"Goku! Are you ready? Make sure you lock the door on the way out! I'm waiting in the car!" Chi Chi's voice could be heard throughout the house as Goku pulled a black t-shirt with a picture of him and Vegeta as a super Saiyan fighting on it over his white long-sleeve. "I'm ready Chi Chi hold on!" Goku answered as he put on some black and white Jordan's, tucking his long-sleeve into his black jeans as he fumbled with his keys to lock the door on his way out. "Come on slow poke! The party's already started by now!" Chi Chi complained as she stifled a giggle as Goku nearly fell, trying to slip his heel into the Jordan's. "Don't forget we also have to pick up Piccolo!" Goku stated as he got in the passenger seat and kissed his girlfriend on the cheek.
*Ding dong!* Vegeta rang the doorbell with a pout on his face. "How did she even convince me to show up here? I have better things to do than to sit around with some morons at a stupid party, when most of the people here I don't even know!" Vegeta grumbled to himself quietly, folding his arms and tapping his foot impatiently as he waited for someone to hear the doorbell over the music and answer the door.
Suddenly, the door swung open and Vegeta was greeted by a larger teenager who had a chalice in his sweaty hand filled with vodka, and a set of Mardi Gras beads on his beefy neck and a shit faced smile on his mug. "Hey Vegeta! Welcome to the party man! Glad the kid with the attitude could finally show up! What was it you said? 'I am too busy to hang out at some stupid party with you oafish cretins'? Ah who cares, come in and party!" The brutish teenager handed Vegeta a tequila shot and shoved him into the combination of sweat, bodies, and loud music.
"Yamcha, you ready to go?" Bulma asked as she applied some rouge lipstick to her full, soft, puckered lips. "Yeah babe, I've been waiting on you!"Yamcha said as he sighed and checked his diamond encrusted watch. (Which really isn't diamond but we will discuss this in a later chapter, *Mischievous chuckling and hand wringing*) Bulma smoothed out her black mini skirt and checked out her red stockings as they hugged her thighs and calves quite nicely, and showed off that Egyptian style curve of her foot before she put on her black heels. She then smiled as she checked out her black push-up bra barely covered by the red tank top she wore over it and the black leather coat she had over that.
When she walked down the stairs to join her waiting boyfriend, she giggled as she saw his jaw drop and his eyes scan over her repeatedly like a printer scanning over a sheet of copy paper. "Close your mouth sweetie, you'll catch flies," Bulma said as she gently placed a finger under his chin and pushed up, making his mouth close. "Wow Bulma, you look awesome!" Yamcha said as he watched her do a little twirl for him, so he could get a full view of her body. "Thanks, do me a favor and pull the car up? I don't feel like walking to the garage," Bulma asked Yamcha sweetly. "Sure, no problem babe!" he answered as he grabbed the car keys off the counter top and walked outside to be greeted by the cool crisp breeze of the night.
When he got to the car the first thing that hit him was a distinct musky, strong, and stale stench. "Oh shit, I forgot to clean out the car!"Yamcha thought as he frantically searched around the car until he found a can of Fabreeze Oder Freshener and sprayed around the car until the odor was gone, well at least masked temporarily. He put the key in the ignition and adjusted the mirrors and then noticed a small pair of blue panties lying on the back seat. Yamcha gasped and quickly snatched them up, stuffing them in his pocket. He sighed, checking making sure no evidence was left behind before pulling up and honking the horn for Bulma.
18 sat on a couch sighing and drinking a beer, watching all the people have fun with their friends and kissing and hanging out together. She then let her gaze drift over to the bald short teenager, sitting on the kitchen counter with a beer in his hand and a navy blue polo shirt on along with some tan pants and some black loafers. She got up and went to the bathroom and locked the door, looking into the mirror at her own reflection."Am I not pretty? does he even notice me as a girl and not just a friend? Does he see me only for a person to talk to about relationships instead of being in a relationship with me?" 18 thought to herself as she looked at her body in the mirror.
She was sure to put on a decent amount of mascara on, she didn't put any blush on today so she let her freckles be shown on her cheeks (Yes I know she has no freckles but I always thought she'd look even cuter with them), she even went to the trouble of putting in pink highlights to her blond hair. But still, Krillin hadn't even seen her yet. She sighed and went outside, looking at Krillin again as he talked to Vegeta, strange seeing as how besides when the group was together those two never really interacted.
