1Brat chappie 3: Not In Hell

A/N: Muchos gracias to all my reviewers! Here is the next installment, I hope u like it, seeing as it's being typed at freakin 5:30 in the morning.

Darkness. That was the first impression the Prince of all Saiyans got when he opened his eyes. He couldn't move, and he could feel nothing but the strange sensation of floating in limbo, not quite here nor there. As though from a great distance, he could hear voices.

"C'mon, King Yemma, he doesn't deserve to go down there! I'm begging you, please let him stay!"

Was that Trunks? Vegeta grunted mutely as he tried to see what was going on.

"I don't know Trunks, he doesn't have the best record..." said a deep voice.

It is Trunks!

"Yeah, I know, but surely he's atoned enough! Please, his life was so hard, don't give him a miserable death!" The kid seemed close to tears. The deeper voice sighed.

"You're really stuck on this, huh?"

"Yes!"

"Very well. Vegeta goes to heaven."

Wait... whah?

"Thank you very much, sir, from both of us, cuz he ain't gonna say it!"

Vegeta heard laughter from the deep voice before a whooshing sound filled his ears.Suddenly his body felt solid again, and he could feel grass beneath him as the scenery changed from total darkness to a field with benches and flowers. Oh, and startling blue eyes were alarmingly close to his ebony ones.

"Hey Dad."

"Trunks?" Vegeta asked. He seemed slightly disoriented.

"Yeah." said Trunks. He backed up, seeing that his father was uncomfortable.

"Where...?"

"You're in heaven, Dad."

"What? What happened?"

"Uhh... You died."

Vegeta resisted the urge to smack the brat.

"No kidding.", he said dryly. " I mean what happened to Jax?"

Trunks swallowed nervously.

"Um, he's, uh, alive..."

Vegeta's violent cursing in all of the 34 different languages he knew was muted by a cheery "Hi!" from none other than Goku, who came bouncing over with Piccolo in tow. The aforementioned Namek looked startled.

"What the hell is he doing here?" he asked, indicating the saiyan prince.

Father and son looked at him like he was stupid.

"Uh, he's dead.." Trunks said slowly. He muttered something that souned suspiciously like 'dumbass' under his breath, smiling innocently when the green man glared at him.

"Thank you, Captain Obvious. I mean why is he here?" Piccolo growled.

"Well, he's a good guy." Trunks said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Next, Goku spoke.

"I knew you'd end up here eventually, Vegeta, I always knew you were a great guy!"

Vegeta rolled his eyes. He was already kicking himself for failing, but now this? Oh, what did I do to deserve this... He considered his question. Quite a lot, actually. He reflected.

The prince's thoughts were interrupted by an inhuman rumbling. They all looked at Goku.

"Well, there's the dinner bell!" the earth raised saiyan said cheerfully. The others sweat dropped, but followed the man to the dining hall. Trunks stood where he was looking expectantly at his father. When Vegeta brushed past him without so much as a glance, something flickered in the boys eyes. He followed his father with a sigh, wondering why he even bothered.

A/N: well, that's that! Did you like it?

Trunks: I didn't.

Aw, why?

Trunks: You keep on torturing me!

It's not torture, it's emotional torment!

Trunks:grumble

Forget him, please review! Oh, and just so you know, the whole death thing is my little excuse to ignore the other characters. I'm not lazy, I'm just... oh, wait, I am lazy... oh well. Ja Ne!