Dammit. . . I hate depressing stories. . . anyways. . . here's the next
chapter for The Apple Tree! Please review!! I need reviews!!! ARGH!!!!
Anyways, anyone heard of Cha-la Head-Cha-la? Ohh!!! I love that song almost
as much as I love Hitorijanai! Still no major conflict in this chappie, the
next few chappies will be based on Pan and Trunks getting to know each
other better, then the REAL conflicts will begin! MUHAHAHAHA!!
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Chapter 6 ~ Chocolate Trunks
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Pan was lying in her bed, thinking about that night. Did Trunks really mean it? No boy has ever said she was pretty. . . well, Trunks hadn't either, but having a beautiful smile is sort of being pretty. Growing up a tomboy, Pan would catch bugs and jump in mud puddles and do things that little girls would never do, now that she's grown up, she is less a tomboy, but still arrogant and loud.
They had stopped playing Truth or dare after a while, and eventually went to bed. Pan sighed, she wondered if Marron really had a crush on Trunks. . . It sure seems like it. . . she wondered what would be for breakfast tomorrow. . . A rustling sound disturbed her thoughts, she looked out her window and saw a figure creeping behind the house.
Pan jumped out of her bed, and ran downstairs, it was a burglar! A smile crept onto her face, she loved burglars! And she loved beating them up! Pan dashed out the front door and saw a bucket by the wall. . .
Marron couldn't sleep, thoughts of Trunks took over her head, she had never felt this way before. . . well, maybe once or twice, but she didn't why, she just thought of Trunks as really special, he was funny, yet polite. Marron licked her lips, not to mention having a great build. She heard a scream and looked out her window.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" Trunks yelled, dripping wet.
"Opps. . ." Pan clutched the bucket, now empty, behind her, "I thought you were a burglar."
"DO I LOOK LIKE A BURGLAR?!" Trunks was about to feed his horse when Pan had snuck up behind him and dumped the bucket of liquid on him.
"Well. . . it's really dark out here, and I couldn't tell it was you." Pan explained, it was a moonless night, and it would be pretty romantic, if Pan hadn't dumped the bucket of liquid on Trunks, and if he wasn't mad as hell.
"And what was in that bucket? It sure wasn't water." Trunks dabbed a fingerful of the thick brown liquid that covered him.
Pan took a fingerful from the bucket, sniffed it, and licked it once, she came to the conclusion, "It's chocolate!"
Trunks raised a now covered with chocolate sauce eyebrow, "Why would there be a bucket of chocolate outside?"
Pan thought for a moment, "Oh no! Today's the day for the midnight chocolate service pickup!"
Trunks folded his two chocolate arms, "Midnight Chocolate Service? You peasants sure have strange organizations."
Pan panicked, "Yikes! Omigosh! What am I going to do? They will arrive at any moment now!"
Trunks asked, "Wait a minute, first explain to me what the Midnight Chocolate Service is."
"Tomorrow is the fall harvest, and they need to make a giant cake for the festival, but the chocolate sauce all have to be made at the same time, and it has to be really fresh, or else the cake won't taste as good, so the committee picks up a bucket of chocolate sauce from each household at midnight." Pan explained impatiently.
"Ah. . . I see." Trunks was beginning to drool at the thought of a huge chocolate cake.
Pan pulled her hair, "Oh no! What am I going to do! Mom will be so mad! ARGH!" She then noticed the chocolate Trunks still standing in front of her, and an evil grin spread on to her face.
Trunks looked worried, "Uh oh, I don't like that look on your face."
Pan's grin widened, "Oh come on, all we have to do is scoop the chocolate off you and put it back in to the bucket, no one will ever know."
"But Pan, that's dishonest." Trunks complained, "And besides, this is now ROYAL chocolate sauce, it is not fit for pea-"
He didn't get to finish because Pan was already scraping the chocolate off of him with a stick.
"Hey! Oww!! That was my nose!" Trunks yelled, "Pan! Cut it out! I'm ticklish!"
Pan paid no attention to him, instead she scraped the chocolate faster.
"Pan! Oww!! You poked my eye!"
Marron thought scraping chocolate off Trunks would be fun, so she hopped outside also, with two knives, "Hey, Pan, need a hand?"
Pan smiled, "Sure, come on!" Trunks backed away slowly from the two, "Hey! Let's not do anything drastic here. . ."
