Episode 8 – It's Time
"Fine with me. Any other words Mr. Coco?" asked Lee. "It's Popo and no. Be careful and don't wear yourselves out too much. You can enter and leave as you wish, so you don't have to strive every minute in that room to get stronger," he told them. "I'm here for a complete set of tough training and to kick Mr. Briefs' ass, not for a vacation. Peace!" he said as he walked out of their sight and in the room. He walked straight in without waiting for Trunks, as the door shut behind him. "Bye Mr. Popo and thanks for everything. I don't know how I could pay you back for letting us use the Hyperbolic Time Chamber," he said gratefully. "You shouldn't thank me. You should thank your mother for this grand improvement, she did to the Hyperbolic Time Chamber. Also, this room here is for all fighters out there trying to help out with the world. Good luck, Trunks!" Mr. Popo said happily. "Thanks, but where I'm going I have no time to depend on luck. I have to depend on all my strength and skills to get better and stronger. Goodbye!" he farewelled. He opened the door and entered the room without looking back.
When he walked in, he saw Lee fiercely punching and kicking the air with all his strength "Damn, this room is intense," expressed Lee. He turned around and saw Trunks. "Hey what took you so long? It has been 5 freaking hours for god's sake. I thought you chickened out."
"It's only a couple of minutes in our dimension. And I won't chicken out to the lights of you," said Trunks with a grin. "Yeah, whatever!" he replied. "Also, when I first entered this room, it was so rough. I entered in here with my father. I felt this room burning me up," he remembered.
"No need for your stories. And you probably got burnt, because you're a weakling. I'm going to sleep," he told him. "But I just got here. I'm not sleepy or even tired, yet. I'm so heated up for fighting," whined Trunks. "Stop your pathetic crying, man. (Yawns) Like I told you, it has been 5 hours. I wasn't resting the whole time, you know. I wasted all my energy, just doing basic training. Everything I do in here is difficult. This place is awesome. It's best for you to save your energy, too. I don't want you whining and saying it isn't fair when I defeat you," said Lee. He went to lie down on the bed and in seconds fell asleep. "I'll be the one who is going to win," said Trunks, as he headed to the bed and went to sleep as well.
When Trunks woke up, he saw Lee still sleeping. He looks up at the clock and whispers "I only slept for 4 hours." He looked around and was about to stand up, until he heard his stomach grumble. He scratched the back of his head, smiled, and said "Well it has been a while since I ate." He headed to the refrigerator. "Mom is so cool. She inserted an intercom here to outside, just in case food runs out here. She thought if I go outside, it would waste too much training time, even if it's unlimited time. Like she says "Time is money," but in this case, it's strength. Now let me see what we have here..." he told himself.
He opened the refrigerator and looked inside. He reached in it, and he took out materials for a Super Saiyan size sandwich. While eating it, he saw Lee waking up and heading to the bathroom. Minutes later, he came out all refreshed. "I thought you were very tired. Why did you only sleep for only 4 and a half hour?" asked Trunks. "How could I sleep with your constant jabbering and chewing?" he blamed. "Admit it man, the smell of my delicious sandwich woke you up," he said. "That humongous size of garbage is what you call food. I'll show you how to make decent food, and eat it in front of your face," he said. "I would rather starve to death, before I touch a tiny molecule of the trash you'll cook up," said Trunks.
They continued wrangling, until after their breakfast. They let all the food dissolve in their stomach by doing few stretches. Then they prepared for their soon to be fight. Both men stared with confidence in their eyes. Both men planned only to win and nothing other than that.
"Fine with me. Any other words Mr. Coco?" asked Lee. "It's Popo and no. Be careful and don't wear yourselves out too much. You can enter and leave as you wish, so you don't have to strive every minute in that room to get stronger," he told them. "I'm here for a complete set of tough training and to kick Mr. Briefs' ass, not for a vacation. Peace!" he said as he walked out of their sight and in the room. He walked straight in without waiting for Trunks, as the door shut behind him. "Bye Mr. Popo and thanks for everything. I don't know how I could pay you back for letting us use the Hyperbolic Time Chamber," he said gratefully. "You shouldn't thank me. You should thank your mother for this grand improvement, she did to the Hyperbolic Time Chamber. Also, this room here is for all fighters out there trying to help out with the world. Good luck, Trunks!" Mr. Popo said happily. "Thanks, but where I'm going I have no time to depend on luck. I have to depend on all my strength and skills to get better and stronger. Goodbye!" he farewelled. He opened the door and entered the room without looking back.
When he walked in, he saw Lee fiercely punching and kicking the air with all his strength "Damn, this room is intense," expressed Lee. He turned around and saw Trunks. "Hey what took you so long? It has been 5 freaking hours for god's sake. I thought you chickened out."
"It's only a couple of minutes in our dimension. And I won't chicken out to the lights of you," said Trunks with a grin. "Yeah, whatever!" he replied. "Also, when I first entered this room, it was so rough. I entered in here with my father. I felt this room burning me up," he remembered.
"No need for your stories. And you probably got burnt, because you're a weakling. I'm going to sleep," he told him. "But I just got here. I'm not sleepy or even tired, yet. I'm so heated up for fighting," whined Trunks. "Stop your pathetic crying, man. (Yawns) Like I told you, it has been 5 hours. I wasn't resting the whole time, you know. I wasted all my energy, just doing basic training. Everything I do in here is difficult. This place is awesome. It's best for you to save your energy, too. I don't want you whining and saying it isn't fair when I defeat you," said Lee. He went to lie down on the bed and in seconds fell asleep. "I'll be the one who is going to win," said Trunks, as he headed to the bed and went to sleep as well.
When Trunks woke up, he saw Lee still sleeping. He looks up at the clock and whispers "I only slept for 4 hours." He looked around and was about to stand up, until he heard his stomach grumble. He scratched the back of his head, smiled, and said "Well it has been a while since I ate." He headed to the refrigerator. "Mom is so cool. She inserted an intercom here to outside, just in case food runs out here. She thought if I go outside, it would waste too much training time, even if it's unlimited time. Like she says "Time is money," but in this case, it's strength. Now let me see what we have here..." he told himself.
He opened the refrigerator and looked inside. He reached in it, and he took out materials for a Super Saiyan size sandwich. While eating it, he saw Lee waking up and heading to the bathroom. Minutes later, he came out all refreshed. "I thought you were very tired. Why did you only sleep for only 4 and a half hour?" asked Trunks. "How could I sleep with your constant jabbering and chewing?" he blamed. "Admit it man, the smell of my delicious sandwich woke you up," he said. "That humongous size of garbage is what you call food. I'll show you how to make decent food, and eat it in front of your face," he said. "I would rather starve to death, before I touch a tiny molecule of the trash you'll cook up," said Trunks.
They continued wrangling, until after their breakfast. They let all the food dissolve in their stomach by doing few stretches. Then they prepared for their soon to be fight. Both men stared with confidence in their eyes. Both men planned only to win and nothing other than that.