Son and daughter having 'The Talk' with Mom

[fighting4afuture]

Who: Bulma, Bulla, and Trunks
Where: Bulma's capsule house(?)
When: May 1st (what is this thing you call backdating)
Style: Action
Status: Closed

[Trunks had really intended to break this earlier, but he simply hadn't known how. The mindset of hiding his identity that he'd taken on when he traveled to the past wasn't the best policy here--but he honestly couldn't help it.

He'd talked with Gohan days ago and had decided that it would be for the best to just...tell them, but hadn't gotten around to it.

And now everything was blowing up, just like Gohan said it would. At least he could try to contain the fallout.

Knock knock, Mom.]

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[vulgarwoman]

[Oh hey, she wasn't expecting the chilluns to pop by.

Not that it's a bad thing! Bulma likes having guests over, it sure as heck beats being alone trying to find things to pass the time.]

Hey! Come on in, you guys. Let me go get you something to drink. You like soda? Maybe water?

[Definitely isn't going to offer coffee or beer. That's hers.]

[candidblue]

[ She shakes her head, walking through the door. She would try to be more cheerful, but thinking about talk they were about to have...yeaaaahhh she's so not looking forward to this. ]

No. No, I'm good. Thanks for offering, though.

[fighting4afuture]

[Well, there goes playing non-chalant. Sigh. Might as well get down to it.]

There's something we need to talk to you about. Honestly, I should have told you earlier.

[vulgarwoman]

[...That sure is a mood drop. Trunks usually has an air of gloominess, but when it's hanging around Bulla too something is definitely wrong.

She nods and gestures at the chairs in the living room.]

Okay then...have a seat, kids, let's talk.

[candidblue]

[ It's the bad news bears, and boy do they have some news for you.

But yeahhh, she'll just go and sit down. Awkwardly. Because this is awkward. ]

[fighting4afuture]

[He really is the best at bringing the mood down.

Sigh. Sure, leave all this to big brother. Appreciate it, sis. Feel free to chime in any time.

Trunks sits, also fidgeting a little because seriously how does he go about this aside from just...outright saying it. God it's the talk with Vegeta all over again and he didn't much like it the first time around either. At least he'll wait for Bulma to sit before speaking, because she'll want to be sitting when this bomb drops.]

This is going to sound ridiculous, but...it's time I told you, we told you, the truth. Bulla and I aren't completely human. We're both half Saiyan, like Gohan...

[Yup, all the grace and tact of a buttered-up bull in a china shop.]

...and Vegeta is our father.

[Well that was to-the-point.]

1/6 awwww here goes--

[vulgarwoman]

[It's a drop, all right.

First her stomach drops.]

[vulgarwoman]

[Then her mind tries to catch up with her feelings and supply a logical explanation for what she's just been told.

It's impossible, isn't it? Her? Him? He was cagey and rude and probably violent since that's all his kind expected anyone of their ilk to do...

In a way he was attractive, she supposes, but he seems a little young and, well...sure, Trunks could have been an accident, but Bulla...?]

[vulgarwoman]

[...A monster like that couldn't love anyone. And Bulma was quite certain that she couldn't bring herself to love someone like him. If that was so, what sort of father was he to their children (if he was even in their lives at all!)?]

[vulgarwoman]

[And Yamcha...huh. Guess they finally called it quits for good.]

[vulgarwoman]

[Finally, Bulma stands from her seat and calmly—or seemingly so—goes down the hall to her room, where she emerges a few seconds later with a pack of cigarettes in her hand. She hates the idea of doing this around her children, but she needs something to calm her nerves.

At least before sitting back down again and lighting her cigarette she takes the time to open a window.]

[vulgarwoman]

...I can see why you kept that from me. I guess it would have been too much to ask to keep it from me for a little longer.

7/7 durr I can't count

[vulgarwoman]

Then again, you both let me think something else entirely. If you were living with me, you'd be so grounded.

[...A sigh as she puts out the cigarette in an ashtray on the coffee table. That moment didn't last long.]

But I'm not going to worry about it. No way. Timelines are very impressionable; I will probably have time to come to terms with it. Or have it not happen at all.

[She already has it in her mind that Bulla and Trunks might not come to be in the timeline she's from, hell, why not never meeting or becoming involved with Vegeta at all? It was simple.]

1/2

[candidblue]

[ She leans over to whisper not-so-quietly at Trunks: ]

You couldn't have cushioned the blow? Just a little?

[ BOYS. ]

[candidblue]

[ And she sighs, watching her mother and listening to what she says. She wants to protest--I didn't know about that until just recently!--But that's dumb, and she doesn't want to place all the blame on Trunks. That wouldn't be cool and hey, siblings stick together, don't they? She wouldn't be able to call herself his sister if she did that.

