Ketsuri: As my bio promised here is a new fic.
Disclaimer: I am not making any money off of this fic, so you cannot legally sue me, but if you must complain I'll say it... I don't own dragon ball z
Side note: after cell games and before Saya man saga. To be specific it's about 1 month before Gohan goes to school. Okay? Okay
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"I don't know why you insisted on dragging me to this thing," Vegita growled in Bulma's car. They were on their way to a huge picnic at the Son hose. Everyone was going to be there (whether they liked it or not) to celebrate Gohan's perfect score on his entry exams to Orange Star High School.
"Because the Sons invited us over to celebrate, and we're all going to have fun doing it. And that includes you!" Bulma barked she was getting irritated at her husband. Ever since the Cell games all he did was eat, sleep, train, and of course complain.
"Mom, when are we ganna get there? I'm hungry, and I wanna play with Goten!" Chibi Trunks shouted from the backseat of the car. "And I have to go to the bathroom, and I'm bored."
"We're almost there Trunks, and you'll get all the food you can eat, and can go to the bathroom, but if you don't stop complaining I'm going to go home, which will take 2 more hours then re-drive up here without stopping," Bulma threatened. Her patience were wearing thin, very thin. Thank god we're almost their Bulma thought as she hit the accelerator.
Their red hover-car pulled into the Son driveway that was almost full thanks to Turtle's rigorous nap schedule. "Bulma, Vegita! I'm so glad you could make it!" Chi-chi shouted running out of her little house. "The boys are just finishing the food,"
"I wouldn't miss this party for the world, and neither would Vegita," Bulma said looking over her shoulder, receiving a grunt from her husband. "I'm so proud of Gohan, who would ever think he could have made perfect scores on all of his entry exams,"
"I know, I'm so proud of my little scholar," Chi-chi said brimming with pride as she and Bulma walked into the house chatting the whole way.
"Son, you must be on your best behavior, this party is very important to your mother. If your out of line even once, your training time with me will be doubled," Vegita said to his son before wandering behind the house to the buffet.
Trunks gulped at the thought of training longer with his father. The cessions were already 3 hours long. He walked along the lawn careful not to mess up a single blade of grass when suddenly Goten tackled him from behind forcing him to forget his father's threats.
"Tag your it!" Goten shouted running off into the vast trees behind the son's house. Trunks smirked and started running after his best friend.
Chi-chi sighed watching her Goten, then looked at Gohan who was trying to keep Vegita from eating until everything was ready. "Listen, I am hungry, and was promised food, and if you don't let me eat I will blast you out of my way," Vegita shouted at Gohan.
"They grow up so fast," Chi-chi said turning back to Bulma. Bulma nodded taking a sip of tea, while helping Chi-chi cook and watching a cooking show. Following the strict rules of the "how to" show's cook was the only way Chi-chi let Bulma near the kitchen, but Bulma didn't mind.
"Before you know it Chi-chi Gohan will be going off to college, then getting a successful career," Bulma said putting the dish onto a serving plate. The two girls wasted no time in taking the food outside for the hungry sayins.
Vegita looked at the food and start digging in. "Wait Vegita, we can't eat until Goten, and Trunks get here," Bulma said taking the plate full of food from underneath her husband.
"I thought Piccolo was going to be here to," Bulma said taking a seat as they waited for the two smallest of the gang to smell the food.
"You mean the Namek?" Vegita asked with a smug look on his face "He's already here." Vegita pointed to Piccolo standing in complete silence a few feet behind the table.
Gohan ran up to his old mentor "I'm glad you could make it," he said with a smile.
"You did make perfect scores, besides I haven't seen you in a while," Piccolo said slowly looking at Gohan.
"Gohan lets eat!" Trunks shouted as be bounced up and down in his seat.
"Yea Gohan!" Goten said turning to face his older brother.
Gohan looked at them completely baffled. Where did they come from? Gohan thought for a moment, Who cares lets eat!
After all the food was gone, and all of the sayins were full they all got up to leave. "Thanks for the great meal Chi-chi" Bulma said hugging her long time friend.
"It was," Chi-chi started but was interrupted by a loud beep. It was the TV, Bulma forgot to turn it off after the cooking show.
"We now go to you live at the hospital where all of these strange accusations occurred," The man on the screen said.
Everyone looked at the screen in wonder. "All of this started when we couldn't find this boy's blood type, then we found out his DNA wasn't a twisted double helix... heck it wasn't twisted at all," A new face appeared on the screen, it was a young teen no older then 16. He had shoulder length dark red hair and a soft face. His eyes were closed in a hospital bed.
"Oh my god, that isn't possible," Bulma said, her and Gohan's jaw both dropped.
"So what if his DNA isn't twisted," Vegita said walking towards the car, but was stopped by his wife's grip on his shoulder.
