Disclaimer—"I come to bury my claims to these characters, not to stake
them. The evil that men do, lives after them, the good is oft interred
with their bones—so let it be with Veggie-chan…"
Veggie-chan: "Hey! I'm not dead!"
Frozenflower: "Shh—I'm just trying to think up something witty for the disclaimer!"
Veggie-chan: "Oh." ::mollified::
A/N—I had a few people ask me if that was the end, last chapter. NO! It's NOT! I have at least one or two more chapters planned to this fic, but we are drawing to a close here. ::sniffs sadly:: That's ok. I haven't worked on one of my fics in FOREVER so I guess I'll do that when this is over! Read on, dear friends, read on…
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"What did you say Dende," Gohan repeated in a calm, deadly voice. Stalking carefully towards the trembling guardian of Earth, Gohan slowly stretched out his hands—he could almost feel the Namekian skin, slightly rubbery beneath his palms, when BONG
Gohan looked woundedly at Videl, who was brandishing Bulma's frying pan, as if threatening another strike. "What did I do?"
Videl glared at Gohan, "You're not allowed to kill your friends Gohan, especially if they're GOD!" she yelled.
Gohan wilted for a moment, then froze at the sound of laughter. Turning in Vegeta's direction, his gaze locked on the chuckling prince. Taking a tiny step towards Vegeta, Gohan's slightly disconnected mind reasoned that since Vegeta wasn't God, he was fair game.
BONG
Apparently not. Gohan rubbed resentfully at his third frying pan bump of the day. If the military gave awards for frying pan inflicted wounds, Gohan wouldn't have room on his uniform for all of the decorations.
Sinking slowly to his knees, Gohan's head drooped in despair—what was he going to do NOW?
From his hiding place behind Videl, Dende gulped. The mischievous God had learned his lesson—don't mess with Super Saiyans—especially teenage hormone driven Super Saiyans. Clearing his throat, Dende ventured a solution, "Umm, Gohan—I can't PERSONALLY erase all of their minds, but maybe, the Dragonballs?"
Gohan immediately brightened and stopped rocking back and forth, relieving all of his friends immensely. "D-dragonballs?" Gohan jumped to his feet and rushed at Dende. Videl held her frying pan at the ready, but Gohan merely swept his little green friend up in a hug, "Dende, Dende, you've saved me! You're the best God EVER!" Piccolo looked slightly put out at this comment—after all, he HAD been the previous God.
A soft, choked silence filled the room at this sudden change of personality. Gohan was floating. Literally. Gohan flew happily to his father, and lead Goku in a jubilant dance around the room. All of the Z- senshi were victims of Gohan's joy as he kissed, hugged, and danced with the lot of them—Tien, Krillin & Yamcha merely looked amused, 18, Vegeta & Mirai Trunks looked distinctively otherwise. Chibi Trunks and Goten were just happy that Gohan hadn't decided to kill them yet.
Finally returning to the ground, Gohan skipped happily over to his father. "Let's go dad!"
Goku, who was holding down Vegeta, trying to keep him from killing Gohan for hugging him, looked a bit confused, "Go, ergh, where, ugh, Gohan," Goku grunted, finally capturing Vegeta in a headlock.
Gohan smiled jubilantly, "To get the dragonballs!"
"Oh," Goku laughed sheepishly, reaching up to rub his head, releasing Vegeta in the process.
Gohan dodged as the Saiyan prince barreled past him, coming face to face with Bulma, who had somehow retrieved her frying pan from Videl.
BANG
Needless to say, Vegeta wasn't a problem anymore.
Gohan was startled out of his amusement at Vegeta's pain, when he felt something latch onto his arm. Looking down, Gohan was surprised to see, "Videl?"
Videl glared up at Gohan, supremely annoyed. Gesticulating wildly, she seemed to almost have a phantom frying pan in her hand, causing Gohan and Goku to duck and cower fearfully from her tirade. "Videl? Videl?!! Is that all you have to say to me SON GOHAN!?! I have some questions, and I'm NOT going to allow your dad to pull another 'Beam-Me-Up-Scotty' and help you get away. Oh, no Gohan. Wherever you go, I go."
