A fierce thunder-like noise echoed through out the rooms of C.C., causing whatever insects in the mansion to scurry back into their holes. A forgotten glass of water left over from last night's activities rippled as the noise echoed yet again. With each roar came with it a vibration so strong that dust flew off whatever object they were sleeping upon. As the large cry became closer and louder, furniture were literally hoping centimeters into the air as if they were alive. The lights flickered on and off with each echo. Suddenly, a hole was created on a wall atop the staircase. The fist that made the hole retracted back to its owner's side as it shook violently.

"Damn woman and her stupid vacations."

Said the prince as he strolled down the stairs with his other hand across his stomach.

'ROAR'

Growled his stomach, causing a light bulb to pop out of its socket and land on his head. He snarled in frustration and slammed his fist into the wall again, leaving his twelfth mark along the hall upstairs. Shaking the glass from his head, he stormed his way to the kitchen to try and work the cooking appliances again. He grabbed a couple of packets of hotdogs from the refrigerator and closed the door. He stood there silently for a few moments and then slightly tilted his head enough to glare daggers at a certain object behind him.

"You may have won the previous battle, but the war is far from over."

He then walked towards a recently poorly used microwave with chunks of burnt food splattered about the area. He opened the greasy door and tossed the hotdog packets in. He poked in a few numbers after he shut the door and crossed his arms to wait for the completion of his victory. As time passed by, his forehead began to shine with sweat as the timer was drawing to an end. He grinned in delight as the last second past and no explosion was heard. He opened the door and took out the radically bubbling meat. He placed it on the table and proceeded to peal the plastic off. He grabbed his fork and plunged it into the meat, causing it to blow up in his face. A vein grew on his forehead as he raised his arm towards the microwave and fired a ki blast. As the ball of energy grew near, the microwave's mini screen had the words 'sore loser' scroll by before it exploded. He leaned his cheek on his hand with his elbow on the table as he used his other hand to do one swipe across his face to get rid of the melting meat blobs. He then flew out of his chair as something hit the mansion. He got up and rubbed his head before running outside. As he opened the front door, he heard a hissing noise to his right. He turned his head over there and lifted an eyebrow in confusion. Two mini yellowish pods were rammed into the side of the mansion. He cautiously walked over to them. He froze as the tops of the pods opened. A figure from each pod jumped out and landed a couple of feet from him. He took a step back as both the tall and short figures gave him a dreamy look, failing to notice each other. All at once, they latched on to him, giving Vegeta a huge hug.

"Get the hell off me, you freaks!"

The taller one got off immediately while the tiny one continued to hug his leg. Vegeta shook his leg a few times, causing the little one to finally let go and land on his bottom. The two figures looked at each other. They're eyes widen in shook. The taller one glared at the tiny one.

"What are you doing here? There's no reason for you to be here! You already have one!"

"Yeah right! Mine has been locked up in that room ever since I popped out! So basically I don't have one."

"Well, that's your problem! So get lost!"

"Make me!"

Vegeta looked back and forth between the two as he observed their appearances. Both had different styles in clothing, but looked alike, except one looked like an older version of the other. They continued to bicker as they forgot Vegeta was there.

"Damn it, what's going on here!"

They both went silent and blinked a few times, and then turned their attention back to Vegeta. The taller one looked down and rolled his fingers across each other as he spoke.

"Well...you see... um..."

"Dad! Tell him to go away!"

Yelled the shorter one at Vegeta.

"Dad?"

Repeated Vegeta confusingly. The taller one smacked the tiny one across his head.

"Quite!"

The tiny one knitted his eyebrows together in anger, but did as he was told. The taller one sighed and looked back towards Vegeta.

"What he says is true. You're our father."

"Our?"

"Yes. Well, technically we are the same person, were just from different time lines. I'm from the original future while he's from this time lines future."

Vegeta was silent while the little guy shook his head and grinned as the taller one continued.

"I came here through this time machine to get to know you better because you die only a few years after I'm born..."

He lowered his eyes to the ground and sighed. The little guy continued for him.

"And I came here for the same reason, except you're not dead. You've just locked yourself in the GR and refuse to come out. So basically it's the same thing as him."

The older one rolled his eyes at the kid's comment. Vegeta blinked a few times as he finally noticed the color of their hair. ...Purple.

