Disclaimer: I invited Akira Toriyama to my house for my Birthday Party, hoping he might give me DBZ as a present, but he never showed up.
Chapter 3: Must be Perrier (A/N: no, I don't own that either.)
Vegeta was staring at Gokus' legs flailing around in the air. Goku had tried to get the last package of Hot-dogs from an open chest freezer when he had fallen in. He had been asking for Vegeta's help for the last couple of minute. Vegeta wasn't going to help him, this was just too damn entertaining. Eventually Goku gave up and levitated out of the freezer. He turned around with an embarrassed look on his face to throw the hot-dogs into the shopping cart, his embarrassment evaporated quickly and he gave all the onlookers his famous Son grin. Then he stopped grinning when a thought hit him harder then Broly, and he turned to look at Vegeta. "Why didn't you help?" Goku asked Vegeta in a hurt tone.
Vegeta just stared at him, and lied "Because, it was good training for you, you got out eventually." Vegeta clapped Goku on the back and smiled at him stupidly. Naturally Goku believed him and he turned away to look for more food. Vegeta just replaced his smile with his always present scowl and rolled his eyes.
The two socially challenged warriors continued on to another portion of the store in search of bread. Vegeta could tell that this shopping trip could end one of two ways. Either he was going to be embarrassed, or he was going to be very embarrassed.
-- Capsule Corp. --
The blue haired scientist sat in her lab engrossed in writing down her finding on the samples of saiyan DNA that she had stolen. 'Way to go Bulma,' she thought, giving herself a mental pat on the back, 'You stole this DNA right from under Vegetas' nose, his very sexy and handsome nose... No, Bulma, not now, keep your mind on your work.' Bulma gave herself a mental cold shower and continued looking at her findings. 'That's funny,' She thought, "Vegeta and Goku share some similar DNA patterns, I wonder if their related some how, or maybe all full blooded saiyans have similar DNA, they do all have black hair and eyes. I'll have to ask Vegeta about that some time, maybe they're cousins, that would be cool, not that Vegeta would be to happy about that. I should probably wait till he's in a good mood to spring that one on him.'
Bulma just finished documenting her findings and dating her paper as May 12, when she heard Gohan calling her name. She was about to respond when she heard a familiar voice call out,
"MOOOOOOOOOM,"
'Could that be,' Bulma thought to herself and didn't even bother to finish her thought.
Bulma didn't even close her note book, She dropped her pen and rushed out of her lab as fast as she could, while still pacing herself. It was a very large house, and Bulma didn't want to get winded. After a few minutes of looking through various rooms she managed to located the source of the noise. She arrived in the living room to find three people standing looking around at the decor. Bulma just stood there like a statue, a statue wearing a lab coat, but a statue none the less.
"Hiya," Mirai Trunks said trying to break the awkward silence. It worked, The living room unfroze and everyone took the chance to say their greetings.
"Hi," Mirai Bulma said. 'It's nice to see that I haven't let myself go in this time line, just look at that trim figure.' Bulma decided to keep her thoughts to herself for now.
"Hello Mrs. Bulma," Mirai Gohan politely added while waving at her with an arm that had previously been amputated. Gohan liked that, ever since he had gotten his arm back, he couldn't help but use it more.
Looking at the three time travelers Bulma decided that it was about time to start talking. "Hello Trunks, It's good to see you again. Hello Gohan, and hello," Bulma paused as if she was deep in thought while looking at her future self. then she brightened up and stated, "So, I guess we should just call each other Bulma."
"That should be fine." M. Bulma said and then chuckled. Everyone in the room realized that this might just get a bit confusing.
"So," Bulma stated, while going over to give Trunks a hug, "what brings you here?"
Trunks looked down at Bulma, "We'll get to that later, is dad around?" Trunks said while looking around the room, as if Vegeta would just jump out of no where.
"Your father is with Goku, picking up some groceries." Bulma stated, then suddenly her face fell, "Oh dear Dende, what have I done?"
-- Super Club --
Goku and Vegeta were currently picking out their eggs, which was taking a while because they had to be careful not to use too much power and break them. They also had to check each carton to make sure there were no broken eggs inside to begin with.
"You'll never take me alive."
Goku turned to Vegeta, "Did you say something?" He asked, but continued turning when he say that Vegeta wasn't looking at him. The two saiyans stared across the store as a barrage of tennis balls came flying from the corner of the store. Two store employees, one with dark, the other with light hair, both trying to reach a young kid that was the apparent cause of the problem.
"Stupid weak humans, how can they not dodge those, their moving slower then Yamucha." Vegeta grumbled before he retuned to the task of trying to find enough unbroken eggs to feed the red ribbon army, or some saiyans. Same difference. Vegeta decided that he didn't want to be near Goku at the moment after he noticed the tall saiyan juggling three eggs. A short time later, Goku and Vegeta were both covered in egg and Goku was hiding behind a palette of...
