Chapter 7
Everyone stayed silent during dinner, Goten and Trunks were the only ones that conversed, they chatted about pointless things, and how scary the silent adults were beginning to get.
Vegeta stood up and reached into his pocket, he pulled out a one hundred dollar bill and handed it to Trunks as he sat down,
"Go play with your friend."
Trunks looked at the bill,
"Wow! Thanks daddy! Can we go the fair!?"
Vegeta waved a yes and nodded.
Trunks laughed and ran around to Vegeta, he pulled on his arm.
Vegeta let him pull him down.
Trunks gave him a kiss on the cheek and ran off.
Goku leaned back in his chair and stared at Vegeta. Vegeta began to get paranoid with him staring,
"What the hell do you want!?"
Goku sighed,
"It's just a little weird haven you around, and acting so nice."
Vegeta held his palm up, a small blast formed,
"Would you rather me be mad!?"
Goku raised his arm,
"Okay, okay! I got ya! Just don't blow me up!"
Vegeta smirked and lowered his hand,
"Trust me. It's tempting."
Bulma pounded her fist into his arm,
"Shut up, he's only trying to be nice!"
Vegeta smirked,
"Is he ever not nice?"
Gohan smiled,
"I don't think he can be mean."
Everyone gave a little chuckle and silenced.
Bulma wanted the silenced to end, the clocks started ticking loudly, and a drop of water could be heard dripping from the kitchen.
Chi-chi broke the silenced with a small laughing,
"You two have . . . loud water."
Bulma chuckled,
"So . . ."
Vegeta sighed,
"I know what everyone is thinking, so stop it, just leave the subject alone."
Goku sighed and leaned back,
"I have no idea of what-T-T-T, AHHHHH!"
Everyone looked down to the floor where Goku laid sprawled out on his chair.
A small laugh in Vegeta's throat be heard.
Goku lifted himself up, rubbing his head and propping the chair back up.
"Okay, so maybe I am a little dumb, but . . . that hurt!"
Vegeta smiled in satisfaction to his hard chairs and floor.
Bulma giggled behind her hand,
"What will you guys be up to this week?"
She asked happily.
Chi-chi shook her head,
"No idea, but I was kinda thinking . . ."
She trailed off.
Bulma eyed her,
"You were thinking what?"
Chi-chi perked up a bit,
"Well, I don't think you guys would like it if I did it, I don't think the trust issue would be second guess I mean. So forget about it."
Bulma sighed and leaned her elbows on the table,
"You will tell me ya know, so you might as well say it now."
Chi-chi sighed and eyed Gohan, then looked expectantly at Vegeta,
"Well . . . I was thinking . . . We could take care of Trunks and you two can go on Vacation together, for about, two, three weeks maybe. But you two probably wont so that . . ."
"Sure, why not."
Vegeta answered.
Goku even looked at Vegeta with surprise in his eyes.
Vegeta stood up and waved his hand. With a swipe, everything on the table, flew to the side and down the tunnel to the kitchen. Then he walked down another tunnel.
Bulma bit her lip,
"He's not mad, just annoyed."
She reassured everyone.
Gohan laughed,
"Is he ever not annoyed?"
Chi-chi shook her head,
"Yes, when he's around Trunks, I noticed he seemed happier."
Vegeta's head popped back into the room,
"Stop talking behind my back, in case you forgot, the walls are bugged with intercom systems that activate to have your voices echo where ever there is more intercoms, unless I have showed you how to de-activate them."
Then his head disappeared.
Chi-chi looked around, then at Bulma.
Bulma stood up and pressed a few spaces on the wall,
"There, now it's shut off for him being able to hear us, but, we can still hear him.
"SHIT!"
Everyone looked up.
"My fucking foot! Bulma I know you can hear me! You've got to start putting things where they don't fall on ME!"
Some giggling was heard.
"Oh you stupid little brats! You did it didn't you!"
Some pitter patters of feet ran down the tunnel, Goten and Trunks ran in and hid under the table.
Vegeta limped into the room, holding a huge sculpture, a leg was broken off of it, and an arm. His eyes were bloodshot, as he stared under the table.
