"They're really not that fresh, so it doesn't help to go to the toilet." sighed Trunks.


"I admit that you are pretty, but still ..." said Son-Goten and massaged the arm that Kasaki had used.


"I don't suppose we'll go to the movies yet?" Trunks asked, even though he knew the answer.


"Why not, maybe they'll be nice after all!" said the Goths naively.


Trunks raised an eyebrow:


"I beg your pardon?" he asked horrified.


"I was just kidding, get yourself back!" Son-Goten appeased him.


"But we could disappear here after dinner and still go to the cinema. They play a lot of great films!" added Goten thoughtfully.


"Great idea, but let's end this blind date first. I'm getting sore muscles from hooking my arms!"


Son-Goten said yes and he and Trunks made a plan to escape from this date as quickly as possible.When Kasaki and Mija sat down with them again, the boys were pleased, or at least they tried.


"Well, not flushed down the toilet!" Goten tried to joke casually.


"Huh ??" asked Kasaki and Mija in surprise.


In response to that stupid question, Trunks rammed his elbow into Son-Goten's ribs. Who then grinned at the girls, embarrassed, and said:


"I was just kidding, forget it!"


"If you want to drink something else, I feel like having another milkshake!" Trunks suddenly called to distract the girls.


"Yes of course you want one too, so let's go and get the shakes!" Goten interjected whereupon he and Trunks went to the bar and left their meetings with puzzled faces.




"Well, Son-Goten your type is in demand soon!" Trunks hissed sideways at him so that no one could hear.


"Why do I have to do this?" Son-Goten whispered, looking desperate.

"Because you are made for it!" grinned Trunks.


"Idiot ..." hissed Goten back, and when they were back at their table he scowled.


"Sorry but the shakes ran out." reported Trunks.


"Oh ... well it's not that important!" Mija giggled and motioned for him to sit down next to her.


Trunks laughed at her and then looked invitingly at Son-Goten, who then gave him a disgruntled look. Trunks opened his eyes and motioned him to do what he had agreed. Son-Goten sighed imperceptibly. All of a sudden he started cackling like crazy like a chicken pretending to be having some kind of seizure and laughing crazy all the time.


"Oh no, what did he have!" Kasaki shouted worriedly, and all the people in the fast food place turned to Goten who rolled around on the floor, cackling madly.


"I was afraid he was having a seizure!" Trunks explained, pretending to be in a panic.


"What kind of seizure is that, when does it stop?" Mija asked and everyone stared at her.

"Nobody knows exactly where he got it from, as a child he fell on his head or something. It should actually pass quickly, but he needs his medicine and he has it at home, I'll bring it quickly go! " acted Trunks like a savior.


"We want to come with you!" shouted Kasaki and Mija while Goten continued to imitate a seizure.


"No! That uh ... doesn't work! He needs rest afterwards and must not be disturbed by anyone!" log trunks together quickly. He just hoped that the two of them would buy this nonsense from him too.


"Who is this" nobody ", why is only he allowed to disturb Son-Goths ?!" Mija asked worried.


Trunks looked at her and couldn't utter a sound at this question, that was really too much for his nerves.


"So we have to go now!" he said hastily when he had recovered.


He picked up Goten from the ground (who meanwhile "choo-chee" like a locomotive) and ran with him out of the snack bar.When they were out of sight of Mija and Kasaki, Son-Goten stopped his mock seizure and stared angrily at Trunks.


"I hate you for it, just so you know." he said angry and offended.


"At least we're rid of them!" Trunks breathed a sigh of relief. "But really, you are a good actor ..." he added and laughed silly and silly at the thought of how Son-Goten had behaved.


"Can we go to the cinema now, please! A distraction would be good." said Goten.


"Sure, which film do you want to see, a film set in a madhouse ?!" laughed Trunks.


"Damn. If the gentleman calms down again, maybe we could watch a horror movie or something." Said Son-Goten annoyed.


"Is good!" said Trunks seriously. (But less than two minutes later he started snorting again).


And so he and Son-Goten went to the cinema and wasted no more thought on what had happened. And that they would probably be pestered later by Chichi with questions about the date, they also suppressed very well.



"Temporary end" or "To be continued" ...