Comedy Central Presents: Trunks Briefs-Vegeta

Comedy Central Presents: Trunks Briefs-Vegeta

Comedy Central Presents: Trunks Briefs-Vegeta

By

Mari (A.K.A Maricc and Maric)

Disclaimer: Trunks and all the DBZ-GT characters are the (c) properties of Akira Toriyama. Comedy Central Presents is the (c) property of Rick Mill Productions and Comedy Central.

A/N: Trunks is 28 years old

*Music playing*

Announcer: From Satan City Theater. Comedy Central Presents: Trunks Briefs-Vegeta!

*Trunks runs up on stage that has a backdrop set of former Planet Vegeta.*

Crowd: *cheers*

Trunks: Hello, my name is Trunks and yes this is my real hair color. *Sarcastic smirk*

Crowd: *laughs*

Trunks: I'm glad you like it. I hate my hair color. I think my mom was eating too many grapes when she was pregnant with me.

Crowd: *more laughs*

Trunks: I'm serious. She must've had grape cravings. How did she get them I better not want to know. I wish I had my dad's hair. All cool and black and spiky. But my dad said *doing his impression of Vegeta* a pure blooded Saiyan's receives his/her hairstyle from the day he/she is born. *Goes back to himself* Well I guess this means that his mom was eating hair products when she was pregnant with him.

Crowd: *even more laughs*

Trunks: My best friend said *doing his impression of Goten* "Well why don't you dye your hair black and you might look like ieither one of the Backstreet Boys or N*SYNC." *Being himself* No I won't. I would look like Moe Howard of Three Stooges.

Crowd: *laughs*

Trunks: But I did try to dye my hair black once, then I try to spike it up. But when I try to, some things went wrong. Like the dye keeps running down my back and the mousse and gel turns it into black paste. It looked like I was putting tar in my hair.

Crowd: *laughs a little*

Trunks: And to top it off, my hair dryer exploded from the overload of trying to dry the dye, gel, and mousse barrier.

Crowd: Aww...

Trunks: *sarcastic* Thank you for your sympathy.

Crowd: *quiet laugh*

Trunks: Well the good news is that I had my hair spiked up. The bad news it looked like a giant spider that got caught in my

father's ki blast attacks.

Crowd: *laughs*

Trunks: I'm glad that you find it funny. My mom screamed bloody murder when she saw me like that.

Crowd: *laughs more*

Trunks: And what does every mother do when her child suffers of self-hair injuries.

Crowd: They took us to a hair parlor.

Trunks: That's right, they took us the emergency hair parlor. The siren of our car went *does his imitation of a car siren*

EEEWWWEEEWWWEEEWWW!

Crowd: *laugh*

Trunks: The staff of hairstylists had to carry me on a salon chair.

Crowd: *laugh*

Trunks: *doing his impression of the hairstylist emergency team* Code Red! Code Red! We got a self-hair injury victim here! Give him conditioner and send out the specialist! Stat!

Crowd: *laughs more*

Trunks: My mom was right behind and shouting *doing his impression of Bulma when she panics* Oh Please Dear Dende! Save My Baby!

Crowd: *eruption of laughs*

Trunks: They took me to this room where it has white marble tile on the floor and sink. And there were mirrors all around. Now my hair injury can scare people off in different directions.

Crowd: *laugh*

Trunks: Now everyone knows that all these hair parlors have a lot of good hairstylist and at least one derange hairstylist that

thinks he or she is a genius but who should never go near a pair of scissors. Guess who I ended up with. *The Vegeta like sarcastic smirk*

Crowd: *laughing for figuring out whom Trunks got*

Trunks: That's right! I got the derange one!

Crowd: *laugh, hooted, and applauded*

Trunks: He was dressed in brightly neon psychedelic colors. His hair was in a curved up tube position. And he walks like he has a Mega wedgie in his @$$. *Walks with one foot in front of the other and twisting his hips*

Crowd: *laughs*

Trunks: *stops walking* And he talks like the underwear has gotten all the way in. *does his impression of the hairstylist* Well Hi there!

Crowd: *laughs more*

Trunks: *still doing his hairstylist impression* Oh poor poor boy! It seems that you have an unfortunate accident. Well never fear! I, The Great Revlon, shall relieve you from your suffering!

Crowd: *bigger laughs*

Trunks: *back as himself* So he started working on my hair. You think that this guy would at least fix my hair, right? Wrong! It looked worst than before!