For all you people who do not like Dace because Trunks likes her, I will get to it in either this chapter or the next…so no worries….and please don't kill me…
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Last time:
"Oh my Dende…" Dace shook her head in disbelief. "Goten got smarter…"
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Chapter 5: Plans and purple blobs
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Goten tilted his head to the side slightly. "What do you mean Dace?"
Dace shook her head with a shocked look on her face. 'Goten is not that smart. Goten is not that smart.' She kept repeating mentally to herself.
Goten seeing nothing physically wrong with his friends, just went back onto munching his food.
While Trunks on the other hand looked at his best friend as if he had just crawled out of a rabbit h….not he did that before….crawled out of the gravity room and died. (Ah much better) Trunks pinched himself to make sure it wasn't a very weird dream that he was having, and sure enough it was real… Trunks started to think to himself how this was possible. 'This is seriously weird…wow I wonder…' He quickly thought of a plan to test if Goten had actually gotten smarter. '…yeah that'll work, that usually works.' He smirked slightly then looked over at his red haired friend, who had pretty much the same look on her face that Trunks did.
Goten looked up slightly feeling danger and pushed away from the now almost cleared table, then turned to look at his friends. He quickly became uneasy at both of them smirking at him. 'Uh oh, why do they look so…so…evil?' As Goten thought he took a nervous step backwards.
Trunks stepped forward and then addressed Goten. "Now Goten I'm going to ask you a very, very, very, very, very…. (And it continues for about 6min.)"
King Vegeta looked at the brat who was saying very too many times, and a vein popped out of his forehead in annoyance. 'That's it, if that brat says very one mor…damn brat this has to stop now.' He thought quickly thinking of a way to stop him from saying the blasted word one more time…soon it became too much to handle for the annoyed king "DAMNIT BRAT!!! SHUT UP WE GET THE POINT ALREADY!!!" Vegeta yelled anger clearly written all over his face.
Trunks looked over at his father-look-alike, shrugged then went back to his question. "Well like I was saying. Goten I'm going to ask you a very important question."
Silence filled the entire ballroom and everybody was listening to hear what this important question was.
"Now Goten, are you ready for the question?" Trunks asked. Goten nodded in reply. "Ok. Goten, what's 2+2?" The entire room sweat dropped, and Goten went into deep concentration.
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Back at Capsule Corp.
Bulma walked down the halls of her large mansion clearly angry, no not angry furious with her son. He had dared to fry a client of the company's just because of his personal problems. 'I bet anything Pan was there.' The middle aged woman thought. 'Whenever she's around Trunks almost everything goes wrong. He probably doesn't even notice he's head over heels for her.' She let a small laugh escape her, but then put on a serious face again. 'Now's not the time to be thinking about grandchildren. Trunks fried a client, this has to be dealt with…Now where is Vegeta when you need him…'
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Vegeta-sei, in a secluded castle room…
"…so that's what we do Goten." A young lavender haired boy finished telling his best friend the plan.
Mini Goten nodded slightly. "Ok Trunks, I get it…when are we gonna eat?" Goten's stomach growled.
Mini Trunks sweat dropped, then laughed nervously. "Let me see if I can get some food without being noticed…" He said then soon left the room to go find uneaten food.
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Goten stood there deep in concentration about this very difficult question he was asked by his best friend. 'What was the answer again?...oh yea Bra told me this like a lot of times…the answer was…the answer was…11…no…wasn't it 5? Yeah that's it, it was 5.' Goten thought then nodded.
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Mini Goten couldn't take it anymore, he was just getting to darn hungry. 'I know Trunks said not to go out, but I cant take it anymore.' He thought then left the room on search of food, just like his friend.
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"The answer is……it's…what was it again…oh yeah. 5." Goten nodded in agreement to himself while the entire room was on the floor (major sweat drop) looking astounded by the stupidity of Goten.
'Oh my Dende. You would have thought that since Bra taught him how to do math he would have learned it, but I guess even when you get tutored with someone you like it gets even more tangled up…they should seriously be dating already, along with Trunks and Pan.' Dace shook her head slightly and noticed a small moving lavender blob, that wasn't her good friend Trunks. 'Like Shakespeare said: To move or not to move, that is the question…or at least I think it was Shakespeare…' She debated with herself for a moment, then decided to follow it. I mean it's not everyday you find a moving lavender blob. Dace started to fallow the moving blob, and surprisingly, nobody noticed she left.
Trunks shook his head. 'Goten will always be…he will always be…well Goten…' Trunks thought then looked at his confused friend who looked like he thought he did something wrong.
For a moment Goten looked utterly confused as to why everybody had looked at him like he was…dumb, but then shrugged it off and turned back to the food table, only to find out the next horrible thing happened to him…
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Mini Goten had done it, he had gotten a whole tray of food without being noticed. I mean, hell, when nobody's looking at you but at something else, how could it be hard?
