"I've gotta find Goten! This is crazy!" Trunks said to himself as he flew towards his friend's ki. He spotted soething in the idstant horizon, and watched as it became larger. Soon, he could clearly make out the form of Son Goten flying towards him. He quickly sped up to stop in front of his friend.

At once, Trunks yelled, "Goten, you'll never believe this, but I've been replaced as Capsule Corp's president by a clone!" at the same time as Goten exclaimed, "Trunks! Oh man you won't believe this but there's an imposter at my house that says if I come back he'll kill my mom!" They both looked at each other with wide eyes.

"No way! You too!?" they shouted in unison.

"What are we gonna do Trunks? I can't just get rid of my imposter, he might hurt my family!" Goten yelled.

"Listen. We gotta draw 'em out somehow, bring them to a deserted spot and beat 'em up. That way they won't even think about trying it again okay?" Trunks asked. Goten nodded quickly.

"Man, this is total bullshit!" Goten yelled as heclenched his fist. Trunks put a hand on his shoulder, which caused his to flinch and blush slightly.

"Don't worry Goten! We're a team! And saiyajins to boot!" Goten swallowed hard, and managed a weak 'yes'.



Trunks flew up the side of his workplace, going way up to his floor and stopping as he peered into the large window. Sure enough, his imposter was inside, yelling at a company representator who was supposed to sign a million dollar deal with Capsule Corp. Trunks groaned as his imposter kicked the other man out of his office. When the man turned around, Trunks found himself staring into his own eyes. Shaking his head, he grinned, and punched the window, smashing it to pieces. This caused the man inside to gasp in surprise, before growling with anger as he ran towards Trunks. The demi saiyajin quickly flew away, and was more than surprised when he was followed.

Gote was right! These people are strong! Oh well, if all goes according to plan, this should be no problem! Trunks thought as he lead the ROCC out of the city.



Goten hid in the bushed as he looked at his house. Inside was his mom and that damn imposter. Frowning slightly, he grabbed a handful of rocks and suddently grinned. This plan reminds me so much of getting in trouble with Trunks as kids! Grinning at the thought, he threw them at the window, cringing as thes smashed the windows. He heard Chichi scream, and soon enough the imposter ran out of the house. Goten shook the bush to get his attention, then rann away, knowing that from the cursing and shouting to come back meant he was being followed.

Now, if I could remember where Trunks told me to lead him... then... AHA! I know!





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The wind kicked up some dust, but that went unnoticed as both demi saiyajins landed from flight, their cloned landing next to them. What did catch their attention, was,

"For the last time, I am a clone of you, Trunks Vegeta Briefs, designed to eliminate you so my master can take over your company!" The ROCC clone of Trunks stated.

"And I am a clone of you, Son Goten, designed so that you wouldn't notice the obvious changes in your 'friend'," ROCC Goten said.

"But... you can't be clones! I'm so way hotter than that!" Trunks yelled as he pointed to the clone.

"What!? I'm an exact replica created from your DNA, idiot! I look exactly like you, even with birthmarks, minus the scars!" ROCC Trunks yelled. Trunks shook his head.

"Impossible! Goten! I'm way better looking than my clone, right?!" he yelled at his best friend, causing him to turn beet red.

"I uhh.... I mean... I guess so... but--"

"Ha! There, I told you!" Trunks smirked triumphantly. ROCC Trunks pulled at his hair growling.

"This is NOT a beauty contest! I am here to kill you, not argue who looks better!" ROCC Trunks crouched down low, as did ROCC Goten.

"Tch. Keep dreaming. You won't even touch me, freak!" Trunks had that annoyingly sumg smirk on his face, and if it wasn't for the hair and eyecolor, you'd swear you were looking at Vegeta.

"Nothing to touch!" ROCC Goten exclaimed.

"Ohhh diss!" ROCC Trunks hooted. Trunks growled.

"What?! You dare make fun of me? That's it!" Trunks yelled as he blurred behind the two clones, grabbing them each by the shirt. He threw them down and began to beat the shit out of them. Goten sighed as he watched the dust cloud puff up, an occasional limb sticking out before being dragged back in. He could hear shouts, and curses -many curses- , and yawned as he waited for the fight to be over.

In a few minutes, the dust settled, revealing the clones piled on top of each other, Trunks resting one foot on one's back. He was grinning, and holding up two fingers for victory.

"Haha! Never insult the great Trunks' looks!" he stated proudly, flicking his hair back. The clone who was under Trunks shifted, causing the lavender haired man to fall rather undignified like on his butt. They both jumped up, ragged and badly bruised.

