Chapter Twenty Seven: Christmas Day
"Goten oh my God!" Trunks gasped, placing one hand on his huge stomach and the other on his heart.
"What?" Goten asked coming towards Trunks. He noticed that he looked horrible. All the color had drained out of his face, and he looked like he was scared out of his mind.
"My sister!" Trunks yelled.
"Oh. That. Don't worry she is taken care of. I got her toy store gift certificates, from both of us love."
"Mom? Dad?"
"We got your mother a subscription to 'Scientific Weekly' and your dad we got the entire WWF smack down series on DVD."
"Oh thank God."
"And there is no way I can talk you into going to your parents?" Goten asked moving towards Trunks in his usual seductive 'I have to get Trunks to do some thing that he doesn't want to' way.
"Well maybe there is 'a' way......WAIT what am I thinking... I'm to fat to be thinking about that!"
Goten laughed as Trunks pulled away. "Oh come on- for me?" Goten begged with those huge eyes that Trunks hated because he loved them so much.
"Fine. I give. And that's saying some thing about that look of yours because every time you use it to make me do some thing I don't want to- some thing ALWAYS goes wrong."
"I don't know what you are talking about love."
Trunks gestured down to his stomach. "Oh. That." Goten blushed. "Come on get dressed we're gonna miss diner."
"Jeez Goten I don't get how it is possible for you to eat more than me given the-"
"Oh shut up already. Now come on, I want to get out of here in an hour, and you know how long it takes you to get dressed now."
"You could always help me you know." Trunks said pouting.
"Nope that would just get us in trouble. The only thing that I know how to do is undress you- It would just take you longer to wind up with your clothes on."
**Three Hours Later**
"Are you ready to go yet?" Goten pleaded.
"Yeah I guess so." Trunks answered slowly walking down the stairs. It was weird. He was just in some weird funk that he couldn't get out of. He was so tired, and all he wanted to do was sleep. But Goten was right- he was always right. Trunks had not seen his family in a long time.
"Great I called your mother to let her know that we are on our way."
"Okay. Hey you think we should pick any thing up- or bring some thing, you know?"
"No. I asked her but she said she had every thing she needed to feed an army of aliens if needed. It's just your family after all- besides every thing is closed on Christmas."
"Yeah."
"Trunks? Are you okay?" Goten asked concerned.
"Yeah. Come on let's go. I'm starved."
"Ha! Who is the bottomless pit now?!"
"I can't help it. After all it is YOUR child in me!" Trunks laughed. 'Good' Goten thought. 'Maybe he is okay after all.'
***Capsule Corporation***
Goten and Trunks pulled into the drive way at six-thirty. Thirty minutes late- Bulma had promised Goten that they would wait for them before eating because he had not been sure exactly how long it would take Trunks to get ready. According to Goten Trunks had been getting slower and slower. They both hoped this meant that they baby was coming soon seeing as how he was already past due.
When the drove around the bend in front of the house they we're greeted by three members of Trunks' family. An excited looking Bulma- who was bouncing nearly as much as Trunks' sister Bra, and a pissed off Vegeta. He was most likely in a bad mood because his dinner had been delayed half an hour.
"My baby has come home!" Bulma yelled.
"Goten I am not getting out of this car." Trunks hissed at Goten as he put it in park.
"Come on Trunks she is just excited to see you because she misses you. And if you go I will give you a special surprise later." Goten teased.
"Fine." Trunks grumbled pushing open the car door, and with great difficulty pushing himself up out of the seat."
"Ohh Trunks!" Bulma said hugging her son and then stepping back to get a good look.
"Trunksy your huge!" Bra chirped.
"Thanks Bra. I love you too." Trunks added sarcastically.
"Come on let's go inside!" Bulma said trying to heard her group through the front door. "Vegeta help Goten with his packages." He snorted but he did what he was told. (A/N Because Veggie is sooo whipped with love to Evil_Cranberry)
Once inside Goten and Vegeta dropped the presents off at the elegantly decorated Christmas tree before heading off to the kitchen with the others.
"Now it will be just a minute while I get every thing ready and set the table. I didn't know how late you would be so I just kept every thing warm."
"Okay mom. If you will exscuse me I just want to go get some air."
Goten made a move to fallow him but Trunks stopped him. "I will be okay Goten I just need a minute alone." Goten opened his mouth to say some thing but changed his mind and nodded.
Trunks opened the kitchen door and stepped out of kitchen door and headed down the path to the same bench that Goten had proposed on. It looked almost exactly the same. Beautiful white Christmas lights accented it beautifully setting a romantic tone. But Trunks sooo didn't feel romantic.
He slowly sat down and thought 'Man that's getting harder than it use too.'
"Ha! I didn't think that it was possible for some one to have a brat more stubborn than you. Well I guess what goes around, comes around."
"Father. NO offense but what the fuck are you going on about now?"
