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We used up all of the shaving cream on their hair and each and every nook and cranny that we could find. When we ran into Bra's room, we found a ton of chocolate fudge. "Addicted are we?" I asked. And grabbed 2 containers and found a whole bunch of feathers in her 'activities' closet. As we exited the room, I scooped up a hand full of chocolate fudge, and had a fist full of feathers in my other hand. I could hear Goten's voice around the corner. "What smells like chocolate?" He asked, and I waited till he got nearer, then I jumped out and smudges the chocolate fudge on his face and shoved the feathers in his face. Uubu and Trunks came up behind me shooting me with water guns. Pan got Trunks, smearing the fudge into his hair and then putting feathers in it. And Bra manages to get it on almost every inch of Uubu by turning super, and then planting feathers on him. He looked like a giant chicken. When we were finally done we all went our separate ways to take showers. We met back in Trunks' room, which was surprisingly clean, there was no shaving cream on anything, except the walls which we wiped up with paper towels. We were tired, resuming out previous spots we got comfortable again. It was about 2:30 am by now, and we were all wide-awake. Uubu now laid on the floor with Pan on his stomach now. Trunks opened a drawer on his nightstand, and grabbed a remote. He turned on the TV and flipped through the channels. "Tell me if you want me to stop for anything." He told us. When we couldn't find anything we settled for a romantic comedy, about two people who hated each other, and the guy realizes that he's in love with her, but the girl is in denial. And after a while they get married. Why cant life have actual drama and twists and turns like this? By the time it was over we were almost asleep. "Hey you guys want a bed, or blanket or something? And are we all sleeping in the spots that we're in now?" Bra asked, everyone seemed comfortable with their positions. Trunks helped her with the blankets and crawled back into bed. "Good night everyone!" I said, and they all said good night back. Right before I drifted off to sleep I snuggled a little closer to Trunks. And he put a hand on my waist, but when I looked up to him, he was 'asleep'. I blushed and closed my eyes.
When I woke up the next morning, I noticed that I was embraced in Trunks' arms, I wiggled my way out and stepped out onto his balcony. It was a nice day, and the smell or roses was very strong, I looked down, and sure enough there were rose bushes staring up at me. It was a beautiful sight to behold. I went back inside, glancing at the clock I noticed that we had only gotten into bed 3 hour before, it was now 7:30, and way too early to be up. We weren't going to get up for at least another 4 to 5 hours. So I crawled back into bed, Trunks opened his eyes, and I smiled. "Go back to sleep." I whispered, and he waited till I got in, before getting comfortable again. It was 5 minutes later when Trunks sat up in bed, and I looked up at him. "Did I wake you up?" he asked, I shook my head, and sat next to him. "I tried to go back to sleep, but couldn't." Then we sat in silence for awhile. "I saw the rose bushes outside your balcony, they're beautiful." I commented. "I know, I had them plated there for the view." He offered me a lop sided smile, and I returned it. I thought about how long we've known each other, and realized that he was actually a close friend. I heard a slight rumble, and realized that it was my stomach, blushing I covered my stomach with my hands. "Oh yea you didn't have and dinner, I'll make you something." I almost laughed out-loud, but remembered that people were sleeping. Instead of saying anything, I walked downstairs towards the kitchen, with Trunks following me. I sat at the counter while he looked in the fridge. And I watched in amazement as my 16-year-old friend made me fried rice. Most guys didn't cook, or couldn't. Men twice his age couldn't do what he just did. I was amazed.
As he set a plate in front of me I looked from him to the food and then to him again. "When did you learn how to cook?" I asked, as he now set a plate for himself. He shrugged his shoulders, and sat on the opposite end of me. "I think it's a natural skill." He said and began to eat his food. After we ate, I went up stairs and brushed my teeth, it was a habit. And then I went back to the room, where Trunks soon joined me after he washed the kitchen utensils that he just used. Who ever gets their hand on him better hold tight and never let go. I fluffed up my pillow and lied down. "Thanks for cooking for me." I said "It was nothing, besides I wanted to eat to you know." I smiled and pulled the blanket over us. He put his arm around my waist again but this time he asked me. "Do you mind?" "No, go on. It's comfy." I said as he held me a little tighter. I was blushing a lot, and tried to regain my usual color. "I usually hold my pillows, but you'll do." He said and I smiled. And finally went to sleep. This day had been great, and that lead to my thoughts about yesterday. Ever since I've put that costume on, it was like a different world. "I can't go to sleep." I heard Trunks whisper to me. "I know, me either." We got up and laughed silently. "So you're really into that 'superhero' chick?" I asked him. "I don't know, it's just that she's amazing. I thought that we were the only ones that could do all of that stuff. You know what I mean." He said, and had that glazed over look again. "So I guess you're into her huh?" all he could do was nod dumbly, and I smirked. We got out of bed, and went back to the kitchen, I took the blanket with me, it was kind of cold. We looked into the cupboards and then on shelves. I found a bag of marshmallows, a few bars of Hershey's chocolate, and a pack of graham crackers. He puled out a few cans of soup, and then looked at what I had, beaming we took an old pot and 2 bowls and 2 spoons and then and we went out through the back door. And past the rose bushes and into the woods until we found a clearing. He made me put down the blanket and lay it out, despite my protests about getting it dirty.
