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Chapter 1: 10 Year Olds Reunite!

It was a clear, bright morning day, and Bulma awakened to the sound off an alarm ringing. She yawned and clicked 'Off' as she noticed the time was 6:00 am.

She suddenly smiled as she remembered, "Today's the first day of 4th grade!"

She quickly jumped out of bed, and opened her massive closet to choose her outfit for the day. After 10 minutes, she finally settled with a sparkly pink shirt and a glittery black skirt.

She smiled to herself in the mirror, and practically ran downstairs to see her parents.

Unfortunately, she jumped as she saw Vegeta's presence at her kitchen table.

"What are you doing here?!" Bulma exclaimed.

"Oh honey, don't be so rude to your boyfriend," Mrs. Briefs giggled. She didn't mind making extra breakfast at all.

"Yeah, Woman, don't be so rude," Vegeta smirked as he dug in to her mom's pancakes, "I was actually wanting to see you,"

'Liar!' Bulma glared at him.

'I know, duh' Vegeta smirked back as he slowly chewed his pancakes.

"How long has he been here?!" Bulma asked.

"About 2 hours ago," Her mom chirped.

Bulma's eyes widened, "You wake up at 4 am?!"

"Of course!" Vegeta scoffed as he finished his pancakes and got up, "Now, let's go to school,"

"I didn't even eat yet!" Bulma yelled as she quickly started eating her breakfast.

"Vegeta's so timely," Her mother clapped her hands.

Bulma rolled her eyes as she eventually finished her breakfast and grabbed her book bag, "See ya later,"

"Bye!" Her mother waved as Bulma and Vegeta started walking towards school.

As they started walking, it was silent until Bulma turned to Vegeta and demanded, "Why were you really here?!"

"My stupid mom wouldn't make me pancakes," Vegeta immediately answered.

"What does that have to do with me?" Bulma asked.

"Well, I know your stupid mom would make me some," Vegeta smirked.

Bulma pushed him, but he barely moved, so she ended up pulling his tail like a child would to a dog.

"OW!" Vegeta yelped as his tail retaliated and knocked her to the ground.

Bulma got up, narrowing her eyes at Vegeta, "It's on, now!" She tackled him to the ground and started punching his chest as hard as she could while yanking his hair.

Just then, Goku appeared before them, breaking them up, "Come on guys! We need to go to school!"

Vegeta and Bulma growled as they backed off of each other.

Bulma jumped in Goku's arms and hugged him, just to spite Vegeta, "Goku! Vegeta's being mean!"

Goku nervously chuckled and smiled, "I'm sure he's not being too mean..."

Vegeta's eyebrow twitched and he yanked her off of Goku, "You're the one who pulled my tail!"

"You're the one who insulted my mother!" Bulma stuck her tongue out.

"If you didn't screech so much, then we wouldn't be arguing!" Vegeta scoffed.

"Fine! Then I won't ever talk to you!" Bulma yelled.

"Fine!" Vegeta yelled back.

"FINE!" They both screamed, then ended up crossing their arms, looking away from each other.

Goku wrapped his arms around Bulma and Vegeta's shoulders, "Aw, come on! You guys didn't mean that!"

"Shut up!" Bulma and Vegeta yelled as they brushed Goku's arms off of them, and started walking towards school.

'I have a feeling this is gonna be a long year' Goku thought to himself as he rushed after them.

When they arrived at school, they walked to the list of all 4th graders on the wall of the attendance office to see what class they got.

"We all got King Vegeta's class in Room 405," Goku pointed out their names.

"..." Bulma and Vegeta started walking to that room.

"Wait up!" Goku yelled as he tried to catch up with them.

When all three made it to their room, Goku opened the door.

"This is a giant room!" Goku yelled as he starred checking out all the details of the classroom, "And we don't have a smartboard this year!"

"Hey, Goku!" Piccolo called.

Goku ran towards Piccolo, "Hey Piccolo! Long time no see!"

"Hn, my album went platinum on iTunes," Piccolo stated proudly.

"You had an album?" Goku asked.

"It was called 'Pickle-O Swag's Cucumber'," Piccolo said.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Turles busted out laughing, "Piccolo's 'Cucumber!'"

"Shut up you pervert!" Piccolo yelled, "Celeria! Shut up your perverted boyfriend!"

"Hey! Just cause he's a little dirty doesn't make him a perv!" Celeria objected.

"..."

"Okay, that was a flat out lie," Krillin said.

"I fully support that statement!" Chi-Cji agreed.

"Anyway, what's up with Bulma and Vegeta?" Launch asked.

"I dunno," Tien shrugged.

Everyone just noticed them acting very silent and just...glaring at each other.

"Can we ignore them? They're putting an unsettling vibe to my day," Frieza asked.

"Great idea!" Cell said.

As the bell rung and class started, King Vegeta walked up to the front of the class, "Okay you little accidents, today we're gonna learn how to shoot people!"

"Umm...you think this is appropriate?" Krillin asked.

