The Good, the Bad, and the Sleep Deprived
Chapter 16
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. If I did, Mirai Trunks would be the star of the show, I would be his wife, and we would have many, many children together... ^_^;;; I'm not obsessed...really...
Author note: Writer's block? ^^;;;
Mirai Trunks Clone: *to reviewers* Ya know guys, I wouldn't take this if I were you. leelee: Shut up...-_-;;;
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Chibi and Mirai gulped. Oh man, were they in for it this time. Mirai Trunks noticed his younger counterpart casually making his way towards the door and grabbed him by the collar. He held him up at eye level and glared.
"And just where do you think you're going?" he asked.
"Uh...nowhere...just, er, going to uh..."
"There is no way you're getting out of this one, kid. If I'm going down, I'm taking you with me."
Chibi squirmed in Mirai's grasp, trying to get free, but to no avail. "What about Goten?"
Mirai Trunks assumed a thoughtful look for a moment.
"Well...now that you mention it, I think Goten can actually be of some use to us," he said, turning his attention to the innocent black-haired boy.
Goten's eyes widened and sweat began to trickle down the side of his face. He had seen that same look on Chibi's face before. And it usually meant loads of trouble for him.
Mirai dropped Chibi on the floor and walked over to Goten. He bent down and looked him in the eye.
"Hey, Goten. I need you to do both me and Chibi a huge favor. Can you cry on command?"
Goten tilted his head to the side in confusion and nodded.
"Great. I have a plan, and you play a very important role, understand?"
Goten nodded again. "Am I gonna get in trouble?"
"Of course not. Would I ever do that to you?" he asked, smiling as innocently as he could.
Goten raised his ridiculously fake eyebrows. "Dude, even I'm not that stupid."
Mirai laughed. Chibi walked up to them and tapped his 'big brother' on the shoulder.
"You said you had a plan?" he prompted.
The older man nodded. "Yeah. And if it's gonna work, we'll have to do it quickly. It's the only way I can think of to get us out this mess we're in. Now listen up."
The three huddled together and Mirai whispered his ingenious plan to them.
*****
Gohan and Vegeta walked out of their respective showers simultaneously, both mad as hell. They ran into each other in the hallway, both wearing the same expression.
"Hey, Vegeta," Gohan said.
Vegeta growled. He was not in the mood to talk.
"What is it hell spawn?" he asked in his usual 'I've-got-a-stick-way-too- far-up-my-ass-to-be-bothered-with-dorks-like-you' tone of voice.
"I think we should join forces to get those two bastards back for what they did to us."
Vegeta turned around to face him, one eyebrow raised. "You want revenge? The pure-hearted, goody-two-shoe son of Kakarotto wants revenge? Looks like hell has finally frozen over."
"Tell me about it when you get there, Vegeta," he retorted casually.
A look a slight surprise crossed the arrogant prince's features for a second, before his usual mask of indifference dominated his face once again.
"What did you have in mind, brat?"
"Well, since you asked..."
******
Bulma was still in the garden talking with Android 18, and Marron was growing restless. She had no idea what they were talking about, and she was getting bored. She wished one of the boys was around to play tea party with again. She'd had so much fun the last time they played.
Needless to say, she was overjoyed when all three of the boys came into the garden. She wiggled in her mother's lap and jumped down to greet Mirai Trunks. He smiled down at her as she latched onto his leg.
"Marron seems to have a fondness for you, Trunks," Bulma said, smiling. "What is it with you and girls?"
Mirai blushed slightly. "Er...uh..."
"What are you guys here for anyway? Surely you don't want to hear our conversation," 18 said.
He smiled and glanced at Goten, silently signaling him to commence the plan. Goten breathed deeply and prepared himself for the biggest performance of his life.
The young halfling walked up to Bulma, fell to his knees, and began crying his eyes out. Bulma and 18 looked at each other. The two women bent down and tried to calm him down.
"Goten...shhh...what's wrong? What happened?"
He hiccuped and continued to bawl. "V-v-vegeta....he-he said I was a stupid bastard and that-that my dad was a weak little bitc-"
"Uh...Goten, you shouldn't say those words..." 18 said to him.
Goten sniffed and wiped his eyes. "B-but that's what V-vegeta said..."