'Ph, these guys are trying to trick me into getting something... There's no way MY son would have such hair coloring.'

As he thought of this, the two were bickering again.

"Of course he likes me better! You've got purple hair! Ewwwww!"

"Idiot! You have purple hair too!"

"Nu-uh! Mines lavender! L-A-V-E-N-D-E-R!"

"We're from the same DNA. How could we possibly have different colorings? Besides, I'm stronger then you! So obviously he'd like somebody who'd be a good fighting partner."

"Yeah? Well so what! You're taller then him. Why would he hang around people taller then him? You-you... TALL freak!"

"At least I can reach the stove to cook my own meals!"

Vegeta snapped out of his thoughts as his stomach growled at hearing what the taller boy said.

"You... can cook?"

He looked at Vegeta oddly.

"Uh...ye-"

Vegeta's stomach growled again causing the teen to grin inwardly as a plan to win his father's affection went through his head.

"-ssssss! Why yes I can! Would you like me to fix you something, father?"

Vegeta scowled at what the boy called him, but decided to go along with it at the moment for the sake of hunger. He turned and headed back to the house as the teen smirked at the kid. The boy angrily stepped on the teen's foot and raced for the entrance. The teen yelped as he hoped a few times while holding his foot before racing after the boy. Vegeta sat down at the head of the table, waiting for something edible to appear before him. The two look-a-likes pushed and shoved to get into the kitchen first, which ended up with both of their faces on the floor. They both rushed to different parts of the kitchen. Vegeta looked at the clock and turned his attention back to the teen to ask how long it would take.

"Boy!"

Both of them turned to look at him and awaited a reply.

"...name?"

"Trunks."

They both said in union. Vegeta slapped his forehead and glided it down his face in frustration.

"Do I just call you number one and number two?"

He said sarcastically.

"Only if I can be number one!"

Said little Trunks. The taller Trunks tossed a frying pan at the kid's head.

"I'm older then you! I'm number one!"

They started to toss food at each other until Vegeta roared in annoyance.

If you don't give me 'different' names right now, I'll have to make ones for you! 'Stupid' and 'stupider'."

"...which one's 'stupider'?"

"AHHHH!"

"Okay, okay. I guess you can call be Mirai."

"...can I be Vegeta Jr.?"

"NOOO!"

Screamed Vegeta. The boy pouted, but thought of something else.

"Fine, call me Chibi."

They stood there waiting for what he wanted to ask earlier, but with all the weird things going on, Vegeta forgot what it was, so he waved them back to their 'duties'. Mirai was making shish kabobs on a grill while Chibi climbed on top of the counter to reach the cupboards, forgetting that he could fly. As he jumped back down with a box of fruit loops, Mirai was already done with his meal and was walking it over to Vegeta confidently. Chibi snarled and tripped him, causing Mirai to lose his grip on the plate. The shish kabobs flew right through Vegeta's hair and stuck into the wall behind him. Mirai looked on in horror as he raced to retrieve them while Chibi snickered and placed the box on the table Vegeta was sitting at and went back to get a bowl and some milk. Mirai glared at Chibi and flung a shish kabob at him, causing Chibi to fly into a wall. He struggled to free himself as his shirt was being held to the wall by the shish kabob. Tired of waiting, Vegeta grabbed the cereal box in front of him and titled the box to poor a few pebbles out onto the table. Both of the purple haired boys turned their heads towards the clattering noise. They're eyes widen at Vegeta. Their father flicked his finger at one of the pebbles, causing a flicker of ki to fly out and fry it. While it was still on fire, he grabbed and tossed it into his throat, swallowing it whole. Both of the future kids started to sweat as they awaited the final verdict. Vegeta was silent for a moment, then shrugged and continued frying the pebbles and eating them.

"Ha ha! Success!"

Laughed Chibi. Mirai 's shoulders went limp as he lowered his head in disappointment. After awhile of Vegeta devouring one box after another as the future kids glared at each other, the time had come for the prince to empty his digested cargo. As the other two continued to bicker, he left to do his business in the up stairs bathroom. His hands clenched tighter every now and then as he sat upon his throne. As the last splash of water dripped off his buns, he lifted one of his hands to wipe the coat of sweat that grew on his forehead while the other reached for the roll of toilet paper... except there was none. His eyes darted around the room in search for a spare, but ended up groaning in despair.

"Allow me."

