Woot! Another Chapter done! I'm... I'm so proud off myself xD It has been none stop writing all day which make me a happy camper!

To all the reviewers: THANK YOU! XD

MrSuperSaiyan: No Mr. T was meant to say that. If you think it would be better if Gohan said it I could go back and change it. ^_^ haha You really think they wouldn't fit on the floor? I guess I'll have to think of something cool then. God that means using my brain! _

MadamDegrassi16: Ye he does. A lot of it to. Thinking about him giving Videl straight answers too. So she won't be so rude to him all the time xD... Straight answers... sometime... there are a few minor details he wants to hold from her xD And I'm happy you didn't want saiyaman. I personally think he is pretty stupid ^_^'

Anyway...

Chapter 4: To the Gym!

~~~~ On To The Story! ~~~~

"What was what?" Gohan asked playing dumb.

"Don't try to pull that shit with me Gohan. I know better." Videl said dangerously.

"I'm sorry Videl. I didn't mean to interrupt you fathers speech I.."

"I don't care about that. I'm tired of hearing that speech." Videl said. "Don't try to avoid the question."

Gohan didn't want to talk at the moment. He wanted away from her.

'He's hiding something. I know it.' Videl thought. 'If I could just get him to tell me.'

"Videl I..."

"You!" came a monstrous shout.

Gohan and Videl looked down the hall to see Hercule and the rest of the students leaving the auditorium.

"To the gym now!" he shouted before storming off.

"Great going." Videl mumbled. "Now he's angry."

Gohan snorted. "What's he going to do?"

"Well he was going to make up all work out before diner. It might have something to do with that."

"Well I suppose there is no getting around this then." Gohan walked after Hercule. The sea of students parted when he past. He heard them whispering things like 'Is nerd-boy crazy?' or 'Mr. Satan must have taken that as a challenge.' Gohan looked over his shoulder. "I guess I owe you a few answers Videl. Later tonight. I'll answer a couple for you." he called.

"What are you talking about nerd-boy?" Sharpner asked. "There is no later for you."

A small smiled pulled at the corners of Goha'ns lips and he walked after Hercule with the students following not far behind. Most still whispering about Gohan's apparent death wish.

"Here kid." Hercule said, throwing Gohan a set of dark blue gi and a black belt. "Go put those on and get out here." Gohan turned and walked to the bathroom.

Gohan smirked as he walked off. He heard Hercule turn to the rest of the class. "The rest of you relax. Your real gym time comes an hour after lunch. Don't want you all to get cramps or anything."

"Mr. Hercule sir." one of the more quiet students said. "What do you plan on doing to nerd-boy?"

This must have caught everyone's attention because there was a group shout of yeah.

"Well, I'm just going to teach your classmate a lesson in respect that's all. With a small little work out." There were whispers them. Gohan rolled his eyes. This man's idea of a large work out would be his idea of a small one. He kicked the door open causing everyone's eyes to turn to him. He threw his cloths down into a pile by the wall and stood up straight. There was a load gasp in the room. Gohan grinned the son grin and rubbed the back of his head causing some girls to drool at the sight of his toned, muscular arms.

"Wh-When did you..." Sharpner stuttered.

Gohan looked over and beside to play dumb again. "What?" he asked.

"When did nerd-boy get ripped?" on of the jocks said.

Gohan looked up at Hercule who only stood with a defiant look on his face.

'No way that scrawny kid is actually this... No way!' Hercule thought. 'He won't be able to stand after this then.'

"Sir what would you like me to do?" he asked as politely as he could.

Hercule smirked. "First, ten laps around the track." he said pointing to the track at the far end of the gym. "Them 100 push-ups,"

"Vertical or regular sir?" Gohan asked.

There was a snort. "Okay enough playing nerd-boy like you could actually do vertical push-ups." Sharpner said with a smile.

Gohan just turned back to Hercule and waited for an answer. "Well I don't want you to hurt yourself kid, if you could manage even 10 vertical push-ups I will take back what I said about Son Goku."

Gohan smiled. "Okay! What next?"

'What is Gohan made of?' Videl thought. 'He acts like this is going to be a piece of cake.'

Hercule let out a small growl of frustration. "Then 50 bench presses of my body weight, then 50 lunges 25 each leg, and then you get in that ring and get into your stance." He said quickly so he would be interrupted again. Gohan saluted and walked over to the track with everyone behind him.

"You can start when I say go." Mr. T said. "Ready... Set... GO!" he shouted.

Gohan took off at the fasted speed a human could reach.

"What is he doing?" people shouted. "For a nerd he doesn't use his head very well."

"Indeed." Hercule agreed. "He's going to wear himself down before he even gets to the push-ups."