Gohan gulped and nodded meekly, "Yes Videl."
From across the room, Vegeta snickered and was once again bashed for his efforts. Vegeta felt just a touch of pride as Mirai Trunks' laughter went unhindered. The boy was carrying on the family name.
Behind Vegeta, gazing sadly at the dents in her frying pan, Bulma cleared her throat. "Umm, don't you guys need the Dragon Radar?"
Videl looked puzzled, but Gohan and Goku laughed and rubbed the back of their heads with identical expressions of embarrassed realization. Gohan grinned, "Oh, yeah. Heh. Umm, just where exactly is it Bulma?"
Bulma shook her head. "Too hard to explain. Take Chibi Trunks with you—he knows where it is."
Chibi Trunks grinned at Gohan evilly, completely forgetting his earlier terror, "If I hafta go, Goten gets to go too!" he replied, stubbornly.
Gohan glared at Chibi Trunks balefully, causing the boy to gulp as he suddenly noticed that Gohan was still in Super Saiyan form. "Fine. You two can come," Gohan growled, "but remember, cause any trouble, and I mean ANY, and I'll lock you in the Gravity Room with Vegeta for a MONTH."
Chibi Trunks and Goten paled. They'd be good. Vegeta also paled. A month locked in the GR with the two brats? Kakkarott's eldest brat definitely possessed the seed of true evil. Vegeta decided then and there that he would take it upon himself to nurture that seed in the future.
Gohan, Goten, Chibi Trunks, And Videl looked expectantly at Goku. Goku grinned, and placed his fingers to his forehead…
"WAIT!"
Tien stepped forward, smiling shyly. "Uhh, I've got a Dragonball at my house Goku. Maybe I should come with you…"
Goku looked confused for a moment, then shrugged. "Ok Tien." Cocking an eyebrow, he looked over the crowd of his friends, "Anyone else want to go?"
Krillin stepped forward grinning sheepishly, "Actually Goku, we've got two Dragonballs at Kame House—maybe I should come too…" he said with a significant glance at Gohan and Videl. Roshi would be there, and it was his duty to save his master from the wrath of Gohan and Videl. Besides, he couldn't very well needle Gohan about his new GIRLFRIEND if he stayed here, now could he?
Goku raised an eyebrow but nodded. He was certain he'd have to save his best friend from the murderous wrath of Gohan before their search was over.
"Alright, everybody ready?" Goku looked around, and was about to depart, when Gohan put up a hand.
Gohan looked over at the grumbling Saiyan Prince sitting at his wife's feet, "Uh, Vegeta? Would you mind making sure everyone stays here?"
Vegeta got a thoughtful look on his face. "Fine. But after this is over, you do something for me."
Gohan's eyebrows shot up, "Uhh, sure, what?"
Vegeta's grin grew, grinch-like, across his face, "You train with me."
Gohan looked confused, "Train? But I already train with my dad—you know that Vegeta!"
Vegeta shook his head, "Not martial arts training, boy. Evilness training. You have potential brat—and if you want me to do this for you, you will train with me and my brats after this is all over."
Chibi and Mirai Trunks looked positively ecstatic at the thought of evilness training with their father. Gohan shrugged. "Uhh, ok."
Vegeta smiled happily. Operation Corruption of Kakkarott Brat #1 was now in progress.
Goku looked somewhat warily at the evil gleam in Vegeta's eye. Vegeta looked like he was planning something. Then again, Goku mused, if he really thought he could turn Gohan to the darkside, perhaps that frying pan had inflicted more damage than he'd previously thought.
Gohan was completely innocent and pure…Goku glanced at his first son, in Super Saiyan form with Videl hanging off his arm, and gulped. Gohan's eyes still flashed a bit from his earlier murder attempts and episodes of insanity. Innocent and pure, Goku reminded himself, innocent and pure.
Putting his fingers to his forehead, Goku motioned for everyone to hold on, and transported them to their first destination.
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Goku, Gohan, Videl, Krillin, Tien, Chibi Trunks and Goten appeared in the middle of the Brief's living room at Capsule Corporation.