He flew to the treetops and grabbed a few branches. "Trunks!" I called out. "Hmm?" he responded, and broke off another branch. Floating down I held out a can to him, he gave me a questioning look. "The can Trunks, the can, how are we suppose to open it, and how are we suppose to light a fire?" I asked, then he formed a ki beam and aimed it at the edge of the can, cutting it around, and then poured the soup out, into the pot. Setting it aside he arranged the branches, and then aimed his palm at it. He fired another ki blast and flames spout out from the branches. "Neat trick." I said "And for my encore.." He said holding up the pot and placing his palm under it, his hand glowed and I saw the soup bubble after a few seconds. I clapped and then looked over to the fire. "Then what's that for?" "S'mores!" and I opened the packs, he stuck a long trig into a marshmallow, and heated it over the flames. Then he stuck it on top of a piece of chocolate, and put the two between graham crackers. After he was done he handed it to me. I took a bite and it was mind blowingly good. We made a few more and ate them, waiting for the soup to cool down. As I poured the soup out into the bowls, the air around us suddenly became serious. "Do you think it's foolish of me to dream about her? To want her even though she probably forgot about me or something?" I looked at him, handing him a bowl and spoon. "No, but it's probably just infatuation, you don't even know what she's like." I reasoned with him. Then he turned to me, and smiled a little. "Actually I thought about that, I thought that maybe she's a little like you." He said sheepishly putting a hand behind the back of his head. I laughed at the irony, but he thought I was just laughing at him, he pouted. "Hey! I dint tell you that so that you could laugh at me." "I'm sorry, that's not it.. I just.. umm, can't imagine it." I said, that sounded so fake, oh well. I looked over to him, to see if he had bought it.
"I'll just have to find out then.." I heard him say more to himself than to me. After a while of talking and laughing we decided that we needed sleep. I checked his watch, it was 10:30 by now. And people were probably up by now. We went back inside, where we were met by my Uncle Yamcha. "Hey you two, what're you doing up?" He asked. I went over to hug him. "We couldn't sleep, so we've been up the entire night." I responded. If anyone wants me I'll be sleeping the rest of my day away." And headed up the stairs. With Trunks following me. He took the blanket from me, and then dumped it in the hamper, then grabbed another one from the closet. He tossed it to me and we collapsed onto the bed. Finally able to fall asleep.
We used up all of the shaving cream on their hair and each and every nook and cranny that we could find. When we ran into Bra's room, we found a ton of chocolate fudge. "Addicted are we?" I asked. And grabbed 2 containers and found a whole bunch of feathers in her 'activities' closet. As we exited the room, I scooped up a hand full of chocolate fudge, and had a fist full of feathers in my other hand. I could hear Goten's voice around the corner. "What smells like chocolate?" He asked, and I waited till he got nearer, then I jumped out and smudges the chocolate fudge on his face and shoved the feathers in his face. Uubu and Trunks came up behind me shooting me with water guns. Pan got Trunks, smearing the fudge into his hair and then putting feathers in it. And Bra manages to get it on almost every inch of Uubu by turning super, and then planting feathers on him. He looked like a giant chicken. When we were finally done we all went our separate ways to take showers. We met back in Trunks' room, which was surprisingly clean, there was no shaving cream on anything, except the walls which we wiped up with paper towels. We were tired, resuming out previous spots we got comfortable again. It was about 2:30 am by now, and we were all wide-awake. Uubu now laid on the floor with Pan on his stomach now. Trunks opened a drawer on his nightstand, and grabbed a remote. He turned on the TV and flipped through the channels. "Tell me if you want me to stop for anything." He told us. When we couldn't find anything we settled for a romantic comedy, about two people who hated each other, and the guy realizes that he's in love with her, but the girl is in denial. And after a while they get married. Why cant life have actual drama and twists and turns like this? By the time it was over we were almost asleep. "Hey you guys want a bed, or blanket or something? And are we all sleeping in the spots that we're in now?" Bra asked, everyone seemed comfortable with their positions. Trunks helped her with the blankets and crawled back into bed. "Good night everyone!" I said, and they all said good night back. Right before I drifted off to sleep I snuggled a little closer to Trunks. And he put a hand on my waist, but when I looked up to him, he was 'asleep'. I blushed and closed my eyes.
