A/N: Gasp! *Says it. Doesn't gasp* People really like my story! Thank you all again who reviewed for both chapters and others who just reviewed. Hope you enjoy the next chapter! ^_^
Chapter 3.
The Plan
"A little plastic army man?" Goten looked at his prize. "This is what I got worked up about?"
"Looks cool to me." Goku looked at it.
Goten was at a lose for words. He really wouldn't have picked this cereal if he knew what the prize was. Maybe he could give it to Trunks. While he was thinking about what to do with it, he didn't hear Goku asking to see it.
"Goten?" He asked. "Earth to Goten. Can I see it?"
"Huh? Oh sure."
"Thanks."
"I'm sorry you didn't like your surprise." Chichi patted Goten's back. "You see, they usually give out things like spinning tops, or stickers, or some thing like that."
"And little plastic army men?" He asked.
"Um..." She had never heard of plastic army men in cereal before. But she guessed it was possible. "Yeah."
Goten seemed to be cheered up a bit. Maybe Trunks would think it was cool when he came over later. Goku sure seemed to like it. In fact, he couldn't stop playing with it.
"Is Dad ok?" Goten asked.
"I'm not sure." Chichi shook her head and walked by Goku.
"MY TOY!" Goku held onto it as if it was taken away, his life would end and he would die.
"What's with Dad?" Gohan watched him play with the army man.
"I dunno." Goten shrugged. "He wanted to see my army man and then he couldn't stop playing with it!"
"Goku, it's time to eat." Chichi called from the table.
"Food!" He dropped the toy, ran to the table, and began to stuff his mouth full of food.
"Dad seems ok now." Gohan sat down at the table and began to eat.
"Hmmm..." Goten looked at the plastic army man lying on the floor. Something was really weird about it. Maybe he was imagining things.
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"And so your Dad couldn't stop playing with it?" Trunks asked his friend. They were outside and away from any one who would try to say that they were crazy.
Goten nodded. "I don't know what's up with that thing! All Dad did was hold it, and then he couldn't stop playing with it until Mom said it was time to eat!"
Trunks could see it worried his friend, but this was stupid. What was the little army man trying to do? Take over the world? It didn't make sense.
"Maybe my Mom could look it over for anything that looks suspicious." Trunks leaned close to Goten, as if some one might be spying on them. "If there is, then all we'd have to do is throw it away."
"Trunks, I held it too," Goten whined. "Nothin' happened to me!"
"Well, maybe it's just your Dad," He said. "My Dad says your Dad's never had a brain."
Goten looked insulted. Nobody had ever said that about Goku. Then again, they probably wouldn't say that to him.
"Why don't we have an experiment?" Trunks suggested. "We'll put it out in the open for some one else to play with."
"What if it's my Dad again?" Goten asked.
"We'll keep your Dad busy while Gohan, or some one, picks it up!" He smiled proudly at his plan.
Goten thought it over. The plan seemed flawless. It wouldn't hurt to give it a try, would it?
"Ok." He said. "But we have to let one of your parents do it after mine."
Trunks hadn't expected his friend to say that, but it would be fair, he guessed.
"All right." He agreed. "We'll do it. But if my parents pick it up and don't play with it, then you've been imagining things."
"Ok!" Goten nodded happily.
A/N: Yay! Another chapter done! Will Trunks' and Goten's plan work? What if it doesn't go as they expected? Why am I asking you?! Well, I don't know why I'm asking you, but if you want to know how the plan works out, stick around!
