Erin woke up feeling warm and rested. She opened her eyes and wanted to go
back to sleep. Now not only Trunks was there but so was Bulma, chibi, and
Goten.
"Hi guys!" she said, trying to sound cheerful. They all looked towards her.
"Hello dear," Bulma said. "Trunks here told me you were hallucinating before you passed out. Is that right?"
"Oh what a babe!" Erin turned towards Goten and gave him an evil glare.
"What? What did I do?" Goten asked.
"I heard that!" she said.
"Dear, Goten didn't say anything." Bulma said soothingly.
"No, but he thought it." She stated matter-of-factly while crossing her arms. They all looked at her like she was crazy.
"What a whacko!" chibi thought.
"I am not a whacko!" Erin yelled at him. He sweatdropped.
"Wh-What did you say?" he asked.
"You know perfectly well what I said!"
"Okay, you think you can read minds prove it!" Goten said.
"Fine! Think about something!" she said. Goten got a look of concentration on his face.
"WOAH! I really didn't want to know that about Trunks!!!" she screamed.
"AAAHH!" Goten screamed out of shock.
"Know what?!" Both Trunks asked simultaneously.
"Oh, nothing. Hehe." Goten said nervously, scratching the back of his head.
"Did she get it right Goten?" Bulma asked.
"Uh, yeah she did."
"WOW! That is sooooo cooool!" Bra squealed from a doorway.
"Bra how long have you been there?" Bulma asked.
"Long enough! So tell me, Erin, would you be able to tell me what Goten REALLY thinks about me?" Bra walked over to her and sat down.
"Well I suppose so, if he though about you." Goten looked like he was going to pee his pants now.
"Uh, well, I gotta go now. See you later!" he ran out the door and took off. So much for that. Bra sighed in disappointment and walked off.
"Hmm, would you be able to tell me what Vegeta is thinking?" Bulma asked with a mischievious look in her eye.
Erin sighed. "Lead the way."
Bulma led her to the kitchen where Vegeta was shoveling his face full of food.
"Hey Vegeta?" Bulma asked innocently, sugar dripping off her voice.
"What you do want woman?"
"I was just wondering what comes to you mind when you hear my name."
He got a thoughtful look on his face.
They looked to Erin who was about to bust up laughing. "I think of the word annoying." He sneered.
Bulma walked out of the kitchen and back to the living room. "So what did he REALLY think?" Bulma asked, her voice full of excitement. Erin burst out into laughter. By now the guys were looking at her curiously as well.
"He thinks about how much he WUVS you and wants to CUDDLE you." Erin laughed some more. The mighty Prince actually thought THAT! HAHAHA!
"WOW! This IS amazing! I'm gonna go to my lab to check up on this!" Bulma ran off, presumably to her lab.
Erin looked at the guy and blinked owlishly. They stared back at her. "So..." She said. It was then that a woman with curly blond hair, little moon slits for eyes, and who was wearing a tube top and jeans walked out. It was Bulma's mom.
"Would you like some tea dear?" she asked. Without waiting for a reply she began to pour some tea, not even noticing when it overflowed onto the tray, then onto the floor.
"NYER!" Erin sweatdropped.
"Hi guys!" she said, trying to sound cheerful. They all looked towards her.
"Hello dear," Bulma said. "Trunks here told me you were hallucinating before you passed out. Is that right?"
"Oh what a babe!" Erin turned towards Goten and gave him an evil glare.
"What? What did I do?" Goten asked.
"I heard that!" she said.
"Dear, Goten didn't say anything." Bulma said soothingly.
"No, but he thought it." She stated matter-of-factly while crossing her arms. They all looked at her like she was crazy.
"What a whacko!" chibi thought.
"I am not a whacko!" Erin yelled at him. He sweatdropped.
"Wh-What did you say?" he asked.
"You know perfectly well what I said!"
"Okay, you think you can read minds prove it!" Goten said.
"Fine! Think about something!" she said. Goten got a look of concentration on his face.
"WOAH! I really didn't want to know that about Trunks!!!" she screamed.
"AAAHH!" Goten screamed out of shock.
"Know what?!" Both Trunks asked simultaneously.
"Oh, nothing. Hehe." Goten said nervously, scratching the back of his head.
"Did she get it right Goten?" Bulma asked.
"Uh, yeah she did."
"WOW! That is sooooo cooool!" Bra squealed from a doorway.
"Bra how long have you been there?" Bulma asked.
"Long enough! So tell me, Erin, would you be able to tell me what Goten REALLY thinks about me?" Bra walked over to her and sat down.
"Well I suppose so, if he though about you." Goten looked like he was going to pee his pants now.
"Uh, well, I gotta go now. See you later!" he ran out the door and took off. So much for that. Bra sighed in disappointment and walked off.
"Hmm, would you be able to tell me what Vegeta is thinking?" Bulma asked with a mischievious look in her eye.
Erin sighed. "Lead the way."
Bulma led her to the kitchen where Vegeta was shoveling his face full of food.
"Hey Vegeta?" Bulma asked innocently, sugar dripping off her voice.
"What you do want woman?"
"I was just wondering what comes to you mind when you hear my name."
He got a thoughtful look on his face.
They looked to Erin who was about to bust up laughing. "I think of the word annoying." He sneered.
Bulma walked out of the kitchen and back to the living room. "So what did he REALLY think?" Bulma asked, her voice full of excitement. Erin burst out into laughter. By now the guys were looking at her curiously as well.
"He thinks about how much he WUVS you and wants to CUDDLE you." Erin laughed some more. The mighty Prince actually thought THAT! HAHAHA!
"WOW! This IS amazing! I'm gonna go to my lab to check up on this!" Bulma ran off, presumably to her lab.
Erin looked at the guy and blinked owlishly. They stared back at her. "So..." She said. It was then that a woman with curly blond hair, little moon slits for eyes, and who was wearing a tube top and jeans walked out. It was Bulma's mom.
"Would you like some tea dear?" she asked. Without waiting for a reply she began to pour some tea, not even noticing when it overflowed onto the tray, then onto the floor.
"NYER!" Erin sweatdropped.