Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ A Time Mixup! ❯ Time Machine Mishaps: Saiyans, Get Ready to Teleport! ( Chapter 3 )

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Chapter 3

Saiyans, get ready to teleport!

Trunks peered cautiously out into the hallway, his heart beating in his chest. If they were caught, the plan would backfire. He knew that his mother would never trust him again. He tiptoed across the hallway, stopping at his parents' door. His mother could sleep through a train wreck, but years of training had made his father a naturally light sleeper, so that in battle situations he could awaken quickly. Trunks prayed that his father had really worn himself out in the gravity room earlier. That would up their chances of getting away. He put an ear to the door and tried to listen, squinting as if he believed it would make a difference. He heard snoring, and the deep breathing of slumber from within. Finally satisfied, he motioned for Goten to follow him. Their first stop-the kitchen.

The kitchen was cool and calm, but the silence was so thick that one could have cut it with a knife. Trunks opened the knapsack he had brought with him, and silently began stocking it with sweets, rice, and cans of food. Goten wanted to bring the left over chicken, but Trunks assured him it would just go bad. They were both barefoot so that their footfalls would be near silent-and both of them carried large knapsacks, stuffed with all the essentials-weighted clothes, pajamas, toothbrushes (Goten had in fact forgotten his, but Trunks had coyly lent him Vegeta's), toothpaste, soap, towels, toys, pillows, and blankets. Now, with the addition of food, their preparations were nearly complete. Trunks just had one more thing in mind. Grinning, he headed for the Shipment Room in the Business Wing of Capsule Corp.. There, he helped himself to all of the latest products from the company-new air cars, double-decker busses, refrigerators, houses, water, and food rations (just in case), as well as two capsules containing a year's worth of clothes fit for children, for all seasons. This way, Trunks figured, no matter where they ended up, they would be comfortable. The huge assortment of Capsules was packed away into a large suitcase, which was then in turn placed in a single Capsule of its own. This he stored safely in a small box he kept in his pocket, along with two Capsules that he used to seal away he and Goten's knapsacks. He began to feel nervous soon after that-he'd really get it if his mother found him with all of that new merchandise.

Feeling his stomach knot, he headed for his mother's laboratory. Cautiously, he flipped on a light.

There it was in front of them-illuminated in fluorescent glory, the crowning achievement of his mother's career, her Time Machine.

Trunks smiled, tapping the button that opened the top of the time capsule. The glass dome slid up and back, revealing the small cockpit. It was really only meant for one person, but Trunks and Goten were both small, so Trunks was confident they could fit. He nodded to Goten.

"Let's hurry."

The younger boy nodded enthusiastically.

"This's gonna be great!" He hopped up-right in front of the controls. Trunks cleared his throat.

"You're in my spot."

"Why can't I drive it?"

"Because, you don't know how!"

"Neither do you!"

"So?!" Trunks was flustered. He glared at Goten. "Look, it's my mom's time machine, so I wanna drive it, okay?!" Goten sighed.

"Fine." He groaned, yielding the spot. Trunks hopped up, sitting down. He smiled broadly when he looked at the controls.

"This is so cool." He said in wonder, his fingers moving almost impulsively towards the bigger switches. Goten blinked.

"Uh, it looks kinda complicated, Trunks." The younger boy tapped one of the dials, and the glass cracked. Trunks straightened up.

"Why did you do that?!" He cried. "This is my mom's-she won't like it if we break it!"

"Sorry… I didn't mean to…" Goten looked down, his childlike features melting into sudden regret. Trunks sighed.

"I guess… It doesn't matter much." He said finally. He sat back, studying the controls. The thought suddenly occurred to him that he really didn't know what he was doing. He looked at the controls, the dials, the lights and buttons… But it was all alien to Trunks. He anxiously reached for one switch, but stopped before he touched it. His mind was working through the consequences of flipping that switch. Would it work, would it not? Would it destroy the machine? And if it did work, where would they go? What if they couldn't get back? He shook the thoughts away.

Stupid… Trunks cursed himself, his blue eyes narrowing. Thinking like this won't get us anywhere!! He sighed, closing his eyes. Gotta think… I don't want to make a mistake. I've still got some time…

But Trunks no longer had any time. Suddenly, he heard a noise out in the hallway. A light clicked on, illuminating the doorframe. The door opened, and he saw his mother's figure framed in the hallway's light. She held a screwdriver in her hand. Trunks's mind flared up with horrified thoughts. He had forgotten! His mother often woke up in the middle of the night to work on her inventions in peace! Her eyes widened when she saw them, and she suddenly straightened up.

"Trunks! Goten! Get out of there! That's not a toy!!!"

Trunks had no time. He did the only thing he would think of. He pushed a button.

Light exploded around them, and Goten screamed, grabbing onto Trunks's arm. The Time Machine lifted off of the ground, shuddering and wavering. Trunks looked at his mother wide eyed, and saw that now his father was there as well. Suddenly, Trunks didn't think his idea was so great anymore. Vegeta saw his son in that machine, saw it pulsating with light, and let out a frenzied yell. He went Super Saiyan, flying towards the machine. But it was too late. The Time Machine was already caught in a temporal distortion, and Vegeta passed through it as if it were just air. . Pain ripped through Trunks and Goten, and both boys began screaming. Trunks's mind raced. It wasn't finished, the time machine wasn't finished… I've killed us… He finally let out a shout.

"Mama!! Papa!!!!!"

And everything went black.