"That!" Vegeta said pointing at Trunks stomach that looked even larger do to the position that he was sitting in.
Trunks brushed his hand down his over sized button up and sighed. "Dad- I so don't need this right now okay. I didn't even want to come her because I knew that I would have to deal with you."
"It was just a statement. He'll come when he is ready."
Then Vegeta walked away.
"Well I wish he would hurry the hell up!"
"Who Trunks?" Goten appeared out of thin air... or the kitchen door one or the other.
"Truten."
Goten smiled. Not his usual smile, or the one where he was trying to get his way, just a soft smile that melted Trunks' heart and made him smile back and make room on the bench for Goten to sit.
"I told your mom not to wait for us to open presents."
Trunks just nodded and leaned against Goten for support. "However." Goten added. "I did manage to sneak one gift out."
Trunks smiled. "And what would that be love?" Goten laughed and reached into his jacket pocket to reveal a jewelry box. But it was different than the one that held their rings it was long and slender.
"Oh... what is it?" Trunks asked sitting up and acting like a small child on Christmas morning.
"Why don't you open it and find out?"
Trunks opened the box and let out a little squeak of excitement. Inside he found a plain silver chain with a heart shape locket incrusted with- "That's Truten's birthstone! Well- it will be if he decides to come out soon. If not I think they can fix it."
But it was not the pretty stones or chain that held Trunks' attentions. It was the tiny script that was elegantly written across the front of the locket. "The Story of Truten." Trunks read in a daze. The he snapped it open to reveal a picture of Goten and Trunks taken when they were around five and six.
"Oh Goten."
"Please tell me you like it. I tried really hard I have been thinking about it since August!"
"I love it."
"Thank God." Goten said as he began to breathe normally again.
Goten and Trunks left soon after that. Well that was the goal- really they ended up getting off the bench (and each other) around forty five minutes after that.
The drive home was a little slower than usual- seeing as how Goten was driving with one hand because Trunks had such a tight grip on the other. The listened to boring Christmas music on the local oldies station and by the time they both got home they we're to tired to make it up the stairs so they spent another evening on the coach.
A/N: It's been like forever right? Well this was a pretty long chapter so I hope you can wait a few days (like 3 at the most) for the next part. Oh... heh I am staring a website with a girl whom we all know and love Cranberry Boogers... it's gonna be all TRUTEN all the time baby... Got Truten fiction, or artwork... drop me or Cran a line. I'm begging you... and oh I know I ask a lot but can you please leave a wittle review before you leave? Thanks- much appreciated.
"Goten oh my God!" Trunks gasped, placing one hand on his huge stomach and the other on his heart.
"What?" Goten asked coming towards Trunks. He noticed that he looked horrible. All the color had drained out of his face, and he looked like he was scared out of his mind.
"My sister!" Trunks yelled.
"Oh. That. Don't worry she is taken care of. I got her toy store gift certificates, from both of us love."
"Mom? Dad?"
"We got your mother a subscription to 'Scientific Weekly' and your dad we got the entire WWF smack down series on DVD."
"Oh thank God."
"And there is no way I can talk you into going to your parents?" Goten asked moving towards Trunks in his usual seductive 'I have to get Trunks to do some thing that he doesn't want to' way.
"Well maybe there is 'a' way......WAIT what am I thinking... I'm to fat to be thinking about that!"
Goten laughed as Trunks pulled away. "Oh come on- for me?" Goten begged with those huge eyes that Trunks hated because he loved them so much.
"Fine. I give. And that's saying some thing about that look of yours because every time you use it to make me do some thing I don't want to- some thing ALWAYS goes wrong."
"I don't know what you are talking about love."
Trunks gestured down to his stomach. "Oh. That." Goten blushed. "Come on get dressed we're gonna miss diner."
"Jeez Goten I don't get how it is possible for you to eat more than me given the-"
"Oh shut up already. Now come on, I want to get out of here in an hour, and you know how long it takes you to get dressed now."
"You could always help me you know." Trunks said pouting.
"Nope that would just get us in trouble. The only thing that I know how to do is undress you- It would just take you longer to wind up with your clothes on."
**Three Hours Later**
"Are you ready to go yet?" Goten pleaded.
"Yeah I guess so." Trunks answered slowly walking down the stairs. It was weird. He was just in some weird funk that he couldn't get out of. He was so tired, and all he wanted to do was sleep. But Goten was right- he was always right. Trunks had not seen his family in a long time.
"Great I called your mother to let her know that we are on our way."
"Okay. Hey you think we should pick any thing up- or bring some thing, you know?"
"No. I asked her but she said she had every thing she needed to feed an army of aliens if needed. It's just your family after all- besides every thing is closed on Christmas."
"Yeah."
"Trunks? Are you okay?" Goten asked concerned.
"Yeah. Come on let's go. I'm starved."
"Ha! Who is the bottomless pit now?!"
