By: Nikki The Ruler Of FanFics
"Gohan… are you going to be doing this all day?" Piccolo asked as he watched
Gohan trudge his small brown sled back up the hill while leaving tiny footprints
behind as the frosted snow crunched under his feet. Gohan turned around
and pulled the sled up to his side.
"Sure I am
Piccolo, it's sledding…It's a lot of fun! Wanna try it?" Gohan fixed his
mitten while he asked that and then set back down the sled. Piccolo grunted.
"No Gohan…Fun
is pointless…" He bluntly said and then firmly crossed his bulky muscular
arms over his chest. "And besides, I have better things to do, and so do
you." He added. Gohan whipped the cold sweat off his brow and looked back
up.
"Like what
Piccolo?" He asked curiously, but before Piccolo could answer Gohan was
off, taking another freestyle plunge down the hill. Gohan flew down the
hill, laughing uncontrollably. He went skidding and whipping around the
treeless terrain, not leaving any spot untouched by the sled. Gohan was
ready to jump off until friction got the better of the sled and stopped
him abruptly sending him sprawling in the snow. Piccolo quirked and eye
ridge and walked quickly up to him, keeping his position stern, and his
face unreadable. Gohan brought his small face out of the snow; his face
was red as a cherry and covered in icy snow. He scrubbed his hands quickly
over his face and started to sniffle, tears welling up in his eyes. Piccolo
knew what was coming and put his hand on the small boys shoulder.
"It's alright
Gohan, it's only snow…. You'll be alright." Gohan spaced out a minute and
then smiled.
"Snow's cold
Piccolo! Did you ever get your face in the snow? It stings!" Piccolo slightly
smirked.
"Yeah kid,
it is cold, I know it is…but you and me both know that we've had worse
than snow stuffed in our faces." Piccolo uncrossed his arms and quickly
brushed off a huge chunk of snow that seemed to have frozen to Gohan's
hair; it had been annoying him for a while and he couldn't stand seeing
it on his head anymore. Gohan looked down at the chunk of snow that fell
from his head.
"What did you
do that for Piccolo?" Gohan looked back up at him. Piccolo grunted.
"It was annoying
me Gohan." He simply replied. Gohan nodded and started his journey back
up the hill. He was ready to take another joy ride down when a shrill feminine
voice boomed through the valley.
"GOOOOOOOOOOHAAAAAAAAAAAAN!"
It was Chi-Chi. Gohan stiffened; obviously hearing his mother's voice was
not all that comforting. Gohan awkwardly looked at Piccolo.
"Mr. Piccolo…d-do
you know what time it is?" Gohan asked quickly. Piccolo looked up at the
sky, you couldn't see that sun because of the snow clouds that covered
the entire horizon and beyond. Piccolo shrugged.
"Well Gohan…it's
probably about 2:30…and you're late." Gohan stiffened again and quickly
turned his head to where he saw smoke slowly barrel out of the tops of
the trees, obviously the smoke from the chimney at home, which meant he
was late for lunch.
"GOOOOOOOOOOOHAAAAAAAAAAAAN!"
Came the voice again. Gohan shot up.
"Come on Mr.
Piccolo! Lets get back! Mom is going to kill me!" He rushed off his sled
and hitched it up on his back tying it around the front of his chest and
under his arms to secure it around him. Gohan tightened the rope and then
looked up at Piccolo.
"Are you going
to come with me Mr. Piccolo?" Gohan flipped the sled around a bit to keep
it from cutting of his circulation. Piccolo shook his head.
"No kid, I
have training to do, now that your done I can actually do it." Piccolo
answered. Gohan nodded.
"Ok Mr. Piccolo,
but when you're done, could you come to my house? Dad wanted me to invite
you to our Christmas party, it is Christmas Eve after all." Gohan looked
eagerly at Piccolo who seemed to take no notice to the excitement in his
voice.
"I don't know
Gohan…Maybe." Piccolo turned around and walked away, his cape whipped around
in protest as he walked. The snow was picking up as another snowdrift started
to make it's way to the small Son House. Gohan shrugged and flew off before
Chi-Chi convinced herself to go out and look for him.
A few hours later…
"Goku! GET OUT
OF MY BATTER!" Chi-Chi wacked Goku with a spoon to get him out of the much
needed Potato Cake batter. Goku stepped back.
"Just a little
taste Chi-Chi…Please?" Goku pleaded. Chi-Chi abruptly shook her head waving
her spoon at him.
"No Goku, you
can wait just like everyone else." Goku sighed and turned to walk away.
Chi-Chi turned back to her batter. Just as she was getting ready to go
over and chop some carrots up Goku came flying at the batter, he stuck
his hand in and slurped it up, then booked it out of the room with Chi-Chi
not far behind…They started a mad dash around the house with Goku laughing
and Chi-Chi screaming bloody-murder. Gohan, Krillin, and Yamcha laughed
as Goku sped around the corner over and over again. Gohan was sitting on
the floor doing his studies, while Krillin and Yamcha were sitting on the
couch watching another round of "Run away from Chi-Chi." It was early and
not everyone had arrived yet, Piccolo was one of them. Gohan peered at
the clock. 7:30. 'Not that late.' He thought. 'He'll be here.'Gohan
went back to his book.
12 + 5 = 17
27 + 9 = 34
33 + 11 = 44
14 – 2 = 12
19 – 5 = 14
Gohan must have memorized all the problems in his
book because by then he could recite all of the problems in order. Chi-Chi
was very harsh when it came to Gohan's education. She had big plans for
him and wanted him to grow up to be a professor. But Gohan wanted to be
just like his dad. Krillin yawned. Yamcha flipped on the TV and turned
it to a "Jackie Chan" Movie. Yamcha and Krillin got so into it they started
to beat pretend bad guys up and saying all the lines. Just as Krillin was
ready to give 'Harold' a good bashing the front door flew open. Snow flew
in and startled Gohan. Bulma and Vegita walked in, both of them were covered
from head to toe in snow. Vegita quickly shut the door. Chi-Chi rushed
in and looked at the white figures in the doorway. She tapped her foot
angrily. She shot her hand out pointing towards the bathroom.