Bulma smiled,
"Anyways, what was this thing about the vacation?"
Chi-chi looked at her,
"Well, your parents have enough money for you two to go to Hawaii, and then you guys can stay there for a while and get to know each other again!"
Bulma nodded in agreement.
Vegeta knelt down, looking under the table.
Trunks and Goten giggled loudly and ran out.
Vegeta materialized in front of them.
They began laughing and started to run around the room, Vegeta limped after them. Goku watched Vegeta run after them.
Vegeta took to the air and started chasing them, the sculpture raised in the air.
"Uhhhh."
He started.
Bulma and Chi-chi stopped chattering,
"What?"
Goku pointed to the corner of the room.
Vegeta had Goten and Trunks cornered.
They giggled hysterically.
Vegeta raised the sculpture and pulled it down.
It dented the wall, he looked between his knees where the two had run through.
Vegeta somersaulted and flew under the table, dropping the sculpture and grabbing the backs of the boys' shirts.
They turned and looked at him with wide eyes,
"We swear it . . .!"
"We never did nothing . . ."
"Promise!"
Vegeta stood tall and brought the boys' faces close to his, switching eye contact with both,
"You little . . ."
He was stopped by Bulma who threw a napkin at his head.
Vegeta turned his head to her.
Trunks and Goten both kicked out to Vegeta's chest, making him let go of them.
They laughed even harder and flew off down a tunnel.
Vegeta turned around,
"What the hell did you do that for!?"
Bulma chuckled,
"Common, you weren't actually gonna hurt them were ya?"
Vegeta smirked,
"You could have waited and seen, but you had to go and stop me now didn't you! You don't know how much it hurts when a five hundred pound piece of cement falls on your foot, I don't even see why you would want the stupid thing!"
Vegeta mumbled as he limped down the tunnel.
Bulma smiled,
"It's a piece of art!"
Vegeta's voice boomed,
"IT'S A FUCKING ROCK!"
Chi-chi giggled,
"He is funny."
Kurilln chuckled,
"I actually felt sorry for him. The two brats won against a powerful, stubborn, mercifulless, Sieyan!"
Gohan smiled,
"Well, I never thought I'd see the day two one year olds would defeat 'Prince Vegeta,'"
Everyone chuckled,
"I HEARD THAT YOU LITTLE BRAT!"
Vegeta's voice boomed.
Everyone chuckled some more.
Chi-chi stood up,
"Well, we have to get going, that touter for Gohan and Goten are coming earlier in the morning. Oh are you letting Trunks come? He'll just have to stay until about dinner time."
Bulma shrugged,
"So how does the touter thing work again?"
Chi-chi smiled.
"If your little Trunks starts right now, he'll be finished grade twelve in one year. Well . . . that is assumed anyways. As long as they don't take any breaks or anything."
Bulma nodded,
"Sure, that would be better cause I think Vegeta wants to do some training on the kid."
Chi-chi clapped her hands together,
"Great, don't worry, knowing Trunks, he'd probably be finished even sooner. Then, you two can get going!"
Bulma nodded,
"What time do you need him over?"
Chi-chi sighed,
"About 10:30 in the morning."
Bulma stood up and looked at Gohan,
"So how long have you got to go before your finished?"
Gohan smiled,
"Well, because of all the fighting, about another month or so, if I work really hard."
Chi-chi waved a finger at him,
"Oh no you don't, your starting from a bit before you left off. You've probably forgotten everything!"
Gohan growled as he left the room.
Chi-chi groaned,
"Well, before this turns into an argument, we're leaving!"
Bulma waved goodbye and turned to Kurilln.
"Bulma? How do you actually feel about all of this?"
Bulma sighed and brushed a piece of hair from her face,
"I don't really know how I feel, except that whatever is happening is right, like its supposed to happen."
Kurilln shrugged,
"You know you can always change your mind and quit, just call me if he gives you trouble. Bulma laughed and patted Kurilln's head,
"I'm a big girl that can take care of myself!"
Kurilln sighed and sped out the hole in the room. Bulma turned around and looked down on Trunks,
"Mommy?"
