Vegeta's Brutality
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"Trunks!!! Get down here this instant!" Yelled Vegeta staring up the staircase leading to Trunks's room.
"Aww Dad this is embarrassing!" Replied Trunks.
"Boy if you don't learn how to fight like a man you'll fight like a girl. Now get down here!"
Trunks walked out of his room in a pink dress, and fighting gear. Vegeta smirked while Trunks's face flushed so red he looked like a strawberry sundae with a cherry on top.
"Now that's better. Go to the gravitational room. Kakarott's brat is waiting on you."
"WHAT!!! You mean Goten???" Panicked Trunks.
"Yeah. Kakarott's brat."
Trunks fell over in a face fault.
"Oh why does it have to be Goten? He'll never leave me alone about this. Oh, and what if he tells Gohan, and his dad. What if they tell everybody???" Trunks started crying.
Vegeta walked up the staircase while Trunks was still ranting on about how everyone will make fun of him. Trunks looked up at his dad when he finally reached the top. Vegeta once again smirked, and picked up Trunks. Trunks struggled to get free from his fathers grasp. He even tried Super Sajin, but no avail.
Goten walked around the gravitational room impatiently.
"Where is Trunks?" Goten asked him self.
Goten's question was answered at the sighting of Trunks under his father's arm.
"Hey Trunks! Why are you crying? Did you get hurt or something 'cause I don't-HEY!!! Are you wearing a dress???"
"Shut-up Goten!" Snapped Trunks.
Goten put his hand over his mouth, and started laughing. Trunks looked really ticked off, and started to give the evil eye to his father. This wasn't a smart move on Trunks's part. Vegeta looked pretty ticked himself, but not at Goten. It was his son Trunks.
"DON'T YOU GIVE ME THAT LOOK BOY!!!" Following Vegeta's outburst he hit Trunks in the back of the head.
Trunks fortunately had the typical hard head of a Sajin. So instead of knocking out he just grasped his head.
"Oww! That hurt dad!"
Vegeta looked at Trunks once more. "After you finish training for three hours I want you to meet me at Kakarott's house. And don't take off that dress your wearing!"
"Wow Trunks your dad's mean."
"Listen here Goten I don't want you going around and telling people about this! Got it?"
"Yeah, whatever Trunks. But that dress of yours will give you the advantage, because I wouldn't be able to stop laughing."
"Goten!"
"Sorry Trunks."
3 Hours Later:
Trunks still wearing the pink dress Vegeta made him wear walked up to the Son's house. Trunks hesitated then knocked on the door. To his surprise Vegeta opened the door, and not Goku or Chi-Chi.
"Well, well looking good aren't we? Come inside boy."
Trunks flinched at the offer, but did as his father told. After entering he was greeted by a lady holding a make-up bag.
"Oh! Hello, you must be the little "girl" your father wanted me to see."
"Err, yeah..." Trunks gave his dad another look.
"Now sit down over here in this lovely chair, and we'll get you started. Ok?"
Trunks swallowed a big gulp.
"How much is this make over going to cost woman?" Asked Vegeta.
"Twelve Zeni, and I don't appreciate being called woman. Call me Linda."
"Ok, what ever...woman."
About an hour later:
"Oh, look at you. Your just a little cutie pie now. Here look at that beautiful face."
Linda handed Trunk's a mirror. To Trunks's horror there staring back at him was him self with blue eye shadow, red lipstick, pink blush, curled eyelashes, and other make-up he couldn't identify. Trunks wanted to scream, but didn't fearing his father would hit him or make him do something else far more embarrassing.
"Here's your money woman."
"Linda!"
"Whatever. Trunks come on. It's time to go."
Trunks walked out with his father. Vegeta looked back and smirked once more.
"Dad why are you doing this?"
"It's your discipline boy. Get over it!"
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So what did you think funny? Mean to Trunks? Another chapter? Lemme know I'm willing to take reviews!
