A/N: Whoa… I didn't realize people were actually waiting for this. No reviews make me think that no one is reading. But I am so very sorry, readers. Gomen nasai. Really. In my defense, however, I was trying to graduate from college.
Also, in the little "free" time that I had, I wrote a couple chapters for a serious fic… It probably sucks, but I like it.
ON WITH IT!!!!
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Part
One: Yes This Really is The SEQUEL
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"Once upon a time there lived in a certain village a little country girl by the name of Trunks, the prettiest creature who was ever seen. Trunks' mother was excessively fond of her; and Trunks' grandmother doted on her still more. This good woman had a little purple riding hood made for her. It suited Trunks so extremely well that everybody called her Little Purple Riding Trunks…"
-- paraphrased from Charles Perrault's "Little Red Riding Hood"
In a forest far, far away in a time not to distant from when everyone was turned into gorillas, two young children frolicked through the tall evergreen trees. For some strange reason, they had been spared from the cruel spell that had transformed the rest of the world into primates. But that's just as well, because who wants to read a story about gorillas anyway?
The children danced and they sang happy songs, as naive children often do. But these weren't two ordinary children. After all, this isn't an ordinary story. Well… they weren't really children either. At the time of the last story they were, but this is a SEQUEL… so time has passed. Seven years, exactly.
Kinda like one year was equal to every week I didn't post. HAHAHA………
Ok, so two 19-year old teenagers were gallivanting through the forest. But, being lazy boys, they found a nice sunny spot and lay down in the short grass. This would be of little interest, except that one of them decided to speak.
"I'm glad you didn't die seven years ago," said the one with black eyes and hair.
His companion's head angled away from the sun. Bright blue eyes were seeking the gaze of his friend, the one who had spoke. But the dark eyes never came away from the sky. The sun was brilliant and shone through an uninhibited sky.
Slightly disappointed, blue-eyes said, "Well I'M glad you stopped making me wear dresses. The rumors at school about you and me were pretty scandalous."
Finally, the dark-eyed boy propped himself up on an elbow and looked at his friend. "Trunks, it's not considered a rumor if it's true!" He laughed. "And speaking of school, do you realize we haven't been to school in seven years?"
"Has it really been that long, Goten?" asked Trunks.
The boy nodded. "Without the distractions of school, we've had plenty of time to concentrate on training. It's amazing how much stronger we are now."
"That's true…" the purple-haired youth trailed off, losing himself to wandering thoughts. He sat up and looked at his strong arms. He made fists with his hands and bemusedly watched the muscles tighten and shift beneath his skin. Trunks looked at Goten and wondered if his friend's arms were perfectly shaped like his.
"You know," said Trunks, "maybe we should try to figure out why everyone on Earth turned into gorillas."
"How do you propose we do that? It's not like there's anyone around to ask."
"I don't know." Trunks was just happy to get his brain away from thoughts about Goten's body. "I was hoping you'd think of something."
"Your mom's the genius. Shouldn't you be smart, too?"
"Nah, I'm more like my Dad," he laughed. "Really stupid."
"Hey, me too!"
"That's totally radical," said an overenthusiastic Trunks.
"Woo hoo! Let's celebrate this revelation by smashing our heads against giant boulders!"
"Awesome! Last one to Boulder Mountain cooks dinner tonight!" And Trunks sped away to an early head start. Goten took off after him, quickly catching up. The teens twirled in the air, giggling and partaking in other pre-adult shenanigan behavior.
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A/N: So how am I going to write myself out of this plot-knot? Uhhhh… I don't know, but I think "plot-knot" is a pretty cool word. Tee hee hee ^___^