Chapter 2
" Goten, you're not going to believe this. I've got to spend the day with my dad." Trunks Briefs sighed into the phone, flopping back on his bed in defeat. His dark sapphire eyes stared up at the ceiling, almost wishing he could disapeer into it.
" Your dad? Man Trunks! And I thought having to hang around the house with my mom was bad!" Goten's voice rang out loud in clear through the phone. There was a big of a muffled screaming sound in the background followed by Goten's muffled, " Yeah mom!"
" Spending the day with your mom is bad. At least I know my dad will kill me, your mom will just make you suffer." Trunks smirked before turning back to the problem at hand, " I just hope he doesn't take us on another field trip to the gravity chamber. I still haven't recovered from the last one."
" Well your not missing anything today, Trunks. As soon as prison duty with mom's over, Dad's taking me out to the south face for training. I told him I had a date tonight, but he seems to think fighting is more fun then a date." Goten gave a sigh of defeat, " I'm going to be a bigger nerd then Gohan."
" Is Pan going with you?" Trunks asked quietly sitting up a little on the bed.
" Probably. You know how she is. Why trunks...Oh oh oh!" Goten laughed into the phone, " You like her."
" I do not! Well not in that way. Listen, I've got an idea Goten." An evil smile slowly crossed Trunks face as an idea formulated in his head, " I know how to solve both our problems."
" Oh no, wait a minute Trunks. The last time you got an idea in your head, I got a frying pan on mine." Goten protested into the phone.
" Relax Goten, this will be much better then the last time. I didn't expect Bra to show up with Dad." Trunks grinned, " I'll bring my dad over while your training with yours. You know how the two of them are. As soon as they're together they'll start beating the crap out of each other. Bra can drag Pan off, and you and me, Goten, are free to do whatever we please!" Trunks beamed, mentally patting himself on the back for such a well thought out plan.
However, Trunks could picture Goten tilting his head in skeptical admiration, as well as raising a brow when he replied, " Yeah, and just how are you going to get Vegeta over here? My dad may not see through our plan, but yours will."
" Leave that to me. Just be there."
Goten sighed, " I should just hit myself with the frying pan now"
" TRUNKS! WE ARE LEAVING NOW!" Vegeta's commanding voice seem to fill the entire house. Trunks sighed. Chances are people all the way in South City could hear Vegeta bellow.
" I've got to go, Goten. Just be there." Trunks said quickly before hanging up the phone and shouting back, towards his closed door, " BE THERE IN A MINUTE!"
A moment later there was muttering about being ungrateful and just like his mother. Trunks sighed.
It was going to be a long day.
