A/n: This is my first ever fanfiction, so don't hold back in your reviews, hoping that I get any to begin with. Well, as long as I'm here, let's get the story started.

The house was quiet nowadays. Gohan had recently found out that his father wouldn't be returning for a year after the incident with Freeza on Namek. And now, our young hero has spent the last three weeks-

"Gohan! Mama's bringing you snacks to her little scholar!" ChiChi called through Gohan's door.

Two miles away from home and deep in the woods

Oh crap, thought Gohan, If Mom finds out I'm training, I'm dead! Not to mention that frying pan! With that in mind, Gohan flew towards the Son household.

Back in the house

"Gohan sweetie, are you there? You better not be sleeping, young man! And don't even think about flying off to go train!"

1 mile away from home

Gotta go faster! thought Gohan. It was then that Gohan saw his bedroom window in the distance. Gohan sped up even faster until-

Back in the house

"Gohan! I'm coming in! AND YOU BETTER BE STUD-" ChiChi screamed before there was a deafening crash in the room.

In the window

Gohan knew that he was screwed now. His clothes were torn from training, he had broke the window to get inside the house, and worse of all, his momentum had destroyed his work desk, bookshelf, and other horrifying devices of academic training.

ChiChi burst in through the door, looked at Gohan, then the window, and back before fainting.

Two hours later

"YOU GET BACK HERE!" ChiChi screamed as she wielded the frying pan against a fleeing six-year-old.

"Mom, calm down!" yelled Gohan as he literally tore through the walls of the house.

"FIRST YOU DAYDREAM WHILE STUDYING, THEN YOU BEAT UP THE TUTOR I HIRED-"

"But mom, you beat up the-"

"THEN YOU HAVE THE NERVE TO LEAVE AND GO TRAINING! WHERE DID I GO WRONG!" screamed ChiChi. With a mighty swing, ChiChi swung and broke her frying pan on Gohan's head.

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!" was Gohan's reply as he went flying through the kitchen and out the window.

One hour later

"That is it young man," was ChiChi's eerily calm declaration.

"W-what?" asked Gohan, rubbing the contusion on the back of his head.

"I mean Gohan," ChiChi said, "that I'm sending you to school."

A/N: Haha, I always loved the frying pan of doom. Too bad it and Gohan can't get along. Well, please review and I'll see when I can update. Later!