Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ I Never Dreamed ❯ Chapter 46 ( Chapter 46 )

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I Never Dreamed

By: AMCM74

Chapter 46



Aiko watched her parents talking to each other. The stood on the other side of the kitchen as she sat eating her cereal. It seemed cereal had always been the extent of their combined cooking abilities. Aiko had been tempted to jump up and make herself a real breakfast, but then her parents would realize she knew how to cook. She looked down at her baby self in the bouncer.

"You know, by the time I am done with them your life is going to way cooler then mine." Aiko told the baby who just stared at her. "Yup, trust me. Things are going to be way better without two really bratty brothers running around." Aiko looked thoughtful "I should feel bad about this, but I don't. They deserve it for stuffing me in the time machine to begin with. Not to mention destroying my science project, ransacking my room repeatedly, and picking on me. You probably already know this, but you are a genius. Yes, everyone says it. That is why Vegeta says I make such a strong fighter, I am five steps ahead of everyone." She looked across the room "Except Mom and Dad."


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"I can't believe she is going to turn out so badly." Pan bit her finger and looked up at Trunks with worried eyes. "I know she seems to have Vegeta's personality already, but she seems much worse, if that is possible."

Trunks slides a quick glance over at his daughters present and future. "She seems to like herself a lot. Look at her talk to baby Aiko." Trunks couldn't believe this. She was totally giving him an attitude that he had not sensed from her before. Maybe. Trunks watched Aiko talking with the baby in shushed tones. "Aiko what are you doing."

"Talking to myself." She sat up straight. As she did something fell from her pocket and rolled across the floor. She jumped out of her chair and went after it. The capsule rolled over and Trunks put his foot on it.

"What is this?" He watched his daughter frown. He leaned over and picked it up "Number 2342?"

"But that is a sports bike." Pan looked over Aiko. "Do you ride motorcycles."

Aiko tried to grab the capsule from her dad. "Not my bike!"

Trunks rubbed the capsule between his fingers. "So out little Aiko has a flaw in her armor."

Aiko watched her dad open the back door and toss the ignited pod into the yard. There was a puff of smoke and a shiny black bike sat there. It was obviously not just a bike. It had been modified to the extreme.

"Trunks is that a racing bike?" Pan asked. When he didn't answer she looked at Aiko. "Is that a racing bike?"

"Only when I am on it, Grammy B and I built it." Aiko watched as Trunks walked over and opened the pack on the side. "Hey, that's mine."

Trunks pulled out a few papers and pictures and stared at them. Holding a report card he smiled "Straight A's very good Aiko." Aiko frowned as he flipped through the pictures "But I don't think I like the idea of you hanging around with all these guys."

"That happens to be a family reunion picture. Those are my…" Aiko started then stopped. She really didn't want them to know about her brothers. Her cousin was in the picture as well, but the big factor were the two standing on either side of her. "Ex husbands?" It was a really lame answer. She knew that, but it was better then telling them who they really were.

"Family reunion." Pan walked over and looked over Trunks forearm. "Sweet Dende, look Trunks, that boy almost looks exactly like Grandpa Goku."

Aiko crossed her arms. "I refuse to answer any questions without talking to my lawyers first. Can I have my one phone call to Uncle Mark now? If any one can get me the best lawyer he can."

Trunks glared at his daughter "UNCLE MARK! You had better be joking me girl."

"You want me to call him godfather Mark?" Aiko looked confused.

"I hate that man!" Trunks told Aiko.

Aiko looked even more surprised and confused, since the first time since her arrival "Not like Uncle Mark… Are you sure?"

Pan stepped between Aiko and Trunks. "Yes, we are sure. Uncle Mark." She smiled sweetly "As in married to Aunt Bra, uncle?

Aiko blinked "She is not dating him yet, is she?" Trunks groaned. "Would it help you to know that they will eventually have a kid too, Dad?" Aiko watched Trunks grab his head.

"Don't tell me that! Sweet Dende, don't tell me that!" Trunks turned to a smiling Pan. "I know your pretty happy about it, aren't you!"

Pan tried to look all innocent and looked back at the pictures. "Who are these boys with you?"

"Don't ask." Aiko shook her head.

Trunks looked over at the bike. "You did a good job on the bike."

Aiko was about to answer when Bulma walked in "Oh hi. Aiko I got the time machine fixed! You can leave whenever you want."

Aiko placed her hands on her hip and sighed. "I want to stay here. At least my homework isn't due for another seventeen years."

Bra who walked in right after her mother shook her head "Oh no you don't you little terror. There is no way you are staying here. Dende knows what damage you will reek in our time."

"You know I would curse kids like me on you if I don't already know yours are worse then me." Aiko turned her back on Bra.

Bra jolted and looked at Aiko "I have a kid? When? How? With who?"

Aiko looked like a cat with a canary "In the future, you tell me how, because frankly I have no idea, and that is for me to know and you to find out."

Bra reached out and grabbed Aiko's hair "Tell me now, you little brat, I wanna know!"

"Never!" Aiko cried and started throwing her fists. Bulma, Pan, and Trunks jumped in trying to break the catfight up.

Trunks pulled his daughter away from his sister. Bulma held one of Bra's arms and Pan the other. Bra still tried to pull away from them. Aiko stepped behind her father and taunted, "Ohh lookie! Pictures of your kid, and oooh ooh and here is a picture of Uncle..." Aiko ripped the picture "Wouldn't you like to know!" At that the baby version of Aiko started to laugh mixing with the sound of the future version

"Let me kill her please let me kill her!" Bra cried