Nina the hunted
chapter 3
who?
by sophie
sailorverystupid@sailormoon.com
or
SophieKear@aol.com
AN: Just outta interest, of all my fics, could my regular readers (ooh, that sounds posh) gimme an Idea of what fic is better, MOS, Nina, or my newest, Legacy
And can my new readers (ditto) *read* MOS and Legacy, and gimme an idea of what's better
DISCLAIMER: Truuuuuuuuuunks uh, I mean, I don't own any of the Dragon Ball Z charachters :'(
"Not...my"
"sister" she finished "I'm sorry"
"don't be, she IS my sister, she HAS to be"
"sorry Trunks, bring her up here, look into her eyes"
"what do you think I am, a HYPNOTIST?????"
"Trunks" It was Goten
"Just do it, prove her wrong"
"NO! I don't need to, I already know she's wrong"
"Then prove it..."she said
Trunks sighed, he knew she was right, he'd seen it himself a few times, that look, but he'd just ignored it, prayed it was, like, early puberty or something, but now Nina had seen it too.
He moved slowly to the stairs, called out her name
"BRA?!!" he ignored the sniggers coming from the room next door (come on now, we've all done it)
"YEAH?" she called from downatairs
"STOP MESSING ME AROUND YOU BRAT COME UPSTAIRS NOW"
"STOP MESSING ME AROUND YOU BRAT COME UPSTAIRS NOW...WHAT?" she shouted up
"STOP MESSING ME AROUND YOU BRAT COME UPSTAIRS NOW OR ELSE I'LL TELL MUM WHO MADE THAT HOLE IN YOUR BEDCOVER"
There was a *brief* pause (I know, Bad joke, I just couldn't resist it) before heavy footsteps up the stairs.
Trunks sat her down on the bed, took a deep breath, looked into her eyes and said
"Bra? Who are you?"
chapter 3
who?
by sophie
sailorverystupid@sailormoon.com
or
SophieKear@aol.com
AN: Just outta interest, of all my fics, could my regular readers (ooh, that sounds posh) gimme an Idea of what fic is better, MOS, Nina, or my newest, Legacy
And can my new readers (ditto) *read* MOS and Legacy, and gimme an idea of what's better
DISCLAIMER: Truuuuuuuuuunks uh, I mean, I don't own any of the Dragon Ball Z charachters :'(
"Not...my"
"sister" she finished "I'm sorry"
"don't be, she IS my sister, she HAS to be"
"sorry Trunks, bring her up here, look into her eyes"
"what do you think I am, a HYPNOTIST?????"
"Trunks" It was Goten
"Just do it, prove her wrong"
"NO! I don't need to, I already know she's wrong"
"Then prove it..."she said
Trunks sighed, he knew she was right, he'd seen it himself a few times, that look, but he'd just ignored it, prayed it was, like, early puberty or something, but now Nina had seen it too.
He moved slowly to the stairs, called out her name
"BRA?!!" he ignored the sniggers coming from the room next door (come on now, we've all done it)
"YEAH?" she called from downatairs
"STOP MESSING ME AROUND YOU BRAT COME UPSTAIRS NOW"
"STOP MESSING ME AROUND YOU BRAT COME UPSTAIRS NOW...WHAT?" she shouted up
"STOP MESSING ME AROUND YOU BRAT COME UPSTAIRS NOW OR ELSE I'LL TELL MUM WHO MADE THAT HOLE IN YOUR BEDCOVER"
There was a *brief* pause (I know, Bad joke, I just couldn't resist it) before heavy footsteps up the stairs.
Trunks sat her down on the bed, took a deep breath, looked into her eyes and said
"Bra? Who are you?"