Pan grabbed onto his arm, "Stay still! We wouldn't want to cut off an ear!"
Trunks shuddered and stayed still as the two girls scraped the chocolate off of him.
When they finished, to their dismay, the bucket was only half full, Pan moaned, "There should be a whole bucket!"
Marron pointed out, "Some chocolate could have dripped in his shirt."
Pan smiled, "Marron! You're a genious!" She turned to Trunks, "Trunks! Take off your t-shirt!"
Trunks wrapped his arms around himself, "Hey! No way! I'm not the prostitute type!"
Pan held up her knife, "You either take it off, or I'll cut it off!"
Trunks shuddered and obediently took off his shirt, indeed, there was chocolate on his back and around his neck, Pan heard the screeching of a wagon and yelled, "Hurry! They're here!"
Marron and Pan quickly scraped the rest of the chocolate off him and dumped it in the bucket, as a man walked across the Sons' front lawn, Pan saw that there was still a string of chocolate around Trunks' neck, she yanked it off and threw it in the bucket.
The chubby man, walked over, picked up the bucket and raised an eyebrow at the two girls holding knifes and the man with his shirt off. He walked away muttering, "The freaks you see on moonless nights. . ."
The trio walked back into the house, laughing and they all said good night and went to bed, even Trunks, who was so sleepy he didn't bother taking a shower.
"Trunks?"
Trunks lazily opened one eye, "Yeah?"
"Must you constantly fall asleep when I'm talking?" Celeste folded her arms across her chest.
"Well, you really are quite boring." Trunks teased.
"I am not!" Celeste laughed and wacked him upside his head. She sat down and leaned against the apple tree, it was Wednesday afternoon again, and Trunks asked, "Hey, Cel? Are you afraid of anything?"
Celeste laughed, "Sure, everyone has their own fears, mine is dying."
Trunks raised an eyebrow and Celeste explained, "I'm not afraid of the process of dying, just when I die, I'm afraid of never waking up again."
Trunks laughed, "But then you wouldn't have any problems, you'd just sleep all the time."
Celeste laughed again, "You'd like that, wouldn't you?" Trunks nodded and Celeste continued, "This world is so beautiful, and there are so many pleasant surprises that I have never experienced, I'd like to die when I'm an old lady, but not now, I still have a plentiful share of surprises that are just around the corner."
Trunks smiled, "I bet you'd still be pretty when you're an old lady."
Celeste laughed, once again, how that laugh was like music to Trunks' ears, he pulled her closer to him and gazed deeply into her eyes. Celeste smiled and stood up, "Bye Trunks."
"Wait! Where are you going!" Trunks asked.
Celeste just shook her head and walked away, Trunks chased after her but everything surrounding him became dark and he heard his father's voice, "You must get married! You must get married! You must get married!
Trunks yelled, "No! Never! Not unless I love the person!"
Vegeta's voice came again, "Love is for weaklings! You are a prince! You are anything but weak!"
Trunks clutched his head, "No! Shut up! Leave me alone!"
He woke up, cold sweat dripping across his face, he clutched his left hand around the gold chain that dangled around his neck, but it wasn't there! He jumped out of bed, since it was still pretty dark, he turned on the light, and looked around the guest room, it was nowhere to be found. Trunks tried to calm himself down, "Maybe I took it off when I was taking a shower or something. . . yeah, that must be it!"
Trunks dashed into Pan's room and looked all around the washroom, but there was nothing, no sign of a chain. He heard Pan's voice, "And what do you think you're doing, snooping in my room at 3 in the morning?"
"I'm looking for something I lost." Trunks explained.
"Your brain?" Pan asked, "I think I saw it in the garbage can beside your intelligence and respect for others' privacy."
Trunks rolled his eyes, "This is serious, have you seen my gold chain? It was on my neck the last time I checked."
Pan thought for a moment, uh-oh, she remembered that she yanked a string of chocolate off his neck, it must've been the gold chain, no biggie, it was replaceable, right? "Why do you need that chain anyways?"
"I've had it ever since I was a kid, it was a gift from my now deceased Grandmother, it also has my named engraved on one side with sterling silver, the chain itself is 24 karat gold, it's irreplaceable, why, have you seen it?" Trunks asked anxiously.