"SHUT UP!" Everyone hushed Krillin.

"If there isn't anymore interruptions, let's go outside!" King Vegeta announced as everyone rushed outside in a hurry.

It was bright and sunny for 9:30 am, and King Vegeta handed each student a handgun.

"Okay, we're gonna play a game! We're gonna play "Gun Tag", it's where everyone shoots each other and the dead people lose!" King Vegeta informed.

"YAAAAY!" Everyone cheered.

"This is gonna be so fun!" Blonde Launch yelled. She waited a long time to finally get permission to use her gun.

While everyone started their game, running around with guns, Mr. Blutzinger stomped outside, furious.

"What is this fool doing, giving kids guns?!" Mr. Blutzinger growled as he spotted the first child with a gun.

"YOU!" Mr. Blutzinger screamed right behind Frieza.

Frieza jumped and immediately aimed the gun behind him.

BANG!

Everyone paused and turned to see Mr. Blutzinger, who fell heavily on the ground, with a bullet in his leg. Blood was starting to pour out quickly, and everyone was dead silent.

"What did you do?!" Vegeta yelled.

"He scared me!" Frieza defended himself.

"That's an awful reason to shoot someone!" Cell clenched his teeth.

"I can fix it!" Goku said as he ran towards Mr. Blutzinger, but accidentally pulled his trigger, shooting his other leg.

"GOKU!" Chi-Chi screamed.

"I'm sorry!" Goku shook with fear.

"That was the stupidest thing I ever saw!" Bulma rubbed her temples.

"Okay," King Vegeta reasoned, "Maybe we could bury-"

Just then, everyone heard a police siren not too far away from here.

"...RUN!" King Vegeta yelled as he ran into the school building.

Everyone quickly followed King Vegeta's example, and quickly left the scene.

Frieza fumbled with the gun, and ended up throwing at at Yamcha, who tripped and fell with it.

"He did it!" Frieza yelled behind his back as he busted out of there.

"There he is!" Yamcha could head policemen coming towards him.

"Please, I didn't do noth-AAAAAHHH!" Yamcha screamed as he gotten tased.

Music Class-

"Umm...Son Goku and umm...Pickle-O Swag..announced that they had a song for us," The teacher said.

"This is gonna be crazy, isn't it?" Vegeta asked.

"I know it is..." Krillin sighed.

Piccolo gave the camera to Frieza to record, "Make sure you film it good!"

"Alright, whatever," Frieza snorted.

"Alright, I'm Pickle-O Swag, and this is one of the songs I'm gonna play for my new album, Pickle-O Swag's Cucumber,"

"Hah!" Turles snorted in laughter.

"Anyway, it'll be on iTunes to download, so here we go! This song is called, 'Snickers'" Piccolo pointed towards Cell, who started the beat with his electric keyboard.

Goku started the song out in autotune (Basically 'Dragon Soul' that Sean Schemmel sung). And everyone cringed at his horrible singing.

"I wanna Snickers, a Snickers in my knickers! Not Reese's, not Hersheys! Snickers, in my knickers!" Goku sung.

"God, my ears!" Tights covered her ears.

"This is torture!" Tien banged his head against the wall.

"The autotune makes it worse!" Celeria yelled.

Then, Piccolo began his rap, saying this whole verse in a matter of 20 seconds,

"Blow Pops, Skittles, Starburst, you assuming I'm a candy man

What I gotta do to get it through to you I'm Namekian

Innovative and I'm made of stuff

So that anything you say is ricocheting off of me and it'll glue to you

I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating

How to give a motherf***in' audience a feeling like it's levitating

Never fading, and I know that the haters are forever waiting

For the day that they can say I fell off, they'd be celebrating

'Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated

I make Piccolo music, you make Yamcha music!"

The music immediately stopped, giving off the longest silence ever.

"..."

"B****! You stole that entire verse from Eminem!" Vegeta yelled.

"N-No I didn't!" Piccolo stuttered as he caught his breath.

"Yes you did- you know what? F*** this class! Your music's awful!" Vegeta yelled as he walked out of the classroom and slammed the door.

"...I agree with him," Hercule raised his hand.

Lunch-

"Piccolo, can I borrow some lunch money?" Goku asked as he was in the lunch line, his stomach growling painfully.

"No, I'm saving it for my water!" Piccolo denied, turning back around towards the line.

Goku groaned painfully. If only he remembered to bring his money! He then noticed Piccolo's lunch money sticking out of his gi.

Goku looked around to see if anyone was watching, and carefully took Piccolo's lunch money.

Android 17 and 18 stared at Goku's actions and shook their heads. They were sitting at the usual lunch table, having brought their own lunch.

"I-Is there something wrong, 18?" Krillin asked nervously.

"Don't get your panties in a bunch, I was just staring at your idiotic friend," 18 responded.

"You mean Goku?" Krillin asked.

"Seems like he's gonna get his a** kicked in a minute," 17 snorted as he pointed at the lunch line.

