This is my first Christmas fanfic, and I decided it would probably be better in DBZ than in
any other anime. On the other hand, expect to see cameos from many other animes, but I'm not
telling which ones. By the way, this fanfic has no placement in any timeline, so expect to
see anything. I have gotten positive reviews so far, except from one person, so I feel as
though I could tackle this job. I'm still very much the beginner, so don't flame me, but
offer intelligent comments.
OK?
The usual disclaimers apply, I don't own Funimation, any Dragonball series, or any other
animes that may pop up throuout all of this, so please, don't sue. I don't have much you
could win, anyway. Only an old 'animerica' and this computer terminal.
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The time: 3:30 in the afternoon/ The place: Son Goku residence/ The day: December 24
"GOKU, GET OUT OF THE KITCHEN!!!!"
"But Chichi, I was hungry. There was food, right there!"
"Those trufles for Bulma and Vegita when they get here! Also, the Dorlins are coming over. So
are the Maxwells, the Changs, the Bartons, and the Winners."
"Oh, ok...those sure did taste good though."
"Goku, were did Gohan go to?"
"He went to find Piccolo and bring him here. He told me, 'Dad, don't tell mom, but I'm going
to find Piccolo and bring him here.' Oh, wait, I don't think I was supposed to tell you.
Damn! I thought I was supposed to be good at keeping secrets."
(Chibi Trieze: YOU CAN THINK?!
Goku, who is now offended: Of course I can think. I'm a Harvard Graduate.
Chibi Trieze, under his breath: Yeah, Harvard Pre-school.)
"Alright then, where is Goten? Whenever the Dorlins come over, Herro Jr. is always clean and
polite, the exact opposite of Goten. Honestly, I think he gets it from you."
"Chichi, why would you think that?" At this point Goku farts, picks his nose and eats it.
"Hmm, I don't know."
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"Mr. Piccolo, where are you?" Gohan screams at the top of his lungs. Unknowingly to Gohan,
Piccolo is right above him, ready to strike.
("WAIT A SEC! STOP THE FIC!"
Chibi Trieze: Gohan, come over here.
Gohan: Yeah, what is it?
Chibi Trieze: Piccolo is hovering right above you, ready to strike. He thinks your getting
soft. I want you to dodge the ki blast he throws and throw a Masenko at him. Ok?
Gohan: Right.)
"Special Beam Cannon FIRE!"
Gohan dodges and says, "Missed me Piccolo! You must be getting soft! HAHAHAHA! Take this!
Masenko-ha!"
"Oh, shit."
BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!
Piccolo falls to the ground, his clothing tattered. "Ouch. GOHAN, how did you sense me?!"
Piccolo had a murderous glint in his eye.
"That's my secret. But, I'll tell you if you come to my family's Christmas dinner."
"I hate going to those things, and you know it. But, I'll go just to figure out how you
knew."
(Chibi Trieze: Heh,heh,heh.)
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"NO, I'M NOT GOING AND YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!!!!!!!"
"VEGETA, YOUR GOING AND THAT'S FINAL!"
"Dad, I don't want to have to do this, actually I've wanted to do this for quite a while,
so..."
"Good job Trunks. I had no idea kicking Vegeta in the nuts could knock him unconciese. I'll
have to memorize that one. Bra, lets go."
"NO, I'M NOT GOING AND YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!!!!!!!"
"Damn."
(Chibi Trieze: Perhaps I could be of some assistance. I just wave my magic sword, and say,
iggledy, piggledi, pooo! Bra is now snoring.)
"Thank you Chibi Trieze!"
(Chibi Trieze: Don't mention it.)
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"Relena, are you ready to go yet?"
"Hold on, just let me put my make-up on."
"Relena, every time you put make-up on, you look exactly the same. Don't put on make-up. You
look beautiful, just the same."
"Aww, your such a sweet talker, Heero."
"Hnn...Herro Jr., are you ready to go yet?"
"Googoogaagaa!"
"You see, he's ready to go, and he's just a baby!"
"ALRIGHT, I'M Ready! Jeez! By the way, were picking up the Maxwells."
"NO! I will NOT tolerate that baka Duo saying any more bakalike things around my son! He
might turn out like Duo!"