"We'll get you both for this! We shall return!" one shouted. At once they both blasted off, while Trunks rubbed his backside.

"Hey, they're getting away!" Goten exclaimed. The smirk once again returned to Trunks' lips, and in his eyes twinkled mischief. "Bejiita Torankusu," Goten began, using Trunks' formal name, getting him an odd look from the man, "What did you do?"

"Oh, nothing much. Well actually, I implanted a bomb in each clone, which by my calculations should go off when the two clones return to where they came from, which is where they're going to heal."

"How the hell did you do that? It's not like you carry bombs around in your pocket 24/7!"

"What do you expect? With the way FUNi warped Dragonball, it became so much more like a cartoon. And anything can happen in cartoons!"

"Ahh... Makes sense!"

"Yeah, so let's go back to my place!"





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They touched down on Capsule Corp's front lawn, and Trunks began to move towards his house...

KAAAABOOOOOMM!!!

...When his world exploded around him. Trunks was flung back into Goten and his house erupted into a gigantic ball of flame, spouting masses of smoke and burning debris into the atmosphere. The building's roof had been inihilated, and the two demi saiyajins could only gape as the Briefs' house was reduced to giant pieces of rubble. The dust took many minutes to settle, even as the thick, black smoke continued to rise from the burning building. Soot covered and dirty, Goten was the first one to speak.

"Uh... well, that was odd." Trunks stared at him, before flipping out.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN ODD!!? MY HOUSE JUST EXPLODED OUT OF NOWHERE!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!!" Trunks screamed, rubbing a clean streak through his blackened face. He ran towards the fallen building, Goten right behind him.

"Trunks, what about Bulma and Vegeta!?" Goten hollored as he caught up. He watched as his best friend froze, pure fear etched across his features.

"Oh no... KAASAN!! TOUSAN, WHERE ARE YOU!?" They quickly began to dig through the wreck, tears leaving tracks of exposed skin ad they made their way down Trunks' cheeks. He was just lifting an enormous piece of concrete when he heard a noise behind him.

"Stop crying, brat! Do you honestly think I would let the onna die? Even if she is worthless..." Vegeta said. He had one arm wrapped around Bulma, who had turnd a deathly pale, as she observed the ruins of her beautiful house.

"Kaasan, Tousan! You're both alright! I was so worried!" Trunks said, not checking himself and leaping towards his parents, wrapping his arms around them both. Vegeta knocked Trunks away, and landed, droppong Bulma unceremoniously to the ground. This snapped her out of her daze.

"CHIKUSOOOOOO!!! WHAT HAPPENED TO MY HOUSE!?" She shrieked and she rounded on Vegeta, immediately throwing curses and screams at him, accusing the overly annoyed saiyajin for the destruction of Capsule Corp. Trunks watched as his parents argued as usual, then turned to face the wreck. He noticed a small sheet of paper on the ground that had avoided being burned, and bent down to pick it up. He looked over it closesly, and it read,

Project ROCC Item No. 872218 ADDX-IT Raising an eyebrown, he walks over to where Goten was standing apart from the family, and handed him the paper. After the younger demi saiyajin read it, he glanced up at Trunks with wide eyes.

"Trunks, does this mean that-"

"I hope not. But I think so. Projec ROCC was right under our noses, literally! They must have somehow had their base right under Capsule Corp! That explains the strange sounds coming from the basement all the time!" Trunks sighed, watching as the fire department arrived, putting out the rest of the fires, leaving nothing but smoking, charred remains in their wake.

"Gee, I guess we're gonna have to move into another one of our condos until we can get this one repaired." Another sigh passed from the man's lips.

Sugoi! Now's my chance!

"Trunks, don't do that! I mean, well, why don't you umm... ano..." Goten scratched his head. "Oh! Come stay over at our house! That way you don't have to be too far away!" Blue eyes turned to meet his own.

"You sure 'bout that? I mean, I don't think you have the room for a saiyajin, demi saiyajin, and human, which all three of those already occupy your house!"

"Nah, don't worry about it! 'Kaasan won't turn you guys away."

"Okay, sound great!" Trunks exclaimed before running up to his parents, who were now in a heated conversation with the firefighters.





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"They blew up Capsule Corp!" Bra gasped.

"Yeah, and now with Trunks moving in with Goten, there's no telling what those two will do." Pan's sapphire blue eyes widened.

"......"

"......"

"You don't... honestly think...."

"......"

"Eww."