Before Vegeta could turn his startled face behind him to see whom the intruder was, he felt something soft slide between his buns and swiftly retract with the brown gunk with it. His eyes widen as he saw Mirai crouching over the top of the toilet tank with the used toilet paper in his hand next to his grinning face.

"I always keep one with me. Just in case."

Vegeta leaped out of his seat.

"WHAT THE F-!"

He tripped over his own pants and did a face planter before finishing his sentence, giving Mirai a full view of his cheeks.

"Oh, hold still. I missed a spot."

This time, Vegeta reacted quicker and leapt again to his feet with one hand holding his pants up and the other with his palm raised to Mirai as a signal to stop.

"G-get away from me!"

Mirai turned confused eyes towards Vegeta.

"But father..."

"STOP! Just, stop!"

Just then, the bathroom window Mirai used to get in there earlier opened again as Chibi came in.

"What are you guys do-"

Chibi's eyes shot out at the sight of his father with his pants undone with one of Mirai's hands inches away from Vegeta's crotch.

"EWWW! I can't believe your trying to pleasure father to make him like you..."

Vegeta's face dropped before he yelled back at Chibi.

"It's not what it loo-"

"...especially when you know I'M his bitch!"

Vegeta lost his grip on his pants after hearing that.

"What is wrong with you people! Get out of here!"

With that said, he released a huge energy ball towards them. They both erupted into two golden auras with their hair spiking up into blond hair and green eyes. They both extended their hands and absorbed the ball of energy as it made contact. As they transformed back to normal, they looked towards Vegeta, only to see nothing but his pants and undies on the floor. Vegeta was running like crazy down the hall half naked. He tilted his head back a bit to see both kids flying after him.

"Oh Kami! What did I do to deserve being chased by horny demon children!"

He returned his head forward again only to skid to a stop across the carpet. Chibi was standing before him with his arms crossed in a Vegeta-like pose wearing a miniature version of his outfit with black dye dripping around his neck from his now black spiked up hair.

"See father? No more purple hair!"

Within a split second, Vegeta had already turned around and raced away from the mini version of himself, only to slam into Mirai holding a vile full of green liquid. He fell backwards and landed on his bum. He looked up to see six deformed furless tails sticking out of Mirai's tailbone.

"I know how much you missed your tail, so I made this to help you grow another one!"

Vegeta's face scrunched together while he stared at the tails wiggling as if they were having a heat attack, seeming to drip greenish ooze in random places. He whacked the vile away and got up to run down the stairs, causing the green liquid to melt a part of the wall away. As he reached the bottom of the stairs, he saw Dr. Briefs' cat stretching a few feet away. He lunged for the cat while tumbling a couple of times along the floor before leaping back up into a sprint to the front door.

"Stupid cat! Save me!"

He twirled into the air and proceeded to fling the cat at lighting speed towards the stairs while landing back into his running pace. The horrified cat spun around so fast that it shot piss marks all over the place as well as both of the purple haired kids. It's claws sprung out as it finally landed on Mirai's face, not letting go as it continued to piss all over his face. Vegeta made it to the front door, flung it open, and raced outside only to come face to face with Chibi, yet again, holding an Oozaru monkey plushie. He held it to his father as Vegeta continued to run towards him.

"If you ever feel like crying, it's always good to have a friend to hold on to for such moments."

Vegeta sliced the plushie's head off with his ki as he ran past Chibi. The purple haired boy fell to his knees as his lower lip quivered.

"Mr. Fluffy-kins! NOOOOO!"

Vegeta was behind the C.C. building frantically looking from side to side for something to save him. Within a few moments, an idea popped into his head and he turned to head back to the right side of the building. Halfway there, he saw Mirai break through one of the glass windows to the kitchen holding a stick with an odd shaped piece of meat on it.

"I made you a fried cat on a stick! Yummy in your tummy!"

He smiled lovingly as blood glided down his face from the thousands of scratch marks all over his face. Vegeta quickly thought of a solution to get rid of him.

"There's no barbeque sauce on it! What kind of son are you to deprive me of such luxuries?"

Mirai gasped in shock as he turned to retrieve said item. Vegeta shook his head at the boy's stupidity as he finally reached his destination. He felt two strong kis racing around inside the building, obviously looking for him.

'Okay, calm down. Concentrate on your surroundings. Believe this is going to work. Believe...'

