Chapter 3: Lunch Break!
Goten walked out into the hall. He stopped in front of a white painted door. He heard yells from inside, a boy's yells. Training yells.
"Haaaaaa!"
"Yaaaaaa!"
Goten decided it was Trunks training hard, and when Saiyans train hard, they get hungry. So, Goten figured he should get to the food as fast as he could. He walked out to the living room where the man sat on the couch, thinking hard. He walked into the kitchen where he saw Bulma cooking up a wonderful scented meal.
"Hey there, you look a lot better, after lunch we'll get those cuts cleaned up," Bulma said
"Still a little painful, but I'll be alright as long as I have food in my tummy!" Goten said with a smile.
"Well, kiddo, you'll get your food, now go wash up, and get Trunks too," Bulma said returning a smile.
"Hey, I never got your name," Bulma said.
"Its Goten," Goten said, running off into the house.
"Goten," Bulma repeated.
Goten went into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and placed his hands under the cold water. He sanitized them with soap, and dried them with a pink towel. (Obviously Bulma's.) Then, he strolled across the hall to what seemed to be the Training Room. Then, he walked in.
The room was filled with purple and red tiles, everywhere! He saw a green figure up high in the air. It seemed to be throwing punches at lightning speed. Goten could hardly move. But then he looked at the "Graviton 100" the Graviton read 60.0 gravity! But Goten's trained in higher with Gohan. So once he was used to it he flew up to the figure. Now he was face to face with Trunks. Trunks seemed to struggle on throwing his punches. "Hey, time for food!" Goten said to Trunks.
"I'm busy, I'm not in the mood for lunch," Trunks explained, throwing one of his punches, barely missing Goten. Goten felt the wind of it.
"But everybody has to eat, I couldn't live without eating," Goten said rubbing his stomach to get Trunks's jealous so he'd eat.
"That's you," Trunks said, throwing another punch, again missing Goten.
"Okay!" Goten said, starting to fly back down slowly, hungrily. "But don't say I didn't warn you, you're gonna get hungry soon so I'll bring you something," Goten said, his feet planted on the ground.
"Jeez, can't even train without a twerp bugging me!" Trunks whispered.
Goten walked out into the hall, turned off the bathroom light, and went into the kitchen where Bulma and her husband sat at the table waiting.
"Where's Trunks? Isn't he going to eat?" Bulma asked worriedly.
"Nah, he's training hard. I told him I'd bring him something," Goten said.
"That's my boy, working hard to become the ultra Saiyan I know he can be," the man said with a smirk.
"Ultra Saiyan!" Goten said excitedly. "Gohan and father would never let me train so hard to reach that level of power! Wow!" Goten was jumping in his chair.
"Gohan?!" the man was furious.
"Who are you?" He asked.
"G-Goten," Goten said, frightened.
"Son of Kakarot, I should've known you'd be here," the man said.
"Who are you?" Goten asked.
The man sat down quiet as if he did not want to state his name.
"That's my husband, Vegeta," Bulma said, picking up bowls of mashed potatoes, green beans, carrots, and a plate of steak giving Goten, her husband and herself about two helpings of each. "So, I bet, the way Kakarot teaches, you should only be a Saiyan right?" Vegeta said sounding cold.
Goten was quiet, chewing his mouth-watering steak happily. He muffled some words that Bulma and Vegeta couldn't really understand. Goten looked down at his plate, which was about half gone already.
"How about after lunch you train fight with Trunks?" Bulma asked.
"Yeah, it might bring you closer to Super Saiyan!" Vegeta smirked.
A fight with Trunks! Goten didn't like the idea.
Goten looked up from his plate in surprise. His eyes widened.
He'd do it!
Goten walked out into the hall. He stopped in front of a white painted door. He heard yells from inside, a boy's yells. Training yells.
"Haaaaaa!"
"Yaaaaaa!"
Goten decided it was Trunks training hard, and when Saiyans train hard, they get hungry. So, Goten figured he should get to the food as fast as he could. He walked out to the living room where the man sat on the couch, thinking hard. He walked into the kitchen where he saw Bulma cooking up a wonderful scented meal.
"Hey there, you look a lot better, after lunch we'll get those cuts cleaned up," Bulma said
"Still a little painful, but I'll be alright as long as I have food in my tummy!" Goten said with a smile.
"Well, kiddo, you'll get your food, now go wash up, and get Trunks too," Bulma said returning a smile.
"Hey, I never got your name," Bulma said.
"Its Goten," Goten said, running off into the house.
"Goten," Bulma repeated.
Goten went into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and placed his hands under the cold water. He sanitized them with soap, and dried them with a pink towel. (Obviously Bulma's.) Then, he strolled across the hall to what seemed to be the Training Room. Then, he walked in.
The room was filled with purple and red tiles, everywhere! He saw a green figure up high in the air. It seemed to be throwing punches at lightning speed. Goten could hardly move. But then he looked at the "Graviton 100" the Graviton read 60.0 gravity! But Goten's trained in higher with Gohan. So once he was used to it he flew up to the figure. Now he was face to face with Trunks. Trunks seemed to struggle on throwing his punches. "Hey, time for food!" Goten said to Trunks.
"I'm busy, I'm not in the mood for lunch," Trunks explained, throwing one of his punches, barely missing Goten. Goten felt the wind of it.
"But everybody has to eat, I couldn't live without eating," Goten said rubbing his stomach to get Trunks's jealous so he'd eat.
"That's you," Trunks said, throwing another punch, again missing Goten.
"Okay!" Goten said, starting to fly back down slowly, hungrily. "But don't say I didn't warn you, you're gonna get hungry soon so I'll bring you something," Goten said, his feet planted on the ground.
"Jeez, can't even train without a twerp bugging me!" Trunks whispered.
Goten walked out into the hall, turned off the bathroom light, and went into the kitchen where Bulma and her husband sat at the table waiting.
"Where's Trunks? Isn't he going to eat?" Bulma asked worriedly.
"Nah, he's training hard. I told him I'd bring him something," Goten said.
"That's my boy, working hard to become the ultra Saiyan I know he can be," the man said with a smirk.
"Ultra Saiyan!" Goten said excitedly. "Gohan and father would never let me train so hard to reach that level of power! Wow!" Goten was jumping in his chair.
"Gohan?!" the man was furious.
"Who are you?" He asked.
"G-Goten," Goten said, frightened.
"Son of Kakarot, I should've known you'd be here," the man said.
"Who are you?" Goten asked.
The man sat down quiet as if he did not want to state his name.
"That's my husband, Vegeta," Bulma said, picking up bowls of mashed potatoes, green beans, carrots, and a plate of steak giving Goten, her husband and herself about two helpings of each. "So, I bet, the way Kakarot teaches, you should only be a Saiyan right?" Vegeta said sounding cold.
Goten was quiet, chewing his mouth-watering steak happily. He muffled some words that Bulma and Vegeta couldn't really understand. Goten looked down at his plate, which was about half gone already.
"How about after lunch you train fight with Trunks?" Bulma asked.
"Yeah, it might bring you closer to Super Saiyan!" Vegeta smirked.
A fight with Trunks! Goten didn't like the idea.
Goten looked up from his plate in surprise. His eyes widened.
He'd do it!