Look-a-yikes part 3
Disclaimer: do I have too?
Sleep-addict is her name and sleeping is her game
A/N: I've been on holiday so that's why I haven't been updating
"So how'd it go?" asked Pan jumping up and down like a maniac. Trunks had been asked the same question countless times the second he walked through the door. He brushed a bit of dust off his jacket. He always asked himself to get a new look and so had Bra, according to her she either had to have cool, trendy brother or no brother at all, so Trunks always had to look out for traps in case Bra decided that she wanted to murder her brother because she hated his style so much that it was beyond repair. He also had to count all the clothes he owned in case Bra took any so that he'd have to go shopping and then Bra will casually say: "I'll go with you." And then she'll make Trunks wear something that impresses her friends. So he had to be very careful. Trunks wasn't the only one who got criticized, Vegeta got one extremely negative remark or rather bash about his moustache and got rid of it straight away.
"So?" asked Pan, panting because she'd been jumping up down non-stop for six hours.
"I don't want to talk about it," Trunks snapped.
Pan backed away, Trunks had never answered back like that, "Sorry," she said sounding quite hurt.
"I'm sorry Pan," said Trunks giving her friendly hug, "I'm just a bit stressed with..with...this thing."
"Thing? What thing?" asked Pan sounding bewildered.
"Well...when I went to the Minnie kids' house there were...10 kids and there was 1 that looked like a 16-year-old Bulma and well, she threatened me and..."
"You have to go back," cried Pan, "you have to that doesn't sound like the Bulma that we know and I'm sure if I speak with Grandpa he'd think so too."
"I know, it's really strange they look so much like us and they dress like us but..they're personalities are so different and the Minnie version of me hates me." Said Trunks walking up and down, "but I will go back I have a feeling there's a good reason why I should go back I need to find out why they're so similar to us when we look at them."
"Do you think they're Mom and Dad knows?"
"That's another thing one of them has got a different Father to the rest so it could be either the oldest or the youngest."
"Do any of them look different to you than the rest?"
"Only one but it's impossible it's the kid which looks like me."
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Trunks rang the gold doorbell very hard; it was pouring with rain and he needed to speak with Jenna. "Oh, hey Trunks," she said opening the door for him; she was wearing a pair of dungarees and a white t-shirt covered with paint.
"Do you have a minute? I need to ask you something."
"Sure," she said sitting down on a chair and resting her cup of tea on the round table in front her. "What is it that you wanted to ask me?" she asked calmly while taking a sip of her tea.
"Well," he said sitting down, "have you ever wondered why me and your 8- year-old son look similar?"
"Yes," she said quietly, "is that all you came to ask?
"No," he said trying to make eye contact with her but it was pretty hard because she was practically in love with her cup because that was all she was looking at, "do you know?"
"No, but I know this: my husband-no I shouldn't be saying this too you, you'd think I'm mad."
"No I wouldn't," assured Trunks in soothing tone.
"Ok, my husband thinks there is such a thing as saiyans, and he said my boys had Saiyan blood in my boys that's why they can do the 'flashy thing' is this making any sense to you?"
"A lot, please continue."
"Well, according to my husband Saiyans are these horrible aliens which sell and destroy other planets and once our planet was under attack once but the Saiyans stayed. Then they reproduced and you can recognize them by their abnormally spiky hair, amazing strength and monkey-like tails and all my boys and even some of the girls used to have or still have these signs." She said crying into her cup.
"It's ok," he said patting her lightly on the back, "can I ask one more question?" she nodded, "what did you mean when you said that one of your children didn't have the same father as the others? Who is it?"
"Oh," she said dabbing her eyes, "when I was 14 I had my first kid and I gave her away for adoption; after that I swore that I'd never ever have an abortion or give up any of my kids ever again," then she burst into tears again.
"I'm sorry," he said, "I had no idea."
"It's ok, I'm the one who needs to apologize," she said getting up, "for acting so weird," she said answering the blank expression on his face.
"There's just one more thing I have to ask."
"What's that?"
"How come you've had 11 kids and yet you're thin, what's your secret? My Mom would beg you to tell her if she met you."
"Oooh, that's for me to know and for all dieters in the world to find out."
~Much later~
Trunks had successfully taught Jenna how to make a sandwich (with Ichich's help.) Made her feel better from the drama episode a few hours ago and now they were looking at old photos alone (the kids had gone to bed..well, half of them did anyway,) Trunks had seen so far Oguk with his trousers on his head. Balmu snogging her boyfriend with one eye on the camera and Devil, smarty pants, Oguk, Ichich, Skurnt, Noteg and Balmu successfully making a human pyramid (Twin of Balmu wasn't born yet and Sleep-addict was too young and you need an excuse for Vegeat) well, they did make a human pyramid but the picture just shows them falling down. Now they were looking at the legendary pictures of Sleep-addict (all of them so far were of her sleeping) but then there was a picture of her awake, shocker! And Jenna wrote next to the picture: (all of the pictures were in a photo album, duh) I just had to take a picture of this: Sleep-addict's awake! We're not worthy!
"Bye Trunks!" Jenna called as he left the building. Yep, this is gonna be a excellent week..
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Ok, not as funny as the rest and a bit to much talking I'll try better next time honest!
Skurnt: there's always a next time with you.
Me: shut up or I'll kill you off!
Skurnt: ok, ok no need to get ugly (quietly) even though you all ready are.
Me: what was that?