"Take off your
shoes and go to the bathroom and clean yourselves up." She practically
scolded. Vegita grunted and flung off his shoes and Bulma carefully took
hers off, trying to avoid getting her feet wet. Vegita treaded into the
bathroom followed by a wet Bulma. They came out a few minutes later, a
little bit wet, but not as wet. Their stuff was hanging in the bathtub
and drip-drying. Goku came in and plopped down on the couch and looked
down at his son, who seemed very discouraged by his studies.
"Hey Gohan, take
a break, it's Christmas Eve." Goku smiled at Gohan. Gohan, happy to comply,
shut his book and set it carefully on the table and sat down by his dad.
The Son House was all decorated. The tree was in the corner, lit up to
show brilliant reflections and shadows on the walls. There was a CD player
ready to play some classic Christmas songs next to the small table by the
couch. The kitchen was decorated with Christmas plates and potholders.
Small Santa Clause figurines sat around everywhere. Snowmen Globes were
set out around the small coffee table. Plush Santa and Santa's reindeer's
were underneath the tree. Blinky lights were in the windows, though no
one could probably see them. Gohan cautiously sat on the couch, wishing
his friend would come. Just as Goku was nodding off Chi-Chi came in.
"Dinner is ready!"
She announced. Goku shot out of his seat and ran to the table. The rest
of them made their way to the table, thanking Chi-Chi on the way, other
than Vegita, he just grunted. Chi-Chi smiled, not letting Vegita's attitude
ruin her Christmas cheer. She sat down at the table. Goku went to grab
the roast when Chi-Chi grabbed his hand.
"Wait a minute!
What do you think you're doing? We must say grace!" Goku quirked an eyebrow.
"Grace? Ohh…that
a new friend of yours Chi-Chi?" Everyone fell down in that Anime way whenever
someone says something stupid or kinky. Chi-Chi got up, her face red with
anger.
"NO GOKU! We
must say grace to give thanks for our food!" Goku nooded.
"Ahh… I see now….GRACE!"
Goku stabbed at the Roast and stuffed it in his mouth. Everyone stared
at him. Chi-Chi sat there, her arms folded with a scowl on her face. Goku
swallowed and looked at everyone.
"Go on, eat."
He grabbed the Potatoes and put a huge scoop that covered his plate on
his plate. Goku chomped down everything he could, until he stopped so that
everyone else could eat. Chi-Chi wouldn't let Goku leave the table till
the rest of them were done. They all ate slowly, taking small bites just
to intimidate Goku. At one point Chi-Chi coughed choking on her roast until
Goku smacked her in the back making her smack her face into her mashed
potatoes. Chi-Chi got up and screamed at Goku, this time making him leave
the room. Everyone finished dinner and Chi-Chi started on the dishes. Dessert
was just the same, Goku ate fast and left almost none for anyone else.
Gohan got up from the table after his dessert and walked into the living
room and sat on the couch peering once again at the clock. 9:30. He wasn't
going to show. Gohan sighed and laid down on the couch. Krillin and Yamcha
came in and sat around Gohan, flipping back to the "Jackie Chan" Movie
Marathon and began role playing again. Gohan nodded off. His dreams were
disturbing. He saw Piccolo, looking for the Son House, but he couldn't
find it because of the snow. He was lost and started to freeze to death.
Piccolo was almost to the Son House when he collapsed. Gohan let out a
little cry and sprang up out of his sleep. He looked around. And then there,
in the corner, gazing at him, was Piccolo. Gohan got up and ran over to
him.
"Mr. Piccolo!
You came!" Piccolo smiled one of his rare smiles.
"Yeah kid, I
came." The snow fell and swirled around outside, and the wind whistled
as it whipped around the house. Chi-Chi had turned on the CD player and
"The Little Drummer Boy" was playing. Everyone was singing, other than
Vegita and Piccolo, but they both still seemed cheery. Piccolo was ready
to start meditating when Gohan walked up to him.
"Mr. Piccolo?"
He asked cautiously. Piccolo peered down at him, with the look of 'go
on' framing his face. Gohan brought his hand out from behind his back and
held out a small red package and smiled.
"Merry Christmas
Mr. Piccolo!" Piccolo looked at Gohan confused, but took the little package
anyways and looked at it, making no attempt to open it.
"Go on Piccolo…open
it." Gohan smiled again. Piccolo turned his attention to everyone else,
they were watching them and smiling. Piccolo looked back at the small package
and quickly unwrapped it. A tiny pin layed in the wrapping paper. His name
was engraved in it under a large colorful note that read "To my best friend,
thank you for teaching me all I know. Merry Christmas! Love, Gohan." Piccolo
quirked an eye ridge and smirked. He took out the pin and let the wrapping
paper fall to the ground.
"You like it
Mr. Piccolo?" Gohan asked. Piccolo looked at his little friend.
"Yes Gohan, I
like it…Thanks kid." Piccolo smiled again. Gohan smiled back.
A Merry Christmas indeed. Piccolo received his first
gift. And it meant more to him then what he made it seem like it did. With
that pin he kept it till the day he died. Not knowing it, Gohan thought
that pin was lost for good after a while, but Piccolo had it with him for
good. That Christmas Eve night there was such happiness and cheer around
that Piccolo had his very first Merry Christmas, and until this day. His
first and far-most best ever!
THE END
