The Good, the Bad, and the Sleep Deprived
Chapter 10
Warnings: humor, torture, and the like
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Really.
I said I'm broke!
Get off my case!!
Geez....
Author's Note: Has anybody noticed that that is one LONG ass title up there? Or is it just me? Ok, onto the fic... ^^
2nd note: Thanks muchly to Anshin and Lin-z for giving me ideas for the revenge!
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Mirai Trunks stepped out of the shower AGAIN that day. Yeah, Chibi had doused him with hot water to supposedly wash off the flour-
//Wash off the flour my ass!!!//
Erm...shut up Trunks..^^
Anyway, like I was narrating before I was so rudely interrupted..
Chibi drenched him with hot water, but that didn't exactly get all the flour off. Have you wonderful audience people ever mixed water and flour together? Yeah. Thick, pasty mess.
So, Trunks was previously dripping from head to toe, but not necessarily with water. Some of that was floury goo. Presently, Trunks was drying himself off with his ki and dressing in a pair of jeans and a shirt. Use your imagination people. Put some pretty designs on it if ya want.
Trunks sat on the edge of his bed, racking his brain for a punishment suitable for his hellish other half. He put his chin in his hand and tapped his fingers against his cheek. He glanced around his room, hoping that something would jump out at him and give him an idea. Something did jump out at him.
And hit him smack dab in the middle of his face. (Kami, I love author powers! ^^)
"Oww..."
Trunks peeled the offending item off his face and held it in his hand. It was a small bottle with a label reading...well, just wouldn't you like to know? He closed his hand around the bottle and an evil smirk spread across his lips. (Lips that I would bet all of my non-existent money on that they're really soft...^__^;;)
Yes, this punishment would be worse than the gravity room.
Worse than being bald.
Worse..than death itself.
He rose from his position on the bed and walked into the hallway, feeling very proud of his new plan for vengeance. He scanned the house for the boys' ki and located them in the living room.
//Perfect. You two escapees from hell are exactly where I need you to be.// Trunks thought with a smile.
He walked calmly into the living room. The two boys looked up and smiled innocently.
"Don't play that game with me, brats. I don't fall for it," Trunks said, sounding uncannily like Vegeta.
Goten put his hand behind his head and flashed the legendary Son Grin. Chibi Trunks folded his arms and scowled.
"So what do you want?" he asked coldly.
Trunks put his hand to chest in mock hurt. "Why, Chibi! I'm surprised at you! Do I have to want something? The only thing I want is to spend time with my younger self and his adorable little friend," he said, pinching their cheeks a little too hard.
"A likely story..." Chibi replied, rubbing his cheek, completely unconvinced.
Trunks smiled. "Could you two do something for me?"
Chibi raised an eyebrow, and Goten tilted his head to the side. "What?" they both asked together.
"Stand right over there," he said, pointing to a place on the carpet directly in front of the television.
The two young children looked at each other, uncertainty in their eyes. They cautiously rose from the couch, and walked to the indicated spots. A chill ran down both of their spines as they stepped in something cold and sticky.
"What is this??" Goten asked, while trying to pull his feet from the ground, but to no avail.
Chibi Trunks gritted his teeth as he tried to break free, but he too, was unable.
Mirai Trunks chuckled and walked up to them. "Looks like you two are stuck. I'd like to help you...but then again, no I wouldn't."
He walked away, purposefully dropping the bottle he was holding at their feet. He grabbed the remote control and stood in the doorway, leaning against the frame. He watched as Chibi Trunks picked up the bottle. His eyes widened as he read the label.
"What is it, Trunks?" Goten asked, beginning to worry.
"S-s-super glue..."
Goten's eyes widened, mirroring the size of his friend's. Mirai Trunks laughed from his place in the doorway. He aimed the remote at the TV and switched it from the cartoon show they had been previously watching to the History Channel.
"I think you two need to be educated," Mirai Trunks said with a smirk.
The boys' eyes widened even more as they were forced to watch the mindless dribble on the box in front of them. The same box that had, at one time, provided them with so much joy and happiness.
Mirai Trunks studied them for a moment, his mind calculating. Then he put the remote control on the floor, *just* out of their reach.
Tears stung the corners of their eyes, and they struggled desperately to reach the remote control. But Mirai Trunks was very precise in his calculations. Being the son of a technological genius had a few perks every now and then.
//And since this glue is ki-resistant, they shouldn't be going anywhere any time soon.//
Trunks chuckled inwardly, and walked away.
"Have fun you two," he said over his shoulder.
Goten sunk to the floor, wrapped an arm around his knees, sucked his thumb, and rocked back and forth. Chibi growled at his counterpart.
"I will get you for this, pretty boy!!!!" he called to him.
Mirai Trunks just laughed as he walked down the hall.
Chibi pouted and watched his other self leave. He glanced at his best friend, who was sucking his thumb on the floor. Chibi sniffed and his bottom lip trembled. He soon joined Goten on the floor, rocking back and forth.
"Mmmmmooooooooommmmmmmmyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!" Chibi whined.
To Be Continued...
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I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I'd like to thank all my reviewers for encouraging to write more. This chapter was for you guys!
