Drunk.

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.:Tapes self to big rock awaiting the worst:. Ok... Go ahead... Kill me... {That's all I got to say...}

Chapter Eleven: Stairs

In The Last Chapter

Suddenly he heard a slight noise coming from his son. He turned to look and saw Trunks. He was curled up in the corner of the couch, snoring softly. His mouth was open slightly, and he was shivering.

Vegeta took notice to this, and grabbed the blanket off of the corner of the couch and put it over his son. He watched as Trunks stopped shivering and rubbed his head into the cushions again.

Vegeta started to wonder...

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'What's with me lately.' Vegeta thought to him self while looking at his son. 'I'm never like this. It must be this damn brat.... how does he do that? I mean, he doesn't even do any thing. But...wait....Arg! Now I'm confusing myself!'

Vegeta growled some and got up walking into the bathroom and lifting up his shirt, taking it off. He studied the tattoo, glaring at it like it was Kakarot. {AKA Goku...or the wall...Hehehe} He turned on the hot water and grabbed the soap and a wash cloth. He wet them, and started to scrub the tattoo like there was no tomorrow.

"Damn thing..." He mumbled. He sighed and stopped scrubbing. He glared at it then gave up, collapsing onto his bed turning on the TV, starting to drift to sleep.

Trunks, mean while, was still down stairs on the couch curled up in the blanket his father had put over him. He slowly opened his eyes and yawned.

"Oh man....where am I? Owww....my head hurts...what the fuck happened?" He stumbled off of the couch and plopped onto the ground on his knees holding his head. He blinked a few times, then remember how he had gotten this way.

"Damn it dad..." He groaned and started up the stairs. He tried to stomp to make it known he was mad, but failed and fell a few steps. Embarrassed by his own self, he blushed furiously and continued up the stairs. Holding onto the railing this time.

Trunks stopped in front of his parents room and knocked. When he did not get any answer, he tried again, knocking louder this time. He growled, still not getting an answer.

"Dad! Open the door! I know your in there!!"

Vegeta, of coarse, was in the room. He was sleeping on the bed. The TV still on ESPN. So he could not hear his son's knocks.

"Dad!" Trunks groaned. Then leaned on the door knob, not knowing it was open.

The door slowly opened with Trunks hanging from the handle. He blinked a few times, seeing his father asleep on his bed.

'Well no wonder he didn't answer... He's asleep.' Trunks thought. 'Good thing he didn't wake up though, he probably would've kicked the shit out of me for waking him up. Wait. How come he gets to sleep. I was the one awake all night taking care of him. All he did all night is sleep. Grrrrr.... Ya that's really fair.'

Trunks pouted some then stood up and stalked out of the room, slamming the door. It wasn't until he was about half way down the hall that he realized what he had done. His eyes widened as he turned back towards the door.

He gulped.

Vegeta woke immediately as he heard the door slam to his room. He sat up and looked around. Seeing no one in the room he got up and headed towards he door. He opened it and looked down the hall at his wide eyed son. His eyes suddenly sliding into a glare.

Trunks gulped again and took a few steps back, laughing nervously. Deciding not to take any chances this time he turned and darted down the rest of the hall. He looked behind himself to make sure Vegeta was not following him. But he did it to soon....

He turned back right at the edge of the stairs and tripped. Falling down all 17 steps. A loud thud could be heard, telling the world that he was back form his trip. So it must be Fall.

Vegeta sighed and floated down the steps stopping in front of where his son had fallen.

Trunks sat up and rubbed his head, mumbling.

"Why do stairs hate me today?"

He then saw his father land in front of him. His eyes widened again as he looked up at him, thinking.

'Oh god... Here it comes...'

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Vegeta: That has got to be the worst joke I've ever heard in my life.

Brianna: Hey! .... I already knew that. You don't have to rub it in ya know. .:Pouts:.

Vegeta: .:Rolls His Eyes:. Please. That's the oldest joke in the book. It's not even funny even more.

Brianna: Don't I even get any points for trying?

Vegeta: No.

Brianna: ....

Vegeta: Just do your stupid next time thing, and say 'Laterz' like you always do.

Brianna: Ok, ok. .:Turns away from him and talks to self:. I still think I should of gotten some thing for at least trying....

Ok then. Next chapter you'll all find out what Vegeta over there is gonna do to poor little Trunks. Will he kill him... Or something else. You'll just have to wait to find out. {Hopefully not as long as you've been waiting.} Well until then. BYE!

Brianna: HA! I didn't say 'Laterz' this time.

Vegeta: .:Sarcastically:. Oooh...One time in a row. It's a new record.

Brianna: o.o; .....