Shadowjessica: Finally! The last chapter is finished! It's been real you gu-*sees something slithering across her feet*G-Goku, did you, by any chance, see what just went over my feet?

Goku: *'innocently'*Why no, Jessica.

Shadowjessica: You did something didn't you?
Goku: No, why would you think I did?
Shadowjessica: because of before.

Goku:Well, I didn't.

Shadowjessica: Something's fishy…Oh yeah the story. I'll solve this mystery later! (As always, I don't own DBZ. I only own my characters and the story)

When saiyans and alcohol mix chapter 4

Last time in "WHEN SAIYANS AND ALCOHOL MIX…"

"Ma'am, do you know what happened here?" one of the officers said.

"A drunk man with spiky black hair started a fight with my husband and he knocked my husband out cold! I don't know if he's in a coma or if he's dead! Please, you've got to help him!" The wife said, kneeling down to her husband.

"We'll do everything we can, ma'am. (to the radio) Base, this is squad car 4, we need medical assistance ASAP. There is an unconscious man on the ground. Also everyone should be on the lookout for-"The second cop said before he was cutoff by his partner, who spotted Goku stumbling over the wire fence. "Scratch that, we got him." The second one said into the radio.

"Guess-where-he-stumbled into?" said the first one, panting and tired out from running. "Does-it-look-like-I know?" The second one said, also panting from running.

"Heh, heh, the baka just got into Crystal Lake penitentiary."

…And now back to our story...

'HAHA, those stupid cops ain't never gonna get me here!' Goku thought as he ran to the mysterious building.

Goku kept on running until he hit a brick wall, which caused the sign on it to fall. The sign read 'Crystal Lake Penitentiary Facility.' As Goku read the sign, he realized where he was.

"Crystal Lake Penitentiary?! How the hell'd I wind up here?" He asked in complete surprise.

"You walked in through the backyard…baka." Said a familiar voice to Goku.

"Wait, V-Vegeta?" Goku asked the 'familiar voice'.

"That's r-right. You-you-you-you finally committed a c-crime." Vegeta said.

"What the god-fucking-damn hell are you talkin' 'bout, Vegeta?"

"Ah-ha! Gotcha!" shouted a man from behind, which made Goku jump and shake in his boots.

"Sir, you're under arrest for public intoxication and fighting in public."

"It's that cop. But where's his partner?"
(outside the prison)
"I…finally…made…it." Said the second officer. "Oh God, my legs are burning.'
(Back inside)

"Will you get inside the cell already?!" yelled the first officer.
"No! Don't put me in there. I ain't did nothin' wrong!" Goku struggled against being put in the cell. In my opinion, I think he's gonna be put in solitary confinement.

"Alright, buddy. If you don't wanna go in the cell, then how's about a nice and comfy room with a TV set?" said the first police officer in a kind of convincing tone.

"R-Really! Ple-Please gi-give it to m-me! Any-Anything is better than sharing a c-cell with that snobbish, crybaby asshole Vegeta." Goku said.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY?!" yelled a now-fuming Vegeta.

"You heard me, mamma's boy." Goku retorted.

"That's it!" Vegeta turned super saiyan and blasted the cell cage into a pile of melted bars. "If you want to say something about me, Kakarot, then say it to my face!" challenged Vegeta.

But before the fight could ensue any further than trash talk, Vegeta was shot with a stun gun, though it proved very ineffective.

"Try to subdue me with such trivial technology, will you?!" shouted Vegeta. Vegeta held up his hand to try to kill the police officer, but not before Goku could get free and manage to knock him out with a piece of the cell cage door Vegeta blew up earlier.

"Alright, drag him and follow me to you-know-where." The first one motioned. "You mean soli-" the second one said before being interrupted by his partner. "Idiot! Don't announce it!"

- 2 minutes later-

"So, what's your name?" the first one asked a now hand cuffed Goku.

"Wh-Why should I tell you?" Goku slurred out.

"Just cause." Responded the first officer. "Oh ok. My-My name's Goku. Son Goku."

Goku said

"And your friend?" The officer asked again.

"Him? Oh, his name's Vegeta. Vegeta Briefs."

"Thanks. Now, here's our stop. Enjoy your one-night stay."

"We will, d-don't you worry."

Now, up at the penitentiary lobby, one of our two favorite cops is looking through an address book he got off Goku while finger printing him and Vegeta earlier. He was looking for Goku's house number.

"Ah, here it is." said the officer, having located Goku's house number. He picked up the receiver of the phone and dialed in the number.

At the Son house, the phone's rings were mildly blaring only loud enough to wake up ChiChi, the lady of the house.

"Hello?" greeted a drowsy ChiChi.

