The Modern Generation
Chapter 1: Expectations: Part II
Last time on The Modern Generation Weye was outclassed by his companions and their might. He pondered away and depression filled the young child's heart. But afterwards he recovered and joined his companions. What is expected from them in the future? Find out now as the chapter continues....
The three boys talked fluently as time passed but hunger struck the three children and they didn't hesitate to point it out.
"No way daddy can beat Jyron's daddy with one kick !" Goshi argued.
"He cannot ! I've seen Jyron's daddy fight in some home videos and he kicked your daddy's butt !" replied Weye sticking his tongue out in the process.
"Hey guys I'm hungry. What do you say we go to the barbeque and get a hot dog or something?" Jyron moaned holding his angry stomach.
Then a large growl erupted which made Weye jump.
"What was that?" stammered Weye as he moved into fighting position. He couldn't be scared now. He will be much braver than his companions yes he will.
"Heh I guess I'm hungry too." said Goshi grinning wildly.
Weye sighed in exasperation. "Come on let's get a hot dog." said Jyron motioning them forward as Weye and Goshi eagerly followed him , each licking their lips in desire to feel the mouth watering taste of meat on their tongues.
The three young playmates made their way to the backyard of the Capsule corp mansion and walked through the crowd of people that were known as the Z fighters, some as former Z fighters. They occasionally bumped into one or two (only Jyron had the decency to apologize) but finally made their way to the core of the party.
"Gran'ma Gran'ma we're hungry !" cried Goshi and Jyron as they tugged on their once glamerous grandmother's skirt. Their stomachs also agreed as they made a loud echoing growl. So loud that the whole party of people looked around to see who it was.
Jyron and Goshi smiled nervously and then turned to their grandmother. "Here you go boys. Do you want one Weye?" she asked the unnoticable boy. "Yes please." he said politely to the female genius. Her hair was grey now and her eyes had become greyer. Her face was wrinkled and she had pores around her eyes, she was much kinder than before. She was no longer obnoxious except to Vegeta who needed a firm hand to control.
The three playmates wolfed down their hot dogs. But the saiyans' apetites were larger than young Weye's. So he wandered away once more.
'I wonder where my daddy is.' thought the boy his spikes brushing by Yajirobe's oversized stomach.
Young Weye trotted through the crowd and finally saw the three eyed man conversing with Yamcha and Marron. Yamcha had let his hair grow again but it was less spikier than before. His stomach had grown and he let himself go a little. His wife
was as attractive as ever, she was much more mature now but still as innocent as ever. Yamcha was proud to have such a caring wife.
"Daddy Daddy Daddy" exclaimed Weye hugging his foster father preciously as if he was going to be stolen away from him. Tien hadn't changed a bit only he slouched a little now and his aura had decreased but he was still the same diligent fighter we all know and love.
"Hey Weye." exclaimed Tien as he lifted the boy up high into the air. Their bond was beyond any father and son. He showed more love to his foster son than Goku or Vegeta ever showed to theirs and Weye doubled it and returned it.
"Are you having fun playing with Jyron and Goshi?" asked Tien playfully.
"Yeah but I wantcha to teach me some new tricks so that I can beat them." he chirped in ambition.
Meanwhile Yamcha was dumbfounded by the way his former comrade was acting. He had never seen this side of Tien in his life and he doubted that even his closest companion, Chiaotsu had ever seen it until recently.
Tien on the other hand didn't feel any change at all. He loved Weye more than life itself and he would do anything ot make his happy and satisfied. He didn't care if Weye was his foster son, he had never once thought of him that way.
Finally after half and hour had passed Tien released the child and continued his previous conversation.
Weye trotted back to Jyron and Goshi as they sat and munched on a couple of apples.
At that moment Vegeta, the saiyan prince, once glorious entered the scene. He let his hair grow back to its original form and shaved his mustashe. His hair had gone partially grey, a few grey hairs here and there. However his aura still emitted authority and pride something that Jyron had partially inherited. He walked with great
displeasure on his face and walked to his wife and the group of people she was talking to.
The three children had stopped eating and stood in fear of the noble prince. Even his grandsons were afraid of their relative. His high temper made their little hearts tremble with anxiety.
The adults discussed and soon their discussion led to the three young prospects.
"They're progressing well. I bet they'll even become greater than us." commented Trunks.
"hah I wouldn't count on it boy! At their age you and Kakarot's second born were already super saiya-jins. As for the human well....let's just say old baldy here (kurillin's hair fell out) would look like Frieza next to him. I'm disgraced to call them our successors." spat Vegeta. He had become ruder ever since Goku died, due to the frustration of failure to exceed the third class's power.
"I dunno, I think they might grow strong in the future." retorted kurillin.
"hah what do you know?! That's what you said about that kakarott's granddaughter and look at her now. She nothing compaed to Trunks and Kakarott's boy." Vegeta said finalizing his judgement as they all nodded in agreement.
Little did they know Weye had overheard their discussion was and was most displeased. He had eavesdropped eagerly and was hurt by Vegeta's predicaments. Jyron and Goshi were too busy munching their apples to hear anything so Weye decided to keep it that way. He was looking forward to his next training session so that he could prove Vegeta wrong......
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Yeah yeah i know BOOORING chapter. Don't deny it majinkei or I'll snap you out of it. Anyway one more boring chapter to go. The purpose of this part is to emit the pride and expectations they had for the prospects. Anyway one more part to go in this chapter until things start to lighten up a bit.
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