"Trunks! Are you awake yet?!"
"Well I am now..." he mumbled. He sat up in bed. "Yeah! Coming!" he called back. He yawned, and climbed out of bed.
~~~
"Lavender!" Mizu's voice ran through the house. "Breakfast!"
"Huh...?" Lavender mumbled.
~
Mizu sighed.
"She's still not up?"
"I'll see..." Frieza said. He left the kitchen, and yelled up the stairs:
"LAVENDER!!!"
"I'm coming!" an angry teenage voice replied. Frieza smirked, and re - entered the kitchen.
"She's coming."
~~~
"So what do you have at school today, Trunks?" Bulma asked, placing his breakfast in front of him.
"A science test." Trunks replied.
"Have you revised a lot?"
"Uh... yeah." Trunks lied. "Right... I should probably start revising..."
"Y'know, high scores don't make themselves -_-" Bulma frowned.
"Yeah..." Trunks smirked. "But I'm just naturally a genius ^_^"
"That's not what your science teacher told me..."
"Heh heh ^_^;"
~~~
"Morning!" Lavender beamed as she entered the kitchen.
"Last as usual." Mizu sat down. "Your breakfast's ready."
"Thanks, mom." Lavender sat down. Mizu put her hands together, as did Lavender.
"Ah, can't you go without doing that for ONE day?!" Frieza turned away, and covered his ears while Mizu said the usual thanks to that non - existent guy she called "God". Every morning she did that, and she'd got Lavender doing the same thing.
"We're done now, you can put your hands down." Mizu frowned.
"I don't even see the point of praying." Frieza said, turning back round to face them and putting down his hands. "Even if your God did exist, why would he want to spend his entire day listening to mortals he'd never met before talking to him about things he didn't even care about?"
"Your questions will be answered when you start believing in God." Mizu replied, and starting eating her breakfast.
"Huh?" Frieza looked at her blankly. Mizu chuckled.
~later, after school~
"So how'd you do in that test today?" Goten asked as he and Trunks headed to Goten's house. Trunks would be sleeping over there.
"Okay." Trunks shrugged. "I got a B."
"Huh?" Goten stopped dead. He looked at his friend. "Hey, do you feel that?"
"Yeah..." Trunks mumbled. He looked around, trying to track down the source of the powerfully high ki. He pointed. "Over there!"
~~~
"HA!" Lavender cried out as she quickly moved to block her mother's sword with her own. Mizu made a quick, sharp movement that Lavender couldn't block in time. Instead, she gasped as she felt the wooden blade push into her stomach.
"Ow..." she fell to her knees, clutching her injury.
"You're lucky this sword isn't real." Mizu commented. She looked at her daughter. "Okay?"
"Yeah, if you don't mind not having grandchildren. I think my uterus just smashed." Lavender mumbled.
"So you're okay?" Mizu replied.
"I guess..." Lavender allowed herself a few more seconds, then stood up.
"Attack her freehand!" Frieza insisted.
"No way!" Lavender shook her head. "Sword fighting is cool! Way better than using ki attacks!"
"It does take a genius to figure out who YOUR favourite parent is -_-" Frieza said.
"Well can you blame her?" Mizu teased with a smirk. Frieza wasn't insulted. He knew she was only kidding.
"I like transforming." Lavender protested.
~
Trunks and Goten hovered above the trees far enough away to not be seen, but they could see the family. They suppressed their ki to go unnoticed.
"Who are they?" Goten wondered aloud.
"Well whoever they are, they're really powerful. Well, the girl and that white guy are anyway." Trunks replied. He looked at Goten. "We should tell your dad."
"Agreed!" Goten nodded.
"Lavender, tell you what, why don't you and I have a battle?" they could hear the white alien's voice.
"Lavender?" Trunks repeated. "Never heard of her."
"Me neither." Goten mumbled.
"Yeah! Hey, can I use my magic?"
"*sigh* If you must..." the white alien looked at who the two demi - saiyans had assumed was his daughter. "Your strongest form against mine, okay?"
"Strongest form?" Goten looked at Trunks. "Are there any races that transform?"
"I know there's one at least... my dad told me..." Trunks mumbled. He tried to remember. "It was..."
"What?!" the girl protested. "But dad! You KNOW your fourth form is stronger than mine! I still need to work on it!!"
"I'll go easy on you, then."
"Oh, come on, Frieza." the black - haired woman said. "Use your third."
"Trunks..." Goten's eyes widened. "Did she just say...?"
"Yeah, dad! I'll fight you in your third form!"
"That's not a fair fight!"
"Yes it is!"
"Come on, Frieza. You KNOW it'd be fairer if you were in your third."
"Oh, fine then!"
"It is!!" Trunks gasped. They exchanged horrified glances.
"Frieza?!?!"
"We gotta tell my dad!" Goten gasped. He sped off, closely followed by Trunks. In the panic, Goten had forgotten all about holding back his ki.
~
"Huh?" Frieza turned his head towards the sky.
"What is it?" Mizu asked.
"Did you feel that, Lavender?" Frieza said.
"Yeah... what is it, dad?" Lavender replied. "There wasn't anyone spying on us, was there?"
"... Maybe there was..." Frieza left the ground. He looked at his daughter. "Why don't we find out?"
"Hai!" Lavender sped off after Frieza, who was already pursuing his stalkers.
"Hey, wait!" Mizu called after them. "What am I supposed to do?!" she sighed angrily, and mumbled: "Wish I could fly."