"GAK!" Gohan yelled, quickly turning away from the elderly Briefs couple who were engaged in some 'extra-curricular' activities.
Videl, who had been yanked around with Gohan, peeked curiously over her shoulder, "ERP!" Videl blushed eleven shades of pink, and spun away from the energetic couple, keeping her eyes fixed firmly on her shoes.
Chibi-Trunks and Goten, still sensitive after their earlier sex-ed scare, let out little mewls of disgust, and ran off towards Bulma's lab, in search of the Dragon Radar.
"Hey there Mrs. Briefs, Dr. Briefs," Goku chirped obliviously, "Sorry to interrupt, we're just here for the Dragon Radar, and then we'll be going."
"That's….fine….oh! Goku…dear…" Mrs. Briefs panted, "Would…you….ahhh…like some…coffee?"
Goku grinned, "Nah, I don't like coffee, thanks though."
Bulma's mother wiped the hair from out of her eyes with her one free hand, "Some….teaaaaaahHHHHHH! Whew. Some tea then dear?" She finished.
"No thanks," Goku smiled, gesturing to Chibi Trunks and Goten who had just run in carrying the Dragon Radar, each with one hand firmly covering their eyes. "We've got to be going."
Mrs. Briefs looked curiously at the space their visitors had just occupied, then turned to her husband, "You up for another round, dear?"
Dr. Briefs plucked at the skimpy leotard he wore. "I don't think so muffin," Dr. Briefs panted, "that Richard Simmons is just too much for me to handle," he grunted, switching off the television and walking upstairs towards the shower.
Mrs. Briefs watched her retreating husband and shrugged. Looking down at her own skimpy leotard, she decided since she was properly attired, she'd go out for a nice, long, swim.
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Videl looked at Gohan in embarrassment as they appeared on a small island, surrounded by brilliant blue sea. "Umm, Gohan—who were those people, and why weren't they wearing, well, MORE?!"
Gohan blushed, thinking of the excessively generous view of Dr. Briefs he had just gotten, "Those are Bulma's parents. I'm afraid they're in the midst of some sort of fitness craze right now…"
From the small house on the island, there came the sounds of vigorous exertion. Videl cocked an eyebrow, "Are the people who live here interested in fitness too?"
Next to Goku, Krillin scowled, "That BETTER be all it is," he growled menacingly, stomping towards the house. Before Krillin got through the door, he was bowled over by a grinning blonde streak, "DAAAAAAAADDDDDDDDDDYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!"
"Oof." Krillin smiled up at his little daughter, "Hello Marron, honey. Is uhh," Krillin glanced warily at Gohan and Videl, "Umm, is Oolong here?"
Marron grinned sweetly up at her father, "Uh huh. Him and Master Roshi are watching aer-o-bics," she said, drawing out the word.
Gohan and Videl's eyebrows shot down at the mention of Roshi. Krillin decided it was time for desperate measures. Placing Marron carefully out of the way, Krillin turned to the enraged duo stalking towards the house.
"So, Gohan," Krillin said desperately, stalling for time, "when's the wedding?"
Goku, who was halfway through the door, winced at the words. He hoped his friend survived his selfless act. Master Roshi really ought to appreciate Krillin more for his sacrifices.
After several minutes of searching, Goku ran quickly from Kame House with a Dragonball in each hand to encounter a very interesting scene.
Krillin was head down in the sand, closely resembling an ostrich, except he appeared to be stuck. Tien looked like he was torn between laughter, and wanting to help the short man out, while Chibi Trunks and Goten clung desperately to each other, laughing like there was no tomorrow.
One more step out the door, Goku found out what was so amusing. Laying in the waves, soaked to the bone, were Gohan and Videl, kissing passionately.
Walking quietly up to Tien, Goku nudged his friend in the ribs, "So, how did THIS happen?"
Tien managed to contain himself long enough to provide an explanation, "They…they both went for Krillin at the same time, and he slipped on a rock and got stuck in the sand." Tien gasped still chuckling, "Those two lovebirds," he snickered, fingering Gohan and Videl, "Collided in mid-air, and hit the water—by the time the first wave was gone, they were already like that. I don't think they've come up for air yet," Tien commented amusedly.