"I can't help it. After all it is YOUR child in me!" Trunks laughed. 'Good' Goten thought. 'Maybe he is okay after all.'
***Capsule Corporation***
Goten and Trunks pulled into the drive way at six-thirty. Thirty minutes late- Bulma had promised Goten that they would wait for them before eating because he had not been sure exactly how long it would take Trunks to get ready. According to Goten Trunks had been getting slower and slower. They both hoped this meant that they baby was coming soon seeing as how he was already past due.
When the drove around the bend in front of the house they we're greeted by three members of Trunks' family. An excited looking Bulma- who was bouncing nearly as much as Trunks' sister Bra, and a pissed off Vegeta. He was most likely in a bad mood because his dinner had been delayed half an hour.
"My baby has come home!" Bulma yelled.
"Goten I am not getting out of this car." Trunks hissed at Goten as he put it in park.
"Come on Trunks she is just excited to see you because she misses you. And if you go I will give you a special surprise later." Goten teased.
"Fine." Trunks grumbled pushing open the car door, and with great difficulty pushing himself up out of the seat."
"Ohh Trunks!" Bulma said hugging her son and then stepping back to get a good look.
"Trunksy your huge!" Bra chirped.
"Thanks Bra. I love you too." Trunks added sarcastically.
"Come on let's go inside!" Bulma said trying to heard her group through the front door. "Vegeta help Goten with his packages." He snorted but he did what he was told. (A/N Because Veggie is sooo whipped with love to Evil_Cranberry)
Once inside Goten and Vegeta dropped the presents off at the elegantly decorated Christmas tree before heading off to the kitchen with the others.
"Now it will be just a minute while I get every thing ready and set the table. I didn't know how late you would be so I just kept every thing warm."
"Okay mom. If you will exscuse me I just want to go get some air."
Goten made a move to fallow him but Trunks stopped him. "I will be okay Goten I just need a minute alone." Goten opened his mouth to say some thing but changed his mind and nodded.
Trunks opened the kitchen door and stepped out of kitchen door and headed down the path to the same bench that Goten had proposed on. It looked almost exactly the same. Beautiful white Christmas lights accented it beautifully setting a romantic tone. But Trunks sooo didn't feel romantic.
He slowly sat down and thought 'Man that's getting harder than it use too.'
"Ha! I didn't think that it was possible for some one to have a brat more stubborn than you. Well I guess what goes around, comes around."
"Father. NO offense but what the fuck are you going on about now?"
"That!" Vegeta said pointing at Trunks stomach that looked even larger do to the position that he was sitting in.
Trunks brushed his hand down his over sized button up and sighed. "Dad- I so don't need this right now okay. I didn't even want to come her because I knew that I would have to deal with you."
"It was just a statement. He'll come when he is ready."
Then Vegeta walked away.
"Well I wish he would hurry the hell up!"
"Who Trunks?" Goten appeared out of thin air... or the kitchen door one or the other.
"Truten."
Goten smiled. Not his usual smile, or the one where he was trying to get his way, just a soft smile that melted Trunks' heart and made him smile back and make room on the bench for Goten to sit.
"I told your mom not to wait for us to open presents."
Trunks just nodded and leaned against Goten for support. "However." Goten added. "I did manage to sneak one gift out."
Trunks smiled. "And what would that be love?" Goten laughed and reached into his jacket pocket to reveal a jewelry box. But it was different than the one that held their rings it was long and slender.
"Oh... what is it?" Trunks asked sitting up and acting like a small child on Christmas morning.
"Why don't you open it and find out?"
Trunks opened the box and let out a little squeak of excitement. Inside he found a plain silver chain with a heart shape locket incrusted with- "That's Truten's birthstone! Well- it will be if he decides to come out soon. If not I think they can fix it."
But it was not the pretty stones or chain that held Trunks' attentions. It was the tiny script that was elegantly written across the front of the locket. "The Story of Truten." Trunks read in a daze. The he snapped it open to reveal a picture of Goten and Trunks taken when they were around five and six.
"Oh Goten."
"Please tell me you like it. I tried really hard I have been thinking about it since August!"
"I love it."
"Thank God." Goten said as he began to breathe normally again.
Goten and Trunks left soon after that. Well that was the goal- really they ended up getting off the bench (and each other) around forty five minutes after that.
The drive home was a little slower than usual- seeing as how Goten was driving with one hand because Trunks had such a tight grip on the other. The listened to boring Christmas music on the local oldies station and by the time they both got home they we're to tired to make it up the stairs so they spent another evening on the coach.
A/N: It's been like forever right? Well this was a pretty long chapter so I hope you can wait a few days (like 3 at the most) for the next part. Oh... heh I am staring a website with a girl whom we all know and love Cranberry Boogers... it's gonna be all TRUTEN all the time baby... Got Truten fiction, or artwork... drop me or Cran a line. I'm begging you... and oh I know I ask a lot but can you please leave a wittle review before you leave? Thanks- much appreciated.