Bulma waited for him to continue.
"Well, are you gonna make me go to school tomorrow?"
Bulma smiled and lifted Trunks up,
"Yah, but after about one year of it you'll never have to do it again!"
Trunks smiled,
"That's good, and then I get to hang out with Goten all day long!"
Bulma put Trunks down,
"And you know what? I cleaned all the dishes. And you know what? They're all put away. And you know what? I can't find my bedroom. And you know what? I'm tiered."
Bulma glared at the tunnel as she walked down it,
"You can sure tell."
She mumbled.
"And you know what? I'm still hungry. And you know what? Gohan said daddy was mean and hurt him. And you know what? I don't believe him. And you know what? I think I should hurt Gohan. And you know what? I think you should go to bed. And you know why? Because you look really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, grumpy right now. And you know . . ."
Bulma took hold of his shirt,
"What?"
Trunks looked at her with wide eyes.
"Daddy said to turn the intercoms things off and come to bed."
Bulma sighed and carried Trunks to the bedroom,
"Where do you expect him to sleep?"
Vegeta took the wraps from his hands and put another punching bag up.
"Follow me."
He said walking down a tunnel.
Trunks skipped after him.
Vegeta walked into a spare room,
"This is your room, I'll be right back."
Trunks looked around the large room. A dresser, bed and all of his clothes flew into the room.
Vegeta stepped in and used his powers to arrange everything properly.
Trunks looked up at him.
Vegeta pulled a little fridge into the room,
"It's got some drinks and food in it so you don't bug us in the middle of the night. The bed used to be mine, until I bought the other one. And, you'll have more stuff in the morning. But for now, just go down there and you'll find the T.V. room. Watch whatever you want."
Bulma stepped into the room,
"But . . . you have to be in bed by ten, you have to go out tomorrow remember?"
Trunks nodded and hopped off to the T.V. room.
Vegeta brushed past Bulma,
"You know if you leave him alone he'll figure out that he needs to go to bed early."
Vegeta told Bulma.
Bulma sighed and walked beside Vegeta,
"I've done it before, it doesn't work. He was awake for three weeks. Then I made him go to bed."
Vegeta continued walked,
"That's because he's Saiyan. He can stay asleep for up to three months before starting too get tiered. It's been proven."
Bulma put her arm around Vegeta's shoulders and leaned her head on his arm,
"It's different being back, and with you."
Vegeta stood in the doorway, Bulma walked to the closet and took out some PJ's. Vegeta sat at the bed, pulling out the little booklet from under the bed. He looked up at Bulma to make sure she wasn't looking,
'She's fine, just fine, a little confused, but getting the hand of it. Note, remind Trunks to not say the same four words over and over again.' (an: you know, 'I want that one and that one'; plus, 'and you know what'; 'plus and you know why')
He wrote, slipping the book under the bed before Bulma turned around.
She walked up to him and smiled evilly, Vegeta smirked, with a point of his finger, the lights turned out. * * * Trunks fell asleep in a few minutes, instead of the blank hospital type room he had at home, he had a squishy bed that wasn't hard. He woke to Bulma standing over him. A dark blue house coat wrapped around her,
"Trunks dear, oh god I'm starting to talk like my mother. Okay, Trunks, you have an hour to get to Chi-chi and Goku's place."
Trunks yawned and jumped up,
"Can I go right now?"
Bulma huffed the hair that fell on her face.
"No, you need to eat something first, then rush over there."
Trunks frowned but ran to the kitchen.
Vegeta sat on a stool, he looked over at Trunks.
Little plaid PJ's rushing at him.
Trunks jumped up, latching onto Vegeta, just as he went to swallow some cereal.
Vegeta pounded on his chest and coughed loudly.
Trunks peered at him,
"Wh' happened?"
He asked pitifully.
Vegeta swallowed some juice,
"Hmph, you've gotten stronger, and, when you hit me, you made me choke, *mumbles, damn brat lea too respect me*!"
Trunks giggled,
"Sorry!"
He said pouring some cereal into an empty bowl. The cereal scattered on the counter. The milk jug wobbled in his grasp, spilling on the counter. Trunks put some sugar into the bowl.
