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Trunks brushed aside those thoughts and gave his full attention to the conversion. Piccolo and Krilin, eventually drifted over to the group too. Previously they had been keeping an eye on Bulma and Vegeta to make sure no serious violence erupted for Bulma’s sake, but they seemed to be having fun arguing.

After pleasantly chatting with Gohan as well as Tien, Chaotzu, Piccolo, and Krillin for a few minutes, Yamcha came over and wanted to talk to him.

“Hey, um guy? Sorry I don’t know your name. Can I talk to you for a minute? I think I can help you with your problem. ”

“Sure, I guess.” Trunks excused himself from the group and followed Yamcha over to yet another rock formation. Even though he kept his cool in front of the others, he was beginning to panic. Oh god, what now? Yamcha better not be thinking of hitting on him too. Fortunately for Trunks’ nerves, that was not the case.

“Look, I just wanted to apologize for Vegeta and Bulma’s behavior. I know that those two can be difficult to deal with. I can’t vouch for Vegeta, but Bulma is actually a good person once you get to know her.”

“Yeah, I guess you’re right. At least she apologized about the whole thing.”

“Glad to hear it! Use this if you ever have a difficult time with them again.” Yamcha handed Trunks some brown paper bags.

Seeing the confused look on Trunks’ face, Yamcha said, “You’re supposed to breathe into them. Like hyperventilation. It’s really helped me. I live with them you know, and sometimes it gets pretty crazy.”

“Thank you,” Trunks grabbed one of the bags and started using it in that manner. After a little while, he stopped.

“You know, I feel a little bit better. Thanks, Yamcha.”

Just then, a space pod came hurtling to the ground, at the exact spot and
time that Trunks had said. Son Goku emerged from the pod and was greeted by the uproarious cheering of his friends and son. After showing off his new teleportation technique, he stepped aside to have a private conversation with Trunks.

Goku was amazing, just like his mom---the one from his timeline, not his young mom had said. Trunks handed him the anti-viral drugs for his upcoming heart virus. With Goku around to fight the androids, there might be hope for this timeline. Furthermore, Trunks could complete his real purpose, which was to find some weakness in the mechanical monsters so he could destroy them in his timeline and set his world free. That was, after he went home and had a cold hard drink that wasn’t beer. Trunks’ mother had given him the capsule fridge and the drinks, but he could get his own alcohol.

Sure, he was technically still a minor but it so happened that most people didn’t care so much about accidentally or purposefully selling alcohol to minors when they had to deal with marauding androids. It wasn’t like society had much law and order anymore, and what little authority figures that remained seemed more interested in building weapons in a desperate attempt to fight the androids and supporting the remaining population as best as they could with limited resources, than under-aged drinking.

Trunks’ parents both hitting on him, even if it was accidental, and even if Bulma had apologized was just way too much him to deal with. Trunks wondered how he would look his mother in the eye when he got back home and if he would even exist in this timeline, since Bulma and Vegeta seemed much more interested in him than each other. He wouldn’t fade out of existence like in that old movie he saw, but it was still possible that he wouldn’t exist here. He wondered how he would explain that one to his mom. 'Hey mom, I managed to save that other timeline and kill the androids here, but unfortunately I don’t exist over there because you and dad in the past were more interested in me than each other.'

Just thinking about it gave Trunks a headache. Hopefully after he left his parents would get together like they were supposed to. Either way, the “Hey I’m your son from the future,” conversation would still need to happen in three years for them and a couple of months for him. It was going to be difficult.

“Can I have a hint about who you are? I promise to keep it a secret. I think it’s really neat that there’s more strong guys like you in the future,” Goku said.

“Okay. I will tell you, but you can only tell the others about when the androids will be here. My mother is a scientist who specializes in robotics and machines. My father was one of the last full-blooded Saiyans,” Trunks glanced unsubtly over to where Bulma and Vegeta were still arguing over which one of them was hotter.

“Bulma and Vegeta?! I didn’t see than one coming. I always thought she’d stick with Yamcha since they’ve been together since we were all kids. I wonder why she dumped him.”

Trunks looked over to the rest of the group where Yamcha was shaking his head in disbelief and annoyance and his parents’ behavior.

“Maybe the breakup wasn’t her idea,” Trunks cared deeply about his mother and since the androids had murdered Gohan, she was the only living person he loved. However, having met his younger mother as well as his father for the first time that he could remember, Trunks was having that moment that happens to all children when they grow up and realize that their parents aren’t saintly and perfect.

“I guess Bulma and Vegeta are both kind of angry and scary and that’s why,” Goku looked like he was giving the manner some serious thought.

“Or maybe they just have something in common, where they like to hit on their son from the future,” Trunks shuddered.

“They tried to beat you up? Oh, you mean the kind where they try to make you be their boyfriend.”

“Yep.” (How interesting that both Goku and Gohan described the situation in the exact same way.)

“And you can’t tell them they’re really your parents---”

Trunks finished his sentence for him. “Because then I might not exist in this timeline if I do. I will tell them in three years after hopefully I have been born here. It’s going to be difficult.”

“Don’t worry! You’ve been fighting those androids for so long, I’m sure you can handle this. Maybe eventually you can look back on it and laugh.”

Seeing how upset Trunks looked, Goku attempted to cheer him up by patting him on the shoulder.

That was a nice gesture for Goku to make, but it didn’t go over well with Bulma and Vegeta, as they now viewed him as competition. Sure, she had apologized to him and agreed not to hit on him anymore, but damned if she was going to let Goku of all people steal her possible new boyfriend. (Bad enough she had to compete with Vegeta.) “Hey mystery boy, he’s married you know!”

Vegeta also took note of his “new competition” and glared at Goku. “You bastard Kakarrot! Go back home to your wife and stop trying to take what’s mine.”

“Not this again…” Trunks groaned.

“I’m not hitting on him. I’m just trying to cheer him up because he was upset that you two kept hitting on him,” Goku yelled. “You two are being a little ridiculous right now.”

“I wasn’t doing anymore flirting. I was just warning him that you were married. I don’t want him to get his feelings hurt because I’m a good person,” Bulma crossed her arms.

“That’s a bit of a stretch in logic, even for you,” Yamcha laughed.

“You stay out of this! I know where you live!”

After an awkward silence, Trunks said, “Anyway, I need to go back. My mom will want to hear the good news. I will be here in three years, or a few months for me.”

Farewells were exchanged and Trunks un-capsulated his time machine and climbed aboard. Bulma managed to forget about her crush for a minute to fawn over the craftsmanship and build of the time machine. Trunks supposed that after he came back in three years he should let her look at it as much as she wanted, since she technically invented it.

Afterwards, Goku and Piccolo discussed the upcoming threat with everyone. After telling Bulma about what a good mom she would make, they all went their separate ways to train, occasionally meeting up to train together.

The above comment is supposed to be part 4. Forgot to change the title.

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Author Note: Part 4