"C'mon Heero, you know he won't turn out like Duo."
"No, I don't."
"Heero Yuy, if you don't stop your bitching this instant, you sleep on the couch! Got It?!"
Meekly, "Yes, ma'am."
"Okay, then, let's go."
(Chibi Trieze: Wow, Heero, she's got you whipped!
Chibi Lady Une: Trieze!!! Where are you?
Chibi Trieze: Coming, master...)
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The time: 6:00 in the afternoon/ The place: Son Goku residence/ The day: December 24
"Goku, where did you go?"
"Well, Chichi, I went to get a tree. I got the biggest one I could find, in this place called
New York, or something."
Chichi had turned deathly pale. "G-Goku, this tree wouldn't happen to be the Rockafeller
center tree, would it?"
"That's what the big sign in lights said."
"Goku, lets go inside for right now, ok?"
"Ok. When will the guests get here?"
"Oh my God!! I forgot all about them! I've got to get the chestnuts and egg nog ready!"
In a rare moment of clarity, Goku asked, "Chichi, are you sure we should have egg nog? Don't
you remember the last time we had egg nog?"
Flashback to last Christmas...
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Piccolo is swinging on the Chandeleers and playing 'ki blast tag' with Gohan. Piccolo is it.
"HA! Run faster Gohan! I'm gonna get y-urk!"
Chichi has hit him in the head with her super no-stick fry pan.
"Gee, thanks Mom!"
"Goku, get over here!"
Goku isn't drunk right now because he doesn't like eggnog. He has, however, eaten
four-hundred pounds worth of cheesy-poofs.
"Chichi, do we have anymore cheesy-poofs?"
"Dammit, for the last time, NO!"
"Oh, ok."
Chichi, in her sweetest voice says, "Goku, if you go make our guests go away, I'll make you
another four-hundred pounds of cheesy-poofs, k?"
"Alright! I'll do it!! Yippeee!"
Chichi: "Vegeta, you'll have to leave."
"Why should I, woman?!"
"Because Goku is standing right behind you, with a ki blast aimed at you."
"oh...Bulma, time to leave."
Bulma, hiccuping, says, "Why?"
"Because."
"Ok."
Chichi then said, "I'll deal with Piccolo. Oh, Piccolo, come closer."
"Yes, Chichi?"
BAMMMMMMM!!!
There went Piccolo.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
...end of flashback.
"Wow Goku, you are getting smarter."
"Yes I am."
DING DONG!
"Oh no, the doorbell! Who's here?"
Goku, walking to the door, says, "I don't know. Let's see."
Goku opens the door and sees none other than Piccolo, being restrained by Gohan.
"DAD, help me! Piccolo's having another flashback to last Christmas!
"NO! FRYING PANS, EVERYWHERE!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"Calm down, Piccolo! No one's gonna hit you with a frying pan."
"How do you know? Your mom is standing right there, holding one."
Indeed she was, in fact the same one she hit him with last time. It still had the
namek-shaped dent in it.
"Piccolo, you have nothing to fear. You're not getting drunk this Christmas. Chichi didn't make
any eggnog."
Gohan makes the puppy-dog eyes at Piccolo.
"Aww, God damn it, fine! But I'm not going to have a merry Christmas."
"Hooray!"
Goku: "Piccolo, you can help us greet guests. Won't that be fun?"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
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The Yuy's were driving down the road, talking.
"Heero, why is it that you hate Duo so much?"
"Well, it's sort of hard to recall, but back when I was in toddler care, Duo was also there."
Flashback...
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
"Heewo, I'm gonna get you!"
We see little Heero and Duo as they were in the day care center, run by Howard.
"No, Duo, don't hurt meeeeeeee!"
"But I'm Shinigami, the God of death, or something like that!"
At this point, Duo starts beating Heero with a rubber chicken.
"Duo, stop! That hurts!"
"I AM SHINIGAMI! I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT! HAHAHAHAHA!
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At this point Heero said, "He may have beaten me with a rubber chicken, but the next day, I got even with him."
"How?"
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DO YOU WANT TO KNOW HOW?
DO YOU CARE?
IT DOESN't MATTER! JUST REVIEW IT AND WAIT FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER!
