"Oh man. Making a name is harder then I thought."
"Any luck yet sweety?"
"No mom. I do know that I want to have Go in the beginning because of dad and I. The hard part is finding something to pair with it."
"Well, keep at it Gohan. Your little brother needs a name before he gets too big."
"Okay mom."
As he thought a power level washed over him. He froze. Chi-chi saw him and strightened up.
"Gohan, are you getting that funny energy feeling?"
As he began to slowly nod, his face lit up.
"No WAY!?"
"Gohan, what's wrong?" Who is it?"
"TRUNKS IS BACK!!!"
He shot from his chair and out the door.
"HOLD IT GOHAN!"
"Huh?"
"Is this the older Trunks from the future?"
"Yeah. Why?"
"Tell him thank you for me, okay?"
Gohan smiled and blasted off.
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"Okay, here comes the fun part, Exit."
"Trunks, what's going to happen?"
"Nothing much. It's just a good thing we didn't eat before we left."
Bulma could already tell why. The colors around them were changing to thousands of differant combinations. Then, she suddenly felt like she was being stretched then shrunk. It felt like she was a balloon being preped for inflation. She grabed onto Trunks hand.
"It's okay mom. Just stare at one spot and don't think about too much."
Well, the second part was impossible but she stared at the controls as the motions continued.
"I'd plug your ears."
Bulma didn't ask questions as her hand shot up to her head. She closed her eyes as a ear shattering blast hit them. Trunks grit his teeth. His ears were used to it but he still didn't like it. The noise died and Bulma unplugged her ears.
"I call that the Last Stop Whistle."
"Are we through?"
"Nope. Now we Exit. Look."
The colors swirled and spun. Then the tunnel came to a swift and sudden end. There was no impact. Only a quick period of weightlessness then a giant rip opened up infront of them and they blasted into the normal sky. Only when they came to an immediate stop did they fell like they hit anything. Bulma almost pitched straight through the dome. She sat there, stunned and scared.
"It's okay mom. It's over."
He took her hand. She was breathing pretty heavy. Trunks rubbed her hand. She looked over at him.
"Wow."
"I know. I felt the same way when I came the first time."
Bulma was about to speak when the machine started it's desent. She squeezed her sons hand. The nails of her fingers dug into the skin of his hand. Needless to say it hurt, even to a half-sayian. The craft landed and Bulma sat there for a few minutes, catching her breath and getting her sence together.
"You okay now?"
"Yeah. I'm fine now. Let's go."
She unbuckled her seat belt and got to her feet. She almost fell over but Trunks caught her.
"Okay, maybe I'm not fine."
Trunks hit the hatch button and picked up Bulma with one quick motion. He jumped out and landed gracefully on the ground. He was about to put her down when he felt a ki. He almost dropped his mother.
"Trunks are you okay? You look like you saw a ghost."
"I fell that way. It's GOHAN."
"Any luck yet sweety?"
"No mom. I do know that I want to have Go in the beginning because of dad and I. The hard part is finding something to pair with it."
"Well, keep at it Gohan. Your little brother needs a name before he gets too big."
"Okay mom."
As he thought a power level washed over him. He froze. Chi-chi saw him and strightened up.
"Gohan, are you getting that funny energy feeling?"
As he began to slowly nod, his face lit up.
"No WAY!?"
"Gohan, what's wrong?" Who is it?"
"TRUNKS IS BACK!!!"
He shot from his chair and out the door.
"HOLD IT GOHAN!"
"Huh?"
"Is this the older Trunks from the future?"
"Yeah. Why?"
"Tell him thank you for me, okay?"
Gohan smiled and blasted off.
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"Okay, here comes the fun part, Exit."
"Trunks, what's going to happen?"
"Nothing much. It's just a good thing we didn't eat before we left."
Bulma could already tell why. The colors around them were changing to thousands of differant combinations. Then, she suddenly felt like she was being stretched then shrunk. It felt like she was a balloon being preped for inflation. She grabed onto Trunks hand.
"It's okay mom. Just stare at one spot and don't think about too much."
Well, the second part was impossible but she stared at the controls as the motions continued.
"I'd plug your ears."
Bulma didn't ask questions as her hand shot up to her head. She closed her eyes as a ear shattering blast hit them. Trunks grit his teeth. His ears were used to it but he still didn't like it. The noise died and Bulma unplugged her ears.
"I call that the Last Stop Whistle."
"Are we through?"
"Nope. Now we Exit. Look."
The colors swirled and spun. Then the tunnel came to a swift and sudden end. There was no impact. Only a quick period of weightlessness then a giant rip opened up infront of them and they blasted into the normal sky. Only when they came to an immediate stop did they fell like they hit anything. Bulma almost pitched straight through the dome. She sat there, stunned and scared.
"It's okay mom. It's over."
He took her hand. She was breathing pretty heavy. Trunks rubbed her hand. She looked over at him.
"Wow."
"I know. I felt the same way when I came the first time."
Bulma was about to speak when the machine started it's desent. She squeezed her sons hand. The nails of her fingers dug into the skin of his hand. Needless to say it hurt, even to a half-sayian. The craft landed and Bulma sat there for a few minutes, catching her breath and getting her sence together.
"You okay now?"
"Yeah. I'm fine now. Let's go."
She unbuckled her seat belt and got to her feet. She almost fell over but Trunks caught her.
"Okay, maybe I'm not fine."
Trunks hit the hatch button and picked up Bulma with one quick motion. He jumped out and landed gracefully on the ground. He was about to put her down when he felt a ki. He almost dropped his mother.
"Trunks are you okay? You look like you saw a ghost."
"I fell that way. It's GOHAN."