Drunk.

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You all can thank Chaotic Bystander for getting me to get this chapter up. That review just made me sit my ass down and write! LOL ^_^ So here you go. This one is for you!!

Chapter Four:

**In The Last Chapter**

"Well I think it's mighty fine of you to get one of you son."

"Yeah, the kid's something else."

"He looks it." He said laughing. "Hey, how 'bout I put his name underneath?"

"Sure! I love that little guy." Vegeta said very drunken like.

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"Grrrrrrrr... ARRRRG!!!!!" Vegeta growled and stared at his arm some more. "What am I supposed to do now, hun?"

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Trunks stuck his out of his room. He looked both ways down the long hallway, to make sure no one was around. Especially his father. He ran down the hallway, down the stairs, and into the kitchen.

'Oh man.' Trunks thought looking at the pile of 'Kakarot' on the floor. 'I guess I should clean this up.' And with that he dragged over the trash can, and started to pick the remains of the wall.

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"Grrrrrrr... " Vegeta continued to growl. "Well, I can't very well get rid of it. It'll leave a mark. Arg! Well, maybe no one will notice." He looked at his shoulder and scoffed. "Yeah right. Ha! What am I supposed to tell the woman? Grrrrrrr... What ever. I'll deal with it later." And with that he jumped into the shower and got on some training clothes. He wandered down the stairs and into the kitchen. He still didn't feel to good from the night before, but knew he had to get something in him so he could train. He stopped at the bottom of the stairs, though. He stared at his son.

"Huh..." Trunks sighed. "There, that should about do it."

(Just to warn you all, Vegeta's gonna get a little OOC here in a sec. But it's kinda necessary for the story. ^_^)

Vegeta continued to stare at his son, who had still not noticed him. He was looking very closely at him. Almost like he had never seen him before. And, in a way, he hadn't. He had never really noticed how much Trunks looked like him. Well, besides his eyes and hair, he was basically a little version of himself. Right down to the looks he gave people and his temper at times. Vegeta suddenly walked over to Trunks and grabbed him around the waist and carried him over to the table and set him down. (Think when Trunks and Goten were being carried away from Vegeta when he was about to blow himself up.)

Trunks just stared at him while he went over to the cabinet and got out two bowls and a few boxes of cereal. He set it on the table and went to the fridge and got out the milk.

As he was going for the milk Trunks asked. "Dad.... What are you doing?"

No answer.

"Dad?"

Still no answer. He now came over and poured a big helping of cereal into both of their bowls.

"Dad... Did I do some thing wrong?"

He still did not answer, he just sat down and started to eat his cereal.

"Dad. Your scaring me."

This time Vegeta still did not answer, but instead got a deathly look that said 'Shut-it' with out having to say a word. Trunks quickly agreed. He sat in silence, eating his breakfast.

'Some times he scares me.' Trunks thought.

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Sorry guys. I know this chapter was short. But I had a lot of home work tonight. But I still had a little time to get this up. So... Ya. Just remember to review!! LATERZ!!
~Princessdbztrunks^_^