1... um... I'm in trouble, aren't I?
Trunks: You bet your ass you are.
(Gulp) DON'T KILL ME!
Trunks: DO IT! DO IT!
Shut up! No seriously, I was at camp for 4 weeks, then my Grampa was in the hospital and... uh...
Trunks: That's it. Doesn't cover the remaining 8 or more months since you've updated.
8 months..?
Trunks: (nods)
Holy shit... that's almost a year... (dazed)
Trunks: And you promised an update by July...
... I'm just gonna type the chapter now...
Trunks: She owns nothing. She doesn't even own a life.
STFU... ok, here we go!
Brat: Chappie 7: Try Again
Vegeta watched his son fly off, bitter tears streaming down the boys face, and collapsed on to the ground, suddenly and inexplicably spent. This wasn't supposed to happen! What had gone wrong? He had been no harsher than his own father would have been, if not less. Hadn't he? It wasn't his fault the boy wasn't giving it his all! Right?
The prince sighed as he heard someone touch down gently behind him.
"Man, Vegeta, what did you do?" Goku asked with some incredulity. He and Piccolo had heard Trunks screaming at his father, and neither had ever heard the kid so pissed.
"Nothing!"
"Then why-"
"I don't know, Kakarot!" Vegeta fumed.
"Alrighty then, how about you tell me exactly what happened."
After the annoyed and confused Saiyan Prince explained the events that had led to his son's rather violent departure, Goku sat shaking his head at the spiky haired man before him.
"Gee, don't you think you were a little too harsh, Vegeta?" Goku asked, not expecting an answer. "He's not you"
"I know that, Kakarot."
"Did you ever stop to think that maybe he is trying? Maybe you're expecting too much? He's had a very different upbringing from yours. And he's not Mirai."
"I know, Kakarot."
"I don't think you do. This Trunks grew up differently from Mirai. They aren't the same person. This Trunks, your son, isn't the tough, serious warrior from the future. He's an 11 year old boy looking for his father's approval. He wants you to be proud of him."
"I am."
"When's the last time you told him that? He wants you to acknowledge his strength before you push him again."
"Grr.. Kakarot, I'm no good at this sentimental rubbish! Can't you..."
"I'm not his father, Vegeta. You are." Goku interrupted, shaking his head. With that, the Earth-raised Saiyan flew off to find something to eat.
"Bah... Useless twit..." Vegeta grumbled, staring after his rival. The prince also took to the air, contemplating how to approach his problem. Ugh... I hate my life... death... afterlife... oh, why do I bother?
Vegeta found his son throwing rocks at trees. Several trees had fallen over from the force. Flying blind, Vegeta approached the boy, ready to try again.
"Trunks?" he began.
"What do you want?"
Sigh. Here goes nothing...
DUN DUN DUUUUNN!!!!!!!!!
Trunks: YOU CAN'T DO THAT!!!!!!!
I just did.
Trunks: THIS SHOULDN'T EVEN BE CALLED A CHAPTER YOU CHEAPSKATE!!!
Ah, blow it out yer ass... sorry, I just have a loooot of obsessions right now...
Too... many... obsessions... WARNING! MAYDAY! SYSTEM OVERLOAD! OVERLOAD! OVER- (fuse blows) ugh... I am now temporarily retarded... I'll update when I'm smart again.
Trunks:... you were smart?
STFU... please review! teehee... I rhymed...
Oh, the quote I pointed out last chap was said by Bender to Fry in... Futurama!
Ja Ne!
