Piccolo sensed the growing hunger of Future Trunks and watched as he reached for some fishcakes. Kaz, always one step ahead, swiftly moved the plate out of Future Trunks' grasp and into his own hands. What's the matter with you? Future Trunks questioned, his hunger apparent in his voice. You never lay a finger on my seafood, young man, Kaz retorted sternly, a glint of mischief in his eyes. Future Trunks knew better than to challenge Kaz when it came to his food, especially his beloved...