BULMA: grinning with a drink in hand TRUNKS, I need a real man tonight and that is you
chuckles, looking down at the haters Eat our dust, you sorry fucks!
As Bulma and Trunks continue to dance and rap, the bouncy castle suddenly starts to deflate rapidly, causing them to plummet back down to the ground. They land with a loud thud, and both are left dazed and injured.
grunts, rubbing his sore back Fuck, Bulma... that was insane. We really took a hit, huh?
winces, clutching her broken leg Ah, yeah, Trunks, we sure did. Looks like our bouncy joyride came to an abrupt end. Damn, I didn't see that coming.
groans, helping Bulma sit up Shit, Bulma... we need to get checked out. That landing was rough.
winces as she tries to stand, but collapses back to the floor Damn, Trunks, I think my leg is broken. And my arm feels like it's on fire.
grabs Bulma's arm, concerned Shit, Bulma! We need to get you to a hospital, now! Your leg's definitely broken, and that arm... it's bad. Stay with me, okay?
grits her teeth in pain, tears welling up in her eyes Fuck, Trunks, it hurts! Hurry, call 911!
quickly pulls out his phone, dialing 911 On it, Bulma! Hang in there, help is coming!
grabs her purse and searches through it, frantically looking for something Shit, where is it? Come on, come on...
frustrated, searching the area Fuck, Bulma, what are you looking for? We gotta move, now!
finds a small container hidden in her purse and quickly opens it, revealing a stash of prescription painkillers Found it, Trunks!
eyes wide, impressed Holy shit, Bulma! You've got a whole fucking pharmacy in here! Pop a pill, mama, we need this painkiller pronto!
swallows a couple of pills with a glass of water Ah, finally, that should help with the pain. Now, Trunks, we need to find a way to get out of here.
grins, grabbing Bulma's hand Alright, Bulma, let's get moving. There's gotta be an exit somewhere nearby.
limps and hobbles towards a door nearby, using the wall for support Keep your eyes peeled, Trunks!
strains his eyes, scanning the surroundings Alright, Bulma, I see a door over there. It's probably our best shot. Let's go!
grabs a fire extinguisher from the wall and takes out one of the extinguishers Just in case we run into any fires, Trunks. Safety first, motherfucker!
smirks, feeling reassured You're always prepared, ain't ya, Bulma? Alright, lead the way, mama.
As Bulma and Trunks make their way to the door, they hear a loud growling sound nearby. They exchange worried glances and creep towards the source of the noise.
whispers, gripping his fire extinguisher tightly Bulma, what the hell is that?
leans in and whispers Shit, Trunks, sounds like something big and angry is hanging out in the woods. Stay close and keep your guard up.
gulps, nodding Alright, Bulma. Whatever it is, we've faced worse. Let's check it out.
takes out a can of pepper spray from her bag If it's a bear or some shit, I'm gonna need this. Can't rely on you to fight everything, can I?
chuckles nervously, gripping his fire extinguisher Ain't no bear gonna bring us down, Bulma. Let's go hunt it down!
takes a deep breath and pushes open the door, revealing a dark and foreboding forest Well, Trunks, look at this shit.
squints into the darkness, taking a step forward Fuck, it's darker than a witch's asshole out here. Stay close, Bulma, we don't know what's lurking.
shines a flashlight on a large, ominous-looking tree Alright, Trunks, looks like we've got ourselves a damn monster in here.
gasps, pointing at the giant eight-legged monster Holy shit, Bulma! That thing's as big as a fucking house! What the hell is it?
crosses her arms, looking unimpressed Oh sweetie, that's not just any monster. That's the Eight-Legged Death Spider, and it's hungry for some ass.
swallows hard, eyeing the creature Fuck, Bulma... it's huge! How are we gonna take this thing down?
smirks, twirling her pepper spray Well, Trunks, lucky for you, I happen to be an expert in monster-slaying. First things first, we gotta distract that sucker.