Oinkie the Pig

Chapter One

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"Hey, Trunks!" Bulma called from one of the bathrooms upstairs. She looked in the mirror and spotted a lop side in her bright azure hair.

"Yea?" came the voice of her son.

"Are you ready?" she asked, combing the un-leveled part in her hair.

Trunks rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. "I've been ready since, like forever."

Bulma looked over at Trunks, scanning him head to toe to make sure he didn't mess up his dressing, like he usually did when it came to going out somewhere. She sat the brush down on the counter and smiled when she saw he was perfectly dressed, and walked passed him to the stairs.

"So, what pet did you want to buy? I hope it's not something big…"

"I don't know yet mom, I haven't even seen any of them yet."

"Well you're lucky that I'm even buying one for you. ChiChi won't even let Goten bring a bug into the their house." Bulma laughed at her own comment, and slipped on her boots. She looked back at Trunks who already had his shoes on, and then stepped outside. Both hopped into the car, looking back at the house.

"What about dad?" Trunks asked, watching the gravity room doors to make sure they wouldn't open.

"He's still training. If he wants food, he'll have to make it himself!" Bulma sped off to the pet store, not caring about anyone who gave her looks in other cars.

The two made it to the store safely, without crashing into anyone, or getting into any nonsense. Of course, you'd think it would be Trunks acting this way, but Bulma had her days.

"Wow! I didn't realize this place was so big!" Trunks ran up to the doors and looked up at the size of the shop. There was a big red sign that read 'Pet Co'. "Hmm, I wonder if they have any fun animals."

"Wait for me, Trunks!"

But Trunks didn't hear his mother, and stepped inside the shop, his eyes widened with amazement at all of the people and animals scrambling through the store. He looked at one person who stood at the side of him, handing out broachers.

"Hello, sir. Welcome to Pet Co! Where the pets go! Here, take this pet broacher." Trunks took it with suspicion

"Hey, are you pulling some prank on me?"

"No…" the guy slightly smiled and stepped back when Trunks read the piece of paper.

It read, 'Beautiful Babes - Heaven is Here'. It had tons of pictures of girls with bathing suits on, all running happily on the beach.

"Hey! This isn't any pet thing! This is-"

"Trunks! What are you reading!" Bulma screeched, snatching the paper from him.

"It wasn't me!" Trunks ducked and put his hands over his head.

The 'broacher guy' grinned and took off in an instant, with all the other broachers flying out of his pockets.

"This is why I tell you not to talk with strangers, Trunks." Bulma ripped the broacher and threw it into a trash can near by. She took Trunks's hand and walked off to the main desk. She leaned over the top of the desk and put a dull face on.

"Excuse me sir, but do you know there is some man handing out these 'pet' brochures by the door!" she firmly handed the guy at the desk the paper and put her hands on her hips.

The guy looked it over and frowned. "That man never leaves. We've had the police come and remove him, but he keeps coming back. We're sorry, Miss."

Bulma nodded her head briskly and let go of Trunks's hand. She followed her son as he made his way towards the first section; dogs. He looked at all of the puppies and dogs, but didn't find any interest in them.

Then he went to the cats section.

"Eh, no cats, Trunks. We've already got one that looks like a physco maniac with those big white eyes."

"I don't want one anyways." the little demi-Saiyan went to the next section; birds. "Ooo, I like those." he spotted a pair of brightly colored parrots and tried sticking his hand in the cage, but one of the parrots snapped at him.

"Trunks! Don't stick your hand in there!"

"Mom, it's not like they're gonna- OW! Ow, ow, ow, ow!" the parrot bit at his finger, leaving a red mark across his whole hand.

"I told you… now hurry up and pick something small." Bulma said, urging her son on.

The next section was small critters. It had rabbits, hamsters, mice and guinea pigs. Trunks looked up and down at all of the little furry things, and decided that none of them were worth while. So he looked around for any more parts, and found the fish section. He ran over to the stacks of tanks filled with colorful fish and pressed his face against the window.

"Aren't fish pretty?" Bulma said.

"No."

"Well that's all that they have here Trunks, and this is the only place we're going."

Trunks sighed, "Then I'm done. I don't need a pet anyways…"

"Then let's go home."

The two walked out of Pet Co, and drove back to Capsule Corp. Along the way there, Trunks spotted a sign by a farm that said, 'Pig 4 Sale'.

"Mom! Stop!"

Bulma slammed on the brakes and skidded across the road. She fell forward and hit her head on the wheel. "Trunks! Don't yell like that again!"

"Mom, look! A pig for sale!" he pointed to the sign and stood out of his seat.

"We're not getting a pig! What are you!? Crazy?"

"I guess so." Trunks hopped out of the car, and ran over to a little pen on the side of the farm where the pig was rolling around in mud. He leaned over the fence and watched the pink thing roll all over the place. "Eww…"

Bulma parked in the drive way and stomped over to her son. "Trunks, we're not getting a pig!"

"Please!"

"No!"

"Please!!"

"No!!"

"Pretty please!?" the little demi Saiyan gave her the best puppy eyed face he could, and smiled when he succeeded.

"Fine. But you promise not to tell your father?"

Trunks nodded his head and grinned. "I promise!"

"Ok, now where's the guy who's selling it?" Bulma looked around and spotted a girl in the field picking out corn. "Excuse me!" she yelled.

The girl looked up and smiled she ran over to Bulma and Trunks and greeted them with a southern accent. "Hello, ma'am. Interested in my pig?"

"I guess so. My son wants one. How much is it?"

"Not much, we just want to get rid of her for 10 zeni."

"That's cheap!" Bulma dug in her black carry bag and pulled out enough money to buy the pig.

"Thank you ma'am! You can go ahead and take her, I've got work to do." the girl waved and went back to picking corn from the stalks.

"Ok Trunks, get her in the car."

Trunks stepped over the fence, and went to pick the little pig up, but failed. She ran away to the other end and snorted.

"Hey!" he followed her, and tried again. This time, he got her up, but she squirmed in his arms and squealed. "Stop!"

Trunks opened the car door and sat down, still holding onto the pig tightly. He buckled himself up with one hand and looked over at his mom.

"You wanted it!" Bulma drove off, and though how things were going to be with a pig.

"I know! What should I name her?" Trunks smiled and looked over the pig.

"What do you name a pig?"

"I don't know… how about Oinkie?"

"Oinkie? Strange… Oinkie it is!"

"Oinkie!" Trunks grinned and hugged the Oinkie. It was sure to be one heck of a time with a pig…

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My second fic and first chapter! How'd you like it? R&R or else no continuation!!!