Warnings: humor, torture, and the like
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Really.
I said I'm broke!
Get off my case!!
Geez....
Author's Note: Has anybody noticed that that is one LONG ass title up there? Or is it just me? Ok, onto the fic... ^^
2nd note: Thanks muchly to Anshin and Lin-z for giving me ideas for the revenge!
****************************************
Mirai Trunks stepped out of the shower AGAIN that day. Yeah, Chibi had doused him with hot water to supposedly wash off the flour-
//Wash off the flour my ass!!!//
Erm...shut up Trunks..^^
Anyway, like I was narrating before I was so rudely interrupted..
Chibi drenched him with hot water, but that didn't exactly get all the flour off. Have you wonderful audience people ever mixed water and flour together? Yeah. Thick, pasty mess.
So, Trunks was previously dripping from head to toe, but not necessarily with water. Some of that was floury goo. Presently, Trunks was drying himself off with his ki and dressing in a pair of jeans and a shirt. Use your imagination people. Put some pretty designs on it if ya want.
Trunks sat on the edge of his bed, racking his brain for a punishment suitable for his hellish other half. He put his chin in his hand and tapped his fingers against his cheek. He glanced around his room, hoping that something would jump out at him and give him an idea. Something did jump out at him.
And hit him smack dab in the middle of his face. (Kami, I love author powers! ^^)
"Oww..."
Trunks peeled the offending item off his face and held it in his hand. It was a small bottle with a label reading...well, just wouldn't you like to know? He closed his hand around the bottle and an evil smirk spread across his lips. (Lips that I would bet all of my non-existent money on that they're really soft...^__^;;)
Yes, this punishment would be worse than the gravity room.
Worse than being bald.
Worse..than death itself.
He rose from his position on the bed and walked into the hallway, feeling very proud of his new plan for vengeance. He scanned the house for the boys' ki and located them in the living room.
//Perfect. You two escapees from hell are exactly where I need you to be.// Trunks thought with a smile.
He walked calmly into the living room. The two boys looked up and smiled innocently.
"Don't play that game with me, brats. I don't fall for it," Trunks said, sounding uncannily like Vegeta.
Goten put his hand behind his head and flashed the legendary Son Grin. Chibi Trunks folded his arms and scowled.
"So what do you want?" he asked coldly.
Trunks put his hand to chest in mock hurt. "Why, Chibi! I'm surprised at you! Do I have to want something? The only thing I want is to spend time with my younger self and his adorable little friend," he said, pinching their cheeks a little too hard.
"A likely story..." Chibi replied, rubbing his cheek, completely unconvinced.
Trunks smiled. "Could you two do something for me?"
Chibi raised an eyebrow, and Goten tilted his head to the side. "What?" they both asked together.
"Stand right over there," he said, pointing to a place on the carpet directly in front of the television.
The two young children looked at each other, uncertainty in their eyes. They cautiously rose from the couch, and walked to the indicated spots. A chill ran down both of their spines as they stepped in something cold and sticky.
"What is this??" Goten asked, while trying to pull his feet from the ground, but to no avail.
Chibi Trunks gritted his teeth as he tried to break free, but he too, was unable.
Mirai Trunks chuckled and walked up to them. "Looks like you two are stuck. I'd like to help you...but then again, no I wouldn't."
He walked away, purposefully dropping the bottle he was holding at their feet. He grabbed the remote control and stood in the doorway, leaning against the frame. He watched as Chibi Trunks picked up the bottle. His eyes widened as he read the label.
"What is it, Trunks?" Goten asked, beginning to worry.
"S-s-super glue..."
Goten's eyes widened, mirroring the size of his friend's. Mirai Trunks laughed from his place in the doorway. He aimed the remote at the TV and switched it from the cartoon show they had been previously watching to the History Channel.
"I think you two need to be educated," Mirai Trunks said with a smirk.
The boys' eyes widened even more as they were forced to watch the mindless dribble on the box in front of them. The same box that had, at one time, provided them with so much joy and happiness.
Mirai Trunks studied them for a moment, his mind calculating. Then he put the remote control on the floor, *just* out of their reach.
Tears stung the corners of their eyes, and they struggled desperately to reach the remote control. But Mirai Trunks was very precise in his calculations. Being the son of a technological genius had a few perks every now and then.
//And since this glue is ki-resistant, they shouldn't be going anywhere any time soon.//
Trunks chuckled inwardly, and walked away.
"Have fun you two," he said over his shoulder.
Goten sunk to the floor, wrapped an arm around his knees, sucked his thumb, and rocked back and forth. Chibi growled at his counterpart.
"I will get you for this, pretty boy!!!!" he called to him.
Mirai Trunks just laughed as he walked down the hall.
Chibi pouted and watched his other self leave. He glanced at his best friend, who was sucking his thumb on the floor. Chibi sniffed and his bottom lip trembled. He soon joined Goten on the floor, rocking back and forth.
"Mmmmmooooooooommmmmmmmyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!" Chibi whined.
To Be Continued...
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I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I'd like to thank all my reviewers for encouraging to write more. This chapter was for you guys!