'Or have it not happen at all'. Yeah, that. She doesn't want to think about that. So she'll just... ]

Hey, he's...different, in the future. I mean, he's still kind of rough around the edges, but he's a good dad. I mean, he makes sure creepy guys don't hit on me, and he takes me shopping whenever I want, so...[ Don't write him off just yet?


UGH, MAN. Why does this have to be so weird, awkward, and just...difficult. ]

[fighting4afuture]

[He'll just give Bulla a look indicating 'YEAH HOW DID YOU EXPECT ME TO DO THAT.'

But he'd be all for taking the blame, 'cause he tends to do that. He sighs.]

You did see something in him, I know that. But you're right...timelines certainly are impressionable. That's one of the reasons I didn't say anything at first--when I time-traveled, you--the future you--made sure to drill into me not to take any chances that could damage the timeline.

[vulgarwoman]

[Yeup totally ignoring the "he's actually a good guy!" schtick, Bulma Briefs has officially left for holiday on DE-NIAL.]

You traveled through time, Trunks? [It certainly sounds like something she'd make sure to press onto anyone before sending them off through the wibbly-wobbly stream of time.] Why? There's no way I would have done something like that for the sake of an experiment.

[Bulma Briefs was a lot of things; proud, stubborn, curious...but she was not someone that would tamper with time willy-nilly. Especially not if it meant possibly endangering her own flesh and blood.]

[candidblue]

Yeah, it must have been something big...[ She's actually pretty sure she knows. Not exactly, of course, but that dream Trunks had had...well, it spoke volumes. ]

[fighting4afuture]

[Trunks sighs softly. Hiding the truth hasn't gotten him anywhere so far, and...well, it was pointless. He'd seen so many changes to what he knew, even if anything he said here would affect the timeline, he was just as blind as anyone else now. And that was assuming that they'd remember anything that happened here whenever they were thrown back home.

Then again, he wasn't sure he wanted to get into it now. Not after what they'd just revealed.

...but trying to dodge it now would just be disingenuous, and unlikely to stand. By the time he's gathered all his thoughts, the gloom is back.]

The timeline I'm from--the one parallel to Bulla's--is exactly how you saw on the network. There's basically nothing left. Everything's been destroyed. There's probably only ten thousand people left alive, maybe fifteen. Most of us live underground. All of Earth's fighters are gone, except for me.

[He lets out a breath. This is a lot harder to talk about than he thought it would be.]

You...Mom...invented the time machine so I could go back and deliver the cure for the heart virus that killed Goku, to give everyone a better chance to survive, and maybe find a way to defeat the androids in our own time.

[Just talking about it is emotionally exhausting, and he hadn't even begun to get into everything.]

[vulgarwoman]

[Kami. When she had said that he could tell her everything when he was ready, she didn't know that...

Goku's dead? Everyone except her and Trunks are dead? (But where does that leave Gohan?)]

Oh, honey...

[Her carton of cigarettes and lighter are dropped to the floor as Bulma gets up and approaches Trunks, leaning down a bit to be at level with him.]

The androids will be defeated. Everything will be all right as long as Goku's around. [She says that from the bottom of her heart, of course everything will always turn out fine when Goku's around. He's the strongest person in the world.] Now...getting back to the subject of your father, I guess I should be more cautious around that guy then.

[candidblue]

[ Suddenly she feels sort of uncomfortable. She knows the androids don't get defeated, at least not in the sense they're probably thinking. 18 marries Krillin. She's her friends mom, and she's sure if she says something about that it'll be met with a negative reaction from one of the two.

And then all this stuff with her dad. Was it selfish of her, to want everything to be okay? For her family to somehow pull together and act more like...well, a family? Not just Her, Trunks, and Bulma, but Vegeta too. Dad's not a bad guy. Maybe I can show them that, somehow.

Ugh, why is everything so frustrating?

She frowns, thinking more than responding to what's going on. She doesn't really...know what to say. ]

Yeah, as long as Goku's around...

[fighting4afuture]

[Hey, you don't have to convince him of Vegeta being essentially a good, if conflicted, guy. Trunks still has a bit of hero worship going on re: dad and will forgive him nearly anything.

18, however...probably not, even if he could accept the different timelime as excusing her.]

...yeah. Sorry, it's a lot to hear.

[vulgarwoman]

Don't worry about it, Trunks. I'm not happy with any of what you're telling me, sure, but it's...necessary for me to know.

[Not sure if referring to the baby daddy aspect or the bad end aspect.]

[candidblue]

Yeah, it's...probably better to let it out now, instead of keep all that to yourself, you know?