NO FLAMING!!!!!!
any other anime. On the other hand, expect to see cameos from many other animes, but I'm not
telling which ones. By the way, this fanfic has no placement in any timeline, so expect to
see anything. I have gotten positive reviews so far, except from one person, so I feel as
though I could tackle this job. I'm still very much the beginner, so don't flame me, but
offer intelligent comments.
OK?
The usual disclaimers apply, I don't own Funimation, any Dragonball series, or any other
animes that may pop up throuout all of this, so please, don't sue. I don't have much you
could win, anyway. Only an old 'animerica' and this computer terminal.
=============================================================================================
The time: 3:30 in the afternoon/ The place: Son Goku residence/ The day: December 24
"GOKU, GET OUT OF THE KITCHEN!!!!"
"But Chichi, I was hungry. There was food, right there!"
"Those trufles for Bulma and Vegita when they get here! Also, the Dorlins are coming over. So
are the Maxwells, the Changs, the Bartons, and the Winners."
"Oh, ok...those sure did taste good though."
"Goku, were did Gohan go to?"
"He went to find Piccolo and bring him here. He told me, 'Dad, don't tell mom, but I'm going
to find Piccolo and bring him here.' Oh, wait, I don't think I was supposed to tell you.
Damn! I thought I was supposed to be good at keeping secrets."
(Chibi Trieze: YOU CAN THINK?!
Goku, who is now offended: Of course I can think. I'm a Harvard Graduate.
Chibi Trieze, under his breath: Yeah, Harvard Pre-school.)
"Alright then, where is Goten? Whenever the Dorlins come over, Herro Jr. is always clean and
polite, the exact opposite of Goten. Honestly, I think he gets it from you."
"Chichi, why would you think that?" At this point Goku farts, picks his nose and eats it.
"Hmm, I don't know."
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"Mr. Piccolo, where are you?" Gohan screams at the top of his lungs. Unknowingly to Gohan,
Piccolo is right above him, ready to strike.
("WAIT A SEC! STOP THE FIC!"
Chibi Trieze: Gohan, come over here.
Gohan: Yeah, what is it?
Chibi Trieze: Piccolo is hovering right above you, ready to strike. He thinks your getting
soft. I want you to dodge the ki blast he throws and throw a Masenko at him. Ok?
Gohan: Right.)
"Special Beam Cannon FIRE!"
Gohan dodges and says, "Missed me Piccolo! You must be getting soft! HAHAHAHA! Take this!
Masenko-ha!"
"Oh, shit."
BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!
Piccolo falls to the ground, his clothing tattered. "Ouch. GOHAN, how did you sense me?!"
Piccolo had a murderous glint in his eye.
"That's my secret. But, I'll tell you if you come to my family's Christmas dinner."
"I hate going to those things, and you know it. But, I'll go just to figure out how you
knew."
(Chibi Trieze: Heh,heh,heh.)
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"NO, I'M NOT GOING AND YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!!!!!!!"
"VEGETA, YOUR GOING AND THAT'S FINAL!"
"Dad, I don't want to have to do this, actually I've wanted to do this for quite a while,
so..."
"Good job Trunks. I had no idea kicking Vegeta in the nuts could knock him unconciese. I'll
have to memorize that one. Bra, lets go."
"NO, I'M NOT GOING AND YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!!!!!!!"
"Damn."
(Chibi Trieze: Perhaps I could be of some assistance. I just wave my magic sword, and say,
iggledy, piggledi, pooo! Bra is now snoring.)
"Thank you Chibi Trieze!"
(Chibi Trieze: Don't mention it.)
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"Relena, are you ready to go yet?"
"Hold on, just let me put my make-up on."
"Relena, every time you put make-up on, you look exactly the same. Don't put on make-up. You
look beautiful, just the same."
"Aww, your such a sweet talker, Heero."
"Hnn...Herro Jr., are you ready to go yet?"
"Googoogaagaa!"
"You see, he's ready to go, and he's just a baby!"
"ALRIGHT, I'M Ready! Jeez! By the way, were picking up the Maxwells."
"NO! I will NOT tolerate that baka Duo saying any more bakalike things around my son! He
might turn out like Duo!"