Goku cocked an eyebrow. If Gohan and Videl were bonding, then naturally they'd want to complete the bond….Goku's eyes widened and he turned a quite festive shade of red, *Oh no—they can't do THAT here!* he mentally yelped.
Chi-Chi was startled from her afternoon exercises by her husband's thought. *Do what, where, Goku,* Chi-Chi questioned telepathically.
Goku, who was now holding a dripping-wet and incredibly embarrassed teen from each hand shook his head. *Too hard to explain, Chi-Chi. I'll show you in a minute. Could you get the Dragonballs we collected out?*
Chi-Chi was confused by her husband's cryptic reply, but merely shrugged and headed for the house. *Alright Son Goku, but you better tell me what's up soon,* she shot back through her bond.
Goku grinned and placed concentrated on his wife's ki. *Don't worry Chi- Chi. All will be revealed shortly.*
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Chi-Chi almost dropped the three Dragonballs in surprise when Goku popped into her front yard, along with, Tien, Krillin, Chibi Trunks, Goten, Gohan and…who was the girl?
Chi-Chi opened her mouth to ask that very question, when her sopping wet son helped the sopping wet girl to her feet with a sheepish grin.
Chi-Chi's eyes widened, and her hands flew to her mouth. Before she could stop herself, she rushed up and embraced the two soaked teens and squealed, "Does this mean I'm expecting GRANDCHILDREN?!"
Videl's eyes grew wide, and before she or Gohan had a chance to say a word, Krillin grinned evilly and answered for them, "It sure does Chi-Chi! Congratulations!"
As Chi-Chi dragged Videl into the house for a change of clothing, and Goku tried to stop Gohan from killing Krillin, Chibi Trunks and Goten grinned evilly at each other. Whether they caused it, or it was someone else's doing, they were glad to see it.
Glad to see mischief, evil, madness, whatever you choose to call it, running amok in the world.
***::laughs madly:: what will happen next time? Will Gohan EVER catch a break? Remember how I said I wasn't bringing in Launch? Changed my mind! See it all next time, on As the Dragonball Turns….er….you know what I mean. R&R Please!***
Veggie-chan: "Hey! I'm not dead!"
Frozenflower: "Shh—I'm just trying to think up something witty for the disclaimer!"
Veggie-chan: "Oh." ::mollified::
A/N—I had a few people ask me if that was the end, last chapter. NO! It's NOT! I have at least one or two more chapters planned to this fic, but we are drawing to a close here. ::sniffs sadly:: That's ok. I haven't worked on one of my fics in FOREVER so I guess I'll do that when this is over! Read on, dear friends, read on…
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"What did you say Dende," Gohan repeated in a calm, deadly voice. Stalking carefully towards the trembling guardian of Earth, Gohan slowly stretched out his hands—he could almost feel the Namekian skin, slightly rubbery beneath his palms, when BONG
Gohan looked woundedly at Videl, who was brandishing Bulma's frying pan, as if threatening another strike. "What did I do?"
Videl glared at Gohan, "You're not allowed to kill your friends Gohan, especially if they're GOD!" she yelled.
Gohan wilted for a moment, then froze at the sound of laughter. Turning in Vegeta's direction, his gaze locked on the chuckling prince. Taking a tiny step towards Vegeta, Gohan's slightly disconnected mind reasoned that since Vegeta wasn't God, he was fair game.
BONG
Apparently not. Gohan rubbed resentfully at his third frying pan bump of the day. If the military gave awards for frying pan inflicted wounds, Gohan wouldn't have room on his uniform for all of the decorations.
Sinking slowly to his knees, Gohan's head drooped in despair—what was he going to do NOW?
From his hiding place behind Videl, Dende gulped. The mischievous God had learned his lesson—don't mess with Super Saiyans—especially teenage hormone driven Super Saiyans. Clearing his throat, Dende ventured a solution, "Umm, Gohan—I can't PERSONALLY erase all of their minds, but maybe, the Dragonballs?"
