Okay people, I have news, Sense you guys liked the Vegeta's Bed Time
stories chapter, I'm referring you to Haruka No Neko, whom wrote what
really happened in the room on that fateful night ::Evil laugh:: I've
finally got a chance to read it and let me tell you, I was Laughing so hard
I had tears in my eyes. I'm pretty sure Trunks won't go near clowns for a
while....
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Trunks groaned, he could have just flown, his mother would have never known, but that Baka would have just let it slip that he had flown and get them both in trouble. Trunks remembered the argument very clearly...
"Briefs Trunks, I haven't got time to take you to school today like I do everyday, and I refuse to let you fly because of the incident with the elementary school. Now, get on that bus or else!"
"NO MOM I CAN'T I...I'm claustrophobic, and so it Goten, you know that!" Trunks said as a last resort.
"You got over that when you were still a Chibi, well, you are a Chibi, but you were younger..."
"MOM!"
"Alright, alright, but your still going and that's that, inless you want your father to drive you to school..." Bulma's words had the desired effect because not only did Trunks and Goten shudder at the thought, but Chi-chi, Goku, Gohan, Videl and little tiny Pan shuddered. Goku and Gohan were hear to spar with Vegeta, Videl wanted to talk to Bulma.
Goku, taking pity on the two Chibi's said, "He can't drive you two, he's supposed to spar with Gohan and me."
"WE'LL RIDE THE BUS!" Goten shouted, knowing the last time he had gotten in a car with Vegeta. It'd taken four hundred some odd cops, Special Forces, FBI, a dozen ambulances, and half a dozen fire trucks for Vegeta to know that he was speeding and actually hurting people. Then he said,
"Why would I care about some Baka human who can't even fight?" And that was only a trip to the mall, about five miles down the road, they shuddered to think of what would happen going to school...
Goten pulled Trunks out the door as the bus drove up. A yellow cheese box. Trunks shuddered, they had been three at the time of the small incident, he'd been in the car with Goten, also remember the time he'd asked Vegeta to drive them, seeing as they couldn't fly at that age. They'd never gotten into another car, let along anything moving on any wheels, with him again. The watched as they ran out the door, as Bulma headed to the Gravity Room, Vegeta stood in the door way smirking and Bulma was scowling. What was going on in there? They climbed up the steps of the bus and immediately people began to ask questions. Trunks ignored them and found two seats in the back of the bus.
"The teenagers are weird" Trunks said in Saiya-jin.
"Ya, whats with all the questions?" Goten replied in German, it was a test of wills to see if they could stay in the same language but understand what the other was speaking. It was a game between the two, they would switch occasionally to see how much the other had learned, but that didn't happen often.
"They think were famous or something like that. It's really weird, remember, we have History first class today." Trunks reminded him.
Goten smirked and switched languages, "Really, I had forgotten, why didn't you remind me sooner?" He said in the one language Trunks didn't know,
"No fair!" he said in English, "You know I'm just starting French! I'm almost don't with it, but I only started yesterday, I'm getting stuck on the numbers again...." so the two talked about the pronunciation of French numbers, confusing the hell out of everybody on the bus. When the two got off the Bus, Goten was saying,
"Nine, Nerf, kinda like the Nerf ball you blew up last summer." Goten said in Saiya-jin.
"Nerf...Got it, thanks Goten." Trunks said, happy to finally get past the numbers. They found their lockers and got out the books they would need. Actually, they didn't really need the books seeing as they memorized them all. They entered their class and sat at the back of the room, or on the top risers. The barried themselves in collage level books, actually, they were more of books for the gifted that Bulma and Gohan had lent them. The class went on without trouble.
"Class," the teacher called out, getting the attention of the class, "We have a guest visitor." Hercule walked into the room. Hercule had long ago known, who, really beat Cell, his son in law, and had gone way down in publicity. Hercule, whenever visiting Videl, told Goten to call him Grandpa, because he was too old to be anything else.
"Grandpa!" Goten chirped up, Trunks groaned,
"Whats that pompous ass doing here?" he grumbled.
"Uh Goten, what are you doing here?" Hercule boomed, not angry but surprised, he still hadn't lost his voice from all that yelling.
