B!T<hEs and gentlemen! It's showtime!
Hurry, hurry, step right up! Here's the mascot( and guard) of the show, Trunks!
*Trunks walks in, waving his hand*
*RyanSon, standing next to Trunks covered with bandages, starts talking* how are ya, trunks?
Trunks- never felt better...looks I did a number on you the other day.
RyanSon-tell me about it...lets get on with the show...first question: what do ya think about pan?
Trunks- uh...she's ok...we've been friends for a while now...
RyanSon- hehe...here's one: will ya marry her?
Trunks-umm...she's...not my...type *loox around*
RyanSon- hehe here's another: how do ya feel about being named after a pair of "trunks"?
Trunks- uh....i'm not answering that...*loox at the snack table, where Goten is stuffing his face*
RyanSon-*looks at where Trunks is looking and runs over to Goten, whispers in Goten's ear, and hands something to Goten, then runs back to his seat* Well, uh...
Goten- you're dead trunks! i wanted to be interviewed!
*goten and trunks start a fight, and trunks gets an easy victory. Then, trunks looks at Ryanson who nervessly walks backstage*