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Okay, first things first. Trunks and Marron are not dating, it's Pan and Trunks. Annnnd, I'm trying to take it slow and not make it rushed or anything like that. Anyways, sorry for the wait. This just hasn't been cooperating with me.
Pan, Trunks, Bra, Goten, Chris and Cody stood in front of a large table with papers, blueprints, and small inventions crammed on it. Bulma clapped her hands together and walked around to the other side of the table so she faced the six.
"First things first. Don't touch anything yet." she said when she saw Cody reaching for a watch looking thing. "Okay. I need to clear this off first so I can get that-" she pointed to a metallic looking thing the size of a go-cart in the corner.
All their heads turned towards it, "Wow, shiny." said Chris. Bulma nodded, "I need it up here. I would use another table, but this is the strongest table I have and, that's quite heavy."
"The table needs to be cleared off. The little trinkets and tiny machines need to be placed -gently- on the table over there. The blueprints need to be stacked, no particular order and set on-" Bulma looked around and pointed to a desk with a laptop on it, "on that desk."
"The odd papers, that aren't blueprints, but still have writing on them, need to be set next to blueprint stack. Now... any questions?" Bulma asked. "Uhm, ya, a mouse just ran off with one of those small machines." said Bra. "What did it look like?"
"It looked like Cody." said Bra.
Bulma stared at her daughter but her eyes traveled to Cody who had his arms behind his back and was looking around innocently. "Set it down. I'll fix it." Cody did as he was told and Bulma shook her head.
"All right. That's all you have to do for now. Go ahead." Bulma walked away to another desk with the trinket Cody had damaged. Trunks picked up one of the small machines and stared at a little wire that was attached to it. He flicked it,
"Hey, mom is this suppos-" the next thing he knew, oil was being squirted all over his face. He groaned. "Goten, could you hand me that towel over... there..."
Trunks looked at Goten who was standing behind him, and had gotten squirted a bit by the oil. "Sorry." Trunks laughed. He walked over and grabbed the towel and wiped his face off then handed it to Goten.
Bra and Pan were stacking the blueprints and every once in a while taking a trinket over to the table. Cody and Christ we're gathering up the miscellaneous papers and Trunks and Goten we're handling the odd machines.
Bulma set the machine Cody broke onto the table with all the others and watched the six of them. When the table was cleared off she walked over to them. "Okay, thank you. Two last things." Bulma walked over to the machine, "Help picking it up?" All the teens walked over to her and the machine and took a spot around it.
"We go on three." said Trunks.
"One... two..." counted Bra. "Why not two?" asked Goten. "All right two." Bra sighed, "One... two..." They lifted the machine up and -quickly- moved it over from its spot in the corner and set it onto the table.
"All right. Now, I need to oil the places the trinkets will be placed in, so... Goten, Bra, and Chris, there's a table in the back down that hall-" Bulma pointed towards it. "get three cans of oil, be careful, because they don't have lids."
The three walked towards the back and found the table and picked up the cans. Chris started walking away with his, then Goten and last Bra. Chris suddenly stopped and moved out of the way of something on the floor, "Watch out, I spilt some."
Goten moved, but Bra didn't hear and slipped on the oil. "Damn it, Goten help me up." Goten sighed and walked back. He took Bra's free handed and pulled her up.
"Thank you." said Bra. Goten looked at Bra and nodded, "Welcome." They made their way back to the rest, "No thanks to Chris I slipped on oil he spilt." said Bra, setting down the can along with Goten.
"Where was it?" asked Bulma.
"I don't know, it was too dark back there." Bulma sighed, "All right. Thanks you guys." said Bulma. "Now... about those hamburgers..." said Goten. Bulma chuckled, "I didn't forget. And you six did a good job. Besides the broken machine."
"I'm going to trust you with this. There's enough money in my purse, for food for all of you. Go buy some food. It's in the kitchen" said Bulma. "Yes!" came Trunks reply. Bulma shook her head, smiling and the six teenagers went back upstairs and into the kitchen. Trunks grabbed his mother's purse and took out the money.
"Come on. We'll take my car again."
Sorry again for the long wait, at least its not as long as last time.
Review?