"I go to school here now, with Trunks," Goten flew down the stairs quicker then most could see and was standing by Hercule, literally dragging him out of the classroom, Trunks on his heels. The class blinked, one, twice, then they all facefaulted.
"What are you doing here Hercule?" Trunks asked, a scowl on his face as the lesson in the class continued.
"I'm here to give a report on Martial Arts of course, what else would I be here for?" he asked, "I was suppose to take them to the auditorium as the winner for having everyone on time to class for the whole year so far. We'd better get going or were gonna be late, hey, why don't you two uh, help me out in the ring?" he asked. Trunks and Goten exchanged looks, evil smirks, then nodded, looking innocent.
"Sure Grandpa, whatever you say." Goten said, and proceeded to the auditorium with the rest of the class.
"Welcome one and all!" Hercule boomed, "I've come today, one of my rare appearances nowadays, to give you all an example of Martial Arts. Would Trunks and Goten please come down here." he called. Everyone was shocked when the two youngest students of the school walked down the walkways and jumped into the ring. On the way they had changed into their normal fighting Gi's and were already ready for a fight, well, not a real fight, more of just plain fun...
"Alright, seeing as I am getting old. I've instructed these two to do a spar in front of you. As I've made it clear, no one was to marry my daughter inless they were stronger then me! Well that day has come and this is his little brother, who, I regret in my old age, is also stronger then I am. (O_O I know I know its OOC but give me a break, I'm having lots and lots of fun writing this, it's a major ego deflating thing and after watching yesterdays DBZ I've learned that he can be...Nice once in a while. 0.0?) So, without further ado, the fight shall begin. Remember you two, a slow nice spar, keep it under five minuets and no blowing stuff up, keep your Ki at normal human levels." Hercule whispered the last part so only the two could hear. He had been told everything, and they even decided to teach him how to fly and sense Ki.
The two grinned, but then frowned.
"A normal fight?" They coursed, horrified, they'd never done it at human level. They lowered their Ki, "Can't we just do it at Krillen's, I mean he is, you know," they said, the whole auditorium was listening into the conversation.
"Alright, but don't break anything. And we might want to move this outside, no flying." He warned, the school was confused but they moved it outside, where the due was still fresh on the grass. Goten frowned and lowered his Ki as low as he could, Trunks did the same.
"I feel weak, its no fare!" Trunks began the spar, kicking and punching at Krillen's level, which was still pretty fast for the normal human to see, Goten also attacked.
"I know what you mean, but lets make this quick, we'll have a real spar later, I want this over and done with, I don't like feeling weak." Goten grumbled, and the fighting continued. Goten, against his pride, lost on purpose, not wanting to draw out the fight, they spiked their Ki to their normal levels and sighed, it felt good to be normal again. The day progressed with no more problems. When the two got on the bus to go home, they ran into trouble. Of course the bus driver had to be old and senile not to see what happened, but that just happened to be a good thing.
Three guys who thought they could beat them up waited on the bus. They sneered and started talking,
"Hey little Chibi's, you think your so tough fighting like that, we think it was acted out, and we want to prove to everyone that you a fake."
"Ya little monkey boys, lets get it on!" on the guys attacked. Goten and Trunks saw red.
"Monkey boys. MONKEY BOYS!" They shouted together. "NEVER INSULT A SAIYA- JIN IN HIS FACE!" They shouted at the same time, the four guys never knew what hit them. Trunks and Goten got on the bus as the four guys, one at a time, fell down on the ground, the bus drove off, leaving the boys to be taken to the hospital.
"So how was your day, did you like the bus?" Bulma asked.
"NO!" they shouted together.
"These stupid creeps kept calling us Monkey boys." Trunks growled, Vegeta heard this and growled too.
"I hope you beat the living shit out of them." Vegeta said, which was followed by a loud Bang! Bulma was standing behind him, frying pan held up over her head.
"Watch your mouth Vegetable head!" she growled.
"Watch it yourself Baka onna," Vegeta smirked, not fazed by the attack, he barely felt it. Goten and Trunks were in Aw over Vegeta's self control. "I'll make sure to make the Gravity Room...a little more interesting if you keep that up!" Vegeta smirked as Bulma paled.
"You wouldn't," She looked nervously at Goten and Trunks.
"I would, and you know it." Vegeta smirked...