"I swear! I had my money!" Piccolo tried to convince the lunch lady.

"I don't care! Get out of my lunch line if you don't got no money!" The lunch lady screamed at Piccolo.

Piccolo growled at threw his water bottles on the ground, making a big mess, "Try cleaning this up now you old b****!"

After Piccolo left fuming, Goku paid for his lunch with Piccolo's money, and sat down next to Chi-Chi.

"You're gonna get it!" Chi-Chi huffed.

"Aw it's ok, Chi! I'll pay him back somehow," Goku compromised.

Recess-

It was sometime after lunch, and Goku was getting concerned.

"Chi-Chi, they haven't spoken to each other since this morning," Goku explained.

"Just give them time to work it out," Chi-Chi reasoned, "You know how they're both stubborn,"

"Well, that's not working, so I have to do something to make Vegeta angry," Goku's mind clicked with an idea.

"Goku, don't get killed," Chi-Chi warned.

"I won't!" Goku smiled as he jumped off of the slide they were sitting on.

Goku walked towards Frieza, who was nearby the seesaw, and tapped his shoulder.

"What?!" Frieza demanded.

"Umm, can you please push Bulma down or something," Goku asked.

"Why should I?" Frieza asked, "Not that I like putting pain onto people..."

"Well, she did snitch on you back in preschool," Goku recalled.

"Hmm...you're right!" Frieza growled as he walked towards Bulma.

Bulma was on the swings, with Vegeta on the one next to hers. Neither said anything, so intent on winning their argument.

But out of nowhere, Frieza walked behind Bulma, and pushed her off of her swing.

"Ow! What was that for!" Bulma yelled as she clutched her arm in pain.

"That's for snitching back in preschool!" Frieza laughed.

"Hey!" Vegeta barked, "I should kill you where you stand, touching my Woman like that!"

"Oh yeah?! Bring it on!" Frieza yelled as he put up his dukes.

Vegeta immediately transformed into a Super Saiyan, walking slowly towards him.

Frieza, sensing death, started backing away in fear.

Vegeta eventually caught up with Frieza, and knocked him out with a single punch.

"Yes! My plan's working!" Goku whispered excitedly.

Vegeta walked back to Bulma and simply held out his hand. Bulma stared at it for a couple of seconds before grabbing it, and immediately jumping into his arms.

Vegeta's eyes widened a fraction, and he supported a light blush as they were in public view.

"...I'm sorry, for pulling your tail," Bulma apologized.

"I guess I regret calling your stupid mother stupid," Vegeta responded.

Bulma looked at her arm, and flinched as her skin was lightly scraped off, and now appearing to have blood.

"My perfect skin is ruined!" Bulma cried in horror.

"Shut up, I get worse wounds," Vegeta scoffed, but ended up leading her to the nurse's office to get some Band-Aids.

"Yes! I did it!" Goku smiled widely.

"GOKU! I KNOW YOU STOLE MY LUNCH MONEY!" Piccolo screamed not too far away.

Goku gulped and went back to his hiding spot on the slide.

Later-

It was the end of the day, and Bulma and Vegeta were walking home from school.

"It was nice of you to beat up Frieza for me," Bulma smiled as she showed Vegeta her Band-Aid, which he put on for her, for the millionth time.

"It's not such a big deal..." Vegeta scoffed rolling his eyes.

"Well-"

"HELP!" a voice screamed as it ran towards their direction.

Bulma and Vegeta turned to see Goku, who stopped running and started gulping up air.

"What in the blasted world are you going on, Kakarot?!" Vegeta demanded.

"It's Piccolo!" Goku cried, "He's out to get me, you gotta help!"

"Well, it's your problem," Vegeta stated.

Bulma frowned at Vegeta and hit him arm, "Well, I could make you a disguise..."

"That's perfect!" Goku smiled, "Okay, I'll see you-"

"GOKU! WHERE THE H*** ARE YOU?!" Piccolo's voice rung through the sky.

"I gotta go!" Goku cried as he blasted off, leaving the confused duo standing there.

Next Time- Krillin's First Date! Piccolo's Revenge!

What will be the fate of Mr. Blutzinger? Will Piccolo kill Goku? Krillin's first date?! HUUH?! Find out all this information next chapter!

I'm...*yawn*...back...Zzz...O-Okay I'm awake! Again, I apologize for being so late, but I did update Next Gen, didn't I?! Right guys?! Heh heh...*fans are still glaring at me* Okay, I know I've been slowing down lately, but I promise, everything will be much better and organized once I finish 4th and 5th grade. I'll only have my high school fics, which I plan to do a chapter every Friday when I get into my freshman year. The main problem is sports. By the time I get home, I'm too dead tired from practicing. Well, I just hope you can bear with me till May 26th, cause I have a busy life now. Anyway, I will TRY to update 5th grade soon, it's just that I have trouble making the football scenes...Anyway, look out for more 4th and 5th grade, and give me your first impression on this chapter! See ya!