Gohan immediately brightened and stopped rocking back and forth, relieving all of his friends immensely. "D-dragonballs?" Gohan jumped to his feet and rushed at Dende. Videl held her frying pan at the ready, but Gohan merely swept his little green friend up in a hug, "Dende, Dende, you've saved me! You're the best God EVER!" Piccolo looked slightly put out at this comment—after all, he HAD been the previous God.
A soft, choked silence filled the room at this sudden change of personality. Gohan was floating. Literally. Gohan flew happily to his father, and lead Goku in a jubilant dance around the room. All of the Z- senshi were victims of Gohan's joy as he kissed, hugged, and danced with the lot of them—Tien, Krillin & Yamcha merely looked amused, 18, Vegeta & Mirai Trunks looked distinctively otherwise. Chibi Trunks and Goten were just happy that Gohan hadn't decided to kill them yet.
Finally returning to the ground, Gohan skipped happily over to his father. "Let's go dad!"
Goku, who was holding down Vegeta, trying to keep him from killing Gohan for hugging him, looked a bit confused, "Go, ergh, where, ugh, Gohan," Goku grunted, finally capturing Vegeta in a headlock.
Gohan smiled jubilantly, "To get the dragonballs!"
"Oh," Goku laughed sheepishly, reaching up to rub his head, releasing Vegeta in the process.
Gohan dodged as the Saiyan prince barreled past him, coming face to face with Bulma, who had somehow retrieved her frying pan from Videl.
BANG
Needless to say, Vegeta wasn't a problem anymore.
Gohan was startled out of his amusement at Vegeta's pain, when he felt something latch onto his arm. Looking down, Gohan was surprised to see, "Videl?"
Videl glared up at Gohan, supremely annoyed. Gesticulating wildly, she seemed to almost have a phantom frying pan in her hand, causing Gohan and Goku to duck and cower fearfully from her tirade. "Videl? Videl?!! Is that all you have to say to me SON GOHAN!?! I have some questions, and I'm NOT going to allow your dad to pull another 'Beam-Me-Up-Scotty' and help you get away. Oh, no Gohan. Wherever you go, I go."
Gohan gulped and nodded meekly, "Yes Videl."
From across the room, Vegeta snickered and was once again bashed for his efforts. Vegeta felt just a touch of pride as Mirai Trunks' laughter went unhindered. The boy was carrying on the family name.
Behind Vegeta, gazing sadly at the dents in her frying pan, Bulma cleared her throat. "Umm, don't you guys need the Dragon Radar?"
Videl looked puzzled, but Gohan and Goku laughed and rubbed the back of their heads with identical expressions of embarrassed realization. Gohan grinned, "Oh, yeah. Heh. Umm, just where exactly is it Bulma?"
Bulma shook her head. "Too hard to explain. Take Chibi Trunks with you—he knows where it is."
Chibi Trunks grinned at Gohan evilly, completely forgetting his earlier terror, "If I hafta go, Goten gets to go too!" he replied, stubbornly.
Gohan glared at Chibi Trunks balefully, causing the boy to gulp as he suddenly noticed that Gohan was still in Super Saiyan form. "Fine. You two can come," Gohan growled, "but remember, cause any trouble, and I mean ANY, and I'll lock you in the Gravity Room with Vegeta for a MONTH."
Chibi Trunks and Goten paled. They'd be good. Vegeta also paled. A month locked in the GR with the two brats? Kakkarott's eldest brat definitely possessed the seed of true evil. Vegeta decided then and there that he would take it upon himself to nurture that seed in the future.
Gohan, Goten, Chibi Trunks, And Videl looked expectantly at Goku. Goku grinned, and placed his fingers to his forehead…
"WAIT!"
Tien stepped forward, smiling shyly. "Uhh, I've got a Dragonball at my house Goku. Maybe I should come with you…"
Goku looked confused for a moment, then shrugged. "Ok Tien." Cocking an eyebrow, he looked over the crowd of his friends, "Anyone else want to go?"
Krillin stepped forward grinning sheepishly, "Actually Goku, we've got two Dragonballs at Kame House—maybe I should come too…" he said with a significant glance at Gohan and Videl. Roshi would be there, and it was his duty to save his master from the wrath of Gohan and Videl. Besides, he couldn't very well needle Gohan about his new GIRLFRIEND if he stayed here, now could he?