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"Hey Vegeta, I didn't think you would show up, are you with somebody?" Krillin asked him as he watched Vegeta drink the tequila shot and reach for a beer from the cooler. "Bulma somehow forced me to come and party with you and the rest of the group but Besides you and 18, I don't see any of those idiots!" Vegeta said, taking the cap off of the beer and chugging it down. Krillin looked around the house. "18 is here?" he asked a bit rushed and a small blush formed across his cheeks, and the six dot's on his forehead seemed to turn pink as well.
"You like her don't you?" Vegeta asked. Krillin turned to a deeper red and gulped down the rest of his beer. "You are so pathetic! And she is just as stupid!" Vegeta said laughing at Krillin who was now frowning and watching him. "Hey, what's that supposed to mean?!" he asked as his face burned with embarrassment. "You are pathetic because you are to much of a coward to go even talk to the girl, and she is stupid because as much as she likes you, she can't tell you like her too!"
Krillin couldn't help but smile a bit and look down as he grabbed a bottle of vodka and poured it into a small shot-glass. "Maybe Vegeta's right, all I gotta do is go up and talk to her.."
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"Hrn.." Piccolo looked at himself in the mirror, his emerald cheeks burned a purplish red. He wondered why he let 18 and Bulma dress him, or even let Goku and Chichi talk him into going to the stupid party.! He was dressed in a white long-sleeve with a black t-shirt and a picture of Shenron and Porunga battling, with 14 dragon balls swirling around them of varying sizes. He had on a black and electric blue cap on that concealed his antennae as well. His pants consisted of black jeans with a chain connecting from the belt loop to the pocket and some black and blue converses.
Piccolo usually didn't even go out, unless he was with the gang, much less go to parties! But Goku and Chichi convinced him that it would be good for him to go out with them just this once, and maybe get a chance with Jenna Silvers, the girl he liked. Suddenly he heard a knock at the door. "Piccolo, hey buddy are you ready?" He heard Goku's voice at his door and he took one last look at himself before putting on a small necklace with a dragon ball at the end. He walked to the door and opened it, only to be greeted with a shocked Goku and Chichi. "Wow piccolo, you clean up nice!" Chichi said, circling him to get a good view of his outfit.
"Yeah Piccolo you look great!" Goku said putting his thumbs up in support"
"Thanks," Piccolo said sheepishly as he looked at Chichi's car.
"You okay piccolo?" Chi Chi asked as she noticed how awkward he seemed right now.
"I'm fine, I am just still wondering if this is a good idea," he said blankly
"What the party?" Chi Chi asked.
"He means talking to Jenna," Goku said as he got in the passenger seat and Piccolo got in the back.
"Don't worry Piccolo, you are a great guy and there's no way she will say no," Chi Chi encouraged him as she drove off.
Yamcha and Bulma got there at the same time as Goku, Piccolo, and Chi Chi.
"Hey guys!" Bulma waved as she grabbed her bag and ran over, hugging Chichi first, then Goku and finally hugging Piccolo and looked him over. "Wow Piccolo, you look awesome! Maybe you'll get a chance with Silvers after all" Bulma remarked, smirking just a bit as that tint of purple arose on the Namekians cheeks. "Yeah, maybe," Piccolo retorted.
"Hey there's Krillin!" Goku said as he pointed at the bald monk who was chatting with a familiar spiky haired Renegade for Life. (A.N. Had to get SOME sort of TFS reference in there. lol) Yamcha ran in first and immediately stopped dead in his tracks. A girl with pitch black hair and green eyes waved at him with a knowing and seductive grin on her face as she disappeared into the swarming mass of bodies and music (A.N. They are listening to Take It Off by Kesha. HINT HINT) "Hey Yamcha!" Krillin said as he waved at him from a couple feet away.
Vegeta didn't even acknowledge him besides a scoff and a long sip of beer as he watched Bulma come in with Goku and the others. "Hey Vegeta, I didn't expect you to come!" Bulma ran to him, hugging him and smiling as he almost choked on his beer."Gah! Dammit woman you almost made me spill my beer!" Vegeta said blushing as he took in Bulma's form in her sightly attire. "Well sorry!" she replied with a smile.