Vegeta used his powers to pull a spoon over for Trunks.
He took it from the air and spun the sugar into the bowl and took a bite.
Bulma slumped into the room, she looked to the counter and walked behind Vegeta, laying on his back.
A cloth lifted from the sink, it landed on Trunks' mess and swiped it up.
Vegeta and Trunks eyes the cloth as they ate, both assuming the other had done it. Vegeta glared at Trunks as the cloth fell to the floor,
"Boy, you dropped it!"
Trunks, at the same time laughed,
"Ha, ha, you dropped it daddy!"
They both looked at each other.
Vegeta growled,
"Woman, you dropped the cloth!"
Bulma perched her head on his shoulder,
"I never did anything."
Vegeta thought for a second,
"Oh yah, I forgot to tell you but you're a Saiyan, so just don't think about anything to much, you could end up destroying something."
Bulma looked at the side of Vegeta's face before registering what he had said,
"I'm a what?"
Vegeta looked at her,
"You're a Saiyan, is that so hard to believe?"
Bulma continued staring,
"When did I become a Sieyan?"
Vegeta looked to the roof, then at her,
"About the day we slept together, I think, or it might have been the second time . . . I don't know, you should be able to figure it out."
Bulma sat on the stool beside him,
"Oh, yah, thanks for telling me that I have enough powers to destroy you, that could have come in handy when I was in labor with Trunks and that ass Yamcha was standing beside me!"
Vegeta shrugged,
"Well, at the time, I never told you because I thought I would be alive. The second reason would be because if you did know you had the powers, you would in fact have blown someone up."
"I wonder why that would be a problem, maybe if people didn't . . . Hey, Trunks, get to your room and get dressed, then get to Goku's as fast as you can!"
Bulma yelled.
Trunks jumped up, knocking the bowl across the room.
Bulma looked to the bowl, it and the cereal froze in thin air, Bulma panicked,
"What the hell do I do?!"
Authors Note:
He he, not much of a cliffy, but oh well Ttyl!
Everyone stayed silent during dinner, Goten and Trunks were the only ones that conversed, they chatted about pointless things, and how scary the silent adults were beginning to get.
Vegeta stood up and reached into his pocket, he pulled out a one hundred dollar bill and handed it to Trunks as he sat down,
"Go play with your friend."
Trunks looked at the bill,
"Wow! Thanks daddy! Can we go the fair!?"
Vegeta waved a yes and nodded.
Trunks laughed and ran around to Vegeta, he pulled on his arm.
Vegeta let him pull him down.
Trunks gave him a kiss on the cheek and ran off.
Goku leaned back in his chair and stared at Vegeta. Vegeta began to get paranoid with him staring,
"What the hell do you want!?"
Goku sighed,
"It's just a little weird haven you around, and acting so nice."
Vegeta held his palm up, a small blast formed,
"Would you rather me be mad!?"
Goku raised his arm,
"Okay, okay! I got ya! Just don't blow me up!"
Vegeta smirked and lowered his hand,
"Trust me. It's tempting."
Bulma pounded her fist into his arm,
"Shut up, he's only trying to be nice!"
Vegeta smirked,
"Is he ever not nice?"
Gohan smiled,
"I don't think he can be mean."
Everyone gave a little chuckle and silenced.
Bulma wanted the silenced to end, the clocks started ticking loudly, and a drop of water could be heard dripping from the kitchen.
Chi-chi broke the silenced with a small laughing,
"You two have . . . loud water."
Bulma chuckled,
"So . . ."
Vegeta sighed,
"I know what everyone is thinking, so stop it, just leave the subject alone."
Goku sighed and leaned back,
"I have no idea of what-T-T-T, AHHHHH!"
Everyone looked down to the floor where Goku laid sprawled out on his chair.
A small laugh in Vegeta's throat be heard.
Goku lifted himself up, rubbing his head and propping the chair back up.
"Okay, so maybe I am a little dumb, but . . . that hurt!"
Vegeta smiled in satisfaction to his hard chairs and floor.