"Hello, may I please speak to Mrs. Son?" asked the police officer.

"I'm Mrs. Son, who is this?" she responded.

"I'm Officer Yamaki, calling from the Crystal Lake Penitentiary facility. I'm calling to talk to you about your husband." replied Officer Yamaki.

"My husband? Why? Did Goku do something?" asked a surprised ChiChi.

A thousand thoughts were racing through her mind. What did he do? As Officer Yamaki explained, ChiChi realized that her worst thoughts had come to pass. But at the end of the explanation, she was thoroughly angry. Through and through.

"Thank you, Officer. I'll be there to get him later on." ChiChi practically slammed the phone back on the charger and went to bed again, mad at her husband for doing what he did.

So later on she woke again, made breakfast for herself, Gohan, and Goten, got ready, and headed out towards the penitentiary that held Goku in her car. When she got there, though, the day held another surprise: Bulma was there to bail out her husband, too!

"

"Bulma! What're you doing here?" ChiChi inquired. "Wait. I get it. You got a call from a police officer about Vegeta."

"You got it. The asshole is in so much trouble the he- wait a second. How come you're here?" Bulma asked with apparent suspicion.

"I got the same call about Goku last night." said a now-mad-again ChiChi. "He was arrested after he fought and injured a man."

"You mean Goku's been in here all night? I never thought that I'd see him get in this kind of trouble!" exclaimed Bulma. "Well, shall we go in?"

"Yes, let's go in there." said ChiChi, her 'frying pan of doom' in her large purse.

------Inside the prison------

"Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, Vegeta! Our wives are coming! We're so in for it now!" said Goku in a troubled tone of voice.

"Pipe down, Kakarot! I haven't recovered from my hangover yet!" Vegeta spat out.

"Sorry. I'm a little worried that our wives might've found out about our party night." Goku said.

"You should be worried...about how angry we are!" a voice behind poor Goku.

"Oh crap. Please don't let that be ChiChi and Bulma behind me." A worried look spread accross Goku's face. "Oh crap."

"Who were you expecting, Santa Claus?" Bulma sarcastically replied. "Where's Vegeta? I'd like to have a 'little discussion' about last night with him."

Just then, Vegeta got up, hangover and all. "Kakarot, I thought I told you to-" is what came out of his mouth before he looked on to see his and Goku's wives there. "Oh shit."

"Vegeta, what's this I hear that you nearly killed 2 people last night?" boomed the blue haired scientist.

"I-uh, I got into a fight and some stuff got thrown about and, well, they all started it! This one guy pissed me off and so did Kakarot!" boomed Vegeta.

"There's a surprise. Vegeta had a temper tantrum. Oh well, we posted your bail, guys," ChiChi stated, "so now we can all go home."

"'home?' We're free! We're free, Vegeta!" Goku said excitedly.

"Yes! We can finally get out of this hellhole! Sayonara, peons!" Vegeta said in his usual 'happy tone'.

But then both women cut in on the boy's excitement. "Don't think that we won't deal with you guys at home!" The 2 women said in unison.

"Aww! But honey!" Goku complained.

"Don't 'But honey' me, Goku! Now get out of solitary, get your things and get in the car or I'll hit you!"ChiChi threatened. Knowing what she meant, Goku went up, got his things and headed out to their car.

"Big baby." Vegeta muttered.

"You too, Vegeta." Bulma said.

"But honey..." Vegeta also complained.

"Don't pull that shit on me, Vegeta. Now get your things and get in the car!" yelled Bulma.

"Yes, dear." moaned Vegeta as he, too, got his things and headedout.

So, the two couples headed to thier respective homes. As for punishment, well, Goku had to do all the chores, minus the cooking, and was not allowed to leave their property to train for one month. Vegeta had the same thing happen to him, only he also had to cook, couldn't use the gravity room to train, and his spandex clothes taken away for one month. And they were both tortured by having to go to 'Alcoholics Anonymous' meeting every month until they were cured of their 'disease'. Fin.

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Shadowjessica: *whimpers*
Goku: Sorry, Jessica's a little chicken when it comes to snakes.

Shadowjessica: SNAKES?! Wait, how did you know what it was that went accross my feet? *suspects he's behind it*
Goku: I, uh, alright! I bought a snake and let it loose to scare you like you and Vegeta scared me with the needle. I knew you were afriad of them, so I decided to prank you with a fear like you did me! I'm sorry. Please don't kill me, Jessica! I beg of you!

Shadowjessica: I'm not gonna kill you.

Goku: Whew!

Shadowjessica: I'm congratulating you! You, the student, has both learned from and even surpassed me, the master.

Goku: YAY!

Shadowjessica: See you guys next story!
Goku: Yeah, see you!