"Warriors absolutely do NOT dance," Vegeta scowled in distaste.
"Father, you've got to make an exception. Not all of us likes dancing," Trunks sighed. I stared at the stage. Not another make-yourself-a-popular-idiot-day again. It was huge, with spotlights so when you dance and they switch it off, that means you're out.
"It's going to be fun!" Goku smiled and slapped Vegeta on the back, "I'm sure most of the girls can dance."
"Gohann? What in the world are you doing here?" a voice called from behind.
"Er…Fidel! Um…nothing much," Gohann murmured and blushed.
"Great. Now get over here and help me find this blonde haired burglar. She just robbed a bank and came running this way."
"She?" I exclaimed and looked around. The funny thing is that Tien had just suddenly disappeared. Oh, it's Launch.
"Someone give me some pepper, a feather…something?" a strangled voice of Tien's called from way back.
"Be quiet! You're going to give our position away! Robbing a bank isn't that easy you know!"
Everyone sweatdropped.
"Um…Fidel, since you're here…" Gohann murmured sweating bullets, "You don't mind dancing this evening would you?"
"A date?" she frowned in a bored tone.
"Um…" Gohann's face flushed crimson.
"Sure. I'll be there. Now help me find that…"
"Aaachoo! Huh? Tien, where in the world did I get this gun?"
"Never mind Gohann."
…
We just ran into Chichi and 18 who were shopping for dresses.
"Hey Chichi, 18. Do you want to dance this evening?" Krillin asked, "Everyone's gonna participate so we can get the dragonball…and have fun."
"I finally get to spend some time with Goku," Chichi grumbled waving her shopping bags around, "But he has two left feet when it comes to dancing."
"I'll go. Where is it?" 18 asked.
"At that building. 7:30." Krillin answered.
"Okay honey, I'll meet you there." 18 said and walked off.
…
Pairs. Perfect pairs. I bit my lip as I read the list. Trunks and me, Gohann and Fidel, Goku and Chichi, Vegeta and Bulma, Tien and Launch, Krillin and 18, and Yamcha was gonna sit this one out.
"Do your best!" Puar cheered.
"Okay, what's your plan Mirao…?" I hissed.
"Just follow your instincts," he answered back.
I sweatdropped.
"That's not very helpful."
"Let the dance show…begin!" the announcer called. The lights flared, and the music started. It was fast and cool. Trunks was wearing his usual and I had long sleeved pink shirt and boot cut skinny jeans. We moved to the side…kind of like what you see birds do in courting…cough*. Goku seemed to have a little trouble with Chichi if not actually crushing her feet.
"Ow! Goku!"
"Sorry."
"Owww!"
"Oops."
"Watch where you're stepping silly."
"Oh."
Vegeta was doing better though, but he danced to robotic. A light turned dark next to us. The next piece of music required a different type of dancing. Romantic dancing.
Blah. Tien and Krillin were doing a great job on this one.
CRASH!
"Oops. Sorry Chichi, are you okay?" Goku asked, whiles staring up at the hole in the ceiling.
…
"Get your monkey butt up here this instant!" came a very sharp reply. The lights blacked out for Goku as he tried to pull Chichi back down. Next song…
"Vegeta! I'm not a rag doll. Don't fling me around like that!" Bulma hissed angrily.
"Tch. It's not my fault why you're so light woman." he responded. I sweatdropped and locked eyes with Trunks, who also seemed quite embarrassed at the moment.
"Aachoo! Tien, what are we doing dancing here? Stop wasting time! We've got another bank to rob!" Launch dragged poor Tien out by the front door. Lights out for him too.
SMASH.
"Vegeta!" came Bulma's yell. There goes the switch. Only 18 and I were left. We were doing pretty well until…I tripped on something. It was a rather big rock. I had no idea how it got there. I fell down pretty hard.
Ow.
…
"Great job Krillin!" Gohann congratulated as Trunks came back with a cool towel. I wrapped it around my ankle.
"18 was a great dancer…" Krillin smiled and scratched his bald head.
"Ya Krillin, those moves were awesome!" Yamcha waved.
"How are Chichi and Bulma feeling?" Tien asked as he returned from somewhere looking like someone tied him to a stick and mistaken him for a piñata. In this case, Launch.
"Mad." was a sour reply.
"Goku, you totally did it this time," Yamcha commented while eyeing the hole in the ceiling, "You threw Chichi up there didn't you!"
"Ehehe…it was an accident…"
SLAP.
"Why in the world is everything with you an accident?"
"Sorry."