He set down the food in the middle of the secluded room that he and Trunks were in earlier, then wondered why Trunks wasn't back yet, but then shrugged it off. He waited for a minute, but then his stomach was too much to handle, so he started to dig in.
A few seconds later Mini Trunks came into the room carrying what looked like a chicken and a few bowls of potatoes and rice, ect. and set it down next to the stuff Goten had brought in. Trunks frowned slightly. "I told you to stay here." He sighed and shrugged, "Oh well the more for the both of us." He said, then dug in.
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In the corner shadows of the room…
'So the blob has a friend…'
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About a minute later both mini saiyans had finished eating their fill (well more like the food they had brought) and sat back and relaxed. "So Goten, you remember the plan right?" Mini Trunks asked, hoping that his best friend remembered the majority of it.
Goten nodded. "Yeah kinda, but can we go over it so I can make sure I do it right?"
"Yeah. Well seeming how they haven't been killed yet, I think dad might have them stay here to night. So first we…"
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Dace smirked. This was going to be fun, playing the little game these kids were going to play, then make sure it came right back to them at full force.
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Capsule Corp. kitchen…
Owen leaned back into his chair and patted his stomach, satisfied with his snack (haha snack, yeah food that could probably last me for about 2-3 months).
Bra and Pan looked up from reading to find Owen had finished eating. Bra was about to speak, but Pan spoke up first. "So Owen, ready to go now?"
Owen nodded. "Now where are we going again?"
Pan and Bra looked at each other briefly, then shrugged. "Nowhere important Owen, nowhere important…" Bra said and got up from the table, fallowed by Pan then Owen.
They all went outside into the very large Capsule Corp lawn, and Bra popped the Time Machine #2 capsule.
"Ready?" Bra asked looking over at her two friends. Pan nodded, and Owen looked amazed at how the jelly bean had turned out so big.
Pan hopped into the time machine, Bra moved forward but noticed Owen hadn't moved, so she grabbed him and thru him in fallowed by herself. Bra had taken the pilots seat, Pan had taken a passenger seat and surprisingly Owen had also.
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Somewhere else at capsule…
Bulma was walking down the hall and had just passed a window and looked out enjoying the scenery. Then she stopped and walked back a few steps to make sure she had seen what she thought she had seen. Bulma stood rooted to the spot, a look of horror, shock, worry, anger, and fear all shot through her at once. "No…" She gasped under her breath.
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Last time:
"Oh my Dende…" Dace shook her head in disbelief. "Goten got smarter…"
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Chapter 5: Plans and purple blobs
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Goten tilted his head to the side slightly. "What do you mean Dace?"
Dace shook her head with a shocked look on her face. 'Goten is not that smart. Goten is not that smart.' She kept repeating mentally to herself.
Goten seeing nothing physically wrong with his friends, just went back onto munching his food.
While Trunks on the other hand looked at his best friend as if he had just crawled out of a rabbit h….not he did that before….crawled out of the gravity room and died. (Ah much better) Trunks pinched himself to make sure it wasn't a very weird dream that he was having, and sure enough it was real… Trunks started to think to himself how this was possible. 'This is seriously weird…wow I wonder…' He quickly thought of a plan to test if Goten had actually gotten smarter. '…yeah that'll work, that usually works.' He smirked slightly then looked over at his red haired friend, who had pretty much the same look on her face that Trunks did.
Goten looked up slightly feeling danger and pushed away from the now almost cleared table, then turned to look at his friends. He quickly became uneasy at both of them smirking at him. 'Uh oh, why do they look so…so…evil?' As Goten thought he took a nervous step backwards.
Trunks stepped forward and then addressed Goten. "Now Goten I'm going to ask you a very, very, very, very, very…. (And it continues for about 6min.)"
King Vegeta looked at the brat who was saying very too many times, and a vein popped out of his forehead in annoyance. 'That's it, if that brat says very one mor…damn brat this has to stop now.' He thought quickly thinking of a way to stop him from saying the blasted word one more time…soon it became too much to handle for the annoyed king "DAMNIT BRAT!!! SHUT UP WE GET THE POINT ALREADY!!!" Vegeta yelled anger clearly written all over his face.
Trunks looked over at his father-look-alike, shrugged then went back to his question. "Well like I was saying. Goten I'm going to ask you a very important question."
Silence filled the entire ballroom and everybody was listening to hear what this important question was.
"Now Goten, are you ready for the question?" Trunks asked. Goten nodded in reply. "Ok. Goten, what's 2+2?" The entire room sweat dropped, and Goten went into deep concentration.
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Back at Capsule Corp.
