Still Rambling!
Hey! Look out there! A shooting star!
Wow!
Time to make a wish!
*5
minutes later*
Uh…nothings happening…
Shut
up! You might jinx it!
“Medina?
What on earth are you doing?”
We’re-
Omg
omg!! The picture!!! It’s getting bigger!!
Wha?! Quick! Put it on the floor!
“What
the hell?!”
*Everyone
is staring at future Trunks putting a sword down his throat*
*F.Trunks
senses something wrong with his surroundings and looks around with the sword
still in his throat*
“Holy
cow! That’s…me!”
*Medina
is starring wide eyed at Future Trunks*
*F.Trunks’
eyes widen at the sight of Medina and GT Trunks and starts choking on the sword*
Oh
no! Trunks!
*runs
over to help him*
*The
sword is taken out*
‘Uh…thanks.”
*he blushes*
Are
you ok Trunks?
‘Uh…yeah,
I guess so…uh…where am I?’
“I
can tell you that! You’re in the presence of strange, strange young woman, and
I. Yourself.”
‘I-I’m
in the wrong timeline, aren’t I?’
“We’re
both!”
‘But
how?’
“Ask
her.”
*both look at Medina*
Believe me. I have no idea how you two got here. I’m as surprised as you are!
“Suuuure you are. You
planned this whole thing!”
As
if!
“Pshh.
We all know you are complete and utterly obsessed with us! So why wouldn’t
you?!”
‘What?!
Did you say she’s obsessed with us?’
Well
just you actually. *blushes*
*looks
at her wide eyed* ‘Me? But…why?’
*looks
at her feet* Why not?
Wow! He looks even hotter in the flesh! *drool*
Shhhh!!
We don’t want to freak him out!
Ooops…okay.
*F.Trunks
blinks* ‘Huh…who were you talking to?’
*Blushes*
Uh…no one.
“Spare
me Medina! She was talking to- mmph”
*Medina
squeezes GT’s lips together roughly with her fingers and glares at him* One
more word… *remembers
F.T is in presence*
*F.T
looks at her confused*
*Medina
releases GT*
*GT
rubs his lips and glares at Medina with teary eyes* Oww! That hurt!
*Medina
glares at him out the corner of her eye threateningly*
*F.T
looks at GT* ‘…and you were saying?’
*GT
sighes* “Me…she was talking to me.”
*F.T
raises his eyebrow* ‘Oh. Was she…by the way you started out…well it seemed
like you had something more peculiar to say…’ *looks at Medina* ‘but I
must have been wrong.’
*Medina
looks at the floor* yeah…I guess so…
*F.T
glances at her up and down* ‘Medina…are you always this shy?’
“Pshh!
Her? Shy? Don’t make me laugh!”
*Medina
blushes*
‘Well
that’s the way it looks. Why? Why is it hard for you to believe?’
“Hey,
no offence, but I think I know her a little more than you do pal.”
*Quietly* You don’t know me at all then. If you did, you’ll know I AM shy…well depending on the person...
"Oh spare me. Next your going to tell me your not really obsessed with us, that you just admire us. I’m not stupid."
Yeah,
you’re just plain brainless. It’s not your fault. *Medina rolls her eyes*
Pshh…and you wondered why I prefer Future Trunks to you!
*GT
glares at Medina* “Whatever. WHATEVER!”
*FT
sweat drops* ‘I sense a little hostility here…’
*Medina
and GT swing around to face FT* “YOU THINK?!”
*FT
jerks back at the sudden outburst*
*Mutters*
No shit Sherlock.
*Massive
sweat drop* ‘Uh…maybe I should go…’ *starts to back away*
“NOOOO!!!”
*GT lunges at Trunks and grabs his ankles* “YOU CAN’T LEAVE ME ALONE WITH
HER!!!” *points a shaking finger at Medina* “YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT SHE’S
LIKE!!”
*FT
averts his gaze from the whimpering GT to a very innocent looking Medina and
looks back down at GT* ‘Man you’re paranoid! I can’t believe I’m
you…or you’re me…or whatever. You’re a Saiyan and you’re afraid of
someone like her?’
*GT
freezes by his words* *He gets up and chuckles fakely* “Pshh. Afraid of her?
Of course not…uh heh…I was only joking.”