The Good, the Bad, and the Sleep Deprived
Chapter 13
Disclaimer: I don't own DB/Z/GT and I can never claim to. Hmm.but maybe if I stowed away in a box of DBZ merchandise that was being delivered to Toriyama-san's house, I could ask him (very sweetly, mind you ^_~) if he would give me the rights to his show...cuz you know I'm not asking FUNimation, for they are not worth my time and consideration...^-^;;;
AN: Wanna apologize for the slowness in my updating, guys. And I thank you all for waiting patiently with me while I continuously ignore this fic. ^^;;; I love it to pieces, and I'm forestalling to keep it going forever and ever and ever...lol.
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The two boys grinned with excitement as Chibi poured the water at their feet. They both giggled when the glue hardened, cracked, and chipped away from their shoes.
"Yeah! We're free!!" shouted Goten.
Chibi Trunks smirked, very Vegeta-like. "Now, Goten-kun, we will put Phase Two into action! Let's go!"
He trotted off to his room, motioning over his shoulder for Goten to follow. When the duo entered Chibi's room, Goten sat on the edge of the bed while Chibi Trunks commenced in pretty much tearing his room apart.
"Er..Trunks? What are you doing?"
"Mmurrrupmhph!!!" the lavender haired boy said from under the avalanche of toys that just poured out from his closet.
"Need any help?" Goten asked, flashing the classic Son Grin at the pile of toys where his best friend lay.
Chibi surfaced and glared at the boy who sat a few feet away from him. He glanced around his room once more, then dove into the toy pile. He rummaged around for a moment, creating as much noise as humanly possible, then resurfaced proudly holding something in his right hand.
"Ha! I found them!!"
Goten blinked. "Found what? And will you please tell me what your plan is, Trunks? Please?"
Chibi smirked again. "Well, since you asked so nicely, I suppose I can let you in on my brilliance."
Goten grinned as Chibi made his way over to the bed and sat next to him. He held out his prize and looked at Goten.
"Do you know what these are?"
"Uh...balloons?"
"Not just any balloons, Goten! These are the balloons that will declare us the Prank Masters of the Century!!!"
Goten scratched his head. "Okay... All that from a bag of party balloons...?"
"My dear young and naïve friend, you certainly have a lot to learn."
"Riiiiiight..."
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Mirai Trunks emerged from the kitchen after having finished his raid of the refrigerator. He walked down the hallway, heading for the gravity room. To get there he would have to pass by the living room, so he decided to check on his two victims. But to his surprise, they were no longer there.
"Oh boy...now this could be a problem..." he said to himself, already thinking of the possible measures they would take to get the ultimate revenge on him.
He groaned inwardly and continued on his way to the gravity chamber. Now, he was a smart man, smarter than most people his age. Hell, smarter than most people twice his age. He could figure out a way to retain his current position as the winner. No, he *would* figure out a way.
"Hey, Gohan," Mirai Trunks greeted as his friend exited the chamber.
"Hey, Trunks. Haven't seen you since the kitchen scene. How's it goin'?"
"Better. But those brats escaped from the glue. And I just know they're up to something evil right now."
"So what are you gonna do?"
Mirai shrugged his shoulders. "I haven't the faintest clue. Wanna spar?"
Gohan snorted. "Oh no, I asked you that this morning! And do you remember what you did to me??!"
The older man laughed and placed a hand on the teen's shoulder. "I'm really sorry about that. Really, I am."
"No you're not..."
Mirai grinned. "Okay, so I'm not. It's your own fault for waking me up."
Gohan grumbled some incoherent remark and brooded for a few seconds. Then he sighed. "Yes."
"Nani?"
"You asked if I wanted to spar. My answer is yes."
Mirai Trunks nodded and they were about to walk into the gravity room, when suddenly Mirai Trunks had a brilliant idea. A smile played across his face and a small chuckle escaped his lips. Gohan turned to him and raised an eyebrow.
"What's so funny?"
"I just had a thought."
"Did it die of loneliness?"
"Ha ha, very funny."
"You set yourself up for that one, man."
Gohan grinned. Mirai Trunks rolled his eyes and grinned also. "I suppose. But really, I think I've figured out a way to counter whatever attack those two are planning."
"And what would that be?"
Mirai Trunks smirked. "Have any balloons?"
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Okies, I know this was terribly short and nothing really happened, but next chapter shall be better. I promise.
