"Guys!" I hissed. "Don't say my name! They'll hear you!" I was angry at them, but at the same time, I was extremely glad to see them.
"Well, so-ree, Ms. Bossy!" said Monde.
"Hana, where have you been this whole time?!" Bani demanded. Great, I have to tell them that I've been training in a canyon with the Z Fighters. Daaarrnn…
"It's a complicated story which I'll tell you about later…that had to do with those guys!" I said, pointing outside the ally.
"Who are those guys anyway?" Bani asked, peering outside the ally. Oh, dear. Now I was supposed to tell my best friends in the whole world who the Z fighters were. Again, what else could go wrong? Maybe I should make something up…
"They are…um…crazy salesmen!" I said. [Why are you looking at me like that, Trunks? I couldn't come up with anything else, okay?]
"Oh, yeah, sure! There are crazy salesmen who are calling your name in a worried tone," said Monde sarcastically. "I saw they're faces…and their clothes…who's the guy with the spiky hair?" Was she falling in love with…oh no.
"WHICH ONE?!" I yelled, slamming her against the wall. Both my friends looked at me in alarm. "Um…sorry…it's just that I like one of the spiky haired guys," I said, slowly pulling Monde off the wall.
"I'm talking about the kid with the totally epic looking ponytail and cute purple uniform!" Monde said, with a dreamy look on her face.
"You mean Gohan?"
"HE'S HOT!" Relief took over me. Oh, she likes Gohan…she has bad taste in looks, I thought. Then, very suddenly, Bani just stomped angrily toward Monde, nostrils flaring, steam coming out of her ears. "THAT IS UNTRUE, MONDE, AND YOU KNOW IT! THE GUY WITH THE PURPLE HAIR IS WAY, WAY, WAY, WAY, WAAAAYYYY HOTTER!"
"You mean Trunks?" I asked. She nodded in a dreamy way, "Trunks…even his name makes me tingle on the inside…" She drooled.
"UNTRUE! GOHAN'S SUPER HANDSOME!" shot back Monde.
"NO! TRUNKS IS!" yelled Bani.
"GOHAN!"
"TRUNKS!"
"GOHAN!"
"TRUNKS!"
"GOHAN!"
"TRUNKS!"
"GOHAN!"
"TRUNKS!"
"GOKU!" I screamed. Monde and Bani both looked at me. "The other guy with the spiky hair. The one with the orange uniform," I explained. Then, we continued our argument on who's the best-looking.
"GOHAN!"
"TRUNKS!"
"GOKU!"
"GOHAN!"
"TRUNKS!"
"GOKU!"
"GOHAN!"
"TRUNKS!"
"GOKU!"
"Um…girls?" said a voice. We all snapped our heads to the direction of the voice, and found Gohan standing in the entrance of the ally, eyes wide in astonishment. "What are you…doing?" he asked. Our faces turned red, and we looked at the ground until Monde spoke up.
"Go away! This is none of your business! We are having an argument that you're not part of!" she commanded. But I saw her secretly adoring him. Gohan just stood there, not blinking. But there was a slight dreamy look in his eyes as he stared at Monde "I mean, it's not like you're related to the people we were just talking about!"
"Um, Monde? He kinda is related to the people we were just talking about," I whispered. "He is actually the son of the guy who I think is cute. You know, Goku?" Both Monde and Bani looked at me, then at Gohan, back at me, back at Gohan. His eyes grew wider "You like…my dad?"
Our strange conversation was interrupted when a person said "Gohan? Who are you talking to?" The person was Goku. He peeked his head around the corner of the ally. He saw me and said "Oh! There you are Hana! We've been looking all over for you!" Then, I heard Vegeta say "Kakarot, who are you talking to?!" He also peeked his head around the corner of the ally. He saw me and was about to say something criticizing, but then, he looked at Monde, frowned, looked at Bani, and frowned deeper. I heard Trunks ask, "Father, what are you looking at?" He too, looked at what Vegeta and Goku were looking at, saw me, was about to say something, saw Monde, frowned, saw Bani, and I think I saw hearts in his eyes. Even Goku was smiling as he was looking at me. Gohan was totally petrified.
We stayed like this for at least an hour, until Krillin found us and smacked Vegeta, Trunks, and Gohan upside the head. He got a huge rock and chucked it at Goku's head (I found out that chucking rocks at his head can be pretty effective).
"WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU GUYS DOING?!" yelled Krillin. Everybody looked at the floor except Vegeta. He smacked Krillin on the side of his face.
"Um…this…is…very awkward," I said quietly. Everybody nodded their heads in agreement. Again, we stayed like that for a long time, until Piccolo found us. This time, we were being dragged by our shirts. I waved goodbye to my friends as I was dragged away. I saw Trunks mouthing to Bani "Call me". Gohan was just staring at Monde. I swear Goku was drooling next to me (cause he was like, pressed to me).
After being dragged by my shirt for at least two hours, my neck started to hurt. Plus the fact that some of Goku's drool had gotten onto me (yes, I know. Imagine how I felt). After a long time of pain and being grossed out, I had to knock Piccolo unconscious. [Yes, Piccolo, I was the one who knocked you unconscious, not Vegeta. Me. OUCH! No need to hit me!] After he was unconscious, I picked him up and flew off with the Z fighters. Again, we flew for hours. Except this time, it was longer because of two reasons: one, I was actually conscious of the flight; two, I was carrying Piccolo and he's heavy.
When we got to the canyon, it was nightfall, and I remembered something: tomorrow is the day that Frieza is supposed to come, and I'm not even a Super Saiyan yet.