Bulma giggled behind her hand,
"What will you guys be up to this week?"
She asked happily.
Chi-chi shook her head,
"No idea, but I was kinda thinking . . ."
She trailed off.
Bulma eyed her,
"You were thinking what?"
Chi-chi perked up a bit,
"Well, I don't think you guys would like it if I did it, I don't think the trust issue would be second guess I mean. So forget about it."
Bulma sighed and leaned her elbows on the table,
"You will tell me ya know, so you might as well say it now."
Chi-chi sighed and eyed Gohan, then looked expectantly at Vegeta,
"Well . . . I was thinking . . . We could take care of Trunks and you two can go on Vacation together, for about, two, three weeks maybe. But you two probably wont so that . . ."
"Sure, why not."
Vegeta answered.
Goku even looked at Vegeta with surprise in his eyes.
Vegeta stood up and waved his hand. With a swipe, everything on the table, flew to the side and down the tunnel to the kitchen. Then he walked down another tunnel.
Bulma bit her lip,
"He's not mad, just annoyed."
She reassured everyone.
Gohan laughed,
"Is he ever not annoyed?"
Chi-chi shook her head,
"Yes, when he's around Trunks, I noticed he seemed happier."
Vegeta's head popped back into the room,
"Stop talking behind my back, in case you forgot, the walls are bugged with intercom systems that activate to have your voices echo where ever there is more intercoms, unless I have showed you how to de-activate them."
Then his head disappeared.
Chi-chi looked around, then at Bulma.
Bulma stood up and pressed a few spaces on the wall,
"There, now it's shut off for him being able to hear us, but, we can still hear him.
"SHIT!"
Everyone looked up.
"My fucking foot! Bulma I know you can hear me! You've got to start putting things where they don't fall on ME!"
Some giggling was heard.
"Oh you stupid little brats! You did it didn't you!"
Some pitter patters of feet ran down the tunnel, Goten and Trunks ran in and hid under the table.
Vegeta limped into the room, holding a huge sculpture, a leg was broken off of it, and an arm. His eyes were bloodshot, as he stared under the table.
Bulma smiled,
"Anyways, what was this thing about the vacation?"
Chi-chi looked at her,
"Well, your parents have enough money for you two to go to Hawaii, and then you guys can stay there for a while and get to know each other again!"
Bulma nodded in agreement.
Vegeta knelt down, looking under the table.
Trunks and Goten giggled loudly and ran out.
Vegeta materialized in front of them.
They began laughing and started to run around the room, Vegeta limped after them. Goku watched Vegeta run after them.
Vegeta took to the air and started chasing them, the sculpture raised in the air.
"Uhhhh."
He started.
Bulma and Chi-chi stopped chattering,
"What?"
Goku pointed to the corner of the room.
Vegeta had Goten and Trunks cornered.
They giggled hysterically.
Vegeta raised the sculpture and pulled it down.
It dented the wall, he looked between his knees where the two had run through.
Vegeta somersaulted and flew under the table, dropping the sculpture and grabbing the backs of the boys' shirts.
They turned and looked at him with wide eyes,
"We swear it . . .!"
"We never did nothing . . ."
"Promise!"
Vegeta stood tall and brought the boys' faces close to his, switching eye contact with both,
"You little . . ."
He was stopped by Bulma who threw a napkin at his head.
Vegeta turned his head to her.
Trunks and Goten both kicked out to Vegeta's chest, making him let go of them.
They laughed even harder and flew off down a tunnel.
Vegeta turned around,
"What the hell did you do that for!?"
Bulma chuckled,
"Common, you weren't actually gonna hurt them were ya?"
Vegeta smirked,
"You could have waited and seen, but you had to go and stop me now didn't you! You don't know how much it hurts when a five hundred pound piece of cement falls on your foot, I don't even see why you would want the stupid thing!"
Vegeta mumbled as he limped down the tunnel.
Bulma smiled,
"It's a piece of art!"
Vegeta's voice boomed,
"IT'S A FUCKING ROCK!"
Chi-chi giggled,
"He is funny."
