The television set in front of the young Saiyan kept flickering as Trunks scrolled through the many channels that were available to him. It was a boring day today since the rain was pouring hard, and he couldn’t get Goten to come play with him since he was somewhere else on the planet where it wasn’t raining, fishing with Goku and Gohan, so he was stuck here, under the watchful eye of his family, well he wasn’t actually being watched, but Vegeta did take him to the gravity room for a whole hour for training.
“Hey, Trunks!” The boy turned around to see his mother entering the room, holding a green pill in her hand.
“Oh, hey Mom! What’s up?” Trunks questioned the ever so loving president of Capsule Corporation, who then threw the green pill towards her son, who caught it with his quick reflexes.
“Umm... what am I supposed to do with this?”
“What do you think, Trunks?” Bulma questioned sarcastically. For someone so smart, he asked very obvious questions at times. Trunks silently apologized, and popped the green pill in his mouth, and for a few seconds, he felt nothing. It was as if it was just a piece of candy, a very plain, but tasty one. But then...
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