Okay, here are the replies to your questions!

Kyo: It's kind of obvious, isn't it? I mean—

Star: Quiet, you! Anyways, summer.snoboardr, Kedo was a reader just like you who wanted to be in the story. I had to send him home, though, because people start to get jealous when someone's on the show.

Kyo: (grumbling) Who in the hell knows why….

Star: And, just for the record, heiress2thethrone, I still doubt Trunks is gay, even though there's some definite proof otherwise in the show….

Vegeta: (on TV in his infamous 'bad ass' pink shirt) What are you looking at?

Trunks: (on TV) Oh, it's nothing, it's just that I…like your shirt.

Vegeta: (on TV) You WOULD.

Star: Why is Vegeta implying that he would like pink? You can figure it out…. And the Japanese version is worse!

Trunks: (on TV) The only good thing about this is that Mom and Dad won't see me in drag.

Star: And then there was—

Trunks: STOP IT, PLEASE!

Star: Fine…meanie…. Anyways, here's the next chapter!

"Omigod omigod omigod, tonight's going to be a blast!" Goku squealed. He and Piccolo were flying back to Base Blue to get ready for the Christmas Eve party. "And I can't wait for Santa to come and give me my present!"

"Goku, hasn't anyone ever told you that Santa doesn't exist?"

For a second, there was absolute silence. Then….

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" He started to cry and flew as fast as his little…uh…large ki could carry him. "I hate you!" were the last words that Piccolo heard before he disappeared from sight.

"Yes. Thank you Santa!" Merrily, Piccolo flew towards his cave to get ready for the party.

Of course, because Goku has super-human, I mean, Super Saiyan powers, he arrived home in very little time at all. "Chichi, I'm home!" he shouted as he walked through the door.

"Oh, Goku, could you get Gohan? We're all ready to go to the party."

"Okay!" He turned toward the stairs. "GOHAN! LET'S GO!"

Chichi sighed, "I could've done that…," and shook her head solemnly.

It took Goku and his family a total of three nanoseconds to get to the front door of the Briefs' residence, thanks to Goku's instant transmission. Gohan excitedly pressed the doorbell and hopped in a circle. "I can't wait for tomorrow, Dad!"

"I know, Son! Santa's going to bring some great stuff, isn't he?" The door opened and Mrs. Briefs smiled down at the little boy.

"I hope he gives me a handsome son-in-law like I asked for!" she giggled. Of course, Chichi and Gohan just stared, but Goku was ecstatic.

"You asked Santa for the same thing I did!"

KLANK! "Our son is not GAY!" Chichi shrieked.

"Aw, Chichi, I meant that I asked for Santa to get Bulma to marry Veg—"

KLANK! "Hey, you green freak, don't take my frying pan!" Chichi shrieked again, this time at Piccolo, who had just arrived.

"Please be quiet…I have a hangover."

Everyone gaped at him, except Mrs. Briefs, who said, "Chichi, you shouldn't have made an entire turkey! Thank you so much! Come on in, you guys!" Mrs. Briefs opened the door wider to let the Son family and Piccolo in. "Chichi, could you please take that turkey into the living room? I would help, but I've got some pies in the oven. Vegeta and Bulma are in there now, though, so they—"

"I'LL TAKE THE TURKEY!" Goku shouted suddenly. He yanked the bird out of Chichi's hands and sauntered further into the house. He was giggling like a lunatic when he got to the door. "I'll bet they're making out in there right about now!" he thought to himself. Okay, he can't really think, but it was close enough. I'll just give him the benefit of the doubt. Anyways….

"I'll bet they're totally all over each other," he continued in his head. As quietly as he could, he pushed open the door. Of course, he had been right. Call it animal instincts, luck, or some insane emotional connection between him and Vegeta that suddenly developed right then and there, but Bulma and Vegeta were making out under the mistletoe. How original.

He watched in interest until it started getting a little too graphic for his virgin eyes. Yes, he has virgin eyes now.

"Sorry to interrupt you two," he said quite loudly. Bulma and Vegeta pushed each other apart, but not before Goku noticed that Vegeta copped a feel of Bulma's ass. Yeah, he's that kinda guy….

"Kakarott, if you even DARE—"

"Goku, don't you breathe a WORD—"

"Don't worry," he laughed at them. "Your secret's safe with me." They were so weird! Okay, so what if Bulma was engaged to her boyfriend of almost ten years and Vegeta was a maniacal killer that hated humans? It wasn't that big a deal if they were necking. Goku smiled even wider as Vegeta and Bulma exchanged very confused glances.

They finally said "good" before walking out the door. Goku caught Vegeta's sleeve as he passed.

"Vegeta, you've got some lipstick on your mouth." Vegeta wiped it off on his arm, then proceeded to rub the lipstick of his neck and chest. Before he left, he gave Goku a little nod of appreciation, also known as the 'if you tell anyone that this happened, I'll kill your first-born child' nod. Goku didn't know what it meant.

After they left, the young Saiyan started doing the worm. "Yes! Santa's even better than the Dragonballs!" He was about to busta rhyme about his good fortune when Piccolo came to rain on his parade.

"What the hell are you doing on the floor?"

"…Nothing…."

"Well, hurry up. We've got some spying to do."

Heh, right on time! I'm getting back in my groove! (starts dancing)

Kyo: This is horrible for your rep, you know.

Star: So what? (starts singing) They say that I have the best ass below Fourteenth Street…is it true?

Kyo: WHAT!

Star: You're staring again!

Kyo: STOP IT! (Star begins to laugh while Kyo rants, embarrassed)

Trunks: (rolls eyes) Jeez, pipe down, you two. Can't you see I'm trying to polish my sword? (complete silence)

Star: Wow, Trunks. That sounded really wrong.

Trunks: Huh? …I don't get it…. (another silence, more awkward this time)

Kyo: Okaaaaay….

Star: (anime sweatdrop) I guess I'll post a new chapter next Saturday…and we have another surprise visitor, too! Buh bye!