"Ahhhhhh, NEEDLES" Goku yelled and Ran across the store at near the speed of light.
'hmmm.' Vegeta pondered, 'So he's afraid of sewing needles to. I will have to remember that.'
Luckily for Vegetas' sanity, which was inversly linked with Gokus physical well being, the eggs were the last item they needed and the pair headed off in the direction of the checkout lines, once Vegeta had found the AWOL saiyan. After Vegeta had paid for the food and it had been capsulated for ease of carrying, and for the fact that that much food would never fit into Vegetas' two seater car. As the two exited their check out line they nearly ran into a seven and a half foot tall green man wearing drapery, or a cape, it depends on how you look at it. He was pushing a shopping cart entirely full of bottled water.
"Hey Piccolo," Goku chirped, "How are you?"
"I'm doing fine," Piccolo said in his deep raspy voice. "What are you two doing here? Didn't you get banned from the store."
"That was only temporary. The store doesn't want to pass up on selling the amount of food we buy." Vegeta tossed in while Piccolo was busy capsulating his water. The three aliens continued out of the store and towards their vehicles, Piccolo had purchased himself the fastest motorcycle he could create out of thin air.
They found that Piccolo had parked his Motorcycle just a couple spots down from Vegetas' car.
Goku looked over at his companion and turned on his puppy dog eyes. "Hey Vegeta, can I drive back?" Goku asked Vegeta.
"no." Vegeta responded
"Come on Vegeta." Gokus' bottom lip began quivering.
"No." Vegeta hardened his resolve and scowled deeper.
"Please?" Goku was now fully pouting.
"NO" Vegeta decided that yelling would help the situation.
The conversation continued on for a couple minutes with Vegetas' voice kept getting louder and Gokus' voice kept getting more whiny and pleading. Eventually seeing that Goku wasn't going to back down, Vegeta finally gave in to the younger saiyan. 'How could he possibly be that dense, we could have been home by now.' Vegeta thought as he handed the keys to his peasant.
"Yay, hey Piccolo, Race you back to Capsule Corp." Goku yelled over to the green man, and a very Vegeta like smirk replaced the pouting puppy dog face instantly.
"Your on!" Piccolo said with a grin on his face. Vegeta may not have been present when Goku had gone to get his drivers license, but Piccolo had been there. 'This could get messy.' Piccolo thought, the namek would bet his pointy green ears that Vegetas' car was never going to be the same. Besides, ever if he lost, he could always grow them back.
The two aliens raced back to Capsule Corp. as fast as their respective vehicles could go. Piccolo had to admit, Vegetas' car was very fast, if he hadn't been on a motorcycle, or if Vegeta had been driving, Piccolo was sure he would have lost. As it was Piccolo was weaving in and out of traffic, in one case, he had to jump clean over a hatchback. Goku on the other hand was hitting more cars than he was avoiding.
Just three blocks from the finish line Goku got caught up at a traffic jam that had been caused by Piccolo cutting off a semi and causing it to jack knife. Before Goku could get out of the mess, he was pulled over by a police cruiser, and promptly had his drivers license revoked. Vegeta had contemplated blowing up the police officer, but decided that watching Kakarottt squirm was more fun. The two pedestrians decided to leave the wreck of a car sitting in the street and they flew the rest of the way to Capsule Corp.
"Man, Chi Chi's Going to kill me when she finds out I lost my license." Goku pouted to Vegeta as they walked out of the hallway and into the living room. They stopped dead in their tracks when they saw Piccolo sitting on the couch talking with Gohan. That in it's self wasn't odd, but this Gohan had to be several years older than the one they knew, not to mention that Gohan should be at work right now.
"I was just lucky to get both my arms back with the wish, not just one." Gohan finished his sentence before turning to greet the two surprised saiyans and got up to go hug his past father. "Hi Dad, it's great to see you. Hello Mr. Vegeta."
"What happened Gohan," Goku began, "Did you get trapped in the Hyperbolic time chamber for a week, why do you look so much older?"
"Everything will be explained once the others get here." Piccolo cut in when it looked like Gohan was about to launch into a long winded explanation.
The two saiyans in the doorway shrugged their shoulders in unison and then headed into the kitchen to unpack the groceries. Piccolo and Gohan followed, after deciding to help with the food themselves.
After unloading the Food, the four aliens moved back into the living room at about the same time as Bulma, M. Bulma, and M. Trunks entered from the other end of the room. Goku and Vegeta both stopped in the doorway the same as before.
"Someone better start talking." Vegeta finally spoke sounding somewhere between amused and perplexed.
M. Trunks spoke up first, "Hello Father, Goku, Piccolo. Why don't we sit down to explain, not that it should take too long." Trunks nodded to each of the warriors in turn as he greeted them. Everyone decided that sitting down was a good idea and they all grabbed an open seat, except Piccolo, who decided that standing in a corner was more along his style.
