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My Sort Of Brother: Chapter 1: Commensing Countdown

"Bulla! Come back here you little twerp!" Trunks screamed. His bellows echoed through the halls of the capsule compound. Trunks was beyond furious. His gremlin of a sister decided that she should try out her new "art" skills on his bedroom.

Bulla curled up behind a closet door. Never in her life had she seen her big brother so angry with her. Her parents weren't home so she would have to hide in their closet until they did. It was never her intention to make her brother upset. She just wanted to show him that she could help him decorate his room to make it prettier.

She took every paint, marker, and crayon she could get her hands on headed for Trunks' room. All she did was splatter paint here and there… nothing to get mad at her at. She wanted to make him happy. A vision of Trunks smiling at something she did came into her head. He always said mean things to her. But this time was different. She really made him mad.

Bulla pulled clothes off of the nearest hangers to cover herself. She was too young to die! She was only five years old! She hadn't even discovered where babies come from! She calmed herself down to lower her ki. She could feel her brother's raging energy coming closer.

"Bulla… Come out… I'm not mad…" he yelled.

It was a lie. She knew it had to be. It's like when he says he'll play with her if she goes away…. He never picks up the barbie doll. She slowed her breathing and closed her eyes.

"Bulla… If you come out, I'll give you a cookie," he tempted. She bit her lower lip and licked it. No, she had to suck it up.

Trunks was getting closer… and closer. She froze when the slight creaking of her parents' bedroom door opened. She covered her head with one of her mother's black blouses, leaving a small area for her eyes to see.

"Bulla! I know you're in here. You can come out right now and get it a little bit easier, or I'll find you, and you know I will, and I'll show you no mercy. Your choice," Trunks threatened.

She thought about both options. She could either take her chances and keep hiding, or she could face her brother. Well on one han—

"Found you, you little insect!" Trunks grunted. Bulla had been discovered!

"Trunks please! I'm sorry! I swear!" Bulla pleaded, clasping her hands together.

"Do you know how many things you damaged inside my room! Thanks to you, everything that I enjoyed and payed every cent for is covered in non-washable paint!" Trunks huffed running a hand through his hair repeatedly.

"I said I was sorry…" Bulla pouted. She twisted her foot on the floor, hoping her cuteness could get her out of this one.

"Sorry? Do you think sorry is going to fix my gaming systems? That an apology is going to fix my computer?" Trunks screamed. His cheeks were a dark crimson… this wasn't good.

"Trunks-"

"Shut it! You know what? Just wait until mom and dad come home. Until then, I don't want you anywhere near me or my room," he snapped. He was walking on his way out when something caught his sleeve.

"Trunks, I'm really sorry. I thought it was a good thing," she said sincerely. Her eyes widened and about ready to burst with tears.

He slapped her hand away with disgust. "A good thing would be if you were never born."

He walked off and left her alone. She could feel her knees buckle under her weight. She didn't cry. He brother doesn't love her. She looks up to him…. And for him to say something like that to her is like driving a knife through her heart. She stood up, and lowered her eyes. She started walking, she didn't know where but she did. She didn't really care either, all she saw were the movements of her tiny feet.

She made it to hall where there were large silver doors. They opened for her, and she walked through, like a little zombie. She felt awful. She had done some pretty terrible things before but this one… this one was the last straw. She stopped walking when she hit something incredibly large. It was a giant tarp cover. What was it covering? She decided that she would see what hid behind the tarp.

The cover was extrememly heavy. She tugged on it harder and finally, it fell. She looked up to see a large yellow and teel machine. It looked like a spaceship. Well, more like a faberge egg. On the bottom half it had black rectangles with yellow lining and yellow legs that looked like spider legs, and in the middle it had two rows of teel colored rectangles. On the top there was a dome and inside it looked like someone could sit in it. There was a latter that goes up to the top.

Maybe she could hide in there. That way no one would have to be bothered by her. Her little legs climbed the latter step by step, until she reached the top. Her eyes looked for an opening. She found nothing. She put her small pudgey hands on it and tried pushing it up.

"Come on… please open," she pleaded. It opened slightly… she continued to push it up and sure enough, it popped open. She let out a small smile and climbed in. First her left leg went in, her tiny foot trying to find a stable place to step on.

She finally found a good place but as soon as she stepped full force, noises started to come on. It was the machine! Had Bulla turned it on? What was going on? She smoved her other foot onto the machine. She looked around to find buttons everywhere. There was a little rectangle that was like an electric clock. She extended her arms to reach the top part in order to close it. This would be like her very own quiet bubble.

"Ugh… come on… almost there," she grunted. Her arms were about an inch too short to reach the top. She looked for an area clear of buttons and stood on it. She reached the top and pushed it down this time. It seemed like it was harder to close than to open. She pushed down as hard as she could.

"Almost there…" she muttered. Bulla pushed down even harder, so hard that her feet were starting to slip. "Oh no!" Bulla yelped. She managed to close the top, but she als slipped and hit her head on a button.

"Ouch… That really hurt-"

"Auto Pilot starting, please put on safety belt" a computer voice said. "Commensing countdown for previously used time."

"Oh no… How do I stop this thing!?" Bulla panicked.

"10…9…8…"

"Oh geez…."

"6…5…4"

"No! What's happening!?" she panicked.

"2…1… Blast off," the computer informed. Bulla was frightened. The machine was headed up towards the roof…. It was going to crash!

"I'm going to die! Oh Kami! Please forgive me for using my daddy's toothbrush to clean bird poop from my window! And for using my mommy's hairbrush when the tooth brush didn't work! And most of all, forgive me for ruining Trunks' room!" she pleaded.

Wait a second…. Why hasn't she died yet? The roof was opened! It must have opened when the countdown was happening. She wasn't going to die! But she was still up in the air… She was going to die… for real this time! She put her face against the glass as the ship kept rising and rising. What she going to do!? She was only five!

"Mom! Dad! Trunks!" she called as the ship stopped getting higher. Her house looked so tiny…. "Did it stop? Oh thank Ka-" The machine zoomed to it's left at lighting speed. That's the last thing Bulla remembered.

Prologue is over! Yay! What the heck has Bulla gotten herself into… or where? What's going to happen to her? How are her parents going to react to her disappearance? Please REVIEW and tell me what you think :D