Okay. . . Pan thought, so she couldn't replace it, "Er. . . it could be on the lawn? Maybe when you took off your shirt, it somehow got thrown off your neck?" She certainly hoped that that was the case, an angry, cranky prince was not her idea of starting a day.
"Good idea," Trunks ran outside and Pan followed him. After 10 minutes of searching on the lawn, they both realized that it was not there. Pan took a deep breath, she might as well tell him the truth, "Trunks I-"
Trunks interrupted her, "Do you think that it could've somehow got thrown with the chocolate in the bucket?"
Pan was relieved, Trunks' constant habit of interrupting people actually was put into good use, "Yes, that's probably it."
Trunks yelled, "Well? Where is this place that all the chocolate is taken to?"
Pan thought for a moment, "Probably my uncle's shop."
"Well? What are you waiting for? Let's go!" Trunks jumped on his horse.
Pan nodded, "Right." She whistled and a black horse came jotting around the house, she jumped on it, and the two were off.
"Wow, I didn't know you had a horse?" Trunks asked, impressed.
"There are many things that you don't know about me." Pan smiled, "Like my favourite animals are wolves."
"Very interesting." Trunks nodded, he wondered if she was going to tease him now about his favourite animal now.
"Wolves eat chipmunks, you know." Pan smirked.
Trunks sighed, "Must you insult everything that involves me?"
"Yup, pretty much." Pan laughed.
"Well, chipmunks are very intelligent." Trunks said.
"Yup." Pan laughed again, "They know when they are being eaten."
Trunks sighed, she was impossible, "What's the horse's name?"
"Algae."
Trunks laughed, "Nice name."
"Thanks, I think it's quite original, actually." Pan smiled and then she added, "I bet Algae could beat up an army of chipmunks."
Trunks sighed again, she really doesn't let things go, doe she?
"We're here." Pan said suddenly.
Trunks leapt off his horse and tried to go in the bakery, "It's locked."
"No duh, Sherlock." Pan rolled her eyes, "Why would my uncle keep his shop open at three in the morning?"
Trunks whined, "Well, how do we get in?"
Pan smiled, "We don't." Trunks looked confused and Pan walked around to the back of the bakery, sure enough, there was a bunch of people, baking and working. Pan waved, "Hello Goten!"
Goten waved back, "Hey, Panny, what's up?"
Pan shrugged, "Not much, I'm looking for a gold chain, have you seen one?"
Goten shook his head, "Why do you think it's here?"
"It fell in the bucket of chocolate sauce." Pan blushed.
Goten scowled, "Well, Panny, the cake is already half baked, I doubt you'll be able to find it."
Trunks, who has just caught up to Pan, "Hey, Pan, he's your uncle?"
Pan smiled, "None other."
Trunks asked, "Have you found my chain?"
Pan gulped, "Er. . . Trunks does gold melt?"
Trunks shook his head, "Not solid gold, why?"
Goten walked over to them, "Hey, aren't you the one who beat up Pan the other day?"
Pan turned red, "He did not beat me up!!"
Trunks smiled and was about to mention something about chipmunks being better than wolves, but he decided now might not be the best time.
Goten asked curiously, "Wow, how long have you two known each other?"
Pan answered, "About a day and a half, why?"
Trunks tugged on her arm, "Pan! I want to find my chain!"
Pan sighed, "Okay, okay, Goten, are you sure you haven't seen the chain?"
Goten shrugged, "If it was in the bucket, then it's probably in the cake by now."
Trunks made a whining noise. And Pan asked, "Is there anyway to get it out?"
Goten looked thoughtful, "Well, if you are lucky, maybe it will turn up in the cake this afternoon, if you buy a piece and it happens to be in it, then-"
Trunks asked anxiously, "How big is the cake?"
Goten smiled, "Very big, half the size of Pan's house."
Trunks' jaw dropped, "Even I can't eat that much cake. . ."
Goten laughed, "Don't worry, you won't be able too, a piece of cake is half a piece of gold, so the whole cake would cost a fortune!"
Trunks smirked, "Money is no problem, trust me."
Goten shrugged, "Well, come to the harvest this afternoon in the town square, and bring lots of money then. . ."
Pan started dragging Trunks away, "Thanks Goten, we'll meet you in the town square, c'mon, chipmunk boy."
"Don't call me that, PANNY!"
"I'll call you whatever I want, chocolate boxer boy!!"