Goku raised an eyebrow but nodded. He was certain he'd have to save his best friend from the murderous wrath of Gohan before their search was over.
"Alright, everybody ready?" Goku looked around, and was about to depart, when Gohan put up a hand.
Gohan looked over at the grumbling Saiyan Prince sitting at his wife's feet, "Uh, Vegeta? Would you mind making sure everyone stays here?"
Vegeta got a thoughtful look on his face. "Fine. But after this is over, you do something for me."
Gohan's eyebrows shot up, "Uhh, sure, what?"
Vegeta's grin grew, grinch-like, across his face, "You train with me."
Gohan looked confused, "Train? But I already train with my dad—you know that Vegeta!"
Vegeta shook his head, "Not martial arts training, boy. Evilness training. You have potential brat—and if you want me to do this for you, you will train with me and my brats after this is all over."
Chibi and Mirai Trunks looked positively ecstatic at the thought of evilness training with their father. Gohan shrugged. "Uhh, ok."
Vegeta smiled happily. Operation Corruption of Kakkarott Brat #1 was now in progress.
Goku looked somewhat warily at the evil gleam in Vegeta's eye. Vegeta looked like he was planning something. Then again, Goku mused, if he really thought he could turn Gohan to the darkside, perhaps that frying pan had inflicted more damage than he'd previously thought.
Gohan was completely innocent and pure…Goku glanced at his first son, in Super Saiyan form with Videl hanging off his arm, and gulped. Gohan's eyes still flashed a bit from his earlier murder attempts and episodes of insanity. Innocent and pure, Goku reminded himself, innocent and pure.
Putting his fingers to his forehead, Goku motioned for everyone to hold on, and transported them to their first destination.
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Goku, Gohan, Videl, Krillin, Tien, Chibi Trunks and Goten appeared in the middle of the Brief's living room at Capsule Corporation.
"GAK!" Gohan yelled, quickly turning away from the elderly Briefs couple who were engaged in some 'extra-curricular' activities.
Videl, who had been yanked around with Gohan, peeked curiously over her shoulder, "ERP!" Videl blushed eleven shades of pink, and spun away from the energetic couple, keeping her eyes fixed firmly on her shoes.
Chibi-Trunks and Goten, still sensitive after their earlier sex-ed scare, let out little mewls of disgust, and ran off towards Bulma's lab, in search of the Dragon Radar.
"Hey there Mrs. Briefs, Dr. Briefs," Goku chirped obliviously, "Sorry to interrupt, we're just here for the Dragon Radar, and then we'll be going."
"That's….fine….oh! Goku…dear…" Mrs. Briefs panted, "Would…you….ahhh…like some…coffee?"
Goku grinned, "Nah, I don't like coffee, thanks though."
Bulma's mother wiped the hair from out of her eyes with her one free hand, "Some….teaaaaaahHHHHHH! Whew. Some tea then dear?" She finished.
"No thanks," Goku smiled, gesturing to Chibi Trunks and Goten who had just run in carrying the Dragon Radar, each with one hand firmly covering their eyes. "We've got to be going."
Mrs. Briefs looked curiously at the space their visitors had just occupied, then turned to her husband, "You up for another round, dear?"
Dr. Briefs plucked at the skimpy leotard he wore. "I don't think so muffin," Dr. Briefs panted, "that Richard Simmons is just too much for me to handle," he grunted, switching off the television and walking upstairs towards the shower.
Mrs. Briefs watched her retreating husband and shrugged. Looking down at her own skimpy leotard, she decided since she was properly attired, she'd go out for a nice, long, swim.
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Videl looked at Gohan in embarrassment as they appeared on a small island, surrounded by brilliant blue sea. "Umm, Gohan—who were those people, and why weren't they wearing, well, MORE?!"
Gohan blushed, thinking of the excessively generous view of Dr. Briefs he had just gotten, "Those are Bulma's parents. I'm afraid they're in the midst of some sort of fitness craze right now…"
From the small house on the island, there came the sounds of vigorous exertion. Videl cocked an eyebrow, "Are the people who live here interested in fitness too?"
