"I'm dead serious, Vejita! You scared away every Trick-or-Treater that came to the door last year. This year, you're going to take Trunks with you!"
"WOMAN!" Bulma gave her husband a death-glare. He was so impossible sometimes.
"Vejita, we're not discussing this. You're going to take Trunks trick-or-treating and he's going to have FUN and when he gets back he's going to WANT you to take him out next year! UNDERSTAND?!" Vejita glared and stomped away. Another hopeless battle. He didn't know why he did what Bulma said, but he did. Her attitude strongly resembled his own, and he didn't bother standing up to her. She never listened to him, anyway.
"Tousan!" Little Trunks bounded down the hallway. Vejita glared at him. His hair was sticking up in that one spot like usual, and he was wearing his green Capsule Corp. shirt.
"The hell do you want?"
"Is it true?" Trunks' eyes were full of amazement as he stared at his father. It was obvious that Bulma had told him, so Vejita just grunted.
"You'd better not wear something stupid," Vejita stated, before walking out to the Gravity Chamber. Trunks grinned and ran off to tell his mother. "Kaasan! Kaasan! Tousan said he's taking me trick-or-treating!" Bulma turned from the salad she was making to look down at her 4-year-old son. He was so happy, and it was only a matter of time before he started turning into a little Vejita.
"That's wonderful, sweetie. Have you decided what you're wearing?"
"Um... Gohan said Goten is gonna be a ghost! Can I be a ghost, mom?"
"Are you sure? Do you want to be a vampire or something, instead?"
"Well... there was this Mister Satan costume in the shop Goten was at..."
"You can be a ghost."
Trunks grinned. "Okay!"
~~~~
"Hi Gohan!"
"Hey, Trunks!" Gohan landed next to the boy, who was under a tree in the CC yard. "What's up?" Trunks shrugged.
"Not much... Where's Goten?"
"Poor guy," Gohan grinned. "My kaasan wanted to fit him for his costume. I don't think she realized that there's only so much you can do to a sheet of white fabric." Trunks blinked a bit, and nodded as if he understood. Sometimes Gohan talked too smart for him, but he didn't show it. That was a sign weakness.
"So.." Gohan looked around the lawn. "Have you decided what you're going to be?"
"Well... I'm going to be a ghost too! And and, my tousan's taking me out trick-or-treating!!" Trunks was getting more and more excited as he spoke. Gohan laughed.
"Really? That's great, Trunks. I'm sure you'll have a blast."
"Maybe we can join up somewhere? I don't really want to go around alone.. I mean, my tousan's there but he's not going to be at the door with me..."
"Yeah, that shouldn't be a problem. We can probably meet you here," Gohan sat down on the grass next to Trunks. "Speaking of your dad, where is he?"
"Training." That was all that was needed, because everyone knew where Vejita went when he was training. Trunks paused for a bit, and looked at Gohan. His hair was getting pretty long. "I wonder if it'll snow this year...?"
"By tomorrow? I doubt it," Gohan laughed. "It hasn't snowed for Halloween any other year. But, well, you never know, huh Trunks?" Trunks nodded.
"Hai."
~~~~
Trunks walked into the den, where he found his mother cleaning the coffee table. "Hi kaasan."
"Nope. He said they he's taking Goten out and they'll meet with me and Tousan here."
"Oh? Who's Gohan going as?"
"I forgot to ask... Oh well. I guess we'll find out tomorrow, right?" Bulma smiled.
"Right."
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"VEJITA!!"
"What, woman?!"
"Get your ass down here NOW!" Bulma stood in the doorway of the CC building, and scared away a few Trick-or-Treaters when she yelled. "Oh, oops... Sorry!" Vejita appeared beside her.
"What do you want?" Bulma turned to face him, surprised he was so close.
"You're supposed to be out there with Trunks! He's all dressed up and waiting for you in the den." Vejita narrowed his eyes.
"Why can't Kakarotto's boy just take them both?"
"Vejita! You said you would!"
"No I didn't. You said I would."
"You told Trunks you would. I remember him telling me about it because he was so excited."
"Damn. FINE, woman." Vejita looked at Bulma one more time, and headed off towards the den.