Goten shook his head, "The way they're arguing with each other, you'd think they were a couple."
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Hehehe, no cliffie this time, will Trunks find his Chain? Or not? And will chipmunks finally rule the earth? Find out only if you review!
-Juunanagou4ever
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Chapter 6 ~ Chocolate Trunks
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Pan was lying in her bed, thinking about that night. Did Trunks really mean it? No boy has ever said she was pretty. . . well, Trunks hadn't either, but having a beautiful smile is sort of being pretty. Growing up a tomboy, Pan would catch bugs and jump in mud puddles and do things that little girls would never do, now that she's grown up, she is less a tomboy, but still arrogant and loud.
They had stopped playing Truth or dare after a while, and eventually went to bed. Pan sighed, she wondered if Marron really had a crush on Trunks. . . It sure seems like it. . . she wondered what would be for breakfast tomorrow. . . A rustling sound disturbed her thoughts, she looked out her window and saw a figure creeping behind the house.
Pan jumped out of her bed, and ran downstairs, it was a burglar! A smile crept onto her face, she loved burglars! And she loved beating them up! Pan dashed out the front door and saw a bucket by the wall. . .
Marron couldn't sleep, thoughts of Trunks took over her head, she had never felt this way before. . . well, maybe once or twice, but she didn't why, she just thought of Trunks as really special, he was funny, yet polite. Marron licked her lips, not to mention having a great build. She heard a scream and looked out her window.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" Trunks yelled, dripping wet.
"Opps. . ." Pan clutched the bucket, now empty, behind her, "I thought you were a burglar."
"DO I LOOK LIKE A BURGLAR?!" Trunks was about to feed his horse when Pan had snuck up behind him and dumped the bucket of liquid on him.
"Well. . . it's really dark out here, and I couldn't tell it was you." Pan explained, it was a moonless night, and it would be pretty romantic, if Pan hadn't dumped the bucket of liquid on Trunks, and if he wasn't mad as hell.
"And what was in that bucket? It sure wasn't water." Trunks dabbed a fingerful of the thick brown liquid that covered him.
Pan took a fingerful from the bucket, sniffed it, and licked it once, she came to the conclusion, "It's chocolate!"
Trunks raised a now covered with chocolate sauce eyebrow, "Why would there be a bucket of chocolate outside?"
Pan thought for a moment, "Oh no! Today's the day for the midnight chocolate service pickup!"
Trunks folded his two chocolate arms, "Midnight Chocolate Service? You peasants sure have strange organizations."
Pan panicked, "Yikes! Omigosh! What am I going to do? They will arrive at any moment now!"
Trunks asked, "Wait a minute, first explain to me what the Midnight Chocolate Service is."
"Tomorrow is the fall harvest, and they need to make a giant cake for the festival, but the chocolate sauce all have to be made at the same time, and it has to be really fresh, or else the cake won't taste as good, so the committee picks up a bucket of chocolate sauce from each household at midnight." Pan explained impatiently.
"Ah. . . I see." Trunks was beginning to drool at the thought of a huge chocolate cake.
Pan pulled her hair, "Oh no! What am I going to do! Mom will be so mad! ARGH!" She then noticed the chocolate Trunks still standing in front of her, and an evil grin spread on to her face.
Trunks looked worried, "Uh oh, I don't like that look on your face."
Pan's grin widened, "Oh come on, all we have to do is scoop the chocolate off you and put it back in to the bucket, no one will ever know."
"But Pan, that's dishonest." Trunks complained, "And besides, this is now ROYAL chocolate sauce, it is not fit for pea-"
He didn't get to finish because Pan was already scraping the chocolate off of him with a stick.
"Hey! Oww!! That was my nose!" Trunks yelled, "Pan! Cut it out! I'm ticklish!"
Pan paid no attention to him, instead she scraped the chocolate faster.
"Pan! Oww!! You poked my eye!"
Marron thought scraping chocolate off Trunks would be fun, so she hopped outside also, with two knives, "Hey, Pan, need a hand?"
Pan smiled, "Sure, come on!" Trunks backed away slowly from the two, "Hey! Let's not do anything drastic here. . ."
Pan grabbed onto his arm, "Stay still! We wouldn't want to cut off an ear!"
Trunks shuddered and stayed still as the two girls scraped the chocolate off of him.
