(sorry because of the many errors but my R program is putt ^^ ``)




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" How did this happen?" asked his father, studying the wound.


"That happened when fighting with Goten, but it doesn't hurt anymore." replied Trunks and picked it up again.


"Well then, I'm going to train some more. See you later."


With these words he left the nursery.


Again Trunks had no words and he just looked after his father helplessly.




It was now 8.30 p.m.


Trunks just left the shower stall to make room for Vegeta.


He examined his body very carefully, and also the many scars.


They all came from fighting.


Then Trunks looked at his wound and seemed a little proud of it too.


Bulma was just about to spread some ointment on her and was drying off trunks.


"So ready ^^. Come on, my sparrow, now I'll bring you to bed." she said, took Trunks by the hand and went with him to his room.



Once there, she put him on the bed and covered him: "So, ...... now dream something nice ^^."


" You mother...?" asked Trunks.


" Yeah what's up?"


"Do you like papa? ....."


Bulma smiled and kissed Trunks on the forehead: "Of course I like him. Otherwise you wouldn't be born now."


Trunks tilted his head because he didn't know exactly what his mother meant by that.


"Sleep well ..." she said goodbye, left the door ajar and went into her bedroom.


Trunks thought for a long time about the {otherwise you wouldn't be there} thing and soon fell asleep.




It was just midnight, there was a huge crash outside and a bright flash of lightning lit the children's room. == KRACHHHH ==


Trunks startled and crawled under his covers.


A thunderstorm. == KRRAACHH ==


The thunder got louder ......


"* sniff * ... this should stop ..... * sniff * ..... I'm scared!" Trunks whined under his covers, jumped up and ran into his parents' bedroom. == KRACHH ==

However, they slept soundly.


Trunks was desperate and trembling with fear.


He ran to the end of the bed and crawled from there under the covers to his parents' center.


Immediately he snuggled up to his mother and pleaded: "Do ... do that that stops ... * gulp * ....."


But she slept in peace and quiet, turned around and snatched the covers from Trunks.


(all of this, of course, subconsciously ^^ * g *)


Trunks was close to tears and now sought protection from his father.


Carefully he plucked a piece of blanket free from him and crawled under it. == ZOOM ==


Another bright flash lit the room.


Out of fear he clung to Vegeta's arm and threatened to pinch off his blood.


The latter, however, did not notice anything, but began to snore loudly in his throat. (^^ * lol *)






The next morning at around 5 a.m.


Vegeta opened his eyes and was about to turn to his mate.


But instead of looking into her sweet smile, he saw the little Trunks sleeping next to him with his mouth open.

And already his mood was at its lowest. (- - '')


He straightened up and tried to get Trunks off his arm.


But that wasn't that easy (* g * you know the baby grip reflex right?), Because it just didn't want to let go.


Now Vegeta was forced to use some force.


But before he could give Trunks a slap, he remembered that the whining was big again, the little one would wake up Bulma, and then she would take out her lousy mood on Vegeta. So he just let it go.


So a little bit irritated he mashed together with drinks on his arm into the bathroom and set the shower to ice cold.


Then he grabbed his arm, where Trunks was still asleep clinging to the streak of water.


"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH !!!!!!"


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Trunks shouting was to the chagrin of Vegeta's all over the C.C. to listen.


And it doesn't take long until Bulma stormed into the bathroom, totally exasperated


(somehow she has a lot more similarities with Chichi * lol * ... ^^ '')


"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING WITH HIM ??? !!!" she screamed, shoved Vegeta slightly aside and stormed to the Duchkabiene, where a soaking wet Trunks in his pajamas howled its eyes.


Vegeta was gripped by anger.


So he didn't let himself jump around, stalked angrily out of the bathroom and slammed the door angrily behind him, which, however, immediately fell off its hinges.


Bulma tried to calm Trunks, who was still a little bit shocked and was gulping.


"Nana, ...... calm down. Everything's fine. Just a little water." she said, taking a large towel and wrapping Trunks in it.


Meanwhile, Mr. and Mrs. letters were also in the door frame and looked a bit sleepy at their daughter, who was busy drying her son.





Later that afternoon around 2pm, the atmosphere between Bulma and Vegeta was still tense.


They both went out of their way as best they could, and each minded his or her own business.


Trunks had calmed down again and it was clear to him that this bad mood was due to him.


Shy he went to the G-room, hoping that his father hadn't forgotten the promise.


But when he got there he was roughly pushed aside.


"Get off the AKKA (<- how do you spell that? - - '')! A CRYL like YOU ... you can't train! Vegeta snorted at him and closed the door behind him.


Trunks was shocked ...........


"W- why ........., why doesn't he like me? ... * sniff *, ...... * Schluchtz * .... II-I haven't done anything bad. . * sniff * ....... "he sobbed and slowly walked towards the front door.


He went outside into the garden ... a tear rolled down his cheek ........

Slowly he got ready to jump and he rose into the air ...






Sequel follows .....