Next to Goku, Krillin scowled, "That BETTER be all it is," he growled menacingly, stomping towards the house. Before Krillin got through the door, he was bowled over by a grinning blonde streak, "DAAAAAAAADDDDDDDDDDYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!"
"Oof." Krillin smiled up at his little daughter, "Hello Marron, honey. Is uhh," Krillin glanced warily at Gohan and Videl, "Umm, is Oolong here?"
Marron grinned sweetly up at her father, "Uh huh. Him and Master Roshi are watching aer-o-bics," she said, drawing out the word.
Gohan and Videl's eyebrows shot down at the mention of Roshi. Krillin decided it was time for desperate measures. Placing Marron carefully out of the way, Krillin turned to the enraged duo stalking towards the house.
"So, Gohan," Krillin said desperately, stalling for time, "when's the wedding?"
Goku, who was halfway through the door, winced at the words. He hoped his friend survived his selfless act. Master Roshi really ought to appreciate Krillin more for his sacrifices.
After several minutes of searching, Goku ran quickly from Kame House with a Dragonball in each hand to encounter a very interesting scene.
Krillin was head down in the sand, closely resembling an ostrich, except he appeared to be stuck. Tien looked like he was torn between laughter, and wanting to help the short man out, while Chibi Trunks and Goten clung desperately to each other, laughing like there was no tomorrow.
One more step out the door, Goku found out what was so amusing. Laying in the waves, soaked to the bone, were Gohan and Videl, kissing passionately.
Walking quietly up to Tien, Goku nudged his friend in the ribs, "So, how did THIS happen?"
Tien managed to contain himself long enough to provide an explanation, "They…they both went for Krillin at the same time, and he slipped on a rock and got stuck in the sand." Tien gasped still chuckling, "Those two lovebirds," he snickered, fingering Gohan and Videl, "Collided in mid-air, and hit the water—by the time the first wave was gone, they were already like that. I don't think they've come up for air yet," Tien commented amusedly.
Goku cocked an eyebrow. If Gohan and Videl were bonding, then naturally they'd want to complete the bond….Goku's eyes widened and he turned a quite festive shade of red, *Oh no—they can't do THAT here!* he mentally yelped.
Chi-Chi was startled from her afternoon exercises by her husband's thought. *Do what, where, Goku,* Chi-Chi questioned telepathically.
Goku, who was now holding a dripping-wet and incredibly embarrassed teen from each hand shook his head. *Too hard to explain, Chi-Chi. I'll show you in a minute. Could you get the Dragonballs we collected out?*
Chi-Chi was confused by her husband's cryptic reply, but merely shrugged and headed for the house. *Alright Son Goku, but you better tell me what's up soon,* she shot back through her bond.
Goku grinned and placed concentrated on his wife's ki. *Don't worry Chi- Chi. All will be revealed shortly.*
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Chi-Chi almost dropped the three Dragonballs in surprise when Goku popped into her front yard, along with, Tien, Krillin, Chibi Trunks, Goten, Gohan and…who was the girl?
Chi-Chi opened her mouth to ask that very question, when her sopping wet son helped the sopping wet girl to her feet with a sheepish grin.
Chi-Chi's eyes widened, and her hands flew to her mouth. Before she could stop herself, she rushed up and embraced the two soaked teens and squealed, "Does this mean I'm expecting GRANDCHILDREN?!"
Videl's eyes grew wide, and before she or Gohan had a chance to say a word, Krillin grinned evilly and answered for them, "It sure does Chi-Chi! Congratulations!"
As Chi-Chi dragged Videl into the house for a change of clothing, and Goku tried to stop Gohan from killing Krillin, Chibi Trunks and Goten grinned evilly at each other. Whether they caused it, or it was someone else's doing, they were glad to see it.
Glad to see mischief, evil, madness, whatever you choose to call it, running amok in the world.
***::laughs madly:: what will happen next time? Will Gohan EVER catch a break? Remember how I said I wasn't bringing in Launch? Changed my mind! See it all next time, on As the Dragonball Turns….er….you know what I mean. R&R Please!***