Not An Exact Copy [Gohan x OC]

Ch. 14

Trunks squirmed in his seat from the intense glare the young girl had trained on him. He subconsciously rubbed the sore spot on his chest from the beating it took from Nachi.

She was originally going to beat him some more, but she was pulled off by Gohan and was reminded of their original destination to Roshi's Kame House.

When he arrived from his timeline in his time machine, he was shocked when he found a severed Android head, but it wasn't shock from the head being detached from the body. It was shock that it wasn't one of the Androids from his timeline.

Eventually, he found the Z-fighters, along with his father and mother carrying his baby self. They informed him that the aged Android was known as 20, aka Dr. Gero, which threw him for a loop because Dr. Gero from his time had been long dead, courtesy of the Androids.

He was angry at Vegeta for not listening to him those several times he wanted to prevent the Androids from waking up. He was most angry when he didn't go out of his way to save Bulma and his baby self from that blast heading their way.

All those praises from his mother in his time... was it all a ruse just to keep an image? He cast a side glance at his older sister, who had a leg on top of the other, her head tilted back with closed eyes and her arms crossed. She looked relaxed, judging from the usual scowl on her face gone from her features. She'd be the only person with answers about Vegeta's character. As much as she praised her father... he knew that she would admit his faults, so she isn't completely biased. He'd have to talk to her at some point, but now is not the time.

Things in the plane were peaceful at the moment, aside from the worrying of Goku's condition.

Suddenly, the plane's phone started ringing. Krillin took the call and answered, "Bulma?" He had a confused frown on his face.

"Where's Trunks?" Was her immediate response.

Krillin grumbled, "I'm great, thanks for asking..." He tilted his head at said half-Saiyan. "Trunks, your mom's asking for you."

Trunks raised a brow and rose from his seat, coming onto the screen. "Hello.."

"Hey! So, I found a time machine abandoned near some woods part of the city. I was wondering if it was yours?"

Trunks frowned and patted for his container, popping it open to assure himself he had the capsule in place. "That can't be mine. It's with me," he murmured.

"Well, I just faxed a picture along with the coordinates to the location of the machine! I'm going to check it out since my Trunks is already down for a nap. It'd be doing you good for you to check it out as well!"

Just then, a faxed image of an old, moss covered time machine came through and Trunks stared in astonishment.

"Well, judging from your face, I'll be meeting you there!" With that, Bulma cut the call as Trunks continued staring at the picture.

"Are you going to burning holes through the damn paper? Saiyans are not known to have laser vision," a voice drawled out near him.

Trunks nearly flinched as Nachi stood near him, her face impassive as she studied the coordinates and image as well. "Hm. A few more weeks and that machine will become one with the forest floor."

Trunks stood and tucked the paper into his pocket, already memorizing the coordinates. "I'm heading there to meet with Bulma."

"I'm coming," she stated, leaving room for no arguments as she turned away and marched close to the exit of the plane.

"I-I'm coming too!" Gohan announced as he trudged towards her spot, much to Chi-Chi's protests.

"No worries, Chi-Chi. I'll be sure to keep him out of trouble," she drawled out.