His breathing slowed back to normal as he stood there, his muscles relaxing. The power levels were finally outside on the other side of the building. He closed his eyes as he tilted his head back to face the clouds above. The ki signatures turned a corner around the building behind him and were know sprinting towards him many yards away. He extended his arms outward from side to side with his hands hanging limp from the wrists. His left eyebrow twitched as they were mere feet away. The two boys lost sight of him as they flew right by where he once stood, causing them to fly into one of the time machines. The force caused the top to fall shut and click as it locked. Before they could untangle themselves from each other, the machine beeped, signaling that they were about to vanish through time again. They both turned panicking eyes forward as Vegeta landed a few feet away from the spot he once stood as he finished a back flip. He smirked at them while waving one of his hands at them as a farewell just as a blinding light swallowed them whole. As the machine flew out of the warp hole, the machine's engine broke down with a loud bang, causing the boys to tumble out of the machine through the plastic covering. They groaned as they began to get up with a deep silence following soon after. They blinked a few times before their muscles began to tense up. They both stood in the middle of what seemed to be a bar surrounded by bulky human-like creatures dressed in armor with brown tails wrapped around their waists staring at them oddly while making no movement. The only noise that could be heard was from one guy sitting at a table of three silently staring at them as he held a beer inches away from his mouth, but failed to notice it's contents spilling all over the table. Both of them gulped as the situation at hand didn't seem like it would get better. A few moments of silence past until a faint voice towards the back of the crowd spoke.

"Hey, they have purple hair... kill them!"

They all roared in agreement and violently lunged at them. Vegeta sighed as the day's events flew by his mind. As he turned to head back into the building, he glanced at the other time machine. He froze in mid-step and grinned wickedly. He hoped into the machine and within moments, was flying through time. A couple of seconds later, the machine landed on soft soil and the hatch popped open. He leaped out of the cockpit and landed near his target. Before him stood a small child holding a large bluish fish three times his size with one hand as it hung behind his back. The boy just stood there looking up at Vegeta, puzzled at the sudden appearance until he took notice of Vegeta's lower region. He smiled openly and pointed to the dangly thing.

"Just like grandpa!"

Vegeta cocked an eyebrow before rolling his eyes and firing a ki blast through the kid's heart, killing him instantly. He chuckled before turning to jump back into the machine to do other personal things, when the fallen boy's tail sprung out of his master's tail bone and latched around Vegeta's neck. Vegeta struggled to free himself, but couldn't escape the death grip he was in. He fell backwards to the ground, still tugging at the furry appendage until his hands went limp and fell to the ground. After a few more tight squeezes, the tail uncurled itself from the once prince and wormed it's way into the bushes to start a new life. Just as it left, a car drove by and stopped right in front of them. A girl with blue hair tied into a braided ponytail stepped out of the car and walked up to Vegeta's lifeless body. Her eyes popped out at the site of something she'd only dreamed of.

"Oh yeah, he's the perfect boyfriend all right."

She grabbed both of his legs and dragged him to the back of her car. She opened the trunk and dumped him into the cramped space. She giggled to herself while she got back into her car as ideas of what he could do to her with such impressive equipment after she revived him with the dragonballs.

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Okay, chapter five completed! Well, actually, this would have been chapter three, but I never got around to making a plotline for this, so I waited a few chapters before thinking of one. Oh well, you got to read it either way. >.> And if you couldn't tell what planet the Trunks kids were on or who the boy and girl were with such obvious descriptions of them, then please... don't read anymore of my stuff. Come back when you've become dbz brainwashed. Now, today's the third of August... meaning that on the fifth... is my birthday! XD I'll be turning seventeen, so since you're all poor and have nothing better to do then read my crap as a pass time, would you all be so kind as to write a review? It's the best gift you can give me mainly because whether I like it or not, I can't return it for money! Oh yeah, and it doesn't cost you a penny to make. Maybe a few seconds of your life, but hey, I'm willing to sacrifice your time for my selfish needs. Aren't I generous? Oye, it's fifth teen minutes past seven AM. XD I started working on this around one AM! So I hope that's enough reason, if my Birthday isn't enough, to write me a review since I stayed up all night till morning to finish this... Ah, back cramps! Feel pity for me! ;-p Okay, I'll shut up now. (Hunches over while limping around with cup and sign saying 'Money for the poor.').