The Good, the Bad, and the Sleep Deprived II
Warnings: humor, cranky Trunks, OOC Gohan, etc.
Disclaimer: I don't own shit. Simple as that. ^_^
AN: Sorry this took a while, but Spring Break is here and I am inspired. Sorta. ^^
Author's second note: I imagine that Chibi Trunks would find it kinda weird to call his counterpart 'Trunks' seeing as it's awkward to say your own name. Ya get my point, right? Anyway, he refers to his future self as 'big brother,' k? But not in this chapter so don't worry about it. Just for future reference.
Gohan walked down the hallway to Trunks' room pondering what Bulma had meant by her warning. What was so bad about Trunks today? Every other day he was always nice, at least when Gohan was around. So what should make today any different?
Little did Gohan know, Trunks was a very dangerous person when he hasn't had his proper amount of sleep. Especially when you combine that with a lack of food. 'Cause everyone knows how a Saiya-jin can get when he don't eat…(AN: *shudders* Not good for Gohan…)
Gohan reached Trunks' doorway and looked inside. He saw Trunks sprawled out on his bed, the sun cascading through the window creating a golden hue on his perfect skin, accentuating every wonderful angle on his perfectly handsome body. (^__^;;;;; Umm…ignore that…my thoughts…eheheheh…) Gohan knocked gently on the door as to forewarn Trunks of his entry.
The black-haired teenager noticed a change in Trunks' breathing and knew he was awake. He walked towards his bed and tapped Trunks on the shoulder. The lavender-haired man rolled over and tried to ignore him. But Gohan doesn't give up that easily.
"Alright Trunks," Gohan muttered to himself. "I don't care if I have to drag you outside by your hair, you will be training with me today."
Gohan reached over, grabbed his shoulder, and not very gently shook the poor kid awake.
Trunks frowned, furrowing his eyebrows. He opened his eyes and turned to face Gohan. "What the hell do you want??!!!!" he growled through clenched teeth.
"Uh…" Gohan stammered, slightly taken aback by his friend's outburst. "I need a sparring partner and…"
"I don't WANT to spar, Gohan."
"But…"
Trunks glared at him and buried his face under his pillow. "Now go away," was the muffled command.
"I'm not going anywhere until you spar with me."
Trunks slowly took the pillow away from his head and looked at Gohan. Then he concentrated his gaze on an object next to his bed. It was one of the shoes that he had unceremoniously chunked on the floor earlier this morning before he fell asleep. He picked up the shoe and smirked Vegeta-style.
"Um…Trunks…? What are you…"
Gohan never had a chance to finish his question before a very hard boot came in contact with his head. He grimaced at the pain and ran out the room, screaming, just as Trunks picked up his other boot.
Trunks chuckled lightly to himself as he watched his former mentor run from him screaming for his life. "Now maybe I can get some sleep…" he said, throwing the shoe only Kami knows where and putting his head back on his soft pillow.
As Gohan bounded down the stairs, he saw Bulma watching her daily soaps. She looked up at him and, seeing his shocked expression, grinned broadly.
"I told you."
"Uh-huh…I don't wanna talk about it…" Gohan said sitting beside her. "I guess I should have known better. He is Vegeta's son."
"And what is that supposed to mean, demon spawn??" came the familiar, gruff voice.
"Heh, heh…nothing Vegeta…really…"
Bulma slowly, but casually, inched away from Gohan as Vegeta advanced towards the teenager.
~*~
Chibi Trunks and Goten sat in Capsule Corporation's backyard under the large oak tree. They both looked quite bored.
"So, what do you wanna do?" Chibi Trunks asked his best friend.
Goten nudged a rock with the toe of his boot. "I dunno. What do you wanna do?"
Chibi Trunks sighed. "I know! Let's play a prank on somebody!! But who…?"
"Don't trick your dad. I remember what happened the last time," Goten said, thinking back to the pineapple incident.
The 8-year-old shuddered slightly at the memory. He had gotten in a bunch of trouble for that one. "But no worries," he said glancing at Goten. "Dad's hair grew back…eventually…"
Goten looked doubtfully at the sneaky boy sitting next to him. "I'm not so sure about this…"
"Oh don't worry. You will be sooner or later. Now the question is, who to prank?" Chibi Trunks rubbed his chin. Suddenly, his eyes lit up as he formulated a brilliant idea. "Oh yeah! Being the son of a genius has its advantages."
"Who do we trick this time?"
Chibi Trunks smirked, looking like Mirai Trunks, which in turn made him look exactly like his father. "We are going to prank a certain boy who comes from the future and has my hair, my parents, and my face."
Goten's eyes widened. "But I thought your dad said we couldn't bother him."
"Yeah, yeah. He's supposedly real tired 'cause he stayed up late doing…something…but so what. That just makes the joke even better."
"So what's the plan?"
Chibi Trunks smiled widely and began to explain his ingenious plan to Goten. "See, this is what we're gonna do…"
TBC
Uh, this was more of a filler chapter, I think… Anyhoo… What's Chibi's brilliant plan? What horrors can he inflict on his future counterpart? Oh the possibilities… ^_^ Hope you're having fun! Cuz I am…*evil smirk*
Warnings: humor, cranky Trunks, OOC Gohan, etc.
