A Twist of Fate- Chapter 8
Trista gave a surprised laugh when Gohan launched himself at her.
"Trista, your okay!"
She wrapped her arms around him and gave him a big hug. She let him down and entered through the patio in the back of Capsule Corporation. Her mouth watered as she smelled the scent of bacon and toast cooking. She was starving! She made her way to the kitchen. Bulma smiled when she saw Trista in the doorway. She came around from the other side of the counter and gave Trista a hug. Then she leaned back.
"Let me have a look at you."
Trista smiled at the show of motherly affection. She then assured Bulma that she was all right. Bulma turned back towards the stove and picked up the spatula.
"You must be starving. We were all worried when the storm hit and you were not here. Thank goodness Goku went and found you, or else we would still be worrying our heads off."
Trista frowned at the mention of Goku, but made her face blank when Bulma turned around. She handed Trista a plate full of bacon and toast, and shook her head when Bulma tried to give her eggs. Bulma's eyebrows raised.
"You don't eat eggs? Why?"
Trista shrugged. "I never have. It's just one of many things I don't eat."
Bulma gave an "Oh" of surprise. She turned back to the stove, preparing Vegetas and Trunks breakfast. Trista watched as the food piled up on the table. She shook her head in wonder of how much men ate. Bulma saw her expression and laughed.
"I know what you mean. I only eat a bagel for breakfast and I'm full."
They both looked at each other and laughed. "Men!" they said in unison.
Trista smiled and polished off her plate, and handed it to Bulma. She then turned to leave.
"If anyone asks, I'll be in my room."
Bulma opened her mouth to say something, then thought better of it when she saw Trista's face. I wonder what Goku said or did to that girl. I'll have to have a talk with him, she thought, giving a nod of her head. She sure as hell wasn't talking to Trista, because she already found out the hard way that when Trista doesn't want to talk, she doesn't want to talk. She humphed, and turned back to her task.
Goku sighed when he landed outside of Bulma's home. He groaned a second later when he saw Bulma outside waiting for him. His mouth thinned. I don't feel like talking! He thought as he made his way towards her. No use and trying to avoid her, she was just going to find me later. I'd rather get this over with. He frowned and crossed his arms.
"What do you want, Bulma?"
Her mouth fell open. Goku has never talked to her like that before! And he looked ready to bite someone's head off. She gave a shake of her head and raised an eyebrow.
"Why the sour face Goku? What's going on between you and Trista?"
Goku narrowed his eyes. And he sure as hell didn't want to talk about HER! He clenched his teeth.
"I really don't want to talk about anything right now Bulma."
Bulma knew something was up, but what? It's not like Goku to be serious about anything. And he has the temper of a bear with a tooth ache. At least he wasn't shooting at her! Bulma mused. Goku made his way around her and went into the building. He stopped when he felt Trista's ki. It's not close to me. He sighed, thankful that he wasn't going to run into her. He found Vegeta in the living quarters, his eyes shut. He opened them when he sensed Goku in the room. He shut the t.v. off and stood. He stretched, lifting his arms up towards the ceiling. He rolled his neck as he turned around. What the? Goku, in a foul mood! Something's wrong. He had noticed some strange vibes coming off of Trista when she came home, but now Goku! Vegeta's eyebrows narrowed. Something was definitely up.
"What's wrong?" Vegeta asked, crossing his arms.
Goku raised his eyebrows, surprised that Vegeta even took the time to notice. Then his face went blank, giving nothing away.
"It's not important."
Vegeta watched the display of emotions cross Goku's usual happy face, then watched as he cleared his face of any emotion. Vegeta resisted the urge to rub his chin. I have to find out what is going on! He cleared his throat.
"Does it have to do with Trista?"
Goku's face showed shock, then a deep frown centered on his face.
"NO!"
Vegeta watched him for a moment, then shrugged. It doesn't matter right now. He could find out later. I hate it when something is going on up under my very nose and I have no idea what! Vegeta forgot about the problem for now and made his way towards the training room, Goku following behind.
