A/N: I know that Bulma doesn't cook. But she does now! So there!! And this
chapter is super short, but I couldn't really put it anywhere else.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter 2 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"TRUNKS!" screamed Bulma. Where was he? It was past midnight and he wasn't home.
"I'll show him how it is when he's late," Bulma mumbled to her self.
"Yeah mom, what is it?" said Trunks airily, leaning on the doorjamb. His muscular form was covered in scratches and his purple hair was everywhere.
"Young man , do you have any idea what time it is? And you have school tomorrow!" she snapped at Trunks.
"Sorry, Ma. Goten and I were sparring. I guess I just lost track of time." he trailed off, looking at the floor.
"Well, that's no excuse," she said, but her tone had softened and the fire in her eyes had died down a bit. "Now clean up and go to bed."
"But- "
"No. No dinner." She said, turning her back to Trunks.
"Awww...fine," he grumbled, heading upstairs to the bathroom. He took a shower, and afterwards fell right to sleep, even before his head hit the pillow.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter 2 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"TRUNKS!" screamed Bulma. Where was he? It was past midnight and he wasn't home.
"I'll show him how it is when he's late," Bulma mumbled to her self.
"Yeah mom, what is it?" said Trunks airily, leaning on the doorjamb. His muscular form was covered in scratches and his purple hair was everywhere.
"Young man , do you have any idea what time it is? And you have school tomorrow!" she snapped at Trunks.
"Sorry, Ma. Goten and I were sparring. I guess I just lost track of time." he trailed off, looking at the floor.
"Well, that's no excuse," she said, but her tone had softened and the fire in her eyes had died down a bit. "Now clean up and go to bed."
"But- "
"No. No dinner." She said, turning her back to Trunks.
"Awww...fine," he grumbled, heading upstairs to the bathroom. He took a shower, and afterwards fell right to sleep, even before his head hit the pillow.