Disclaimer: I don't own shit. Simple as that. ^_^
AN: Sorry this took a while, but Spring Break is here and I am inspired. Sorta. ^^
Author's second note: I imagine that Chibi Trunks would find it kinda weird to call his counterpart 'Trunks' seeing as it's awkward to say your own name. Ya get my point, right? Anyway, he refers to his future self as 'big brother,' k? But not in this chapter so don't worry about it. Just for future reference.
Gohan walked down the hallway to Trunks' room pondering what Bulma had meant by her warning. What was so bad about Trunks today? Every other day he was always nice, at least when Gohan was around. So what should make today any different?
Little did Gohan know, Trunks was a very dangerous person when he hasn't had his proper amount of sleep. Especially when you combine that with a lack of food. 'Cause everyone knows how a Saiya-jin can get when he don't eat…(AN: *shudders* Not good for Gohan…)
Gohan reached Trunks' doorway and looked inside. He saw Trunks sprawled out on his bed, the sun cascading through the window creating a golden hue on his perfect skin, accentuating every wonderful angle on his perfectly handsome body. (^__^;;;;; Umm…ignore that…my thoughts…eheheheh…) Gohan knocked gently on the door as to forewarn Trunks of his entry.
The black-haired teenager noticed a change in Trunks' breathing and knew he was awake. He walked towards his bed and tapped Trunks on the shoulder. The lavender-haired man rolled over and tried to ignore him. But Gohan doesn't give up that easily.
"Alright Trunks," Gohan muttered to himself. "I don't care if I have to drag you outside by your hair, you will be training with me today."
Gohan reached over, grabbed his shoulder, and not very gently shook the poor kid awake.
Trunks frowned, furrowing his eyebrows. He opened his eyes and turned to face Gohan. "What the hell do you want??!!!!" he growled through clenched teeth.
"Uh…" Gohan stammered, slightly taken aback by his friend's outburst. "I need a sparring partner and…"
"I don't WANT to spar, Gohan."
"But…"
Trunks glared at him and buried his face under his pillow. "Now go away," was the muffled command.
"I'm not going anywhere until you spar with me."
Trunks slowly took the pillow away from his head and looked at Gohan. Then he concentrated his gaze on an object next to his bed. It was one of the shoes that he had unceremoniously chunked on the floor earlier this morning before he fell asleep. He picked up the shoe and smirked Vegeta-style.
"Um…Trunks…? What are you…"
Gohan never had a chance to finish his question before a very hard boot came in contact with his head. He grimaced at the pain and ran out the room, screaming, just as Trunks picked up his other boot.
Trunks chuckled lightly to himself as he watched his former mentor run from him screaming for his life. "Now maybe I can get some sleep…" he said, throwing the shoe only Kami knows where and putting his head back on his soft pillow.
As Gohan bounded down the stairs, he saw Bulma watching her daily soaps. She looked up at him and, seeing his shocked expression, grinned broadly.
"I told you."
"Uh-huh…I don't wanna talk about it…" Gohan said sitting beside her. "I guess I should have known better. He is Vegeta's son."
"And what is that supposed to mean, demon spawn??" came the familiar, gruff voice.
"Heh, heh…nothing Vegeta…really…"
Bulma slowly, but casually, inched away from Gohan as Vegeta advanced towards the teenager.
~*~
Chibi Trunks and Goten sat in Capsule Corporation's backyard under the large oak tree. They both looked quite bored.
"So, what do you wanna do?" Chibi Trunks asked his best friend.
Goten nudged a rock with the toe of his boot. "I dunno. What do you wanna do?"
Chibi Trunks sighed. "I know! Let's play a prank on somebody!! But who…?"
"Don't trick your dad. I remember what happened the last time," Goten said, thinking back to the pineapple incident.
The 8-year-old shuddered slightly at the memory. He had gotten in a bunch of trouble for that one. "But no worries," he said glancing at Goten. "Dad's hair grew back…eventually…"
Goten looked doubtfully at the sneaky boy sitting next to him. "I'm not so sure about this…"
"Oh don't worry. You will be sooner or later. Now the question is, who to prank?" Chibi Trunks rubbed his chin. Suddenly, his eyes lit up as he formulated a brilliant idea. "Oh yeah! Being the son of a genius has its advantages."
"Who do we trick this time?"
Chibi Trunks smirked, looking like Mirai Trunks, which in turn made him look exactly like his father. "We are going to prank a certain boy who comes from the future and has my hair, my parents, and my face."
Goten's eyes widened. "But I thought your dad said we couldn't bother him."
"Yeah, yeah. He's supposedly real tired 'cause he stayed up late doing…something…but so what. That just makes the joke even better."
"So what's the plan?"
Chibi Trunks smiled widely and began to explain his ingenious plan to Goten. "See, this is what we're gonna do…"
TBC
Uh, this was more of a filler chapter, I think… Anyhoo… What's Chibi's brilliant plan? What horrors can he inflict on his future counterpart? Oh the possibilities… ^_^ Hope you're having fun! Cuz I am…*evil smirk*