"What are you doing here?" Goku asked once everyone was comfortable. "Are there more Enemies coming?"
"No, nothing like that, we just came to visit everyone." Trunks replied. "I promised that I would, and we decided to come on the tenth year anniversary of the arrival of the androids."
"Oh," Goku thought about it for a second. "That's right, it's May Twelfth. Has it really been ten years?"
"Goku, I thought that you weren't going to come back to life, did you change your mind or something?" Trunks voiced his thought while looking at the spiky haired man. "Oh well that's a long story" Goku began. "It all started when Chi Chi decided to send Gohan to school..."
Goku did his best to fill in the three time travelers on what had happened during the World martial arts tournament up until Buu was defeated, Vegeta, Bulma, and Piccolo stepping in to fill in certain details. Once they had finished, Trunks decided that he needed to relieve his bladder. "Excuse me, I'm just going to the washroom, You guys haven't moved them have you?"
"No, their still in in the same place Trunks." Bulma said chuckling along with her older self. Trunks got up and exited the room and walked away down the hall.
"Did you have to enlarge the time machine?" Vegeta began, while looking at M. Bulma, "If I remember, it was far too small to fit three people inside."
M. Bulma stared at Vegeta for a second as if trying to re-memorize his face before she responded. "Yes, we made it large enough for four people, if someone else wanted to come with us, or incase Trunks or Gohan had found anyone to bring along." M. Bulma said this last part with a look on her face that clearly stated that she was lost in thoughts of grandchildren, and present Bulma soon joined her. After a couple seconds of everyone else in the room sweat dropping, Gohan loudly cleared his throat to derail the two Bulmas' trains of thought and bring them back to reality. "The two o'clock train to fantasy land has to make an emergency stop in reality for a little while." Gohan said playfully to the two look alikes.
M. Bulma looked around sheepishly. "Anyway, I also tried to make the time machine into a convertible. Unfortunately when we sent it on a test run, only half the monkey came back. We decided to put an end to that quickly."
Present Bulmas' head shot up with a look of understanding on it. "That might explain the top half of a monkey I found in my lab last year."
M. Bulma jumped with a look of surprise on her face. "That can't be right, we only sent the time machine forward twenty seconds in time. How would it have gotten to your lab?"
"Actually, That monkey was my fault." Goku butted in before the Bulmas could continue. "I was training in the jungle when I accidentally blew the bottom half of a monkey off. I brought it here thinking that you might have been able to help it, But it died before I could find you." Goku looked like he could burst out crying at any second after retelling his story. "I left it in your lab and I guess I forgot about it until now. You see, I was really hungry and your mom just finished making lunch..." Goku continued to babble on about the lunch while everyone else sweat dropped and exchanged looks that clearly said 'How could anyone forget about half a dead monkey just for some food?'.
Suddenly everyone turned to look at the door way as the sound of M. Trunks yelling reverberated through the room. "Aaaagh, What is this thing?" Bulma burst out laughing and Goku joined in, the monkey incident completely forgotten, when M. Trunks came limping into the room with a small blue haired snot nosed brat firmly latched onto his leg. Little Bra was yelling about how either she was shrinking or 'Tunks' was growing, or an odd combination of the two. When she caught site of all the other people in the room, she decided that 'Tunks' was growing and it was nothing to be worried about.
Bulma nearly rolled off the couch laughing. In-between laughs she managed to introduce the newest edition to the family. "Trunks, I'd like you to meet Bra. Your Sister."
While M. Bulma let out a squeal and jumped across the room the to examine the young girl, Piccolo voiced a question of his own to M. Gohan. "How long are you planning on staying?"
"Just a couple of days." M. Gohan answered his mentor, While he got up to go see the young saiyan girl who M. Bulma had just managed to pull off M. Trunks' leg. This was easier said then done, a saiyan, even one that hasn't reached their second birthday, can hold onto something pretty hard.
Bulma looked at the time travelers, "We're hosting a barbecue on Saturday, why don't you guys stay till then, it would give you a good chance to say 'hi' to everyone." Bulma said, "It was only supposed to be a lunch get together, but I guess I could call everyone up and change it into a full day ordeal."
"Okay, that sounds like fun." M. Bulma said, "I can help you call everyone."
The two Bulmas left the room to begin making preparations for the BBQ. Everyone could hear them walking down the hall chatting to each other loudly, mostly about Bra and grandchildren, looks like the train had left reality again.
After the two blue haired scientists had left Goten and Trunks walked around the corner to see who had the nerve to make so much noise and disrupt their video game session. The Dynamic Duo stopped in their tracks. "Wow Trunks, You've gotten bigger." Goten began.
"What are you talking about Goten," Trunks began and then he looked at the center of the room. "Wow, your right, I did get bigger." The terrible two stood in the door way for a couple seconds before running into the room to demand that everyone bring them up to speed with what was going on.
Brenman: So far so good?