When they finished, to their dismay, the bucket was only half full, Pan moaned, "There should be a whole bucket!"
Marron pointed out, "Some chocolate could have dripped in his shirt."
Pan smiled, "Marron! You're a genious!" She turned to Trunks, "Trunks! Take off your t-shirt!"
Trunks wrapped his arms around himself, "Hey! No way! I'm not the prostitute type!"
Pan held up her knife, "You either take it off, or I'll cut it off!"
Trunks shuddered and obediently took off his shirt, indeed, there was chocolate on his back and around his neck, Pan heard the screeching of a wagon and yelled, "Hurry! They're here!"
Marron and Pan quickly scraped the rest of the chocolate off him and dumped it in the bucket, as a man walked across the Sons' front lawn, Pan saw that there was still a string of chocolate around Trunks' neck, she yanked it off and threw it in the bucket.
The chubby man, walked over, picked up the bucket and raised an eyebrow at the two girls holding knifes and the man with his shirt off. He walked away muttering, "The freaks you see on moonless nights. . ."
The trio walked back into the house, laughing and they all said good night and went to bed, even Trunks, who was so sleepy he didn't bother taking a shower.
"Trunks?"
Trunks lazily opened one eye, "Yeah?"
"Must you constantly fall asleep when I'm talking?" Celeste folded her arms across her chest.
"Well, you really are quite boring." Trunks teased.
"I am not!" Celeste laughed and wacked him upside his head. She sat down and leaned against the apple tree, it was Wednesday afternoon again, and Trunks asked, "Hey, Cel? Are you afraid of anything?"
Celeste laughed, "Sure, everyone has their own fears, mine is dying."
Trunks raised an eyebrow and Celeste explained, "I'm not afraid of the process of dying, just when I die, I'm afraid of never waking up again."
Trunks laughed, "But then you wouldn't have any problems, you'd just sleep all the time."
Celeste laughed again, "You'd like that, wouldn't you?" Trunks nodded and Celeste continued, "This world is so beautiful, and there are so many pleasant surprises that I have never experienced, I'd like to die when I'm an old lady, but not now, I still have a plentiful share of surprises that are just around the corner."
Trunks smiled, "I bet you'd still be pretty when you're an old lady."
Celeste laughed, once again, how that laugh was like music to Trunks' ears, he pulled her closer to him and gazed deeply into her eyes. Celeste smiled and stood up, "Bye Trunks."
"Wait! Where are you going!" Trunks asked.
Celeste just shook her head and walked away, Trunks chased after her but everything surrounding him became dark and he heard his father's voice, "You must get married! You must get married! You must get married!
Trunks yelled, "No! Never! Not unless I love the person!"
Vegeta's voice came again, "Love is for weaklings! You are a prince! You are anything but weak!"
Trunks clutched his head, "No! Shut up! Leave me alone!"
He woke up, cold sweat dripping across his face, he clutched his left hand around the gold chain that dangled around his neck, but it wasn't there! He jumped out of bed, since it was still pretty dark, he turned on the light, and looked around the guest room, it was nowhere to be found. Trunks tried to calm himself down, "Maybe I took it off when I was taking a shower or something. . . yeah, that must be it!"
Trunks dashed into Pan's room and looked all around the washroom, but there was nothing, no sign of a chain. He heard Pan's voice, "And what do you think you're doing, snooping in my room at 3 in the morning?"
"I'm looking for something I lost." Trunks explained.
"Your brain?" Pan asked, "I think I saw it in the garbage can beside your intelligence and respect for others' privacy."
Trunks rolled his eyes, "This is serious, have you seen my gold chain? It was on my neck the last time I checked."
Pan thought for a moment, uh-oh, she remembered that she yanked a string of chocolate off his neck, it must've been the gold chain, no biggie, it was replaceable, right? "Why do you need that chain anyways?"
"I've had it ever since I was a kid, it was a gift from my now deceased Grandmother, it also has my named engraved on one side with sterling silver, the chain itself is 24 karat gold, it's irreplaceable, why, have you seen it?" Trunks asked anxiously.
Okay. . . Pan thought, so she couldn't replace it, "Er. . . it could be on the lawn? Maybe when you took off your shirt, it somehow got thrown off your neck?" She certainly hoped that that was the case, an angry, cranky prince was not her idea of starting a day.