Bulma narrowed her eyes. "Oh he did, did he? Oh Vegeeeeeetaaaaaa~!!!!!!!" she yelled, walking away to find him.
"He's in the kitchen, mom!" Mirai and Chibi yelled after her.
The two Trunkses looked at each other and grinned. Goten was still being consoled by the blonde android, his sobs slowly becoming sniffles. Mirai walked over to Goten and picked him up.
"I think we can handle it now. Thanks for your help, 18."
The android nodded and smiled. Trunks involuntarily shuddered at the likeness she showed to her future counterpart. 18 noticed and chuckled to herself. She bent down and scooped her daughter into her arms and walked away to watch the show Bulma was about to create.
Mirai waited until he was sure she was gone before he put Goten down on the ground.
'Well that takes care of dad,' Mirai thought to himself.
Suddenly Chibi laughed out loud, and Goten and Mirai gave him odd looks. They looked at each other and then back at him.
"What's so funny?" asked Goten.
He grinned. "Listen."
They did as they were told and soon they too could hear what was so funny. Apparently, Bulma was yelling so loudly, she could be heard all the way in the garden.
"...how dare you tell him such things...you should watch your mouth...could scar the poor kid's mind...better be glad I'm not Chichi...as soon as I find my frying pan...kick your royal...no Pepsi for a year..."
The boys cringed at that last one. Everyone knew how much Vegeta needed his Pepsi. Only Bulma could inflict such a cruel punishment on the Saiya-jin no Ouji. Looking at each other for a second, all three sharing the same idea, they made their way to the kitchen as quickly as possible.
The sight that greeted them shocked them to no end. Bulma was nowhere in sight, most likely having stomped off in a fit of rage, and Vegeta was curled up on the tile floor in a fetal position.
"D-dad...?" Chibi said.
"Wow, what did you guys say to Bulma?" Gohan asked, still in shock at having witnessed the rather one-sided argument.
Chibi and Goten laughed nervously. Gohan shook his head as if to clear it and narrowed his eyes at the three hybrids.
"Ya know, I seem to remember being really pissed off at you guys. So, what do you think is a suitable punishment, huh?"
"But Gohan, I didn't do anything! Why do I have to be punished?!" Goten whined to his brother.
Gohan looked down at him, and his eyes softened a little.
"I know. It's not you that I'm mad at. It's them," he said, scowling at the two royal Saiya-jins.
"Look, Gohan. I think I can do something that might be of some benefit to you," Mirai Trunks said.
Gohan raised his eyebrows. "And what's that?"
"Well, earlier you were worried about what Videl would think of you're new, uh, hairstyle-"
"Don't remind me," he groaned.
Mirai smirked. "What I'm trying to say is, you don't need to worry about it. This happened to dad before, but he didn't have to walk around with a pineapple tree on his head for all eternity, right?"
"Right..."
"So obviously, there's something that can make that thing go away, right?"
Gohan's eyes widened with realization. "That's right! Trunks, you're brilliant!"
"Yeah, I know."
"But big brother," Chibi began, "mom only made enough for dad. There is no more of that stuff!"
"WHAT????!!!!" Gohan screamed.
Mirai threw his hands in the air and sighed. "Thanks a lot, Chibi. Really."
"What? Did I say something wrong?"
Mirai rolled his eyes and walked up to Gohan, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry man, I'm sure my mom can make some more."
Gohan looked up at him. "Really?"
He nodded.
"But I'm still pissed."
'Damn...'
Mirai Trunks sighed and quickly thought of something. "Gohan, I can get you a date with Videl."
"What? Are you serious??!! You can really get her to go out with me??"
"Sure..." he said, a small sweatdrop forming on the back of his head.
"Oh my Kami...I've been trying to get her to notice me all school year! Oh man...would you really do that for me...?! Trunks, you rock, man! How could I ever repay..."
The sweatdrop on the back of Mirai's head was gradually growing bigger and bigger as Gohan prattled incessantly about his crush. Now that neither Gohan nor Vegeta was going to be harming him any time soon, there was only one problem left.
How was he going to get Videl to go out with Gohan?
