Nap Time

The DBZ kick continues.  Since I can't seem to get into a writing groove, I'm trying to see if I can start getting some of my half-assed sketches to a state of completion, and there was a good chunk of DBZ.  (I also kinda figured this was appropriate cuz I recently started a warehouse job, working third shift.  It's exhausting more for just being strenuous, than late.)

The story I got behind this is that Bulma had gone off somewhere, most likely in the lab, leaving baby Trunks with future Trunks, Piccolo, Yamcha, Krillin, Tien, and for some reason Master Roshi and Oolong were there.  And I suppose Puar.  (Vegeta had long since bolted.) Of course, he kept crying, and none of them knew what the hell to do.  So, Yamcha just kinda tossed him to future Trunks and said, "Here man.  Deal with yourself."  Of course, baby Trunks actually stopped crying.  They declared that this meant he could handle it, and deserted them.  Eventually he started to get the hang of babysitting, but dick move, guys.  After a while, Bulma finally came out to find they'd both fallen asleep on the couch, and couldn't resist snapping a photo.  (Which I'm gonna say she still carries around in her wallet.)  After all mothers love it when their children are being adorable, even if one of them isn't technically her son.  And, of course, Scratch staring with her big ol Popo eyes.

I tried to imitate the style the show pops in whenever someone takes a photo.  Every time I look back at this, I keep feeling like Future Trunks' arm's too big, but when I sight his anatomy it's accurate.  Guess I'm just not used to drawing muscular men.  

(c) Akira Toriyama