Skurnt: nothing!
Disclaimer: do I have too?
Sleep-addict is her name and sleeping is her game
A/N: I've been on holiday so that's why I haven't been updating
"So how'd it go?" asked Pan jumping up and down like a maniac. Trunks had been asked the same question countless times the second he walked through the door. He brushed a bit of dust off his jacket. He always asked himself to get a new look and so had Bra, according to her she either had to have cool, trendy brother or no brother at all, so Trunks always had to look out for traps in case Bra decided that she wanted to murder her brother because she hated his style so much that it was beyond repair. He also had to count all the clothes he owned in case Bra took any so that he'd have to go shopping and then Bra will casually say: "I'll go with you." And then she'll make Trunks wear something that impresses her friends. So he had to be very careful. Trunks wasn't the only one who got criticized, Vegeta got one extremely negative remark or rather bash about his moustache and got rid of it straight away.
"So?" asked Pan, panting because she'd been jumping up down non-stop for six hours.
"I don't want to talk about it," Trunks snapped.
Pan backed away, Trunks had never answered back like that, "Sorry," she said sounding quite hurt.
"I'm sorry Pan," said Trunks giving her friendly hug, "I'm just a bit stressed with..with...this thing."
"Thing? What thing?" asked Pan sounding bewildered.
"Well...when I went to the Minnie kids' house there were...10 kids and there was 1 that looked like a 16-year-old Bulma and well, she threatened me and..."
"You have to go back," cried Pan, "you have to that doesn't sound like the Bulma that we know and I'm sure if I speak with Grandpa he'd think so too."
"I know, it's really strange they look so much like us and they dress like us but..they're personalities are so different and the Minnie version of me hates me." Said Trunks walking up and down, "but I will go back I have a feeling there's a good reason why I should go back I need to find out why they're so similar to us when we look at them."
"Do you think they're Mom and Dad knows?"
"That's another thing one of them has got a different Father to the rest so it could be either the oldest or the youngest."
"Do any of them look different to you than the rest?"
"Only one but it's impossible it's the kid which looks like me."
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Trunks rang the gold doorbell very hard; it was pouring with rain and he needed to speak with Jenna. "Oh, hey Trunks," she said opening the door for him; she was wearing a pair of dungarees and a white t-shirt covered with paint.
"Do you have a minute? I need to ask you something."
"Sure," she said sitting down on a chair and resting her cup of tea on the round table in front her. "What is it that you wanted to ask me?" she asked calmly while taking a sip of her tea.
"Well," he said sitting down, "have you ever wondered why me and your 8- year-old son look similar?"
"Yes," she said quietly, "is that all you came to ask?
"No," he said trying to make eye contact with her but it was pretty hard because she was practically in love with her cup because that was all she was looking at, "do you know?"
"No, but I know this: my husband-no I shouldn't be saying this too you, you'd think I'm mad."
"No I wouldn't," assured Trunks in soothing tone.
"Ok, my husband thinks there is such a thing as saiyans, and he said my boys had Saiyan blood in my boys that's why they can do the 'flashy thing' is this making any sense to you?"
"A lot, please continue."
"Well, according to my husband Saiyans are these horrible aliens which sell and destroy other planets and once our planet was under attack once but the Saiyans stayed. Then they reproduced and you can recognize them by their abnormally spiky hair, amazing strength and monkey-like tails and all my boys and even some of the girls used to have or still have these signs." She said crying into her cup.
"It's ok," he said patting her lightly on the back, "can I ask one more question?" she nodded, "what did you mean when you said that one of your children didn't have the same father as the others? Who is it?"
"Oh," she said dabbing her eyes, "when I was 14 I had my first kid and I gave her away for adoption; after that I swore that I'd never ever have an abortion or give up any of my kids ever again," then she burst into tears again.
"I'm sorry," he said, "I had no idea."
"It's ok, I'm the one who needs to apologize," she said getting up, "for acting so weird," she said answering the blank expression on his face.
"There's just one more thing I have to ask."
"What's that?"
"How come you've had 11 kids and yet you're thin, what's your secret? My Mom would beg you to tell her if she met you."
"Oooh, that's for me to know and for all dieters in the world to find out."
~Much later~
Trunks had successfully taught Jenna how to make a sandwich (with Ichich's help.) Made her feel better from the drama episode a few hours ago and now they were looking at old photos alone (the kids had gone to bed..well, half of them did anyway,) Trunks had seen so far Oguk with his trousers on his head. Balmu snogging her boyfriend with one eye on the camera and Devil, smarty pants, Oguk, Ichich, Skurnt, Noteg and Balmu successfully making a human pyramid (Twin of Balmu wasn't born yet and Sleep-addict was too young and you need an excuse for Vegeat) well, they did make a human pyramid but the picture just shows them falling down. Now they were looking at the legendary pictures of Sleep-addict (all of them so far were of her sleeping) but then there was a picture of her awake, shocker! And Jenna wrote next to the picture: (all of the pictures were in a photo album, duh) I just had to take a picture of this: Sleep-addict's awake! We're not worthy!
"Bye Trunks!" Jenna called as he left the building. Yep, this is gonna be a excellent week..
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Ok, not as funny as the rest and a bit to much talking I'll try better next time honest!
Skurnt: there's always a next time with you.
Me: shut up or I'll kill you off!
Skurnt: ok, ok no need to get ugly (quietly) even though you all ready are.
Me: what was that?
Skurnt: nothing!