Trunks was going to have words with that scheming wizard; mostly because if he used his fists he wouldn't guarantee the safety of George's nose. Once he got loose that is.
The damn prankster had caught him unaware with a spell, blindfolded and gagged him, and then done something to the damn ropes because Trunks couldn't break 'em. He'd been trying for the last 10 minutes at least. George had removed the spell as soon as he had Trunks tied up securely. "Sorry Mate, 's for your own good! Promise."
Damn magic.
Which is how Trunks found himself securely tied up from head to toe, leaning against a wall, in the dark. Against metal and wood paneling, and he could guess it was a closet on the ship. Not too far down from the kitchen, his nose told him, between the scent of spices and cleaning supplies.
"Don't worry, you'll be free soon! Just gotta get the right person to do so!" There hadn't been much space in the...whatever it was space...before Trunks was shoved in and the only saving grace was that he wasn't that tall. George had shoved something against his chest and the ropes there, before closing the door and Trunks could feel the other's ki signature receding.
Oh yes, there would be words--and hopefully Trunks could keep his temper so he didn't break either his friends' face OR his wand for this.
Pranking for a good cause!
The damn prankster had caught him unaware with a spell, blindfolded and gagged him, and then done something to the damn ropes because Trunks couldn't break 'em. He'd been trying for the last 10 minutes at least. George had removed the spell as soon as he had Trunks tied up securely. "Sorry Mate, 's for your own good! Promise."
Damn magic.
Which is how Trunks found himself securely tied up from head to toe, leaning against a wall, in the dark. Against metal and wood paneling, and he could guess it was a closet on the ship. Not too far down from the kitchen, his nose told him, between the scent of spices and cleaning supplies.
"Don't worry, you'll be free soon! Just gotta get the right person to do so!" There hadn't been much space in the...whatever it was space...before Trunks was shoved in and the only saving grace was that he wasn't that tall. George had shoved something against his chest and the ropes there, before closing the door and Trunks could feel the other's ki signature receding.
Oh yes, there would be words--and hopefully Trunks could keep his temper so he didn't break either his friends' face OR his wand for this.