"Good idea," Trunks ran outside and Pan followed him. After 10 minutes of searching on the lawn, they both realized that it was not there. Pan took a deep breath, she might as well tell him the truth, "Trunks I-"
Trunks interrupted her, "Do you think that it could've somehow got thrown with the chocolate in the bucket?"
Pan was relieved, Trunks' constant habit of interrupting people actually was put into good use, "Yes, that's probably it."
Trunks yelled, "Well? Where is this place that all the chocolate is taken to?"
Pan thought for a moment, "Probably my uncle's shop."
"Well? What are you waiting for? Let's go!" Trunks jumped on his horse.
Pan nodded, "Right." She whistled and a black horse came jotting around the house, she jumped on it, and the two were off.
"Wow, I didn't know you had a horse?" Trunks asked, impressed.
"There are many things that you don't know about me." Pan smiled, "Like my favourite animals are wolves."
"Very interesting." Trunks nodded, he wondered if she was going to tease him now about his favourite animal now.
"Wolves eat chipmunks, you know." Pan smirked.
Trunks sighed, "Must you insult everything that involves me?"
"Yup, pretty much." Pan laughed.
"Well, chipmunks are very intelligent." Trunks said.
"Yup." Pan laughed again, "They know when they are being eaten."
Trunks sighed, she was impossible, "What's the horse's name?"
"Algae."
Trunks laughed, "Nice name."
"Thanks, I think it's quite original, actually." Pan smiled and then she added, "I bet Algae could beat up an army of chipmunks."
Trunks sighed again, she really doesn't let things go, doe she?
"We're here." Pan said suddenly.
Trunks leapt off his horse and tried to go in the bakery, "It's locked."
"No duh, Sherlock." Pan rolled her eyes, "Why would my uncle keep his shop open at three in the morning?"
Trunks whined, "Well, how do we get in?"
Pan smiled, "We don't." Trunks looked confused and Pan walked around to the back of the bakery, sure enough, there was a bunch of people, baking and working. Pan waved, "Hello Goten!"
Goten waved back, "Hey, Panny, what's up?"
Pan shrugged, "Not much, I'm looking for a gold chain, have you seen one?"
Goten shook his head, "Why do you think it's here?"
"It fell in the bucket of chocolate sauce." Pan blushed.
Goten scowled, "Well, Panny, the cake is already half baked, I doubt you'll be able to find it."
Trunks, who has just caught up to Pan, "Hey, Pan, he's your uncle?"
Pan smiled, "None other."
Trunks asked, "Have you found my chain?"
Pan gulped, "Er. . . Trunks does gold melt?"
Trunks shook his head, "Not solid gold, why?"
Goten walked over to them, "Hey, aren't you the one who beat up Pan the other day?"
Pan turned red, "He did not beat me up!!"
Trunks smiled and was about to mention something about chipmunks being better than wolves, but he decided now might not be the best time.
Goten asked curiously, "Wow, how long have you two known each other?"
Pan answered, "About a day and a half, why?"
Trunks tugged on her arm, "Pan! I want to find my chain!"
Pan sighed, "Okay, okay, Goten, are you sure you haven't seen the chain?"
Goten shrugged, "If it was in the bucket, then it's probably in the cake by now."
Trunks made a whining noise. And Pan asked, "Is there anyway to get it out?"
Goten looked thoughtful, "Well, if you are lucky, maybe it will turn up in the cake this afternoon, if you buy a piece and it happens to be in it, then-"
Trunks asked anxiously, "How big is the cake?"
Goten smiled, "Very big, half the size of Pan's house."
Trunks' jaw dropped, "Even I can't eat that much cake. . ."
Goten laughed, "Don't worry, you won't be able too, a piece of cake is half a piece of gold, so the whole cake would cost a fortune!"
Trunks smirked, "Money is no problem, trust me."
Goten shrugged, "Well, come to the harvest this afternoon in the town square, and bring lots of money then. . ."
Pan started dragging Trunks away, "Thanks Goten, we'll meet you in the town square, c'mon, chipmunk boy."
"Don't call me that, PANNY!"
"I'll call you whatever I want, chocolate boxer boy!!"
Goten shook his head, "The way they're arguing with each other, you'd think they were a couple."
***
Hehehe, no cliffie this time, will Trunks find his Chain? Or not? And will chipmunks finally rule the earth? Find out only if you review!
-Juunanagou4ever