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What in the world is it with Bulma, Vegeta, and the gravity room. What could keep Bulma from hitting Vegeta over the head with the frying pan? Stay tuned to the next chapter, Gravity Room Horrors.
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Trunks groaned, he could have just flown, his mother would have never known, but that Baka would have just let it slip that he had flown and get them both in trouble. Trunks remembered the argument very clearly...
"Briefs Trunks, I haven't got time to take you to school today like I do everyday, and I refuse to let you fly because of the incident with the elementary school. Now, get on that bus or else!"
"NO MOM I CAN'T I...I'm claustrophobic, and so it Goten, you know that!" Trunks said as a last resort.
"You got over that when you were still a Chibi, well, you are a Chibi, but you were younger..."
"MOM!"
"Alright, alright, but your still going and that's that, inless you want your father to drive you to school..." Bulma's words had the desired effect because not only did Trunks and Goten shudder at the thought, but Chi-chi, Goku, Gohan, Videl and little tiny Pan shuddered. Goku and Gohan were hear to spar with Vegeta, Videl wanted to talk to Bulma.
Goku, taking pity on the two Chibi's said, "He can't drive you two, he's supposed to spar with Gohan and me."
"WE'LL RIDE THE BUS!" Goten shouted, knowing the last time he had gotten in a car with Vegeta. It'd taken four hundred some odd cops, Special Forces, FBI, a dozen ambulances, and half a dozen fire trucks for Vegeta to know that he was speeding and actually hurting people. Then he said,
"Why would I care about some Baka human who can't even fight?" And that was only a trip to the mall, about five miles down the road, they shuddered to think of what would happen going to school...
Goten pulled Trunks out the door as the bus drove up. A yellow cheese box. Trunks shuddered, they had been three at the time of the small incident, he'd been in the car with Goten, also remember the time he'd asked Vegeta to drive them, seeing as they couldn't fly at that age. They'd never gotten into another car, let along anything moving on any wheels, with him again. The watched as they ran out the door, as Bulma headed to the Gravity Room, Vegeta stood in the door way smirking and Bulma was scowling. What was going on in there? They climbed up the steps of the bus and immediately people began to ask questions. Trunks ignored them and found two seats in the back of the bus.
"The teenagers are weird" Trunks said in Saiya-jin.
"Ya, whats with all the questions?" Goten replied in German, it was a test of wills to see if they could stay in the same language but understand what the other was speaking. It was a game between the two, they would switch occasionally to see how much the other had learned, but that didn't happen often.
"They think were famous or something like that. It's really weird, remember, we have History first class today." Trunks reminded him.
Goten smirked and switched languages, "Really, I had forgotten, why didn't you remind me sooner?" He said in the one language Trunks didn't know,
"No fair!" he said in English, "You know I'm just starting French! I'm almost don't with it, but I only started yesterday, I'm getting stuck on the numbers again...." so the two talked about the pronunciation of French numbers, confusing the hell out of everybody on the bus. When the two got off the Bus, Goten was saying,
"Nine, Nerf, kinda like the Nerf ball you blew up last summer." Goten said in Saiya-jin.
"Nerf...Got it, thanks Goten." Trunks said, happy to finally get past the numbers. They found their lockers and got out the books they would need. Actually, they didn't really need the books seeing as they memorized them all. They entered their class and sat at the back of the room, or on the top risers. The barried themselves in collage level books, actually, they were more of books for the gifted that Bulma and Gohan had lent them. The class went on without trouble.
"Class," the teacher called out, getting the attention of the class, "We have a guest visitor." Hercule walked into the room. Hercule had long ago known, who, really beat Cell, his son in law, and had gone way down in publicity. Hercule, whenever visiting Videl, told Goten to call him Grandpa, because he was too old to be anything else.
"Grandpa!" Goten chirped up, Trunks groaned,
"Whats that pompous ass doing here?" he grumbled.
"Uh Goten, what are you doing here?" Hercule boomed, not angry but surprised, he still hadn't lost his voice from all that yelling.
"I go to school here now, with Trunks," Goten flew down the stairs quicker then most could see and was standing by Hercule, literally dragging him out of the classroom, Trunks on his heels. The class blinked, one, twice, then they all facefaulted.
