Trunks opened his eyes and saw that his whole room was upside down. Then he
noticed how sick he felt. Maybe eating all of those cookies wasn't the best
idea either him or Goten had ever had. He also figured out why the room was
upside-down. It was because his head was hanging off the side of the bed.
How weird. The rest of him was on the bed, and his legs were folded so that
he could fit on sideways.
"I feel so sick."
Trunks lifted his head just long enough to see Goten laying correctly on the bed with his head on Trunks' stomach, then Trunks went back to staring at the upside down room. "Tell me about it," he replied.
They were quiet for a little bit, then Trunks said, "I forgive my mom."
"Why don't you go tell her?" Goten asked.
Trunks attempted to readjust, then said, "Because I can't move."
Goten smiled. "Oh, isn't that just hunky-dorey?"
"Well, it would help if you could take your head off my stomach," Trunks said in a matter-of-fact voice.
"I'm comfy." Goten stated.
Trunks, without moving the rest of his body, raised his arm and balled his fist.
"I'm up! I'm up!" Goten said hurriedly as he sat up (slowly).
Trunks slid backwards off the bed, then managed to stand up. Staggering towards the door, Trunks called back, "What time is it?"
Goten, who was back on the bed, looked at the clock and said, "12:43ish."
How had we slept that late? Trunks wondered as he made his way to where his mom usually ate lunch, surrounded by computers, which applied to just about everywhere. He went into one of the many computer rooms in the building and asked a pleasant looking lady if she knew where Bulma was.
The lady seemed to think for a moment, then she said, "Mrs. Brief should be in room B-5, working on the master computer. You know, she never does take a break. She sets a good example and.."
"Thank you," Trunks said quickly, cutting the rambling woman off as he backed out of the room.
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Author's note: HOORAY! FINALLY GOT THIS CHAPTER UP! There is only one more chapter, unless y'all want an epilog, and then I'm going to have to write it. I was supposed to have all this time today, but it got eaten up by Anime (The History of Trunks was on Toonami! And I pointed out all the cut scenes to my couldn't care less mom!) and Manga (First seven issues of Dragon Ball in a pretty box! Cost $20 less than if you'd bought each one individually). But enough about me, the story in short is. the first two sentences and the third sentence up to "up." That sounded slightly messed. Oops! I'm rambling!
"I feel so sick."
Trunks lifted his head just long enough to see Goten laying correctly on the bed with his head on Trunks' stomach, then Trunks went back to staring at the upside down room. "Tell me about it," he replied.
They were quiet for a little bit, then Trunks said, "I forgive my mom."
"Why don't you go tell her?" Goten asked.
Trunks attempted to readjust, then said, "Because I can't move."
Goten smiled. "Oh, isn't that just hunky-dorey?"
"Well, it would help if you could take your head off my stomach," Trunks said in a matter-of-fact voice.
"I'm comfy." Goten stated.
Trunks, without moving the rest of his body, raised his arm and balled his fist.
"I'm up! I'm up!" Goten said hurriedly as he sat up (slowly).
Trunks slid backwards off the bed, then managed to stand up. Staggering towards the door, Trunks called back, "What time is it?"
Goten, who was back on the bed, looked at the clock and said, "12:43ish."
How had we slept that late? Trunks wondered as he made his way to where his mom usually ate lunch, surrounded by computers, which applied to just about everywhere. He went into one of the many computer rooms in the building and asked a pleasant looking lady if she knew where Bulma was.
The lady seemed to think for a moment, then she said, "Mrs. Brief should be in room B-5, working on the master computer. You know, she never does take a break. She sets a good example and.."
"Thank you," Trunks said quickly, cutting the rambling woman off as he backed out of the room.
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Author's note: HOORAY! FINALLY GOT THIS CHAPTER UP! There is only one more chapter, unless y'all want an epilog, and then I'm going to have to write it. I was supposed to have all this time today, but it got eaten up by Anime (The History of Trunks was on Toonami! And I pointed out all the cut scenes to my couldn't care less mom!) and Manga (First seven issues of Dragon Ball in a pretty box! Cost $20 less than if you'd bought each one individually). But enough about me, the story in short is. the first two sentences and the third sentence up to "up." That sounded slightly messed. Oops! I'm rambling!