One bright day in Krillin was walking home from the grocery store with a bag full of Buddha's hands (a fruit thingy- I think.) he was getting for 18's Tupperware party.
"God Dammit!" muttered Krillin, dodging a mud puddle. "She has just ONE kid, and she turns into freaking Martha Stewart! Why do I have to get HER fruit anyways? It makes no sense."
Well this would be a regular day in which Krillin just bitched and moaned, but then a really absurd thing happened.
"Boo!" came a little voice from behind him. Krillin turned around quickly, catching only a glimpse orange and black. "Goten!" Krillin cried angrily. "Show me your damn ugly face!" He heard giggling behind him. He spun.
"Dammit, Go~!" Krillin stopped, confused. There was Chibi Trunks...but...
His hair was dyed black, and he was wearing Goten's orange gi. "What the fuck?!!"
Trunks giggled, a huge anime grin obstructing half his face. "I stole Goten's stuff. Now I'm doing bad things and going to blame it on him! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" he laughed evilly.
"Hey, you can't do that! That's wrong!" "What're you gonna do, tell on me, pachinko head?" cried Trunks, pulling something out from behind his back.
[The power pole!] Thought Krillin "You better give that power pole right back to Goku, or I'm kicking your ass!" He shouted.
"Krillin, you little bitch!" shouted Trunks. "You can walk the walk but you can't talk the talk. That's why everyone hates you, you know. You suck at everything!"
"Hey!" Krillin started, "Well, excuse me! Sorry my life is boring you!" He mumbled, slightly hurt.
Trunks started laughing so hard he couldn't stop. He laughed until tears came to his eyes. He started to gain composure when... he looked at Krillin's pathetic face and started laughing again.
Krillin ran a hand through his hair, exasperated. "Listen, I have to get home..." he muttered.
"Power Pole extend!" Trunks cried, conking Krillin out with a single blow.
As he fell unconscious, the bag of Buddha's hands flew through the air and landed with a 'plop' at Trunk's feet.
"What are these?"
He picked up one of the fruits. They were green, long, and spiral-shaped, like an old man's hands. He examined it closely, and then took a bite. He let out a sigh.
"These are fucking awesome!!!" the Goten-lookalike yelled.
He flew off with the whole bag of them, laughing evilly like his father taught him.
"God Dammit!" muttered Krillin, dodging a mud puddle. "She has just ONE kid, and she turns into freaking Martha Stewart! Why do I have to get HER fruit anyways? It makes no sense."
Well this would be a regular day in which Krillin just bitched and moaned, but then a really absurd thing happened.
"Boo!" came a little voice from behind him. Krillin turned around quickly, catching only a glimpse orange and black. "Goten!" Krillin cried angrily. "Show me your damn ugly face!" He heard giggling behind him. He spun.
"Dammit, Go~!" Krillin stopped, confused. There was Chibi Trunks...but...
His hair was dyed black, and he was wearing Goten's orange gi. "What the fuck?!!"
Trunks giggled, a huge anime grin obstructing half his face. "I stole Goten's stuff. Now I'm doing bad things and going to blame it on him! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" he laughed evilly.
"Hey, you can't do that! That's wrong!" "What're you gonna do, tell on me, pachinko head?" cried Trunks, pulling something out from behind his back.
[The power pole!] Thought Krillin "You better give that power pole right back to Goku, or I'm kicking your ass!" He shouted.
"Krillin, you little bitch!" shouted Trunks. "You can walk the walk but you can't talk the talk. That's why everyone hates you, you know. You suck at everything!"
"Hey!" Krillin started, "Well, excuse me! Sorry my life is boring you!" He mumbled, slightly hurt.
Trunks started laughing so hard he couldn't stop. He laughed until tears came to his eyes. He started to gain composure when... he looked at Krillin's pathetic face and started laughing again.
Krillin ran a hand through his hair, exasperated. "Listen, I have to get home..." he muttered.
"Power Pole extend!" Trunks cried, conking Krillin out with a single blow.
As he fell unconscious, the bag of Buddha's hands flew through the air and landed with a 'plop' at Trunk's feet.
"What are these?"
He picked up one of the fruits. They were green, long, and spiral-shaped, like an old man's hands. He examined it closely, and then took a bite. He let out a sigh.
"These are fucking awesome!!!" the Goten-lookalike yelled.
He flew off with the whole bag of them, laughing evilly like his father taught him.