"What are you doing here Hercule?" Trunks asked, a scowl on his face as the lesson in the class continued.
"I'm here to give a report on Martial Arts of course, what else would I be here for?" he asked, "I was suppose to take them to the auditorium as the winner for having everyone on time to class for the whole year so far. We'd better get going or were gonna be late, hey, why don't you two uh, help me out in the ring?" he asked. Trunks and Goten exchanged looks, evil smirks, then nodded, looking innocent.
"Sure Grandpa, whatever you say." Goten said, and proceeded to the auditorium with the rest of the class.
"Welcome one and all!" Hercule boomed, "I've come today, one of my rare appearances nowadays, to give you all an example of Martial Arts. Would Trunks and Goten please come down here." he called. Everyone was shocked when the two youngest students of the school walked down the walkways and jumped into the ring. On the way they had changed into their normal fighting Gi's and were already ready for a fight, well, not a real fight, more of just plain fun...
"Alright, seeing as I am getting old. I've instructed these two to do a spar in front of you. As I've made it clear, no one was to marry my daughter inless they were stronger then me! Well that day has come and this is his little brother, who, I regret in my old age, is also stronger then I am. (O_O I know I know its OOC but give me a break, I'm having lots and lots of fun writing this, it's a major ego deflating thing and after watching yesterdays DBZ I've learned that he can be...Nice once in a while. 0.0?) So, without further ado, the fight shall begin. Remember you two, a slow nice spar, keep it under five minuets and no blowing stuff up, keep your Ki at normal human levels." Hercule whispered the last part so only the two could hear. He had been told everything, and they even decided to teach him how to fly and sense Ki.
The two grinned, but then frowned.
"A normal fight?" They coursed, horrified, they'd never done it at human level. They lowered their Ki, "Can't we just do it at Krillen's, I mean he is, you know," they said, the whole auditorium was listening into the conversation.
"Alright, but don't break anything. And we might want to move this outside, no flying." He warned, the school was confused but they moved it outside, where the due was still fresh on the grass. Goten frowned and lowered his Ki as low as he could, Trunks did the same.
"I feel weak, its no fare!" Trunks began the spar, kicking and punching at Krillen's level, which was still pretty fast for the normal human to see, Goten also attacked.
"I know what you mean, but lets make this quick, we'll have a real spar later, I want this over and done with, I don't like feeling weak." Goten grumbled, and the fighting continued. Goten, against his pride, lost on purpose, not wanting to draw out the fight, they spiked their Ki to their normal levels and sighed, it felt good to be normal again. The day progressed with no more problems. When the two got on the bus to go home, they ran into trouble. Of course the bus driver had to be old and senile not to see what happened, but that just happened to be a good thing.
Three guys who thought they could beat them up waited on the bus. They sneered and started talking,
"Hey little Chibi's, you think your so tough fighting like that, we think it was acted out, and we want to prove to everyone that you a fake."
"Ya little monkey boys, lets get it on!" on the guys attacked. Goten and Trunks saw red.
"Monkey boys. MONKEY BOYS!" They shouted together. "NEVER INSULT A SAIYA- JIN IN HIS FACE!" They shouted at the same time, the four guys never knew what hit them. Trunks and Goten got on the bus as the four guys, one at a time, fell down on the ground, the bus drove off, leaving the boys to be taken to the hospital.
"So how was your day, did you like the bus?" Bulma asked.
"NO!" they shouted together.
"These stupid creeps kept calling us Monkey boys." Trunks growled, Vegeta heard this and growled too.
"I hope you beat the living shit out of them." Vegeta said, which was followed by a loud Bang! Bulma was standing behind him, frying pan held up over her head.
"Watch your mouth Vegetable head!" she growled.
"Watch it yourself Baka onna," Vegeta smirked, not fazed by the attack, he barely felt it. Goten and Trunks were in Aw over Vegeta's self control. "I'll make sure to make the Gravity Room...a little more interesting if you keep that up!" Vegeta smirked as Bulma paled.
"You wouldn't," She looked nervously at Goten and Trunks.
"I would, and you know it." Vegeta smirked...
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What in the world is it with Bulma, Vegeta, and the gravity room. What could keep Bulma from hitting Vegeta over the head with the frying pan? Stay tuned to the next chapter, Gravity Room Horrors.