A/N: After this chapter, I'm kind of...out of ideas, so I think it'll take a while to retake it. Anyway, I'm open for suggestions, critics, cookies xD and ideas...even crazy ones. Remember that ANYTHING can happen here. x)
Disclaimer: the same as the previous chapters. It sucks having to write it in every chapter, but since some companies are very picky about their copyrights...xD
Chapter 5.
The place where Goten & Trunks appeared looked just like the Capsule Corp building they were at, but both of them could tell the difference: the lab was pretty well decorated and it had a notorious good taste on the decoration. One could easily tell it was a woman's work the one done there.
"Wow…this looks a lot better than your mom's lab, Trunks"
"Oh, shut up, man…." – replied the lavender haired boy. Deep inside, he knew his best friend was right.
Suddenly, a man that could only be identified as Yamcha came into the room along a beautiful blue haired woman. Trunks could not believe his eyes: his mom making out with Yamcha? In the blink of an eye, he pushed the red button and disappeared from his friend's side. Goten, seeing amazed the show, didn't notice his friend departure.
"Hey, Goten…how did you get in here? Weren't studying right now?" – asked a perplexed Bulma
"Oh, sorry. It's just that my friend and I…" – he didn't finish his sentence when he realized that his friend wasn't with him at all. In one quick movement, he looked around and pressed the red button on his wrist-watch. The place immediately went all-white and returned to "normality". Trunks was telling his mother what he just saw (minus the Yamcha event) when Goten appeared on the pad.
"Hey aunt Bulma!!! You wouldn't believe what we've just seen!!!" – yelled an excited Goten – "You and Yamcha were making out and your lab was a lot prettier!!!"
Bulma was infuriated. Trunks just hit his head with his hand and knew what was coming: a storm of insults, groundings and a verbal war that could only be ended with a making out between the saiyan prince and the Capsule Corp CEO.
"OUT!!! BOTH OF YOU!!!" – yelled Bulma. Both teenagers ran for their lives out of the lab. None of them wanted to confront the temper that woman had.
Hidden in a corner, watching everything that just happened, Vegeta was ready to engage another verbal fight when he was surprised by the scientist's trademark sexy glare.
"You really think you can get away with this, woman?"
"Of course, Veggie. In this universe, YOU are the one that owns my heart, not Yamcha" – replied Bulma in a very sexy tone.
Vegeta grinned. He knew that. He only wanted to jerk around and piss some patience off her.
"All right, I'll call the rest. This will be fun, as I think from what Goten and Trunks told me. Until now, it seems It's like what would have been of our lives if certain decisions were made or not" – said the woman.
She walked to the intercom and called the rest of the guests, so they could try the machine as well and be sure it was safe.
"Can I step in?" – asked Krillin – "Do you want to come in too, eighteen?"
The android just shrugged and stepped into the pad. Again, Bulma started pushing some buttons to send them to another universe and location. When she was ready, she gave both of them the "return watch". The pad began to glow, and then both of the multiverse travelers disappeared.
The midget and his wife appeared at what could be seen as an ordinary apartment in a city. There was nothing out of the ordinary except for some clothing drying near the main window. The ex monk thought that it maybe was because the place lacked of direct sunlight. Eighteen on the other hand, poked Krillin to pay attention to a very peculiar noise: a computer keyboard noise. Both of them walked to the source of it (just a couple steps away) and saw a tall young man with eyeglasses writing something at his computer. The guy was so immersed in his writing that he didn't notice them. In fact, he couldn't help it: while he was writing, he was listening to Pat Metheny Group's music, so his mind was absolutely out of his planet. It was him, the music and the keyboard.
Suddenly, eighteen's eyes grew wider as she read what was on the computer screen: it was exactly what was going on that precise moment.
"Wow!! I didn't know this would actually work!" – I said as I turned around and greeted both of them.
"Who are you? Why do you know of ourselves? What do you know of ourselves? Answer me!" – demanded the blond cyborg.
"Geesh, eighteen!! Don't be that hard on this guy. He haven't done anything bad…haven't you?" – said Krillin. A shade of doubt was reflected on his body expression.
"Hey guys, I'm just writing about you, that's all. I can't control you, nor tell you what to do next. I'm just an observer who likes to write about your universe. In fact, I'm not the only one. There are many out there on the Internet. You DO know that network…don't you?"
Both of them nodded and relaxed as my explanation continued.
"You may have arrived here by chance, so tell Bulma from me that if she could be so kind to save this location on her computer for further reference…I'm eager to meet her in person and talk about science projects…I have some on my mind…"
"All right, man. You can count on us. By the way, will you keep writing about us?" – asked Krillin.
"Sure! as long as I have time. You know college consumes a lot of your time. Speaking of which…I think you have very little time left to return to your universe. Go out, see around and tell people what it looks like to be in the driest desert in the world".
Krilling dropped his jaw, while eighteen scanned the place and said I was right and that they better get going if they were going to see any of it. I opened the main window and both left for the desert, which was a few miles away from my current location, which is in a city near the sea. Curious geography, to say the least.
Krillin and Eighteen flew for a few minutes, watching a place they could only describe as an alien world: there was no sign of any kind of life whatsoever. Eighteen even used her internal life scanners only to find nothingness. It was truly dry and dead. Suddenly, both of their watches started beeping, announcing there was only thirty seconds left until automatic return. The couple landed and as they set foot on the ground, they disappeared.
Bulma was waiting for them and was very surprised when her childhood friend told her about what he saw. Vegeta, on the other hand, turned around and left with the excuse of getting a soda when in reality, he left because he was blushing furiously at the thought that someone was actually writing about his inner self, something that only his mate knew about.
"Damn those fanfic writers!!!!" – he thought.
Meanwhile, back at CC's lab…
"Ok, then. Who wants to visit the next universe?" – asked Bulma with her trademark grin.