"Honestly." Bulma put her hands on her hips, but then smiled.
~~~~
"Let's go, boy."
"Ok tousan!" Trunks turned the TV off and jumped up. Vejita looked him over, and decided he didn't look TOO ridiculous with the white sheet made so that it was like a poncho with a hood. He spun on his heel and headed back to where Bulma was.
"Vejita, here." Bulma handed him a plastic bag. "When the other one gets full, carry it around and give Trunks this one. Understand?"
"I'm not retarded, woman." Bulma grinned. She handed Trunks the other bag, and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "You have fun, okay Trunks?" Trunks nodded, his ghostie hood flopping as he did so. He spotted Gohan and Goten as they landed out front, and ran out to greet them.
Bulma turned to Vejita, who was still scowling. She sighed. "Oh Vejita, try and have fun tonight, ok?" Bulma gave him a quick kiss and shoved him out the door.
"Gah? ...Baka woman." Vejita trudged across the lawn, and did a double take when he saw two ghosts and Gokou watching him. "K-Kakarotto?"
"Yeah! Doesn't Gohan look great, tousan? He looks just like that guy in mom's pictures!"
"....Gohan." Vejita said softly.
"Hehe, hi Vejita. I guess you like my costume then, huh?" Gohan blushed a bit, running his hand through the mane of hair sticking up on his head. "Good thing it sticks up naturally... Otherwise I'd have a big problem."
Goten, who was dressed almost exactly like Trunks, held up his little bag. "Gohan's been growing his hair since spring, Mista Vejita. Are we going now?" Vejita grunted and started walking down the street. The three boys followed. Goten and Trunks would scramble to every house they could, ring the bell about 15 times, then scream 'Trick or Treat' at the person the answered the door. They'd cleared two blocks already, and it was starting to get dark.
"Remember Goten, kaasan said we have to be back by 8:00." Vejita scoffed.
"8:00? That's retarded! He's three, not one." Goten opened his eyes wide.
"You know how old I am, Mister Vejita?"
"Of course I do. Why does everyone think I'm so stupid? You're a year younger than Trunks."
"...You know how old I am, Tousan?" Trunks blinked, and smiled at his father. Vejita blinked back, and continued down the road. Gohan grinned and followed.
"Come on guys, this is the last house on this street. We'll head towards the center of the city after it."
"Okay!" Goten and Trunks ran up to the last house. Trunks reached up and rang the doorbell 6 times. They waited a few minutes, then he started ringing it again. This time, he rang it 9 times. They waited a little longer, then Trunks started banging on the doorbell non-stop. After doing this for a minute straight, an enraged man appeared in the doorway.
"Trick or treat!" Goten and Trunks grinned as widely as they could and holded up their bags.
"GET THE HELL OFF OF MY STOOP YOU LITTLE BUGGERS! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING, BANGING ON MY DOORBELL LIKE THAT?! I OUGHT TO..." The man didn't finish his sentance, for he was distracted by his car. It had just exploded.
"Say one more word, and your house will be next..." Vejita narrowed his eyes, his hand still in the direction he'd shot the blast.
"My... my car... YOU CRAZY ASSHOLE!!"
"HEY!" Trunks jumped up and kicked the rude man right in the face. The man flew back into the house, and a loud crashing sound was heard. "Nobody insults my tousan!" With that, he and Goten ran back to Gohan and Vejita, and they all continued on their way. 20 minutes later, Bulma drove up beside them.
"VEJITA!!"
"What, woman? I'm out here just like you asked!" Bulma hopped out of the car and stormed over to them until she was face-to-face with Vejita.
"What did you do to Mr. Honta and his car?!"
"What? Oh, that guy. I blew it up."
"YOU BLEW HIM UP?!"
"What?! No, woman! I blew the CAR up!"
"Why?!" Gohan cleared his throat loudly.
"Bulma-san.. That guy started screaming and swearing at Goten and Trunks first. So, well... I guess it was a little uncalled-for but he was seriously going nuts." Bulma's face immediately softened.
"He was screaming at my son?" She looked to Trunks and Goten, who nodded in return.
"Then, he called Mister Vejita a crah-zee assh-.." Gohan's hand clamped over his small brother's mouth, and he bit it in return.
