Vegeta 壁纸

Trunks was frantically running down a beaten alleyway. Sweat dripped down his forehead as his stamina began to weaken. Every step he took was one step deeper into his pride being lost. Instead of fighting the threats that faced him, he ran away from them, waiting for Gohan to save him. What would his father think?

Androids 17 and 18 had it in for Trunks. He was a meddling brat that didn't know his place. The evil humanoids had killed Goku, Krillin, Piccolo, and even his father Vegeta. All Trunks had in this world was his mother Bulma and his best friend Gohan. Instead of protecting his mother,...

Maybe I shouldnt have played tag with Marron so long. 或者 sparred with Gohan before that. 或者 even have ran from Juuhachigou as she screamed at me for have using up all her shampoo. Cuz maybe it wouldnt have amounted up to the situation I was in now. An embarressing situation. It had happend like this: I had been at the park with Marron. It had been an average, sunny afternoon, there was no one else at the park so we had for ourselves, and Juuhachigou was at the Kame House, not giving me grief. Life was going fine. I'd even bought Marron an ice cream cone. Strawberry. Her favorite. And the two...