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Not to say that Gohan is a *nerd* or anything.... Gohan fans, please don't take that the wrong way... *cowers in a corner* ^^;;;;;;;;;;;;;
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. If I did, Mirai Trunks would be the star of the show, I would be his wife, and we would have many, many children together... ^_^;;; I'm not obsessed...really...
Author note: Writer's block? ^^;;;
Mirai Trunks Clone: *to reviewers* Ya know guys, I wouldn't take this if I were you. leelee: Shut up...-_-;;;
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Chibi and Mirai gulped. Oh man, were they in for it this time. Mirai Trunks noticed his younger counterpart casually making his way towards the door and grabbed him by the collar. He held him up at eye level and glared.
"And just where do you think you're going?" he asked.
"Uh...nowhere...just, er, going to uh..."
"There is no way you're getting out of this one, kid. If I'm going down, I'm taking you with me."
Chibi squirmed in Mirai's grasp, trying to get free, but to no avail. "What about Goten?"
Mirai Trunks assumed a thoughtful look for a moment.
"Well...now that you mention it, I think Goten can actually be of some use to us," he said, turning his attention to the innocent black-haired boy.
Goten's eyes widened and sweat began to trickle down the side of his face. He had seen that same look on Chibi's face before. And it usually meant loads of trouble for him.
Mirai dropped Chibi on the floor and walked over to Goten. He bent down and looked him in the eye.
"Hey, Goten. I need you to do both me and Chibi a huge favor. Can you cry on command?"
Goten tilted his head to the side in confusion and nodded.
"Great. I have a plan, and you play a very important role, understand?"
Goten nodded again. "Am I gonna get in trouble?"
"Of course not. Would I ever do that to you?" he asked, smiling as innocently as he could.
Goten raised his ridiculously fake eyebrows. "Dude, even I'm not that stupid."
Mirai laughed. Chibi walked up to them and tapped his 'big brother' on the shoulder.
"You said you had a plan?" he prompted.
The older man nodded. "Yeah. And if it's gonna work, we'll have to do it quickly. It's the only way I can think of to get us out this mess we're in. Now listen up."
The three huddled together and Mirai whispered his ingenious plan to them.
*****
Gohan and Vegeta walked out of their respective showers simultaneously, both mad as hell. They ran into each other in the hallway, both wearing the same expression.
"Hey, Vegeta," Gohan said.
Vegeta growled. He was not in the mood to talk.
"What is it hell spawn?" he asked in his usual 'I've-got-a-stick-way-too- far-up-my-ass-to-be-bothered-with-dorks-like-you' tone of voice.
"I think we should join forces to get those two bastards back for what they did to us."
Vegeta turned around to face him, one eyebrow raised. "You want revenge? The pure-hearted, goody-two-shoe son of Kakarotto wants revenge? Looks like hell has finally frozen over."
"Tell me about it when you get there, Vegeta," he retorted casually.
A look a slight surprise crossed the arrogant prince's features for a second, before his usual mask of indifference dominated his face once again.
"What did you have in mind, brat?"
"Well, since you asked..."
******
Bulma was still in the garden talking with Android 18, and Marron was growing restless. She had no idea what they were talking about, and she was getting bored. She wished one of the boys was around to play tea party with again. She'd had so much fun the last time they played.
Needless to say, she was overjoyed when all three of the boys came into the garden. She wiggled in her mother's lap and jumped down to greet Mirai Trunks. He smiled down at her as she latched onto his leg.
"Marron seems to have a fondness for you, Trunks," Bulma said, smiling. "What is it with you and girls?"
Mirai blushed slightly. "Er...uh..."
"What are you guys here for anyway? Surely you don't want to hear our conversation," 18 said.
He smiled and glanced at Goten, silently signaling him to commence the plan. Goten breathed deeply and prepared himself for the biggest performance of his life.
The young halfling walked up to Bulma, fell to his knees, and began crying his eyes out. Bulma and 18 looked at each other. The two women bent down and tried to calm him down.
"Goten...shhh...what's wrong? What happened?"
He hiccuped and continued to bawl. "V-v-vegeta....he-he said I was a stupid bastard and that-that my dad was a weak little bitc-"
"Uh...Goten, you shouldn't say those words..." 18 said to him.
Goten sniffed and wiped his eyes. "B-but that's what V-vegeta said..."
