Chapter 2

 

The day before.

Tea was speeding through the Western Capitol on his newly stolen motorcycle. It was a good motorcycle, though the engines were making way too much noise. But that ws just the way Tea liked it. Behind him, his sister was hanging on for dear life. But he knew she enjoyed the speed too.

They reached their hideout, a small abandoned apartment in the outskirts of the city. They'd wandered from place to place after their mother was killed in one of the cyborgs' random attacks, but return here from time to time. Tea turned to his sister, Supper.

"Y'know, it would've been a perfect heist if you didn't have to stop and 'donate' our hard-earned cash to an old lady who was actually a cop in disguise." He berated her.

"Well she just looked so poor. I felt sorry for her." Supper said.

His sister had always been soft-hearted, like their mother when she was in her 'black hair mode'. He, on the other hand, had inherited their mother's other side, right up to his blond hair and his tendency to rob banks and jewelry stores.

"Well did you have to do it right outside the bank, with the cops surrounding us??!"

"Aww...c'mon Tea. I got us out, didn't I?" she answered back.

It was true. After they were locked up, she suddenly produced their cell keys , unlocked the door and they sneaked out.

"The stupid cop never even realized he lost his keys. I replaced them afterwards," she chuckled. Pickpocketing was easy for her. Her movements are quick, and she's got extra sharp eyesight, thanks to her third eye. Got it from their dad, their mom had said.

"Hmph. Fine. But now we got no money and no food." He pointed out as he opened their food capsule which was empty. Capsule...hmmm....

"Hey Supper! I got a great idea. If you feel too bad about robbing off poor people, why don't we go rob a rich woman's house?" he asked her, rubbing his hands excitedly, already thinking of the cash they'd find in Capsule Corporation. Bulma was probably the richest person in the world. Why didn't he think of robbing her house sooner, he thought to himself. His sister wasn't so enthusiastic. She never was very eager about his plans whenever it concerns robbery, even if it wasn't armed robbery or anything dangerous like that.

"I dunno Tea. Who is it this time?" she asked.

"Bulma. Owns Capsule Corporation, so she's *very* rich. She probably wouldn't even notice if we took a couple of thousand zenis." Tea tried to convince his sister.

"Bulma? Haven't I heard the name before?" Supper frowned, trying to remember.

"Well duh! She's been all over the news since the cyborgs disappeared. Virtually all the rebuilding projects are financed by her," he informed his sometimes clueless sister.

She still wasn't convinced. "If she's been helping people, then maybe we shouldn't be robbing her . Besides, I think I heard of her name from Mom," Supper said, still frowning.

"So we just take a few hundred zenis. She wouldn't notice," Tea said. In his head, he's multiplying the figure by another hundred. "Besides, maybe she and Mom did know each other. If she's in you could maybe ask her."

Supper now seemed like she genuinely wanted to meet Bulma. Tea didn't, however. When you go robbing somebody's house you're not supposed to stop by for a chat with the 'host'. Besides, didn't Bulma have a son?  Bulma by herself should be no problem if she put up a fight, but what about her son?

"OK! When do we go?" This is one of the few times Supper was actually eager to go robbing.

"Umm..er..tonight." Tea hoped that nobody would be at home when they come to call.
 


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