Bulma walked down the halls of her large mansion clearly angry, no not angry furious with her son. He had dared to fry a client of the company's just because of his personal problems. 'I bet anything Pan was there.' The middle aged woman thought. 'Whenever she's around Trunks almost everything goes wrong. He probably doesn't even notice he's head over heels for her.' She let a small laugh escape her, but then put on a serious face again. 'Now's not the time to be thinking about grandchildren. Trunks fried a client, this has to be dealt with…Now where is Vegeta when you need him…'
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Vegeta-sei, in a secluded castle room…
"…so that's what we do Goten." A young lavender haired boy finished telling his best friend the plan.
Mini Goten nodded slightly. "Ok Trunks, I get it…when are we gonna eat?" Goten's stomach growled.
Mini Trunks sweat dropped, then laughed nervously. "Let me see if I can get some food without being noticed…" He said then soon left the room to go find uneaten food.
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Goten stood there deep in concentration about this very difficult question he was asked by his best friend. 'What was the answer again?...oh yea Bra told me this like a lot of times…the answer was…the answer was…11…no…wasn't it 5? Yeah that's it, it was 5.' Goten thought then nodded.
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Mini Goten couldn't take it anymore, he was just getting to darn hungry. 'I know Trunks said not to go out, but I cant take it anymore.' He thought then left the room on search of food, just like his friend.
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"The answer is……it's…what was it again…oh yeah. 5." Goten nodded in agreement to himself while the entire room was on the floor (major sweat drop) looking astounded by the stupidity of Goten.
'Oh my Dende. You would have thought that since Bra taught him how to do math he would have learned it, but I guess even when you get tutored with someone you like it gets even more tangled up…they should seriously be dating already, along with Trunks and Pan.' Dace shook her head slightly and noticed a small moving lavender blob, that wasn't her good friend Trunks. 'Like Shakespeare said: To move or not to move, that is the question…or at least I think it was Shakespeare…' She debated with herself for a moment, then decided to follow it. I mean it's not everyday you find a moving lavender blob. Dace started to fallow the moving blob, and surprisingly, nobody noticed she left.
Trunks shook his head. 'Goten will always be…he will always be…well Goten…' Trunks thought then looked at his confused friend who looked like he thought he did something wrong.
For a moment Goten looked utterly confused as to why everybody had looked at him like he was…dumb, but then shrugged it off and turned back to the food table, only to find out the next horrible thing happened to him…
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Mini Goten had done it, he had gotten a whole tray of food without being noticed. I mean, hell, when nobody's looking at you but at something else, how could it be hard?
He set down the food in the middle of the secluded room that he and Trunks were in earlier, then wondered why Trunks wasn't back yet, but then shrugged it off. He waited for a minute, but then his stomach was too much to handle, so he started to dig in.
A few seconds later Mini Trunks came into the room carrying what looked like a chicken and a few bowls of potatoes and rice, ect. and set it down next to the stuff Goten had brought in. Trunks frowned slightly. "I told you to stay here." He sighed and shrugged, "Oh well the more for the both of us." He said, then dug in.
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In the corner shadows of the room…
'So the blob has a friend…'
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About a minute later both mini saiyans had finished eating their fill (well more like the food they had brought) and sat back and relaxed. "So Goten, you remember the plan right?" Mini Trunks asked, hoping that his best friend remembered the majority of it.
Goten nodded. "Yeah kinda, but can we go over it so I can make sure I do it right?"
"Yeah. Well seeming how they haven't been killed yet, I think dad might have them stay here to night. So first we…"
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Dace smirked. This was going to be fun, playing the little game these kids were going to play, then make sure it came right back to them at full force.
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Capsule Corp. kitchen…
Owen leaned back into his chair and patted his stomach, satisfied with his snack (haha snack, yeah food that could probably last me for about 2-3 months).
Bra and Pan looked up from reading to find Owen had finished eating. Bra was about to speak, but Pan spoke up first. "So Owen, ready to go now?"
Owen nodded. "Now where are we going again?"
Pan and Bra looked at each other briefly, then shrugged. "Nowhere important Owen, nowhere important…" Bra said and got up from the table, fallowed by Pan then Owen.
They all went outside into the very large Capsule Corp lawn, and Bra popped the Time Machine #2 capsule.
"Ready?" Bra asked looking over at her two friends. Pan nodded, and Owen looked amazed at how the jelly bean had turned out so big.
Pan hopped into the time machine, Bra moved forward but noticed Owen hadn't moved, so she grabbed him and thru him in fallowed by herself. Bra had taken the pilots seat, Pan had taken a passenger seat and surprisingly Owen had also.
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Somewhere else at capsule…
Bulma was walking down the hall and had just passed a window and looked out enjoying the scenery. Then she stopped and walked back a few steps to make sure she had seen what she thought she had seen. Bulma stood rooted to the spot, a look of horror, shock, worry, anger, and fear all shot through her at once. "No…" She gasped under her breath.