"Well every human's DNA is twisted," Bulma said turning him around "But sayin's DNA isn't,"
Disclaimer: I am not making any money off of this fic, so you cannot legally sue me, but if you must complain I'll say it... I don't own dragon ball z
Side note: after cell games and before Saya man saga. To be specific it's about 1 month before Gohan goes to school. Okay? Okay
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"I don't know why you insisted on dragging me to this thing," Vegita growled in Bulma's car. They were on their way to a huge picnic at the Son hose. Everyone was going to be there (whether they liked it or not) to celebrate Gohan's perfect score on his entry exams to Orange Star High School.
"Because the Sons invited us over to celebrate, and we're all going to have fun doing it. And that includes you!" Bulma barked she was getting irritated at her husband. Ever since the Cell games all he did was eat, sleep, train, and of course complain.
"Mom, when are we ganna get there? I'm hungry, and I wanna play with Goten!" Chibi Trunks shouted from the backseat of the car. "And I have to go to the bathroom, and I'm bored."
"We're almost there Trunks, and you'll get all the food you can eat, and can go to the bathroom, but if you don't stop complaining I'm going to go home, which will take 2 more hours then re-drive up here without stopping," Bulma threatened. Her patience were wearing thin, very thin. Thank god we're almost their Bulma thought as she hit the accelerator.
Their red hover-car pulled into the Son driveway that was almost full thanks to Turtle's rigorous nap schedule. "Bulma, Vegita! I'm so glad you could make it!" Chi-chi shouted running out of her little house. "The boys are just finishing the food,"
"I wouldn't miss this party for the world, and neither would Vegita," Bulma said looking over her shoulder, receiving a grunt from her husband. "I'm so proud of Gohan, who would ever think he could have made perfect scores on all of his entry exams,"
"I know, I'm so proud of my little scholar," Chi-chi said brimming with pride as she and Bulma walked into the house chatting the whole way.
"Son, you must be on your best behavior, this party is very important to your mother. If your out of line even once, your training time with me will be doubled," Vegita said to his son before wandering behind the house to the buffet.
Trunks gulped at the thought of training longer with his father. The cessions were already 3 hours long. He walked along the lawn careful not to mess up a single blade of grass when suddenly Goten tackled him from behind forcing him to forget his father's threats.
"Tag your it!" Goten shouted running off into the vast trees behind the son's house. Trunks smirked and started running after his best friend.
Chi-chi sighed watching her Goten, then looked at Gohan who was trying to keep Vegita from eating until everything was ready. "Listen, I am hungry, and was promised food, and if you don't let me eat I will blast you out of my way," Vegita shouted at Gohan.
"They grow up so fast," Chi-chi said turning back to Bulma. Bulma nodded taking a sip of tea, while helping Chi-chi cook and watching a cooking show. Following the strict rules of the "how to" show's cook was the only way Chi-chi let Bulma near the kitchen, but Bulma didn't mind.
"Before you know it Chi-chi Gohan will be going off to college, then getting a successful career," Bulma said putting the dish onto a serving plate. The two girls wasted no time in taking the food outside for the hungry sayins.
Vegita looked at the food and start digging in. "Wait Vegita, we can't eat until Goten, and Trunks get here," Bulma said taking the plate full of food from underneath her husband.
"I thought Piccolo was going to be here to," Bulma said taking a seat as they waited for the two smallest of the gang to smell the food.
"You mean the Namek?" Vegita asked with a smug look on his face "He's already here." Vegita pointed to Piccolo standing in complete silence a few feet behind the table.
Gohan ran up to his old mentor "I'm glad you could make it," he said with a smile.
"You did make perfect scores, besides I haven't seen you in a while," Piccolo said slowly looking at Gohan.
"Gohan lets eat!" Trunks shouted as be bounced up and down in his seat.
"Yea Gohan!" Goten said turning to face his older brother.
Gohan looked at them completely baffled. Where did they come from? Gohan thought for a moment, Who cares lets eat!
After all the food was gone, and all of the sayins were full they all got up to leave. "Thanks for the great meal Chi-chi" Bulma said hugging her long time friend.
"It was," Chi-chi started but was interrupted by a loud beep. It was the TV, Bulma forgot to turn it off after the cooking show.
"We now go to you live at the hospital where all of these strange accusations occurred," The man on the screen said.
Everyone looked at the screen in wonder. "All of this started when we couldn't find this boy's blood type, then we found out his DNA wasn't a twisted double helix... heck it wasn't twisted at all," A new face appeared on the screen, it was a young teen no older then 16. He had shoulder length dark red hair and a soft face. His eyes were closed in a hospital bed.
"Oh my god, that isn't possible," Bulma said, her and Gohan's jaw both dropped.
"So what if his DNA isn't twisted," Vegita said walking towards the car, but was stopped by his wife's grip on his shoulder.
"Well every human's DNA is twisted," Bulma said turning him around "But sayin's DNA isn't,"