Author's note: on the ages, Trunks is 24 although he should be 17 (room of
time and space) and gohan is 13. Yet again if that goes against story line
in anyway, c'est la vie
"So let me get this straight," Goku started, "This little vial will imbue me with the power to beat Vegeta with no problem at all for the next year?" The sorcerer replied "Yes, and then it will take me a year and two months to make another one like this. So if you plan on always being able to beat this Vegeta you're probably going to have to take two months off somewhere." Goku nodded, he had heard enough and wasn't really listening anymore. He could beat Vegeta once and for all and prove that he was the stronger of the two. He should probably get back now before anybody noticed he was gone. "Well thanks," Goku said to the sorcerer, "I've got to go now. So long, thanks for the vial." And with that Goku took off. "No," said the sorcerer "Thank you."
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Gohan yawned loudly and slowly blinked as his eyes adjusted to the light and he rubbed the dust out of them. He looked around getting a sense of where he was and realized he was still in his room. He must have fallen asleep out of nowhere and just woken up. He looked at the clock and a half hour had passed. Still nobody was home. He was beginning to think that was rather odd. He hadn't felt anything odd, so he assumed that everyone must still be alive. He just shrugged and relaxed some more and fell back into his not so peaceful sleep.
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Piccolo stood relaxed and composed - he was waiting. He was waiting to see who was approaching and what they wanted. He noticed the presence had gotten closer and was almost directly near him. Then all of a sudden he heard somebody land quietly behind him. The newly arrived figure didn't say anything at first. "Well?" Piccolo asked somewhat impatiently. "Greetings," Trunks started, "I was on my way to see Goku and his family and figured I'd ask if you were up for a visit. I'm sorry if I interrupted you." Piccolo recognized the figure by his voice. Trunks' voice was almost never calm. It was always either edgy and had some angst behind it, or else was relaxed but full of anger.
Piccolo nodded taking in what Trunks had to say. He then said, "I take it Vegeta and Bulma got into another fight and you just wanted to get out of the house?" "Yeah," Trunks replied, "Something like that." Piccolo nodded. "Sounds like another teenager I know," Piccolo added amused. Trunks shrugged. He wouldn't really consider himself a teenager on the basis of age or experience, but Piccolo had been around much longer than him, and had had many more experiences, so who was he to say Piccolo was wrong? "So," Piccolo posed the question, "To Goku's?" "Sure," Trunks responded, and with that they were off.
"So let me get this straight," Goku started, "This little vial will imbue me with the power to beat Vegeta with no problem at all for the next year?" The sorcerer replied "Yes, and then it will take me a year and two months to make another one like this. So if you plan on always being able to beat this Vegeta you're probably going to have to take two months off somewhere." Goku nodded, he had heard enough and wasn't really listening anymore. He could beat Vegeta once and for all and prove that he was the stronger of the two. He should probably get back now before anybody noticed he was gone. "Well thanks," Goku said to the sorcerer, "I've got to go now. So long, thanks for the vial." And with that Goku took off. "No," said the sorcerer "Thank you."
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Gohan yawned loudly and slowly blinked as his eyes adjusted to the light and he rubbed the dust out of them. He looked around getting a sense of where he was and realized he was still in his room. He must have fallen asleep out of nowhere and just woken up. He looked at the clock and a half hour had passed. Still nobody was home. He was beginning to think that was rather odd. He hadn't felt anything odd, so he assumed that everyone must still be alive. He just shrugged and relaxed some more and fell back into his not so peaceful sleep.
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Piccolo stood relaxed and composed - he was waiting. He was waiting to see who was approaching and what they wanted. He noticed the presence had gotten closer and was almost directly near him. Then all of a sudden he heard somebody land quietly behind him. The newly arrived figure didn't say anything at first. "Well?" Piccolo asked somewhat impatiently. "Greetings," Trunks started, "I was on my way to see Goku and his family and figured I'd ask if you were up for a visit. I'm sorry if I interrupted you." Piccolo recognized the figure by his voice. Trunks' voice was almost never calm. It was always either edgy and had some angst behind it, or else was relaxed but full of anger.
Piccolo nodded taking in what Trunks had to say. He then said, "I take it Vegeta and Bulma got into another fight and you just wanted to get out of the house?" "Yeah," Trunks replied, "Something like that." Piccolo nodded. "Sounds like another teenager I know," Piccolo added amused. Trunks shrugged. He wouldn't really consider himself a teenager on the basis of age or experience, but Piccolo had been around much longer than him, and had had many more experiences, so who was he to say Piccolo was wrong? "So," Piccolo posed the question, "To Goku's?" "Sure," Trunks responded, and with that they were off.