'Slow down Gohan.' Videl thought. 'I don't wanna see dad win another thing like this.' She turned and glared up at her father how was chuckling triumphantly.

Gohan was actually enjoying the pace he was in right now. It was like a leisure time run he saw people take in the city, except a little faster paced. He grinned to himself. 'And he calls this a workout. Goten does more then this.' he thought. 'Well there is lap three. Seven to go.'

Gohan's crowd watched in amazement.

"He hasn't slowed down yet. Not even a little bit." someone shouted. Videl glanced up at her father again and smiled when she saw he was wearing a scowl of disapproval. "Come on Gohan." she cheered quietly to herself.

'Four more.' Gohan thought.

The class watched as Gohan slowed to a stop at the end of his ten laps.

"That was quite impressive kid." Hercule said. "But now remember, 100 push-ups. Don't hurt yourself with those vertical ones, just except that what I said was true."

On the inside Gohan was doing a war dance. He glanced over at Mr. T who gave him and encouraging and determined smile. Gohan smiled back. Gohan got down and when he found a good position for his hands, pushed himself into a handstand.

"Tell me again," he said. "How many did you say I wouldn't be able to do."

Hercule and some of the members of the class gulped.

"I believe they said ten Gohan." Mr. T said grinning. Gohan twisted his head to get a look at his teacher to two shared and evil smile together. It was another thing Gohan was doing this for. His teacher Mr. T who's faithfulness as a fan to his father didn't sway when around Hercule Satan. "I'll count for you Gohan." He said.

"1 …...2 …...3 …..." Mr. T said as Gohan started on his push-ups.

This made the crowds jaws to drop. "4... 5... 6..."

'For dad and Mr. T.' Gohan thought as he picked up the pace. "7. 8. 9. 10. 11. 12. 13. 14. 15. 16. 17. 18. 19. 20. 21. 22. 23. 24. 25."

"He... Nerd-boy... push-up. And the... only ten.." Truly Gohan's performance had lots of people's minds in a confused state. The boy they had dubbed nerd-boy from the first day of class was now showing his true colors as an athlete.

Mr. T had taken a seat cross legged next to Gohan and what had them all even more confused was the fact that he was chuckling next to Gohan. Was nerd-boy actually talking to him while doing this? Their minds were becoming more jumbled then ever.

"So Mr. T" Gohan asked. "How many was that?"

"That was 83 now Gohan." Mr. T said simply. "But answer me this boy. Since the first day of school you have allowed these people to call you 'nerd-boy'. Why is that?"

"I don't like a whole lot of attention Mr. T." was his simple reply causing the elder man into fits of laughter.

"You're gonna be getting it now boy. They will never forget." Came his choked out reply.

"You're right." sighed.

Mr. T contained his laughing after a few seconds. "Alright Gohan that was all of them." she said wiping his eyes free of the tears that had formed when he was laughing. Gohan smirked on the inside. He dropped down and got back up to his feet to face the shocked crowd.

"Mr. Satan," he said with a grin. "I believe we had a deal."

Hercule had a scowl of his face. He was fuming. "I take back what I said." he mumbled quietly.

"Oh but Mr. Satan that was not loud enough." Gohan said. "Repeat after me.. I Hercule Satan."

"I Hercule Satan,"

"Do Hear by apologize,"

"Do Hear by apologize,"

"To Son Goku."

"To Son Goku." Hercule ground out.

"And to all others I have humiliated."

"And to all others I have Humiliated."

"Because the art of using chi was an excepted form of martial arts before I said it wasn't."

"Because the art of using chi was an excepted form of martial arts before I said it wasn't!" Hercule roared thoroughly embarrassed. "George!"

"Yes sir?" said the butler who appeared at the door.

"Take the kids back to the auditorium, allow them to get their thing and escort them to their rooms. The when it is time bring them down for lunch."

"Yes sir." He said as Hercule stormed past him.

Gohan grinned to himself.

"Well students. If you would follow me." The butler, now George, said before turning and walking away.

Gohan grabbed his pile of cloths and before he could catch up to the end of the group, someone grabbed onto the back of his shirt. He turned and saw Videl looking up at him.

"Will you answer them now?" she asked with a slight glare.

Gohan sighed. "I guess I could answer a few for you.."

He never got to finish because Videl grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him along. She pulled him over to the corner of the room, where a few plush chairs were sitting. The sat there for a while is silence as Videl went threw her questions.

"How did you do that?" She asked suddenly.

Sigh.. And yet another chapter has gone by. Next one tomorrow! :D

Trunks: Daddy! She stopped working again!

Vegeta: Grr. GO WORK WOMAN! THESE PATETIC MORTALS ARE WAITING! **Chases**

NEXDT TIME!: Lunch with Satan himself