"Trunks is in hospital…oh no!" Bulma cried.

"Now, don't worry. He is going to be all right. The doctor told me so.  I was calling you to ask if either you or Vegeta could come down here and stay with him."

"Can't" Bulma immediately said.

"Why not, it's best for his parents to be with him…why can't you come here?"

"Well I can't 'cos I have a very, very important meeting about Capsule Corp. and Vegeta won't go near a hospital, he hates the place!"

"Well, I don't mind staying with him, but at least come and visit him!"

"Oh, yeah! I will come and visit him! What kind of mother do you think I am!" she said, laughing.

"OK, see you when you get here!" I said, putting the receiver down.

Later that day, Trunks started to wake up.

"Wh…wh…where am I?" he asked, confused.

"Trunks, you're in hospital. You had a very nasty injury, but you're alright now."

"I'm here as well, Trunks. Don't worry." Goten said to Trunks, leaning over my shoulder.

"Where's the new kid?" Trunks asked.

"He's at home." Goten said to him.

The next day, Bulma came to the hospital to see Trunks. She looked at his face and saw the mass of stitches that were holding the wound together.

"Oh, my god! That's gonna leave a scar! It'll look ugly!" she screamed.

"I doubt it. I've dealt with many of these cases. There will be a scar, obviously, but it will be almost invisible.

"You mean he'll look as good as new when he comes outta hospital?" Goten asked.

"I don't see why not." I replied.

"That's good to hear!" Trunks added, laughing. Then, he suddenly stopped, "Ow! I'd better not do that anymore!"

"Anyway, where is Trunks' dad?" Goten asked.

"Like I said yesterday, he hates hospitals. Even though his only son's in hospital, he won't go near the place." Bulma laughed, "Anyway, hoe did he get into a private room, I thought it was really expensive to get one of these rooms?"

"It is, and it is worth every dime." I answered.

"You mean you are paying for this?" Bulma asked.

"I wouldn't like to wreck your bulging bank balance!" I laughed.

"It don't matter, I'll pay…"

"No," I interrupted, "I'll pay for it, I don't mind at all."

"OK, if you insist. Anyway, how long will be out of action for?"

"Three to four weeks, not long." I answered.

Four weeks later, Trunks was back to 100% form. The scar from the wound was almost invisible, better than I hoped it would be! Bulma had come to my house to see how he was coping. He said to her that he was enjoying himself.

"Bulma, could I have a word with you?" Me and Bulma walked into the kitchen while Trunks was playing with Goten on his video games.

"Did you know that someone was bullying Trunks at school?" I asked her.

"No, I didn't. Why was he getting bullied, do you know?"

"Because of his name. I don't have to explain, it's logic." I said. Bulma thought for a second, and then replied.

"Yeah, I get your point, but I got the same surname as him and nobody pushes me!"

"It's not as bad for you. Bulma is not a bad name, but, in his situation, Trunks is kind of a bad…I am not putting him down in any way…he is a really good kid and he doesn't deserve knocking. I am just giving you advice."

"You're right, let's go back on subject." Bulma said, annoyed.

"I didn't mean to offend anyone. But…what I wanted to ask you was…has Vegeta ever punched him?"

"What are you saying?" Bulma said, shocked and annoyed at the same time.

"It's just a general question, not meant to be offensive." I said.

"Well…yes…he does. I keep telling Vegeta he keeps pushing Trunks too hard, but he never listens."

"Doesn't matter…could you talk to him about it?"

"Well…I could."

"You do that. I'll look after Trunks until he cools down a bit." I suggested.

"Good idea. Are you it's alright if he stays with you?" Bulma asked.

"Yeah, I told Trunks if he ever had trouble at home, he could come here to stay anytime." I answered, "You'd better get back. Don't worry about Trunks, he'll be safe here until you want him home again."

"Could I still see him?"

"Bulma, he isn't in a confined children's home! Of course you can, anytime!"

"Thanks, Danny. I'll give you some money for the food and resources he uses."

"No, you don't have to. You pay me enough already to protect him." I answered.

"Well, if you insist." Bulma said. She bid goodbye and went back home.

"So, how much do you get paid?" Trunks asked, walking into the room.

"None of your beeswax!" I said.

"Come on…tell me!" Trunks said, showing me the old 'puppy eyes' routine.

"Alright, alright. For looking after you, Bulma pays me $150,000 a month. I didn't used to get paid to look after Goten, but now Goku's back, I get $500,000 a month for it…You go to school, you work it out!"

"$650,000?" Trunks said, "YOU GET THAT MUCH EVERY MONTH?"

"Yup! I replied."

"So how much do you get for looking after Uub?"

"Nothing…I OFFERED to look after Uub."