"C'mon Heero, you know he won't turn out like Duo."
"No, I don't."
"Heero Yuy, if you don't stop your bitching this instant, you sleep on the couch! Got It?!"
Meekly, "Yes, ma'am."
"Okay, then, let's go."
(Chibi Trieze: Wow, Heero, she's got you whipped!
Chibi Lady Une: Trieze!!! Where are you?
Chibi Trieze: Coming, master...)
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The time: 6:00 in the afternoon/ The place: Son Goku residence/ The day: December 24
"Goku, where did you go?"
"Well, Chichi, I went to get a tree. I got the biggest one I could find, in this place called
New York, or something."
Chichi had turned deathly pale. "G-Goku, this tree wouldn't happen to be the Rockafeller
center tree, would it?"
"That's what the big sign in lights said."
"Goku, lets go inside for right now, ok?"
"Ok. When will the guests get here?"
"Oh my God!! I forgot all about them! I've got to get the chestnuts and egg nog ready!"
In a rare moment of clarity, Goku asked, "Chichi, are you sure we should have egg nog? Don't
you remember the last time we had egg nog?"
Flashback to last Christmas...
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Piccolo is swinging on the Chandeleers and playing 'ki blast tag' with Gohan. Piccolo is it.
"HA! Run faster Gohan! I'm gonna get y-urk!"
Chichi has hit him in the head with her super no-stick fry pan.
"Gee, thanks Mom!"
"Goku, get over here!"
Goku isn't drunk right now because he doesn't like eggnog. He has, however, eaten
four-hundred pounds worth of cheesy-poofs.
"Chichi, do we have anymore cheesy-poofs?"
"Dammit, for the last time, NO!"
"Oh, ok."
Chichi, in her sweetest voice says, "Goku, if you go make our guests go away, I'll make you
another four-hundred pounds of cheesy-poofs, k?"
"Alright! I'll do it!! Yippeee!"
Chichi: "Vegeta, you'll have to leave."
"Why should I, woman?!"
"Because Goku is standing right behind you, with a ki blast aimed at you."
"oh...Bulma, time to leave."
Bulma, hiccuping, says, "Why?"
"Because."
"Ok."
Chichi then said, "I'll deal with Piccolo. Oh, Piccolo, come closer."
"Yes, Chichi?"
BAMMMMMMM!!!
There went Piccolo.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
...end of flashback.
"Wow Goku, you are getting smarter."
"Yes I am."
DING DONG!
"Oh no, the doorbell! Who's here?"
Goku, walking to the door, says, "I don't know. Let's see."
Goku opens the door and sees none other than Piccolo, being restrained by Gohan.
"DAD, help me! Piccolo's having another flashback to last Christmas!
"NO! FRYING PANS, EVERYWHERE!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"Calm down, Piccolo! No one's gonna hit you with a frying pan."
"How do you know? Your mom is standing right there, holding one."
Indeed she was, in fact the same one she hit him with last time. It still had the
namek-shaped dent in it.
"Piccolo, you have nothing to fear. You're not getting drunk this Christmas. Chichi didn't make
any eggnog."
Gohan makes the puppy-dog eyes at Piccolo.
"Aww, God damn it, fine! But I'm not going to have a merry Christmas."
"Hooray!"
Goku: "Piccolo, you can help us greet guests. Won't that be fun?"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
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The Yuy's were driving down the road, talking.
"Heero, why is it that you hate Duo so much?"
"Well, it's sort of hard to recall, but back when I was in toddler care, Duo was also there."
Flashback...
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
"Heewo, I'm gonna get you!"
We see little Heero and Duo as they were in the day care center, run by Howard.
"No, Duo, don't hurt meeeeeeee!"
"But I'm Shinigami, the God of death, or something like that!"
At this point, Duo starts beating Heero with a rubber chicken.
"Duo, stop! That hurts!"
"I AM SHINIGAMI! I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT! HAHAHAHAHA!
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
At this point Heero said, "He may have beaten me with a rubber chicken, but the next day, I got even with him."
"How?"
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DO YOU WANT TO KNOW HOW?
DO YOU CARE?
IT DOESN't MATTER! JUST REVIEW IT AND WAIT FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER!
NO FLAMING!!!!!!