ruby red painted guest bedroom and then pulled the thick red comforter that had gold and emerald green stitching over the bed and placed the red pillows that had gold and green trimming at the top. After she was done with that, she opened the shade of the rather large window and pulled aside the emerald green long curtains that fell to the floor and tied a gold drapery cord around them and let the sun wash the cheerful room with light. Bulma then took out her feather duster and walked over to the oak wood waist high dresser that was recently polished by the maid and dusted it and then dusted the oak wood desk that was on the other wall and pushed in the emerald green padded chair. She was done, and the room shone with her work. She smiled happily and left to head to the living room.
As she walked down the halls that had pictures of her family hanging, she passed by one of Trunks as a baby with her husband holding him in tender arms scowling at the camera and her self by his side smiling. She looked at the picture and felt a tear slide down her cheek as she choked back the tears and the memories. She did not want to remember. Remembering would bring back the pain of the great loss, and she would not do that, could not.
Later that morning Pan woke up rather early for a Sunday, due to her mothers cooking. She smelled maple sausage, pancakes and eggs sunny side up. She knew exactly what she was making, because her dad and her self pleaded for the same thing every Sunday. So Videl then decided to make it for her family every single Sunday weather or not they wanted it. Sure to Videl it got boring, but some how not to her family.
"Good morning Pan, you are up rather early, are you feeling all right?" Videl asked while she was standing by the stove and lifted the last pancake off of the pan and put it on the tall stack for her husband and put it in the oven to keep warm as she put five packs of sausages on the pan and cracked some eggs and put them on the pan beside it. She then turned to face her daughter wearing a pick nightshirt and rubbing the sleep out of her eyes half-heartedly.
"I am fine mom." Pan said in a groggy annoyed voice. She did not like her mother asking questions at this time of the morning. "I just got up to the smell of this stuff." Pan said as her stomach rumbled. Videl smiled, daughter like father.
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Story Advertising: The Gift Of A Mother by Novawings Rating: PG Story ID: 782072 This is a great B/L fan fiction story that has some fluff to it. It is kinda sad in the beginning when Leena gets a gift from her mom; lets say it acts like an Ultimate X, but I don't know if it is. We also find out in this story that Leenas' mom died of cancer. Over all, I give this story an A. Why an A you may ask? I guess you will go and have to find out your self by reading! About: Zoids - PG - English - General/General - Chapters: 5 - Words: 5734 - Published: 05-17-02
Well, another chapter done! Please review because it keeps me some how writing.
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