Okay, first things first. Trunks and Marron are not dating, it's Pan and Trunks. Annnnd, I'm trying to take it slow and not make it rushed or anything like that. Anyways, sorry for the wait. This just hasn't been cooperating with me.
Pan, Trunks, Bra, Goten, Chris and Cody stood in front of a large table with papers, blueprints, and small inventions crammed on it. Bulma clapped her hands together and walked around to the other side of the table so she faced the six.
"First things first. Don't touch anything yet." she said when she saw Cody reaching for a watch looking thing. "Okay. I need to clear this off first so I can get that-" she pointed to a metallic looking thing the size of a go-cart in the corner.
All their heads turned towards it, "Wow, shiny." said Chris. Bulma nodded, "I need it up here. I would use another table, but this is the strongest table I have and, that's quite heavy."
"The table needs to be cleared off. The little trinkets and tiny machines need to be placed -gently- on the table over there. The blueprints need to be stacked, no particular order and set on-" Bulma looked around and pointed to a desk with a laptop on it, "on that desk."
"The odd papers, that aren't blueprints, but still have writing on them, need to be set next to blueprint stack. Now... any questions?" Bulma asked. "Uhm, ya, a mouse just ran off with one of those small machines." said Bra. "What did it look like?"
"It looked like Cody." said Bra.
Bulma stared at her daughter but her eyes traveled to Cody who had his arms behind his back and was looking around innocently. "Set it down. I'll fix it." Cody did as he was told and Bulma shook her head.
"All right. That's all you have to do for now. Go ahead." Bulma walked away to another desk with the trinket Cody had damaged. Trunks picked up one of the small machines and stared at a little wire that was attached to it. He flicked it,
"Hey, mom is this suppos-" the next thing he knew, oil was being squirted all over his face. He groaned. "Goten, could you hand me that towel over... there..."
Trunks looked at Goten who was standing behind him, and had gotten squirted a bit by the oil. "Sorry." Trunks laughed. He walked over and grabbed the towel and wiped his face off then handed it to Goten.
Bra and Pan were stacking the blueprints and every once in a while taking a trinket over to the table. Cody and Christ we're gathering up the miscellaneous papers and Trunks and Goten we're handling the odd machines.
Bulma set the machine Cody broke onto the table with all the others and watched the six of them. When the table was cleared off she walked over to them. "Okay, thank you. Two last things." Bulma walked over to the machine, "Help picking it up?" All the teens walked over to her and the machine and took a spot around it.
"We go on three." said Trunks.
"One... two..." counted Bra. "Why not two?" asked Goten. "All right two." Bra sighed, "One... two..." They lifted the machine up and -quickly- moved it over from its spot in the corner and set it onto the table.
"All right. Now, I need to oil the places the trinkets will be placed in, so... Goten, Bra, and Chris, there's a table in the back down that hall-" Bulma pointed towards it. "get three cans of oil, be careful, because they don't have lids."
The three walked towards the back and found the table and picked up the cans. Chris started walking away with his, then Goten and last Bra. Chris suddenly stopped and moved out of the way of something on the floor, "Watch out, I spilt some."
Goten moved, but Bra didn't hear and slipped on the oil. "Damn it, Goten help me up." Goten sighed and walked back. He took Bra's free handed and pulled her up.
"Thank you." said Bra. Goten looked at Bra and nodded, "Welcome." They made their way back to the rest, "No thanks to Chris I slipped on oil he spilt." said Bra, setting down the can along with Goten.
"Where was it?" asked Bulma.
"I don't know, it was too dark back there." Bulma sighed, "All right. Thanks you guys." said Bulma. "Now... about those hamburgers..." said Goten. Bulma chuckled, "I didn't forget. And you six did a good job. Besides the broken machine."
"I'm going to trust you with this. There's enough money in my purse, for food for all of you. Go buy some food. It's in the kitchen" said Bulma. "Yes!" came Trunks reply. Bulma shook her head, smiling and the six teenagers went back upstairs and into the kitchen. Trunks grabbed his mother's purse and took out the money.
"Come on. We'll take my car again."
Sorry again for the long wait, at least its not as long as last time.
Review?