Trista gave a surprised laugh when Gohan launched himself at her.
"Trista, your okay!"
She wrapped her arms around him and gave him a big hug. She let him down and entered through the patio in the back of Capsule Corporation. Her mouth watered as she smelled the scent of bacon and toast cooking. She was starving! She made her way to the kitchen. Bulma smiled when she saw Trista in the doorway. She came around from the other side of the counter and gave Trista a hug. Then she leaned back.
"Let me have a look at you."
Trista smiled at the show of motherly affection. She then assured Bulma that she was all right. Bulma turned back towards the stove and picked up the spatula.
"You must be starving. We were all worried when the storm hit and you were not here. Thank goodness Goku went and found you, or else we would still be worrying our heads off."
Trista frowned at the mention of Goku, but made her face blank when Bulma turned around. She handed Trista a plate full of bacon and toast, and shook her head when Bulma tried to give her eggs. Bulma's eyebrows raised.
"You don't eat eggs? Why?"
Trista shrugged. "I never have. It's just one of many things I don't eat."
Bulma gave an "Oh" of surprise. She turned back to the stove, preparing Vegetas and Trunks breakfast. Trista watched as the food piled up on the table. She shook her head in wonder of how much men ate. Bulma saw her expression and laughed.
"I know what you mean. I only eat a bagel for breakfast and I'm full."
They both looked at each other and laughed. "Men!" they said in unison.
Trista smiled and polished off her plate, and handed it to Bulma. She then turned to leave.
"If anyone asks, I'll be in my room."
Bulma opened her mouth to say something, then thought better of it when she saw Trista's face. I wonder what Goku said or did to that girl. I'll have to have a talk with him, she thought, giving a nod of her head. She sure as hell wasn't talking to Trista, because she already found out the hard way that when Trista doesn't want to talk, she doesn't want to talk. She humphed, and turned back to her task.
Goku sighed when he landed outside of Bulma's home. He groaned a second later when he saw Bulma outside waiting for him. His mouth thinned. I don't feel like talking! He thought as he made his way towards her. No use and trying to avoid her, she was just going to find me later. I'd rather get this over with. He frowned and crossed his arms.
"What do you want, Bulma?"
Her mouth fell open. Goku has never talked to her like that before! And he looked ready to bite someone's head off. She gave a shake of her head and raised an eyebrow.
"Why the sour face Goku? What's going on between you and Trista?"
Goku narrowed his eyes. And he sure as hell didn't want to talk about HER! He clenched his teeth.
"I really don't want to talk about anything right now Bulma."
Bulma knew something was up, but what? It's not like Goku to be serious about anything. And he has the temper of a bear with a tooth ache. At least he wasn't shooting at her! Bulma mused. Goku made his way around her and went into the building. He stopped when he felt Trista's ki. It's not close to me. He sighed, thankful that he wasn't going to run into her. He found Vegeta in the living quarters, his eyes shut. He opened them when he sensed Goku in the room. He shut the t.v. off and stood. He stretched, lifting his arms up towards the ceiling. He rolled his neck as he turned around. What the? Goku, in a foul mood! Something's wrong. He had noticed some strange vibes coming off of Trista when she came home, but now Goku! Vegeta's eyebrows narrowed. Something was definitely up.
"What's wrong?" Vegeta asked, crossing his arms.
Goku raised his eyebrows, surprised that Vegeta even took the time to notice. Then his face went blank, giving nothing away.
"It's not important."
Vegeta watched the display of emotions cross Goku's usual happy face, then watched as he cleared his face of any emotion. Vegeta resisted the urge to rub his chin. I have to find out what is going on! He cleared his throat.
"Does it have to do with Trista?"
Goku's face showed shock, then a deep frown centered on his face.
"NO!"
Vegeta watched him for a moment, then shrugged. It doesn't matter right now. He could find out later. I hate it when something is going on up under my very nose and I have no idea what! Vegeta forgot about the problem for now and made his way towards the training room, Goku following behind.