Author's Note: I was just going through my files the other day and I noticed that I haven't updated this story in, what, a year? Almost. Anyway, I think I need to fix that. So, here's the third chapter! ^^
Disclaimer: ::huggles her Mirai Trunks doll:: I don't care what you say, he's MINE! :P
Trunks and Goten's Official Prank Day
by Supaa Saiyajin Trinity
Chapter 3: Second Period, History
"Good morning, class," the History teacher greeted everyone cheerfully as he entered the classroom. "Please take out your homework."
Nearly everyone groaned. The only ones who didn't where the two demi-Saiyajin. They only looked at one another and smiled.
For several moments, the room was filled with the sounds of unzipping backpacks, rustling papers, and murmured conversation. Soon, Mr. Namura called for attention and everyone quieted down.
"Now, as you all know, the assignment was to write a poem about a historical figure or event. Now, I know this wasn't exactly easy for some of you." He paused. "But I believe it demonstrates an understanding of history and reflects on one's view of the world." He checked his roster. "Miss Takino, would you please start us off?"
The girl blushed, stood up, and began to recite.
Meanwhile, Trunk and Goten, who, not too surprisingly, had seats next to one another, were not paying attention at all. It all began with an advertisement for a local fair that they had found on the floor between their desks. As they talked, the voices of the other students and their teacher faded into the background. "Trunks, you've got to be kidding me," Goten was whispering. "How in Kami's name are you going to get your dad to take us to the fair? I mean, THINK about it... Vegeta?" He raised his eyebrow critically at his friend.
"Don't worry, Trunks whispered back. "I'll make him an offer he can't refuse."
"Like what?"
Trunks gave him a look.
Goten's eyes widened in sudden understanding. "Ohhh, I get it..." He rubbed his hands together maliciously. "Heh-heh-heh... Goody."
Trunks grinned and rubbed his hands too. "Okay, now listen," he whispered, "we have to convince my mom to let you sleep over tonight..."
"Uh-huh...?"
"Then we'll sneak out of our room..."
"Yeah...?
"And get a camera..."
"MISTER BRIEF," came the teacher's loud voice.
Trunks snapped to attention. "Ah, hai, sensei?
Mr. Namura smiled at him. "Perhaps you would like to go next?"
"Oh! Sure." Trunks picked up his paper, stood up, and recited:
"While mummifying the great King Tut,
The Egyptians searched inside his gut,
And at once pulled back, crying, 'What?'
For they'd found he'd had a rod up his butt."
All the students erupted in laughter.
Mr. Namura raised an eyebrow at his student. "Well... Mr. Brief, that certainly was... interesting..." Everyone else was still laughing. Goten and Trunks exchanged high-fives. "Okay, okay, quiet down, everyone!" Eventually they all were silent, save for a few giggles. "Mr. Brief," he addressed Trunks, "That was very creative, but next time, please make sure your facts are accurate?"
"Hai, sensei," Trunks responded obediently. even so, he was grinning.
"And, you, Mr. Son, would you please go next?"
"Hai." Goten stood up and cleared his throat.
"I've heard of magicians who've sawed people in two
And of a short little man called a hobbit
But no one I know has put on a better show
Than Mrs. Lorena Bobbit."
Once again, everyone in the class burst out laughing.
Mr. Namura narrowed his eyes in obvious distaste. "Mr. Son, I do not believe that Mrs. Bobbit's action of cutting off her husband's penis qualifies as a historic event." He groaned and buried his face in one hand. "I should never have told them that story..." he muttered. He raised his head, shouting over the laughter of the other students, "Mr. Son, Mr. Brief, see me at the end of class, please. I believe we have some things to discuss."
By and by, everyone settled down, but they were all still so tickled by the demi-Saiyajin's poems that they could not help laughing in the middle of anyone else's speech. Finally, it got to be too much for the teacher. "All right, that's it. The next person who laughs will be serving detention with me after school."
There were no more interruptions for the rest of the class. Even Trunks and Goten weren't about to ruin the rest of Prank Day by spending it with a teacher.
***
"Now, boys," Mr. Namura said patiently when the bell rang and everyone else had left, "I don't want to stifle your creativity. They were very clever poems."
"Arigato, sensei."
"But I'm afraid that they were a little... too creative. Please try to choose more appropriate subjects next time, hmm?"
"Hai, sensei, we will." They turned to go.
"Mr. Brief?"
Trunks hung back while Goten headed for the door. He went and stood before his teacher. "Hai, sensei?"
"I would suggest," Mr. Namura told him, "that you refrain from using such a vulgar subject next time."
"But Goten wrote about..." Trunks began to protest.
"My concern isn't with what Mr. Son wrote about, it's with what you wrote about. Yours was a little too graphic for school."
Trunks bowed his head. "Hai, sensei. It won't happen again."
"Good. Now go on, and get to class or you'll be late." He watched as Trunks joined Goten at the door and the two walked off together. "Kids these days..." he half-smiled to himself. He picked up the chalkboard eraser and was just going to erase his lecture notes from the board, when he noticed it had already been done.
But what was even more noticeable were the words "EAT ME" in large block letters.
***
"Goten's time to shine," Goten grinned.
"What do you mean?" Trunks inquired.
"Oh, nothing... I just did something while Namura-sensei was lecturing you."
"Ooh, you sneak! What'd you do?"
Goten chuckled. "I'll tell you next class."
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That's it for now! Review please! Bai-bai! ^^