Mirai Trunks Clone: 'Ch. If I were the reviewers, I'd really be ticked that you made me wait so long for something as cruddy as this.
leelee: ^-^;;;; Eheheheh..gomen nasai guys! But anyway, it seems as though both Trunkses have the same train of thought. What could these two possibly have in mind? Whoever guesses correctly first will get a Sexy Vegeta Clone and a whip. ^____^
Mirai Trunks Clone: Hentai.
leelee: And proud of it. ^_~
Disclaimer: I don't own DB/Z/GT and I can never claim to. Hmm.but maybe if I stowed away in a box of DBZ merchandise that was being delivered to Toriyama-san's house, I could ask him (very sweetly, mind you ^_~) if he would give me the rights to his show...cuz you know I'm not asking FUNimation, for they are not worth my time and consideration...^-^;;;
AN: Wanna apologize for the slowness in my updating, guys. And I thank you all for waiting patiently with me while I continuously ignore this fic. ^^;;; I love it to pieces, and I'm forestalling to keep it going forever and ever and ever...lol.
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The two boys grinned with excitement as Chibi poured the water at their feet. They both giggled when the glue hardened, cracked, and chipped away from their shoes.
"Yeah! We're free!!" shouted Goten.
Chibi Trunks smirked, very Vegeta-like. "Now, Goten-kun, we will put Phase Two into action! Let's go!"
He trotted off to his room, motioning over his shoulder for Goten to follow. When the duo entered Chibi's room, Goten sat on the edge of the bed while Chibi Trunks commenced in pretty much tearing his room apart.
"Er..Trunks? What are you doing?"
"Mmurrrupmhph!!!" the lavender haired boy said from under the avalanche of toys that just poured out from his closet.
"Need any help?" Goten asked, flashing the classic Son Grin at the pile of toys where his best friend lay.
Chibi surfaced and glared at the boy who sat a few feet away from him. He glanced around his room once more, then dove into the toy pile. He rummaged around for a moment, creating as much noise as humanly possible, then resurfaced proudly holding something in his right hand.
"Ha! I found them!!"
Goten blinked. "Found what? And will you please tell me what your plan is, Trunks? Please?"
Chibi smirked again. "Well, since you asked so nicely, I suppose I can let you in on my brilliance."
Goten grinned as Chibi made his way over to the bed and sat next to him. He held out his prize and looked at Goten.
"Do you know what these are?"
"Uh...balloons?"
"Not just any balloons, Goten! These are the balloons that will declare us the Prank Masters of the Century!!!"
Goten scratched his head. "Okay... All that from a bag of party balloons...?"
"My dear young and naïve friend, you certainly have a lot to learn."
"Riiiiiight..."
~*~*~
Mirai Trunks emerged from the kitchen after having finished his raid of the refrigerator. He walked down the hallway, heading for the gravity room. To get there he would have to pass by the living room, so he decided to check on his two victims. But to his surprise, they were no longer there.
"Oh boy...now this could be a problem..." he said to himself, already thinking of the possible measures they would take to get the ultimate revenge on him.
He groaned inwardly and continued on his way to the gravity chamber. Now, he was a smart man, smarter than most people his age. Hell, smarter than most people twice his age. He could figure out a way to retain his current position as the winner. No, he *would* figure out a way.
"Hey, Gohan," Mirai Trunks greeted as his friend exited the chamber.
"Hey, Trunks. Haven't seen you since the kitchen scene. How's it goin'?"
"Better. But those brats escaped from the glue. And I just know they're up to something evil right now."
"So what are you gonna do?"
Mirai shrugged his shoulders. "I haven't the faintest clue. Wanna spar?"
Gohan snorted. "Oh no, I asked you that this morning! And do you remember what you did to me??!"
The older man laughed and placed a hand on the teen's shoulder. "I'm really sorry about that. Really, I am."
"No you're not..."
Mirai grinned. "Okay, so I'm not. It's your own fault for waking me up."
Gohan grumbled some incoherent remark and brooded for a few seconds. Then he sighed. "Yes."
"Nani?"
"You asked if I wanted to spar. My answer is yes."
Mirai Trunks nodded and they were about to walk into the gravity room, when suddenly Mirai Trunks had a brilliant idea. A smile played across his face and a small chuckle escaped his lips. Gohan turned to him and raised an eyebrow.
"What's so funny?"
"I just had a thought."
"Did it die of loneliness?"
"Ha ha, very funny."
"You set yourself up for that one, man."
Gohan grinned. Mirai Trunks rolled his eyes and grinned also. "I suppose. But really, I think I've figured out a way to counter whatever attack those two are planning."
"And what would that be?"
Mirai Trunks smirked. "Have any balloons?"
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Okies, I know this was terribly short and nothing really happened, but next chapter shall be better. I promise.
Mirai Trunks Clone: 'Ch. If I were the reviewers, I'd really be ticked that you made me wait so long for something as cruddy as this.
leelee: ^-^;;;; Eheheheh..gomen nasai guys! But anyway, it seems as though both Trunkses have the same train of thought. What could these two possibly have in mind? Whoever guesses correctly first will get a Sexy Vegeta Clone and a whip. ^____^
Mirai Trunks Clone: Hentai.
leelee: And proud of it. ^_~