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"Trunks!!! Get down here this instant!" Yelled Vegeta staring up the staircase leading to Trunks's room.
"Aww Dad this is embarrassing!" Replied Trunks.
"Boy if you don't learn how to fight like a man you'll fight like a girl. Now get down here!"
Trunks walked out of his room in a pink dress, and fighting gear. Vegeta smirked while Trunks's face flushed so red he looked like a strawberry sundae with a cherry on top.
"Now that's better. Go to the gravitational room. Kakarott's brat is waiting on you."
"WHAT!!! You mean Goten???" Panicked Trunks.
"Yeah. Kakarott's brat."
Trunks fell over in a face fault.
"Oh why does it have to be Goten? He'll never leave me alone about this. Oh, and what if he tells Gohan, and his dad. What if they tell everybody???" Trunks started crying.
Vegeta walked up the staircase while Trunks was still ranting on about how everyone will make fun of him. Trunks looked up at his dad when he finally reached the top. Vegeta once again smirked, and picked up Trunks. Trunks struggled to get free from his fathers grasp. He even tried Super Sajin, but no avail.
Goten walked around the gravitational room impatiently.
"Where is Trunks?" Goten asked him self.
Goten's question was answered at the sighting of Trunks under his father's arm.
"Hey Trunks! Why are you crying? Did you get hurt or something 'cause I don't-HEY!!! Are you wearing a dress???"
"Shut-up Goten!" Snapped Trunks.
Goten put his hand over his mouth, and started laughing. Trunks looked really ticked off, and started to give the evil eye to his father. This wasn't a smart move on Trunks's part. Vegeta looked pretty ticked himself, but not at Goten. It was his son Trunks.
"DON'T YOU GIVE ME THAT LOOK BOY!!!" Following Vegeta's outburst he hit Trunks in the back of the head.
Trunks fortunately had the typical hard head of a Sajin. So instead of knocking out he just grasped his head.
"Oww! That hurt dad!"
Vegeta looked at Trunks once more. "After you finish training for three hours I want you to meet me at Kakarott's house. And don't take off that dress your wearing!"
"Wow Trunks your dad's mean."
"Listen here Goten I don't want you going around and telling people about this! Got it?"
"Yeah, whatever Trunks. But that dress of yours will give you the advantage, because I wouldn't be able to stop laughing."
"Goten!"
"Sorry Trunks."
3 Hours Later:
Trunks still wearing the pink dress Vegeta made him wear walked up to the Son's house. Trunks hesitated then knocked on the door. To his surprise Vegeta opened the door, and not Goku or Chi-Chi.
"Well, well looking good aren't we? Come inside boy."
Trunks flinched at the offer, but did as his father told. After entering he was greeted by a lady holding a make-up bag.
"Oh! Hello, you must be the little "girl" your father wanted me to see."
"Err, yeah..." Trunks gave his dad another look.
"Now sit down over here in this lovely chair, and we'll get you started. Ok?"
Trunks swallowed a big gulp.
"How much is this make over going to cost woman?" Asked Vegeta.
"Twelve Zeni, and I don't appreciate being called woman. Call me Linda."
"Ok, what ever...woman."
About an hour later:
"Oh, look at you. Your just a little cutie pie now. Here look at that beautiful face."
Linda handed Trunk's a mirror. To Trunks's horror there staring back at him was him self with blue eye shadow, red lipstick, pink blush, curled eyelashes, and other make-up he couldn't identify. Trunks wanted to scream, but didn't fearing his father would hit him or make him do something else far more embarrassing.
"Here's your money woman."
"Linda!"
"Whatever. Trunks come on. It's time to go."
Trunks walked out with his father. Vegeta looked back and smirked once more.
"Dad why are you doing this?"
"It's your discipline boy. Get over it!"
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So what did you think funny? Mean to Trunks? Another chapter? Lemme know I'm willing to take reviews!
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