Thanksgiving Z
November 26th was approaching. Thanksgiving was getting near. Goku and Chichi had
spent the last week decorating the house for the occasion.
"I don't understand." Goku said, confused. "Why do we need to spend so much time putting up
decorations for something that'll only last a day?" he asked while hanging up a banner saying,
Happy Thanksgiving!
Chichi turned around with a stern look on her face.
"Because, Goku" she bagan. "Thanksgiving is a wonderful celebration of family and what we're
thankful for-" Just then, Chichi got an idea. "There's also gonna be a big feast." Goku froze
instantly, slowly turning his head around. "F....f...fea....fea-" he stammered. "That's right, Goku. A
FEAST!" Goku just started bouncing off the walls cheering in joy as if he just had too much caffine
at the moment.
"Okay!" Goku said almost so estatic that he went super saiyan. "Let's get to work! I'll get
Goten and Gohan to help!" Goku dashed upstairs. "haha" Chichi laughed. "Goku would do
ANYTHING for food." she snickered.
MEANWHILE AT CAPSULE CORP...
"Vegeta!" Bulma shouted. "Grr... What, woman?" the Saiyan prince answered walking out of the
gravity room with a towel slung over his broad shoulders with sweat dripping of his body.
"Help me pack everything in the car! Please." Bulma asked. "Why?" Vegeta replied angerly.
"These earth holidays are pointless!" "Oh, come on, Vegeta!" Bulma sighed.
"We're going to Goku's house to celebrate Thanksgiving this year. Besides. Thanksgiving
is a holiday of fun
and family! Plus food and-" Vegeta turned around at her with . "Food?" "Yes." Bulma replied
almost laughing. Vegeta loved food almost as much as Goku. "Fine. I'll help, as
long as I get some food." Vegeta commanded. "Yes. OF course!" Bulma laughed. Man, Saiyans
just LOVE to eat. Bulma thought with a smile on her face.
I remember when Goku was like that as a kid. Heck, he's STILL like that today!
"So what should I do first?" Vegeta asked. "First, go put on a shirt." Bulma answered. "We can't
go into public with you shirtless." Bulma said giggling a bit. "And wear something a little formal."
"Fine." he answered. Vegeta went into him and Bulma's room and opened a dresser full of blue
tops. Vegeta grabbed one with sleeves and put on a tie over it. Vegeta walked out back to the
kitchen where Bulma was getting Trunks's help to pack food and some games to play.
"Ha." Bulma laughed to herself. "I'm being beating in strength by a.... Trunks how old are
you agian? Your old moms forgot again." "I'm nine!" Trunks announced trying to sound cool and
proud of his age." "Feh, so?" Vegeta laughed. "I was five when I started fighting!" Vegeta
bragged.
"Wow, five?!" Trunks exclaimed. "Dad, you're so cool!" "Vegeta, could you lend us a hand?"
Bulma asked. "Vegeta just shrugged his shoulders and lifted the two, large boxes. "Okay."
he said. Let's get going to Kakarot's house.
BACK AT GOKU'S HOUSE
"Crap." Chichi complained putting down the telephone. "What?" Goku said finishing
setting the
table (and breaking almost two sets of dishes and silverware). "Bulma and Vegeta will be here
in ten minutes!" "Then lets get moving!" Goku said quickly. "Gohan! Goten!" Up front, now!"
Gohan stood before his dad wearing a brown t-shirt and a pair of levi jeans. Goten, (trying to
stand before his dad like an army man with his chest out) wore a small pair of sweat pants and
a brown sweater with a little turkey on the front. "Bulma and Vegeta will be here in about ten
minutes, so I need you two to help finish decorating!" "Yes." they replied simutaneously.
"Gohan. You put up the banner around the inside of the house. Goten, you put up the streamers
and banners in the backyard." "Okay!" they said at the same time again. As they left to do their
chores. "Now we're just one step closer to that delicious food!" Goku said almost drooling at
the thought of all the food.
