Wow, it's been a long time since I updated (15 days to be exact) and I apologize. I hope you all are enjoying the New Year, if not, pray for it to be better. I know a lot of you are anxious for me to finish this story. I might put the epilogue in this chapter or make it a new one. I'm not sure yet. I'm going to start now. Here goes, the final chapter…
Last time… (A/N Just because it's been a long time since I updated.)
"Mom we're going to Ella's house."
"Why?"
"You'll see, but I recommend bringing something, in case you feel the need to hit something," I said all mysterious like.
"Okay…" She looked at me funny.
"You'll see, trust me," I said. "Come outside when you're ready." I turned around and raced for my dad. He was still outside.
"Alright dad, here's the deal…"
The Continuation…
"Alright Dad, do you understand now?" I asked for the fourth time.
"I think so," he said.
"Good, now all we have to do is wait for mom and then we can leave."
"Your mother's coming with us?"
I slapped my forehead. "Do you need me to repeat the plan again?"
"No, I think I get it. Nobody will get hurt right?"
Mom came outside. She was unusually calm, which worried me a little. What scared me though, was the weapon she held tightly in her hand. Dad and I cowered back a little, at the sight of it.
"You ready to go mom?" I asked, not taking my eyes of the large metal pan.
"Sure, why not," she said.
"Dad you better go first. Mom and I will catch up with you. We'll only be a few minutes behind you. We don't want Ella to see us."
"Right," said dad taking flight.
Mom and I watched him and then once he was barely in sight, I scooped up mom and headed towards Ella's house.
I just barely saw dad when I landed. He was standing at the doorstep talking to Ella. I put mom down and we hid behind the tree. I could hear them talking.
"What are they talking about?" Mom asked.
"Sh mom, I can't hear them."
They finished talking and dad went inside. He left the door slightly cracked just like I had suggested in my brilliant plan, (If I do say so myself.)
Mom and I walked up closer to the house. I peered into the window. Ella's back was to the window.
"Do you know what they're saying?" Mom asked again.
"No, the window is closed. Let me just send the signal to dad."
"What signal?"
Dad was facing the window. He looked at me. Then I gave the signal. I swiped my finger past my nose.
"Wait, what does that mean…? I mean the signal."
"It means mom, we're going in." I smiled, almost evilly.
She gave me this weird look, a look that said, "What the hell?"
"Just listen," I said as if reading her mind.
She nodded.
"I'm going in through the door. I'll pull you in through the window."
"Wait, why can't I go through in with the door like you?"
"Because, I'll have to close the door and that'll create a distraction. Then Ella will go check it out and that is when I pull you in through the window."
Mom again nodded.
I slowly crept in through the door. I creaked slowly and dad and Ella turned around.
"What was that?" I heard her ask. She began to stand up.
"I don't know," dad said. "Probably just the wind."
"Okay," she said sitting back down.
I began to go in and once again the door creaked.
"Shut up," I mumbled. I managed to get inside and what was meant to be a slight close of the door was actually a really loud slam. "Damn it," I whispered again to myself and dove on the floor behind the table so she wouldn't see me.
"Okay… What the hell was that?"Ella asked.
This time she actually stood up and headed for the door. Now was my chance. I quickly moved toward the window and opened it at the same exact moment Ella opened the door. As fast as I could, I grabbed mom and hauled her through the window.
"Huh, I thought I heard something," said Ella looking outside. She walked back to the couch where she and dad sat.
"So," she said. "We lost quite a lot of time from each other. I was starting to think I would never see you again."
"Um actually Ella…"
"Sh, don't talk," she whispered going in for the kiss.
Mom was about to jump out and say something when I grabbed her arm.
"Mom, don't do it," I whispered.
She stayed in place.
A few seconds later Ella broke the kiss.
"Are you into this Goku?"
"Uh…" dad said then looked at me. I swiped my nose again and then he answered. "As a matter of I did, I've missed you for a while now."
"Really," she said unbelievingly. "That's good."
They kissed for a good seven seconds and then stopped.
"Why'd you stop?" dad asked.
"Well, I just have one question."
"Okay, what is it?"
"Are you done seeing your wife?"
"Absolutely."
"Yay," she stood up and clapped her hands in joy.
I noticed mom was getting angry. She was holding it in. She was trying so hard.
"Now all the lying and saying that we had sex and stuff can stop and we can do it for real."
"YOU LIED!" Came the shout from mom. She stood up full of anger.
"Ah, Goku what's she doing here!" Ella shrieked.
"Finding out that my dad never lied and it was all you fault, that's what," I said standing up also.
Ella looked at all of us, repeatedly. "You guys are sick. You know what, I should call the cops."
"Oh, I don't think so," I said.
"And why not?" she asked.
"Well you call the cops and it'll be your grave," I say.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Mom," I said. "I think Ella needs a demonstration."
Just then mom pulled out her deadly weapon. It was… The Frying Pan of Doom.
"So what, it's just a plate. It's never going to hurt anybody."
Dad couldn't help but suppress a laugh.
Mom got closer and closer to Ella. She was starting to get creped out, the closer mom got.
"Goku save me," she shrieked again.
"I don't think so," says mom holding the heavy metal plate in her hand. She swung the weapon and wacked Ella with great force and power on the head. Ella, of course, blacked out.
