Vegeta sat in a desk in the front row of the classroom. After he had recovered enough from being hit in the head by the deadly frying pan held by Kakarrot's harpy mate, he had decided to stay and had taken a seat, under the intense scrutiny of Chi-chi. He just wanted to spar with Kakarrot and he was going to wait for this conference to end.
Chi-chi and Goku returned to their seats and Mr. Schwab crawled out from beneath his desk, carefully. After seeing the antics of Gohan's parents and their weird little, intimidating, friend, he couldn't figure out how Gohan had come to be so peaceful and polite. He'd think about that later but right now he was worried about his head and if it would eventually come into contact with that large frying pan once he told Gohan's parents the news.
"Well," he began, stuttering slightly, "about Gohan's grades . . ."
"What about my Gohan? He is the smartest person in this entire school. If he's failing anything it's because you teachers are a bunch of imbeciles." Chi-chi began ranting and pacing the room, waving the frying pan in the air.
The teacher was too afraid of the crazy woman to be insulted by her. Her husband then rose and tried to get her to sit back down. "Come on Chi-chi, let's listen to what he has to say."
Vegeta wisely kept quiet, not wanting to get another bruise on his noggin. He just watched the woman and smirked at the thought that Kakarrot's brat was in trouble. He had always been a little goody-two-shoes.
Unfortunately for him, Chi-chi noticed his smirk and knew that he was thinking bad thoughts about her family. She wouldn't stand for it and promptly hit him over the head with her wonderful frying pan of doom. He didn't even have time to holler out as he dropped his sore and aching head onto the desk with a thud and passed out.
Chi-chi smirked herself and walked sedately over to the chair and sat down once again. "Now, you were saying?" She said in a polite voice to the man at the desk who was now shaking in fear.
Mr. Schwab looked over at the unconscious man sitting at a desk in the front of his room and back to Gohan's parents. "Yes, well . . ." He continued to stutter, "As I was saying. Gohan is a wonderful student other than the fact that he seems to disappear from class occasionally when he asks to go to the bathroom, which he does a lot. Unfortunately he is having trouble with one subject."
"Which one? He has been studying for everything since he could read." She then turned to Goku, "if he doesn't get into a good college it's all your fault. You and your fighting." She huffed and turned a polite face back to the teacher.
"Yes, well, you see, he is failing . . ."
I decided to prolong the torture until next chapter. Aren't I just evil? It's fun to be evil. Now flame me or review, I don't really care as long as that number goes up. What is he failing and what will Chi-chi do when she finally finds out? What about Vegeta, how much did that frying pan really hurt? Find out all this and more on the next chapter of Parent-Teacher Conference.