When I woke up the next morning, I noticed that I was embraced in Trunks' arms, I wiggled my way out and stepped out onto his balcony. It was a nice day, and the smell or roses was very strong, I looked down, and sure enough there were rose bushes staring up at me. It was a beautiful sight to behold. I went back inside, glancing at the clock I noticed that we had only gotten into bed 3 hour before, it was now 7:30, and way too early to be up. We weren't going to get up for at least another 4 to 5 hours. So I crawled back into bed, Trunks opened his eyes, and I smiled. "Go back to sleep." I whispered, and he waited till I got in, before getting comfortable again. It was 5 minutes later when Trunks sat up in bed, and I looked up at him. "Did I wake you up?" he asked, I shook my head, and sat next to him. "I tried to go back to sleep, but couldn't." Then we sat in silence for awhile. "I saw the rose bushes outside your balcony, they're beautiful." I commented. "I know, I had them plated there for the view." He offered me a lop sided smile, and I returned it. I thought about how long we've known each other, and realized that he was actually a close friend. I heard a slight rumble, and realized that it was my stomach, blushing I covered my stomach with my hands. "Oh yea you didn't have and dinner, I'll make you something." I almost laughed out-loud, but remembered that people were sleeping. Instead of saying anything, I walked downstairs towards the kitchen, with Trunks following me. I sat at the counter while he looked in the fridge. And I watched in amazement as my 16-year-old friend made me fried rice. Most guys didn't cook, or couldn't. Men twice his age couldn't do what he just did. I was amazed.
As he set a plate in front of me I looked from him to the food and then to him again. "When did you learn how to cook?" I asked, as he now set a plate for himself. He shrugged his shoulders, and sat on the opposite end of me. "I think it's a natural skill." He said and began to eat his food. After we ate, I went up stairs and brushed my teeth, it was a habit. And then I went back to the room, where Trunks soon joined me after he washed the kitchen utensils that he just used. Who ever gets their hand on him better hold tight and never let go. I fluffed up my pillow and lied down. "Thanks for cooking for me." I said "It was nothing, besides I wanted to eat to you know." I smiled and pulled the blanket over us. He put his arm around my waist again but this time he asked me. "Do you mind?" "No, go on. It's comfy." I said as he held me a little tighter. I was blushing a lot, and tried to regain my usual color. "I usually hold my pillows, but you'll do." He said and I smiled. And finally went to sleep. This day had been great, and that lead to my thoughts about yesterday. Ever since I've put that costume on, it was like a different world. "I can't go to sleep." I heard Trunks whisper to me. "I know, me either." We got up and laughed silently. "So you're really into that 'superhero' chick?" I asked him. "I don't know, it's just that she's amazing. I thought that we were the only ones that could do all of that stuff. You know what I mean." He said, and had that glazed over look again. "So I guess you're into her huh?" all he could do was nod dumbly, and I smirked. We got out of bed, and went back to the kitchen, I took the blanket with me, it was kind of cold. We looked into the cupboards and then on shelves. I found a bag of marshmallows, a few bars of Hershey's chocolate, and a pack of graham crackers. He puled out a few cans of soup, and then looked at what I had, beaming we took an old pot and 2 bowls and 2 spoons and then and we went out through the back door. And past the rose bushes and into the woods until we found a clearing. He made me put down the blanket and lay it out, despite my protests about getting it dirty.
He flew to the treetops and grabbed a few branches. "Trunks!" I called out. "Hmm?" he responded, and broke off another branch. Floating down I held out a can to him, he gave me a questioning look. "The can Trunks, the can, how are we suppose to open it, and how are we suppose to light a fire?" I asked, then he formed a ki beam and aimed it at the edge of the can, cutting it around, and then poured the soup out, into the pot. Setting it aside he arranged the branches, and then aimed his palm at it. He fired another ki blast and flames spout out from the branches. "Neat trick." I said "And for my encore.." He said holding up the pot and placing his palm under it, his hand glowed and I saw the soup bubble after a few seconds. I clapped and then looked over to the fire. "Then what's that for?" "S'mores!" and I opened the packs, he stuck a long trig into a marshmallow, and heated it over the flames. Then he stuck it on top of a piece of chocolate, and put the two between graham crackers. After he was done he handed it to me. I took a bite and it was mind blowingly good. We made a few more and ate them, waiting for the soup to cool down. As I poured the soup out into the bowls, the air around us suddenly became serious. "Do you think it's foolish of me to dream about her? To want her even though she probably forgot about me or something?" I looked at him, handing him a bowl and spoon. "No, but it's probably just infatuation, you don't even know what she's like." I reasoned with him. Then he turned to me, and smiled a little. "Actually I thought about that, I thought that maybe she's a little like you." He said sheepishly putting a hand behind the back of his head. I laughed at the irony, but he thought I was just laughing at him, he pouted. "Hey! I dint tell you that so that you could laugh at me." "I'm sorry, that's not it.. I just.. umm, can't imagine it." I said, that sounded so fake, oh well. I looked over to him, to see if he had bought it.
"I'll just have to find out then.." I heard him say more to himself than to me. After a while of talking and laughing we decided that we needed sleep. I checked his watch, it was 10:30 by now. And people were probably up by now. We went back inside, where we were met by my Uncle Yamcha. "Hey you two, what're you doing up?" He asked. I went over to hug him. "We couldn't sleep, so we've been up the entire night." I responded. If anyone wants me I'll be sleeping the rest of my day away." And headed up the stairs. With Trunks following me. He took the blanket from me, and then dumped it in the hamper, then grabbed another one from the closet. He tossed it to me and we collapsed onto the bed. Finally able to fall asleep.
