Well I guess I better do that disclaimer thing, no matter how stupid it is. No I do not own Dragon ball z, though I wish I did.
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“Ughh.” I moaned, groggily forcing my eyelids open. They felt as if they weighted a ton. I slowly sat up and stretched my arms, hearing their usual crack.
I tiredly turned to peer over at my dresser to see my phone absolutely spazzing out. I sighed I really shouldn’t keep it on Vibrate and ring while I slept. I dragged myself across the bed and picked up the noisy phone. I narrowed my eyes as the phones sudden brightness did not agree with my eyes.
“ Of course.” I muttered as I finally could make out the name of the caller on my phone. I turned my head slightly to look at the clock that was positioned right beside my phone and sighed irriably. It was 6 in the morning. Why the heck was she calling me so early?
“ Hello?” I yawned, answering the phone and putting it up to my ear.
“ Goshe!” The voice on the other end exclaimed. “ Oh good your awake! Come over here...now!”
“ Hoshi.” I moaned, rubbing my forehead. I could hardly stay awake yet alone go over to Hoshi's house. It was clear across the city. “ It's 6 in the morning. What is so important that it cant wait a few more hours?”
“ Mother has a new invention! She told us that it is a time machine and I want to check it out! Come over now! I cant wait to see if it works.” Hoshi explained excitingly.
I pulled the phone a few inches from my ear and sighed. Why must she talk so loud?
“ Can't you wait a few hours? Besides Bulma doesn't usually let us mess around with her inventions, so why would she now?.... Wait.... She doesn't know does she?”
I could practically feel Hoshi smirking on the other line. She just adored getting into mischief and she considered me her partner in crime.
“ Nope that’s why you need to come over now before she wakes up!”
Hoshi's voice now sounded a bit more urgent than excited. Time was ticking by and I knew that she was hardly managing to keep herself from running down there alone.
“ Why don’t you just get Trunks to come with you down there? I mean he is there right now.” I yawned once more and decided to stand up. I feared that if I continued sitting down then I would fall asleep with her on the phone. It wasn’t that much of an odd fear considering I had done it before and had been rudely awakened 15 minutes later by an angry tapping sound on my window. Hoshi had not been very happy that I had fallen asleep with her on the phone and I did not feel like getting scolded by her again.
“ No Trunks is staying over your house with Goten remember? They had a test to study for or something.”
“ Oh ya..” I grinned at the last part. They had said they were studying for a test just so they could have a sleepover on a school day. Goten's room was right beside mine and I had heard them playing video games non stop last night until at least 3, which explained why I was so exhausted at the moment.
Trunks and Goten both attended the same college and had decided to room at home instead of in their own apartment. I didn’t blame them, especially Trunks. I mean he only lived in a ginormous mansion and Goten had always been an outdoor kinda guy. He really wasn’t made to live in a city.
“ Goshe!! Are you there?!”
Hoshi's sudden voice rung me out of my chain of thoughts and I quickly tried to recall what we were talking about before.
“ Ok, ok I’ll be over there in like 15 minutes.”
I quickly hung up my phone before Hoshi could add anything else. Hoshi was my best friend, practically my sister. Her and I were almost the same age, though I was around a month or two older than her. She was a very stubborn girl. She no doubt got that from her father, Vegeta. Though she was also a very skilled fighter and a very bright girl. Her and I were both Demi sayians. My parents were Goku and Chichi.
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Dragon ball z: Time Travel mix up
FanfictionHoshi, daughter of Vegeta and Bulma and Goshe, Daughter of Goku and Chichi are teenagers and best friends. They adore martial arts, much like their fathers and are pretty strong for their age, Though they have a bad habit of getting themselves into...