Well just to make this clear I do not own Goku, ChiChi, Piccolo, Vegita, Bulma, Yamcha, or Krillin*whine*. I also do not own DragonBall Z or Saturdays(lol) (even though I am obessesed with Akira Toriyama[DBZ])!!!
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CHAPTER 1
It was a normal day for Goku, who was out training. ChiChi washing the dishes, tired from last night's parties. One word that would describe them now: Teenagers. Vegita, Bulma, Goku, ChiChi, Yamcha, Krillin, and Piccolo were all that simple word. Around 14 or so, in 8th grade. It was a glorious Saturday.


ChiChi stomped outside and yelled at the top of her enormous lungs "GOKU FOR THE LAST TIME LUNCH IS READY! IF YOU ARNT DOWN HERE BY THE COUNT OF 10 THERE WON'T BE A LUNCH!"


"AHHHHHH NNNOOOOOO!!!!!!" Goku screeched and started rushing towards the house. Passing by Piccolo he was halfway towards the house, ChiChi was at 4.


Piccolo grunts "Hmph, of all things to be worried about."


ChiChi on 8, Goku swooshes past ChiChi, yanking the plate from her grasp. Her eyes bugged out, ChiChi wobbles into the living room, half stunned, half amused. Now Bulma seems to be eating lunch as well. But who is that there? VEGITA?!?!?!?!?!


"Mmmmm that was good. I think i'll make another one!" Bulma yawned.


"And while your at it bring somemore eggrolls!" demanded Vegita.


"Hold your horses mister!" Bulma cried out. "You've already had 13, that's enough! If you eat anymore there won't be enough for Yamcha or Krillin!"


"Like I care woman!" Vegita replied.


"Well you should! If you say one more sarcastic remark I swear I'll-"


"You'll what? Bore me to death with your lectures?" laughed Vegita. Piccolo walks in, furious.


"SHUT UP DAMN YOU VEGITA!" he screamed. "I can hardly think in this stupidity ring you've created!"


Vegita says "You can hardly think without me being here!", giving Piccolo a grin. Yamcha walks in, a confused look on his face.


"Don't give me that crap Vegita! We don't need more of your sarcasm!" replied Piccolo, giving Vegita a dirty look.


Yamcha looks at Bulma and mutters "What is Piccolo doing here?"


"I heard that." smirks Piccolo. Yamcha and Bulma jump as Piccolo finishes, "My ears don't just frame my head you know."


Goku pokes his head around the corner into the kitchen, where Bulma, Vegita, Piccolo, and Yamcha are.


"What's going on guys?" he said stupidly.


"It's none of your consern Kakarott!!" Vegita shouted back.


"Well gosh, I just wanted to know what they we're talking about..." Goku thought as he popped his head back into the living room.


A long distance off, Krillin is searching for the remaining Dragonballs. "Now let's see. According to Bulma's radar number 4 should be about 410 meters to the south. Further away I see number 7 to the east and number 3 towards the house. I think i'll go for number 4 first, it's closer." Krillin muttered to himself, flying towards Dragonball 4.