Kurilln chuckled,
"I actually felt sorry for him. The two brats won against a powerful, stubborn, mercifulless, Sieyan!"
Gohan smiled,
"Well, I never thought I'd see the day two one year olds would defeat 'Prince Vegeta,'"
Everyone chuckled,
"I HEARD THAT YOU LITTLE BRAT!"
Vegeta's voice boomed.
Everyone chuckled some more.
Chi-chi stood up,
"Well, we have to get going, that touter for Gohan and Goten are coming earlier in the morning. Oh are you letting Trunks come? He'll just have to stay until about dinner time."
Bulma shrugged,
"So how does the touter thing work again?"
Chi-chi smiled.
"If your little Trunks starts right now, he'll be finished grade twelve in one year. Well . . . that is assumed anyways. As long as they don't take any breaks or anything."
Bulma nodded,
"Sure, that would be better cause I think Vegeta wants to do some training on the kid."
Chi-chi clapped her hands together,
"Great, don't worry, knowing Trunks, he'd probably be finished even sooner. Then, you two can get going!"
Bulma nodded,
"What time do you need him over?"
Chi-chi sighed,
"About 10:30 in the morning."
Bulma stood up and looked at Gohan,
"So how long have you got to go before your finished?"
Gohan smiled,
"Well, because of all the fighting, about another month or so, if I work really hard."
Chi-chi waved a finger at him,
"Oh no you don't, your starting from a bit before you left off. You've probably forgotten everything!"
Gohan growled as he left the room.
Chi-chi groaned,
"Well, before this turns into an argument, we're leaving!"
Bulma waved goodbye and turned to Kurilln.
"Bulma? How do you actually feel about all of this?"
Bulma sighed and brushed a piece of hair from her face,
"I don't really know how I feel, except that whatever is happening is right, like its supposed to happen."
Kurilln shrugged,
"You know you can always change your mind and quit, just call me if he gives you trouble. Bulma laughed and patted Kurilln's head,
"I'm a big girl that can take care of myself!"
Kurilln sighed and sped out the hole in the room. Bulma turned around and looked down on Trunks,
"Mommy?"
Bulma waited for him to continue.
"Well, are you gonna make me go to school tomorrow?"
Bulma smiled and lifted Trunks up,
"Yah, but after about one year of it you'll never have to do it again!"
Trunks smiled,
"That's good, and then I get to hang out with Goten all day long!"
Bulma put Trunks down,
"And you know what? I cleaned all the dishes. And you know what? They're all put away. And you know what? I can't find my bedroom. And you know what? I'm tiered."
Bulma glared at the tunnel as she walked down it,
"You can sure tell."
She mumbled.
"And you know what? I'm still hungry. And you know what? Gohan said daddy was mean and hurt him. And you know what? I don't believe him. And you know what? I think I should hurt Gohan. And you know what? I think you should go to bed. And you know why? Because you look really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, grumpy right now. And you know . . ."
Bulma took hold of his shirt,
"What?"
Trunks looked at her with wide eyes.
"Daddy said to turn the intercoms things off and come to bed."
Bulma sighed and carried Trunks to the bedroom,
"Where do you expect him to sleep?"
Vegeta took the wraps from his hands and put another punching bag up.
"Follow me."
He said walking down a tunnel.
Trunks skipped after him.
Vegeta walked into a spare room,
"This is your room, I'll be right back."
Trunks looked around the large room. A dresser, bed and all of his clothes flew into the room.
Vegeta stepped in and used his powers to arrange everything properly.
Trunks looked up at him.
Vegeta pulled a little fridge into the room,
"It's got some drinks and food in it so you don't bug us in the middle of the night. The bed used to be mine, until I bought the other one. And, you'll have more stuff in the morning. But for now, just go down there and you'll find the T.V. room. Watch whatever you want."
Bulma stepped into the room,
"But . . . you have to be in bed by ten, you have to go out tomorrow remember?"
Trunks nodded and hopped off to the T.V. room.
Vegeta brushed past Bulma,
"You know if you leave him alone he'll figure out that he needs to go to bed early."
Vegeta told Bulma.
