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Closed Log--"So I bought some rings...."
Who: Trunks, Bulma, Vegeta, Devero
Where: Quiet Carriage
When: Nebula 4ish, Evening
What: Trunks has been having some serious thoughts, and wants to discuss them with his family.
Warnings: Cuteness, potential language?
It hadn't been too hard to find his mother and father, or Devero, and ask them all to meet with him. It had been harder to find a time, and then to keep Cassie from knowing too much. Since it concerned her.
Nor could Trunks say why he was nervous, really. At least about this. But their mission--where Chaos had kidnapped them, had given him things to think about. And...he was curious, considering his parents were clearly different than what he'd grown up with. Dev was also from an entirely different world, and Trunks wanted his input too.
So he waited, in a quiet carriage, carrying the small box he'd ordered from the train store.
Where: Quiet Carriage
When: Nebula 4ish, Evening
What: Trunks has been having some serious thoughts, and wants to discuss them with his family.
Warnings: Cuteness, potential language?
It hadn't been too hard to find his mother and father, or Devero, and ask them all to meet with him. It had been harder to find a time, and then to keep Cassie from knowing too much. Since it concerned her.
Nor could Trunks say why he was nervous, really. At least about this. But their mission--where Chaos had kidnapped them, had given him things to think about. And...he was curious, considering his parents were clearly different than what he'd grown up with. Dev was also from an entirely different world, and Trunks wanted his input too.
So he waited, in a quiet carriage, carrying the small box he'd ordered from the train store.
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Bulma's a little too curious for her own good about these things. Ever since receiving the invitation, she's been racking her brains for possibilities on what he could be wanting to talk about. Of course, there is the obvious, but she doesn't want to assume something and have the opposite be what's actually going on here.
She knocks on the door jam before entering, waving lightly.
"Hey! Dad's following behind. He was showering off after his training."
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So it's a couple of minutes after Bulma's arrival that Vegeta joins them, having changed into more causal clothing than his armor, and greeting his son. "Trunks."
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"I appreciate you both taking the time." Reaching up and rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. How did he start this? Did he want to wait for Devero?
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“I’m your mother, Trunks. What else am I going to spend time on other than you?” Bulla isn’t on the train, and her first child, otherwise known as Vegeta, is mostly behaving. Speaking of, Vegeta is greeted by his wife with a little smile as she pats the seat next to her, inviting him.
As if Vegeta would sit anywhere else, but oh well.
Devero’s appearance gains a wave, Bulma of course smiling as she does so.
“Well, we haven’t even started so I think you’re safe.”
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"What's going on?" It's in a neutral tone, curious for more information on their little meet up.
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As soon as Trunks mentions rings, Devero's eyes light up. He gasps, hands flying up to cover his mouth. "No! You did?!"
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Bulma … well. She has her own thoughts as to what Trunks could be telling them. She is herself, after all - her mind immediately goes places it maybe shouldn’t. Or at least to things far more dramatic than her family may actually participate in.
Her legs cross, one over the other, leaning toward Vegeta, as Trunks begins.
… Of course, it’s much less than she expected.
Bulma’s reaction is maybe not what Trunks would expect, a hand landing on Vegeta’s strong thigh as she turns to look at him. She tries to hold it together, she really does -
But eventually she’s giggling, facing her husband, brows raised.
“Well, proved me wrong.”
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Then Bulma's. Vegeta glancing to her with a raised brow, a silent moment between them before the corner of his mouth turned up a little in a smirk, then trying to still it again. Her laugh didn't help that though, Vegeta letting out his own huff of a laugh as a quick exhale from between his teeth. "Do we ask?" His voice low, meant for just her, but also not fully trying to hide it from the other two.
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