Wish
Chapter: twenty-six
"Enemy Doors"
Bulma called for her stubborn husband to come to dinner. Emma sat next to Trunks; they looked like two of a kind, gobbling up their food in less than five seconds. Bulma sighed turning from the window. " He can't hear me." She said whipping her forehead. "Gosh it's hot. Must be about 80 degrees." She wet a random rag that was setting on the counter and she put it on her head. Trunks looked up from his plate. "Is father in the Gravity room?" He asked chewing at the chicken that was in his hand. Bulma nodded and sighed again. Emma laughed quietly nibbling on a piece of bread. "Do you know the old saying? If you sigh to much you shrink?" Emma asked pushing her plate to the middle of the table. Bulma turned toward Emma. "No I haven't, isn't that funny. Must be why Vegeta is so short." She laughed setting the rag in the silver sink. Trunks laughed along with her and stood from his seat.
"Father isn't short mother." Trunks laughed taking the plates to the sink. "Oh you know I was joking Trunks." She said taking the plates from him. "For him it might mean sighing raises his attitude." She scrubbed at the plates and sat them aside. "You sure didn't eat much at all today trunks. Are you sick?" She asked turning on the water. Trunks pulled out Emma's chair and helped her up. "I was going to take Emma to see my job mother." He said laughing. She smiled and sighed once again. "Which reminds me, your sister needs you to pick her up at four. She's at that crappy mall, I knew I shouldn't have let her have that credit card." She smacked her hand to her head. Trunks' eyes grew wide. "You gave her a credit card, damn. We are going broke." He laughed and turned toward the door. "Don't worry mother I'll get her at four. I'll see you!" he yelled as he and Emma walked through the door.
Emma's hair blew out of control as she and Trunks flew to Capsule Corp. She sighed at the fact that Trunks had many fan girls at his job. She also thought of how they would hate her for having so much attention, but who cares when you've got Trunks right? They were just pones in her evil scam. She knew exactly how to put them in their place. If they give me a hard time, I'll just return the favor. She thought as the little dancing squirrel in her head cackled evilly. Which reminds me? I wonder if Trunks likes squirrels? She thought randomly pushing her hair out of her face. "Trunks, do you like squirrels?" Emma asked feeling a little foolish. Trunks looked down at her with a confused smile, he gave a laugh and nodded. "That was a random question to ask?" Trunks said laughing. He started to fly lower revealing a large city.
There were billboards on every pole that was available. People ran and walked franticly across the streets living their normal daily lives as Emma once had. Hint the word "Once". Emma laughed grabbing tighter on Trunks' jacket when he suddenly plummeted to the ground. She looked like Brittany Mc'kenny who got in a fight with a hair dryer; of course she'd pay to see that any day. She shoved her hair back in place as he walked her to the entrance of the corporation. The silver sliding doors opened as they entered and millions of smiling happy faces waved hi. Most were flirty girls just as Emma had expected. They were all crowding them at once talking their flirty seductive trash as always. Emma could see that Trunks was annoyed from the beginning. He pushed through them as though they were thorny branches in the way, and to Emma they were thorns in her side. They stared at her as though they were going to eat her. Emma laughed evilly once again and glared at them sending them into a rampage of whispers. She walked by one woman's desk and slyly shoved off her papers sending them flying through the hallway. Emma acted all innocent and clamped to Trunks' arm as they waited for the elevator. This is fun, I should do this more often. Emma thought as she stepped in the elevator with Trunks. I could get used to this.