Bulma narrowed her eyes. "Oh he did, did he? Oh Vegeeeeeetaaaaaa~!!!!!!!" she yelled, walking away to find him.
"He's in the kitchen, mom!" Mirai and Chibi yelled after her.
The two Trunkses looked at each other and grinned. Goten was still being consoled by the blonde android, his sobs slowly becoming sniffles. Mirai walked over to Goten and picked him up.
"I think we can handle it now. Thanks for your help, 18."
The android nodded and smiled. Trunks involuntarily shuddered at the likeness she showed to her future counterpart. 18 noticed and chuckled to herself. She bent down and scooped her daughter into her arms and walked away to watch the show Bulma was about to create.
Mirai waited until he was sure she was gone before he put Goten down on the ground.
'Well that takes care of dad,' Mirai thought to himself.
Suddenly Chibi laughed out loud, and Goten and Mirai gave him odd looks. They looked at each other and then back at him.
"What's so funny?" asked Goten.
He grinned. "Listen."
They did as they were told and soon they too could hear what was so funny. Apparently, Bulma was yelling so loudly, she could be heard all the way in the garden.
"...how dare you tell him such things...you should watch your mouth...could scar the poor kid's mind...better be glad I'm not Chichi...as soon as I find my frying pan...kick your royal...no Pepsi for a year..."
The boys cringed at that last one. Everyone knew how much Vegeta needed his Pepsi. Only Bulma could inflict such a cruel punishment on the Saiya-jin no Ouji. Looking at each other for a second, all three sharing the same idea, they made their way to the kitchen as quickly as possible.
The sight that greeted them shocked them to no end. Bulma was nowhere in sight, most likely having stomped off in a fit of rage, and Vegeta was curled up on the tile floor in a fetal position.
"D-dad...?" Chibi said.
"Wow, what did you guys say to Bulma?" Gohan asked, still in shock at having witnessed the rather one-sided argument.
Chibi and Goten laughed nervously. Gohan shook his head as if to clear it and narrowed his eyes at the three hybrids.
"Ya know, I seem to remember being really pissed off at you guys. So, what do you think is a suitable punishment, huh?"
"But Gohan, I didn't do anything! Why do I have to be punished?!" Goten whined to his brother.
Gohan looked down at him, and his eyes softened a little.
"I know. It's not you that I'm mad at. It's them," he said, scowling at the two royal Saiya-jins.
"Look, Gohan. I think I can do something that might be of some benefit to you," Mirai Trunks said.
Gohan raised his eyebrows. "And what's that?"
"Well, earlier you were worried about what Videl would think of you're new, uh, hairstyle-"
"Don't remind me," he groaned.
Mirai smirked. "What I'm trying to say is, you don't need to worry about it. This happened to dad before, but he didn't have to walk around with a pineapple tree on his head for all eternity, right?"
"Right..."
"So obviously, there's something that can make that thing go away, right?"
Gohan's eyes widened with realization. "That's right! Trunks, you're brilliant!"
"Yeah, I know."
"But big brother," Chibi began, "mom only made enough for dad. There is no more of that stuff!"
"WHAT????!!!!" Gohan screamed.
Mirai threw his hands in the air and sighed. "Thanks a lot, Chibi. Really."
"What? Did I say something wrong?"
Mirai rolled his eyes and walked up to Gohan, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry man, I'm sure my mom can make some more."
Gohan looked up at him. "Really?"
He nodded.
"But I'm still pissed."
'Damn...'
Mirai Trunks sighed and quickly thought of something. "Gohan, I can get you a date with Videl."
"What? Are you serious??!! You can really get her to go out with me??"
"Sure..." he said, a small sweatdrop forming on the back of his head.
"Oh my Kami...I've been trying to get her to notice me all school year! Oh man...would you really do that for me...?! Trunks, you rock, man! How could I ever repay..."
The sweatdrop on the back of Mirai's head was gradually growing bigger and bigger as Gohan prattled incessantly about his crush. Now that neither Gohan nor Vegeta was going to be harming him any time soon, there was only one problem left.
How was he going to get Videl to go out with Gohan?
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Not to say that Gohan is a *nerd* or anything.... Gohan fans, please don't take that the wrong way... *cowers in a corner* ^^;;;;;;;;;;;;;