18 appeared into the group from the party and conveniently next to Krillin. "So you guys what do you wanna do?" Chi Chi asked as she clung onto Goku's arm. "I wanna play truth or dare!" Bulma said and raised her hand excitedly. "That could be fun," 18 said as she looked around the group. "Sure!" Goku was in, and so was Chi Chi. Piccolo and Vegeta were forced to join without choice.
"Okay, here's how its gonna go, I will ask one of you truth or dare, and once you finish with the dare or truth, you pick someone else to ask, but it can't be the same person that asked you a question, at least not in the exact same turn," Bulma stated, looking around the room to confirm everybody understood.
Everybody either nodded or murmured a yes. "Okay great..Krillin, truth or dare?" she pointed at him as she asked. "Um, truth?" Krillin shrugged as he looked at her."Okay, is it true that you used to pee the bed up to the fourth grade?" she asked grinning at a rumor spread by Goku accidentally. (A.N. He let it slip when he and Bulma were talking about their elementary years) Krillin blushed and let his head drop. "Yes, but it was not my fault, I had a condition.." he mumbled. Everybody laughed except 18, who could sympathize with him and gave him a sideways hug.
After all the laughter died down, Krillin pointed to Chi Chi. "Truth or dare cheech?"
"Truth" Chi Chi said simply. She never was really a risk taker. "Okay, who is the first boy you ever loved?" he asked her. Goku smiled proudly and puffed his chest out, already knowing the answer. "Bobby Andrews," she said quietly. Goku deflated much like a balloon and he stared at his girlfriend and love of his life wide eyed and opened mouthed. "W-What?" Goku squeaked. "Baby, he may have been my first love but you are my true love," Chichi said as she rubbed his back, trying to make him feel better.
Vegeta couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Ha ha Kakarot! Looks like your gonna need to keep a shorter leash for your woman!" Vegeta said as he took a drink from his beer can. Chichi scowled at Vegeta before smirking. "Okay tough guy, your turn, truth or dare?" Everybody turned and looked at him as he stopped laughing and glared at her. "Dare.." A round of Oooh's formed from almost everybody except Piccolo who gave a quiet "hmph".
"Okay, I dare you, Vegeta so high and mighty, to strip down to your underwear and dance to the song outside until it goes off," She grinned as his eyes became as wide as an ostrich egg. "What?! No! Fuck that I am not doing that!" Vegeta protested. Nobody cared and Bulma whispered something in his ear that made him turn red and he sighed and got up. "Your woman is just another reason I hate you Kakarot.." He walked outside and started to strip in the middle of the dance floor, taking off his clothes in rhythm to Kesha's voice, throwing away an article of clothing each time she said take it off as he gyrated and bumped around clumsily.
Everybody had to get closer because of the growing crowd around Vegeta. Goku, Bulma and Yamcha grinned and started the chant as he fist pumped and took off his shirt. "Go Vegeta! Go Vegeta! Go Vegeta! Go Vegeta!" Soon everybody on the main floor got into the chant. "Go Vegeta Go Vegeta!" By now, his face was beyond any red thought possible and in his mind over nine thousand curses had been screamed and finally, he was down to his boxers! Chichi walked up to Bulma and whispered in her ear.
"What did you say to get him to do it?"
"I told him I would spill his little secret if he didn't," Bulma grined as she pulled out her phone and started recording Vegeta. Now Chichi was really curious.
"What was his secret?" she asked, watching Bulma
"Can't say,"
"Please? I am gonna die if I don't know!"
"Just gonna have to wait till it's your turn" Bulma said as the song ended and Vegeta stormed past them into the room they were previously in.
After everybody had stopped laughing at Vegeta, and Yamcha got a firm bitch slapping (for making a comment about moving like jagger). "Okay Vegeta, now it's your turn, you can pick one of us, and since Chichi made you do that, you automaticly get to dare one of us if you want to," Bulma said as she rubbed his bare back, gasping at how toned and defined his muscles were. Vegeta looked at Goku for a second with a scowl on his face. Goku closed his eyes and prepared for the worst as he took a deep breath. But the command never came; instead, Vegeta's finger feel on Piccolo. "You! Jolly green jackass! I dare you to ask out Jena Silvers!"
Everybody fell silent and looked at Piccolo.