Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Dude Looks Like A Lady ❯ Chapter Fourty-Five ( Chapter 45 )

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Innocence is Futile
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Dude Looks Like A Lady
By Raven Pan and Alison Sky
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Chapter Fourty-Five
May 14, 798 (sunday)
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Trunks figured it would be best if he went to tell his family alone. So, the following day, leaving Goten in the safe care of the Son family, He made his way to Capsule corp.

Vegeta was sitting in the living room, a really bored look on his face as Bra paraded around, showing off her new clothes to her father. "And this one Pencil swears looks just like the one Brit Sparkle wore on tour last year."

"Hey," Trunks forced a smile onto his face. "Mom around?"

Vegeta turned to look at Trunks. "She's down in her lab," he huffed.

"Trunks, look at this outfit I got! I think it would look great on Goten too!" she stated, twirling in place. The top showed a LOT of cleavage.

Trunks smirked, "I bet it would."

Vegeta growled, "No ideas, Brat."

"Come on, Daddy, Goten would look great in this! Trunks too, if he was still a she."

"Bra..." Vegeta warned with a growl.

Trunks just winked at bra, nodding, "bet I would." He glared at his father. "I'm still not talking to you, asshole," he turned and headed down the stairs to find his mother.

"Fine with me, Brat," Vegeta smirked.

"Daddy, you should be nicer to Trunks," Bra scolded.

"Mind your own business, Bra." Vegeta warned again.

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Trunks made his way down to where his mother was, knocking on the door. "Mom?!"

Bulma looked up, pushing back her magnifying glasses. "Hey Trunks, come on it!" she called, reaching for a screwdriver.

He did so, closing the door, pulling up a footstool. "I wanted to ask if you had any working spaceships...."

"No, dear. I lent them out to the Kyoto research base of ours for a two year program," Bulma stated, leaning over to tighten a screw. "Why do you ask?"

"Just want to make sure Dad can't get his hands on one...." he chuckled nervously.

Bulma looked up at Trunks, confused. "Why would you think he would need one?"

"I had a dream last night that he took one to Namek, and convinced them to make another set of dragonballs...." He whimpered.

Bulma turned, giving her son full attention now. "What else?"

He picked at his shirtsleeve, "And he wished Goten into a guy, and that we couldn't change gender ever again .... and it ..." he whispered the last, "killed the baby...."

"Oh honey... but everything's fine now. Truten's born, and she didn't die when you changed back, so I doubt she will when Goten changes back."

He shook his head, "You don't understand, Mom..." he looked up. "Goten's pregnant. In the dream... I... I felt the baby die, it was like it was being eaten away by acid when he changed back."

"Oh sweetie," Bulma reached over and hugged her son tightly, then blinked and pulled back. "Wait a sec... Goten's pregnant?"

Trunks rubbed the tears out of his eyes before they could spill over, bringing a little attention to the circles beneath them. "Yeah," he nodded. "Got the bright idea of poking holes in all the condoms... so she could know what it felt like."

Bulma chuckled. "Yeah, that sounds like something Goten would do." She smiled. "Well, congratulations!"

"Thanks." He smiled, "So... no giving Dad access to outer space, okay? I know I'm paranoid but...."

Bulma chuckled. "I'll make sure he has plenty down here to do and can't afford to go planet hoping," Bulma promised.

"I appreciate it," He smiled. "Goku and Gohan'll be looking out for Goten too." He sighed in relief, looking like a great weight lifted from his shoulders.

"And if anything, we can get your sister to keep your father in line," Bulma chuckled.

Trunks chuckled, "Reminds me, she lost the bet this go-round - Pan was ecstatic."

"Oh, great," Bulma chuckled.

Trunks hugged her again, "Thanks for not being angry, Mom."

"Well, you two are sort of married... so technically I can't be," She smiled.

Trunks shook his head, but smiled, "Thanks just the same." He kissed her forehead and got off the chair. "I better get going."

"You want to tell Bra, me to, or just let her find out from Pan?" Bulma asked.

"I'll tell her, it'll be fun to see the vein popping out of Dad's forehead for the split second it takes for him to realise what's going on," He smirked.

Bulma laughed. "Want me to get the camera?"

"Actually... yes," he grinned. "Just start recording the security cams in the living room, that's where they are."

Bulma pushed her chair to roll to the other side of the lab, bringing the camera in question up. She looked closely. "Oooh, I'm going to have to start watching what that girl buys," she stated, standing up.

Trunks chuckled, and just made his way upstairs. He winked at one of the cameras as he went into the room. "Oh, Bra - before I go?"

Bra turned around, holding a bright orange top to her chest that said Princess along the top. "Yeah Trunks?"

"Pan won the bet."

Bra blinked. "What bet?"

"Y'know. The one on when Goten would get pregnant," he smirked, his eyes flicking back and forth between Bra and his father for reaction.

Bra's face lit up. "NO WAY!" she laughed, then threw her top to the chair and ran over to hug her brother.

Vegeta just raised one eyebrow REALLY high.

Trunks smirked at Vegeta, hugging his sister, "Yes way, Goten got the bright idea of wanting to know what it felt like, and went nuts with a safety pin."

Bra laughed. "I figured he would do something like that sooner or later! This is great!"

Vegeta's eye twitched. "Must.... kill... Baka-brat..." he muttered to himself softly.

"I know, a bit mis-timed, but yeah." He then looked at Vegeta - "Goku and Gohan already know - you better watch your step," his gaze narrowed.

It was no secret that since Vegeta had forced the return of male onto Trunks, that son greatly disliked father.

Vegeta just stood up, and walked to the gravity room, slamming the door shut.

Bra just shook her head. "Just like daddy."

Trunks smiled, "Thanks for the congratulations, anyway," he smiled, kissing her forehead. "I better get back to the Son place and pick up my women," he teased.

Bra laughed. "Sure thing, Big Daddy."

"I'll let Pan know she can talk to you about it now," he chuckled, heading for the door. "See you around, Sis."

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