Okay, I am finally back!! It only took about 40 years for me to write this
story! I am soooooooo sorry! You can all kill me, I'll just close my eyes
and..ooohhh, shiny penny. Hehehe. Okay, here it is, finally!
Disclaimer: I don't freaking own any freaking Dragonball Z you freakiest freak that was ever a freak!
NOTE: =Trunks' thoughts= Vegeta's thoughts ~Telepathic communication~
Trunks slowly trudged down the hallway to the kitchen. He rubbed his eyes in order to get the sleep out of his eyes. Bulma was in the kitchen, preparing breakfast.
"Hi sweetie." She said, glancing at Trunks then returning back to frying the eggs in her pan.
"Hi mom. Where's dad?"
Bulma looked at Trunks. "He's in the Gravity Room, Trunks, you know that. Its that way every morning."
"Why is he always in there?"
Bulma let out a small sigh. "Trunks, your father values pride more than anything else. And when he thinks his pride has been stripped from him, he feels as if he must take it back."
"So has it been stripped from him?"
"I cant tell you that, Trunks." Bulma returned back to her pan.
Trunks watched his mother. =I wonder who took away his pride. Can this pride be even more important than Mom and I? I really wish I knew. How can I find out? The only way is to ask him, and that would be even more dangerous than making Gotens mom mad when she has a frying pan in her hand.=
Bulma turned around again. "Sweetie, sit down, its time for breakfast."
Trunks sat on his bed cross-legged. He put his chin on his hand and closed his eyes. =I want to know so bad! I'm going to ask him.=
Trunks jumped off the bed and went down the hallway to the Gravity Room. Stopping before the door, he began having second thoughts. =What if he gets really mad and doesn't love me anymore (hhehe! The cute little thoughts of a 6 year old Trunks! ^.^) Did he ever love me in the first place?= Trunks looked down at his feet, thinking of going back. No, he told himself. I have to find out! He knocked on the door loudly and listened closely for a response. There was none. He knocked a little louder. Nothing. He slowly opened the door and stepped inside. All of a sudden, an energy blast flew at him. Instinctively, he threw up his hands to block him. The energy blast bounced (sorry, I couldn't think of a better word!) off his hands and flew at the wall, making a very large indentation in the Gravity Room.
"Trunks! What do you want!"
Trunks' mind raced. =Oh no! I shouldn't have come in here!= He could feel his eyes tearing up. =No! I cant cry! I mustn't! Not in front of Dad!= Trunks tried to think of a logical way to ask his dad, but no soulutions came to him. But there was something else troubling to him. What he had thought about before he had entered the Gravity Room. Did his father love him? He looked up and saw that his father was getting impatient.
"I wanted to ask you a question, dad." He blurted out.
"Well, I don't have all day! Get on with it, boy."
"Has your..do you...what has..."
"Hurry up!"
"Do you love me!?" Trunks opened his eyes in horror at what he had just asked. = That was NOT what I wanted to ask!=
Vegeta stared at Trunks. What should I say?!
~Bulma: How about yes.~
~Vegeta: Stop invading my thoughts, woman!~
Trunks looked at his father. He had not said anything. Trunks felt the tears well up in his eyes. He left the Gravity Room and fled to his own room.
Okay Peeps! I hope I have satisfied you with the very long new chapter to my brand new story! Hehehe! Okay, now lets get down to business (I don't got no time to play around, what is this?) REVIEW!!!!!
Disclaimer: I don't freaking own any freaking Dragonball Z you freakiest freak that was ever a freak!
NOTE: =Trunks' thoughts= Vegeta's thoughts ~Telepathic communication~
Trunks slowly trudged down the hallway to the kitchen. He rubbed his eyes in order to get the sleep out of his eyes. Bulma was in the kitchen, preparing breakfast.
"Hi sweetie." She said, glancing at Trunks then returning back to frying the eggs in her pan.
"Hi mom. Where's dad?"
Bulma looked at Trunks. "He's in the Gravity Room, Trunks, you know that. Its that way every morning."
"Why is he always in there?"
Bulma let out a small sigh. "Trunks, your father values pride more than anything else. And when he thinks his pride has been stripped from him, he feels as if he must take it back."
"So has it been stripped from him?"
"I cant tell you that, Trunks." Bulma returned back to her pan.
Trunks watched his mother. =I wonder who took away his pride. Can this pride be even more important than Mom and I? I really wish I knew. How can I find out? The only way is to ask him, and that would be even more dangerous than making Gotens mom mad when she has a frying pan in her hand.=
Bulma turned around again. "Sweetie, sit down, its time for breakfast."
Trunks sat on his bed cross-legged. He put his chin on his hand and closed his eyes. =I want to know so bad! I'm going to ask him.=
Trunks jumped off the bed and went down the hallway to the Gravity Room. Stopping before the door, he began having second thoughts. =What if he gets really mad and doesn't love me anymore (hhehe! The cute little thoughts of a 6 year old Trunks! ^.^) Did he ever love me in the first place?= Trunks looked down at his feet, thinking of going back. No, he told himself. I have to find out! He knocked on the door loudly and listened closely for a response. There was none. He knocked a little louder. Nothing. He slowly opened the door and stepped inside. All of a sudden, an energy blast flew at him. Instinctively, he threw up his hands to block him. The energy blast bounced (sorry, I couldn't think of a better word!) off his hands and flew at the wall, making a very large indentation in the Gravity Room.
"Trunks! What do you want!"
Trunks' mind raced. =Oh no! I shouldn't have come in here!= He could feel his eyes tearing up. =No! I cant cry! I mustn't! Not in front of Dad!= Trunks tried to think of a logical way to ask his dad, but no soulutions came to him. But there was something else troubling to him. What he had thought about before he had entered the Gravity Room. Did his father love him? He looked up and saw that his father was getting impatient.
"I wanted to ask you a question, dad." He blurted out.
"Well, I don't have all day! Get on with it, boy."
"Has your..do you...what has..."
"Hurry up!"
"Do you love me!?" Trunks opened his eyes in horror at what he had just asked. = That was NOT what I wanted to ask!=
Vegeta stared at Trunks. What should I say?!
~Bulma: How about yes.~
~Vegeta: Stop invading my thoughts, woman!~
Trunks looked at his father. He had not said anything. Trunks felt the tears well up in his eyes. He left the Gravity Room and fled to his own room.
Okay Peeps! I hope I have satisfied you with the very long new chapter to my brand new story! Hehehe! Okay, now lets get down to business (I don't got no time to play around, what is this?) REVIEW!!!!!