"Ow! Goten!" Goten rolled his eyes.
"He called Mister Vejita bad things so Trunks socked him one!" Goten swung his leg around for emphasis. Bulma smiled.
"Well... that wasn't really the BEST thing to do, but..." She sighed. "Whatever.. As long as there was a GOOD reason for it, I guess I'll let it slide. You're both just lucky he didn't recognize you! And the fact that he's hysterical probably helped... The police didn't believe that 'a guy with big hair blew up his car' anyway."
"My hair is not big." Vejita crossed his arms over his chest and scowled. Bulma laughed.
"You're too much, Vejita. Anyways, I'll see you guys later, alright?" Bulma waved as she got into her car and sped off.
"...Mom's going the wrong way."
"Wait." Trunks waited, and soon enough they heard a loud screeching and Bulma sped by them again, waving.
~~~~
About 2 hours later, Gohan freaked out when he saw that it was 8:05. Goten and Trunks exchanged quick good-byes, and Gohan snatched Goten up and took off into the sky. Trunks and Vejita wandered around for another half an hour, and decided they'd visited all the important houses. They headed back to Capsule Corp., and when they got there they saw Bulma giving a large amount of candy to one of the kids.
The kid thanked her and ran in their direction. "Hey, ghost! That lady at Capsule Corp. is giving all the candy she has to the next kid at her door!"
"Really?" Trunks blinked at the door her kaasan had been standing in, and got an idea. "Tousan, will you help me get the last bit of that candy?" Vejita arched his eyebrow.
"Why don't you just go get it now?"
"Kaasan won't give it to me! And she always gives away the best candy..."
"...Fine. How do you plan on doing it?"
"Well... I'll need a costume..."
15 minutes later....
"You look retarded." Trunks sighed through the large mask.
"Probably... But this is the only costume she won't recognize me in."
"You still look retarded."
"She won't recognize me! Really!"
"Whatever. Get it over with."
"You have to hide. It won't work if she sees you." Vejita walked over to the tree, and stood so he was out of view. Trunks grinned behind the huge mask he was wearing, and scrambled over to the door. He made sure to ring the doorbell ONCE, and changed his voice as his mom answered the door.
"TRICK-OR-TREAT!"
"Oh my... What an... interesting mask." Bulma arched her eyebrow at the mask staring back at her.
"It's Mr. Satan. He's my HERO! He saved the world you know. Those guys with blonde hair COULD HAVE if they didn't waste so much time on special effects and had actually FOUGHT with Cell! Oh, and if Mr. Satan hadn't slipped and fell, that would have been over a lot sooner." When Trunks saw the look on his mother's face after his speech, it was everything he could do to stop from doubling over then and there. He could practically see Vejita scowling at him.
"Well.. that's.... wonderful. Here you go, last bag of candies left!" Bulma faked a smile and dumped the contents of the bowl in the bag. "See you next year!" she yelled, before slamming the door in his face. Trunks scampered over to where Vejita was. He ripped the mask off and slammed it on the ground, jumping on it a few times.
"That was funny. Kaasan's face got all red..."
"Yeah. Great. Whatever. Put your ghost costume back on so we can get inside."
"Okay."
~~~~
"Wow Trunks! Look at all that candy!"
"Yeah Kaasan, we did great."
"Don't eat it all tonight."
"I won't." Trunks scampered into his room, closing the door.
"Oh, Vejita?" Bulma called, wandering into the kitchen. Sure enough, there he was.
"What now, woman?" Vejita scowled at her, wondering why she was bothering him so much lately.
"That was nice of you, Vejita."
"....Yeah. Right." Vejita started to walk past her, but she grabbed his arm. He glared at her, but his expression changed when he saw the look on her face.
"Why did you buy that Mr. Satan costume?"
"What?!"
"Trunks came to the door in a Mister Satan costume, and babbled on about how great he is. You were standing by the tree." Vejita looked shocked. How did she know..?
"Well... I think it was sweet of you to help him out like that. And I hope you'll do it again next year..."
"Woman."
"Hm?"
"...Baka woman." With nothing more to say, Vejita gave her one last look before walking towards their room - sandwich in hand.