Bulma sighed and walked beside Vegeta,
"I've done it before, it doesn't work. He was awake for three weeks. Then I made him go to bed."
Vegeta continued walked,
"That's because he's Saiyan. He can stay asleep for up to three months before starting too get tiered. It's been proven."
Bulma put her arm around Vegeta's shoulders and leaned her head on his arm,
"It's different being back, and with you."
Vegeta stood in the doorway, Bulma walked to the closet and took out some PJ's. Vegeta sat at the bed, pulling out the little booklet from under the bed. He looked up at Bulma to make sure she wasn't looking,
'She's fine, just fine, a little confused, but getting the hand of it. Note, remind Trunks to not say the same four words over and over again.' (an: you know, 'I want that one and that one'; plus, 'and you know what'; 'plus and you know why')
He wrote, slipping the book under the bed before Bulma turned around.
She walked up to him and smiled evilly, Vegeta smirked, with a point of his finger, the lights turned out. * * * Trunks fell asleep in a few minutes, instead of the blank hospital type room he had at home, he had a squishy bed that wasn't hard. He woke to Bulma standing over him. A dark blue house coat wrapped around her,
"Trunks dear, oh god I'm starting to talk like my mother. Okay, Trunks, you have an hour to get to Chi-chi and Goku's place."
Trunks yawned and jumped up,
"Can I go right now?"
Bulma huffed the hair that fell on her face.
"No, you need to eat something first, then rush over there."
Trunks frowned but ran to the kitchen.
Vegeta sat on a stool, he looked over at Trunks.
Little plaid PJ's rushing at him.
Trunks jumped up, latching onto Vegeta, just as he went to swallow some cereal.
Vegeta pounded on his chest and coughed loudly.
Trunks peered at him,
"Wh' happened?"
He asked pitifully.
Vegeta swallowed some juice,
"Hmph, you've gotten stronger, and, when you hit me, you made me choke, *mumbles, damn brat lea too respect me*!"
Trunks giggled,
"Sorry!"
He said pouring some cereal into an empty bowl. The cereal scattered on the counter. The milk jug wobbled in his grasp, spilling on the counter. Trunks put some sugar into the bowl.
Vegeta used his powers to pull a spoon over for Trunks.
He took it from the air and spun the sugar into the bowl and took a bite.
Bulma slumped into the room, she looked to the counter and walked behind Vegeta, laying on his back.
A cloth lifted from the sink, it landed on Trunks' mess and swiped it up.
Vegeta and Trunks eyes the cloth as they ate, both assuming the other had done it. Vegeta glared at Trunks as the cloth fell to the floor,
"Boy, you dropped it!"
Trunks, at the same time laughed,
"Ha, ha, you dropped it daddy!"
They both looked at each other.
Vegeta growled,
"Woman, you dropped the cloth!"
Bulma perched her head on his shoulder,
"I never did anything."
Vegeta thought for a second,
"Oh yah, I forgot to tell you but you're a Saiyan, so just don't think about anything to much, you could end up destroying something."
Bulma looked at the side of Vegeta's face before registering what he had said,
"I'm a what?"
Vegeta looked at her,
"You're a Saiyan, is that so hard to believe?"
Bulma continued staring,
"When did I become a Sieyan?"
Vegeta looked to the roof, then at her,
"About the day we slept together, I think, or it might have been the second time . . . I don't know, you should be able to figure it out."
Bulma sat on the stool beside him,
"Oh, yah, thanks for telling me that I have enough powers to destroy you, that could have come in handy when I was in labor with Trunks and that ass Yamcha was standing beside me!"
Vegeta shrugged,
"Well, at the time, I never told you because I thought I would be alive. The second reason would be because if you did know you had the powers, you would in fact have blown someone up."
"I wonder why that would be a problem, maybe if people didn't . . . Hey, Trunks, get to your room and get dressed, then get to Goku's as fast as you can!"
Bulma yelled.
Trunks jumped up, knocking the bowl across the room.
Bulma looked to the bowl, it and the cereal froze in thin air, Bulma panicked,
"What the hell do I do?!"
Authors Note:
He he, not much of a cliffy, but oh well Ttyl!