A/N: Well, here's Chapter 14. First off, a lot of you said you wanted to see longer Chapters. Well, this Chapter is by far the longest Chapter of this entire story, for now anyway. Second off, I wanna say thanks to Dragonballzfangirl, Emin3m-Geta-DBZ, Ren Rika, Meiyo Motou, DamonaVeggie, MRMenaMRM, LaughableBunny, dbzfan8, KazuyaLoverProduction, for all the reviews on Chapter 13. Also, thanks to Meiyo Motou for the additional reviews on Chapters 11 and 12, and to crazyjr for the review on Chapter 10. I hope you guys all enjoy this new, incredibly long Chaper. And yes, this Chapter actually is incredibly long.
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or any of the characters, Akira Toriyama does.
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"Vegeta, have you seen my term paper?" Tarble asked.
"Was it an underlined, double-spaced, and had a dark blue cover?" Vegeta questioned.
"Yeah! Did you find it?" Tarble asked his older brother.
"Uh...yes and no", Vegeta answered.
"What do you mean?" Tarble asked.
"I think Dad used it to start the grill last night", Vegeta explained.
"WHAT?" Tarble screamed.
"Yeah, he was having a hard time starting the grill, so he picked up a stack of paper and stuck it on the grill", Vegeta said.
"WHAT?" Tarble screamed again.
Vegeta sighed impatiently. "I said-",
"I heard you the first time!" Tarble interrupted.
"And?" Vegeta asked.
Tarble glared at his older brother.
"Do you have any idea how long it took me to write that paper?" the fifteen-year-old Saiyan prince screeched at the top of his lungs. "Three days, Vegeta! THREE DAYS!"
"Well, now you can spend another three days rewriting it", Vegeta responded, smirking evily.
"I DON'T HAVE THAT KIND OF TIME!" Tarble shouted, nearly hysterical.
"Well, it looks like you're pulling an all-nighter", Vegeta laughed.
"I hate you", Tarble growled.
"And that;s news to me how?" Vegeta laughed.
...The next morning...
"Raditz, get your lazy hide up!" Bardock yelled, shaking Raditz by the shoulders roughly.
"Come on, Dad", Raditz groaned. "It's still Sunday".
"You baka, it's Monday!" Bardock snapped.
"Are you sure it's Monday?" Raditz asked, smirking at his father.
"Do you wanna live to see Tuesday?" Bardock asked, holding his fist inches from Raditz's face.
"I'm up", Raditz said, sitting up quickly.
"Good, now get ready for school", Bardock said, walking out of the room.
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"Kakarot, get out of the bathroom! I need to take a shower!" Raditz yelled, banging on the bathroom door.
"You can wait!" Goku called.
"No, I can't!" Raditz yelled back. "My adoring public awaits!"
"Yeah, yeah, I don't care, Raditz", Goku laughed.
"Of course, that's exactly the response I'd expect from you", Raditz sniffed. "It must be so hard for you to have such a devilishly handsome stud for an older brother. I can't imagine how that would feel. Oh well, not all of us can be so priviledged".
"Shut up", Goku snapped.
Raditz banged on the door again.
"GET OUT OF THE SHOWER, KAKAROT!" the long-haired Saiyan roared.
"NO!" Goku shouted back.
...
Twenty minutes later, Goku finally let his brother in the bathroom.
"It's about time", Raditz grumbled under his breath as he stepped into the shower and turned the knob.
A loud shriek echoed through the house.
"KAKAROT!" Raditz roared as he jumped out of the shower and raced to his and Goku's bedroom, a towel wrapped around his waist.
"Yes, Raditz?" Goku asked sweetly.
"YOU USED UP ALL OF THE HOT WATER!" Raditz snarled.
"Tough break", Goku said. "If you hadn't been so busy working on your 'beauty sleep', you would've had some hot water left. Besides, I told you before there's no point in even trying, it hasn't helped yet".
"SHUT UP!" Raditz snapped.
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"Hi, Tien", Launch said.
"Hi, Launch", Tien said, taking a step back.
"What's the matter with you?" Launch asked him.
"Launch, there's no easy way to say this...", Tien hesitated. "But we're just not right for each other".
At this, Launch's bright green eyes lit up and her face got fiery.
"What did you say?" she growled.
"Uh, nothing", Tien said, sitting down and taking Launch's hand.
A second later, the three-eyed sixteen-year-old heard a clink! and looked down and saw that Launch had handcuffed his wrist to hers.
"Now we can be together forever", Launch said.
...
Tien woke up to the sounds of his own screams.
"Well, it's about time you got up, Sleepyhead", his mother said. "Your girlfriend's downstairs waiting for you".
"My what?" Tien asked, now fully awake.
"Why didn't you tell us you had such a cute little girlfriend?" Tien's father asked.
"Because, she's not my girlfriend", Tien answered.
"Then why did she have 'Launch + Tien' on her notebook?" his mother questioned.
"Huh?" Tien could feel his face turning red.
"Well, you better get down there", his father said. "You don't wanna keep that pretty little girlfriend of yours waiting".
With that, Tien's parents walked out of the room.
Tien groaned and began to get dressed.
...
"Broly, come on, we're gonna be late!" Marikia called, knocking on the bathroom door.
"I'll be out in a second!" Broly called back.
"Hurry!" his sister yelled.
...At school...
"What's that funny noise?" Turles asked.
"What funny noise?" Goku asked.
"Listen, I hear it too", Marikia said. She was the only girl at the table.
At that moment, everyone heard a weird gurgling noise. They then turned to see Tarble laying facedown, snoring away in his oatmeal. Vegeta sat next to him, snickering.
"Uh, Vegeta, aren't you gonna help him?" Goku asked.
"Nope", Vegeta answered, still snickering. "Besides, if I'm lucky, he'll drown!"
"Vegeta!" Goku yelled.
"There'd be a tragedy", Marikia snorted. "Death by oatmeal".
Tarble, are you okay?" Goku asked, shaking Tarble's shoulder.
"Huh?" Tarble sat his head up, oblivious to the oatmeal that was sticking to his face and bangs.
"Uh, Tarble", Marikia said. "You've got a little oatmeal on your...everywhere actually".
Tarble grabbed several napkins and wiped his face.
"Hi, everybody", Bulma called as she, Launch, 18, and Chi-Chi came into the cafeteria and sat down.
"Hi, Turles", Chi-Chi cooed, batting her eyelashes.
"Uh...hi", Turles said, looking confused.
"Did you miss me over the weekend?" Chi-Chi asked him.
"Huh?" Turles looked over at Raditz. The long-haired Saiyan shrugged.
"Move over, Hairball!" Chi-Chi barked at Raditz, who was sitting next to Turles. "You're in my seat!"
"I don't see your name on it", Raditz snapped.
"You know, you look like you need a bit of a trim", Chi-Chi smiled evily.
"Seat's all yours", Raditz said, jumping up.
"Chi-Chi, aren't you with Kakarot?" Turles asked when Chi-Chi sat down beside him.
"Kaka-who?" she asked, wrapping her hand around Turles'.
"You know, Kakarot, he's sitting right across from me", Turles said, pointing at Goku.
"Oh, it didn't work out between us", Chi-Chi said.
"Take good care of her, Turles", Goku said, a look of pain on his face.
Turles was confused.
Bulma winked at Goku behind Turles' back. Goku fought the urge to laugh.
"Uh, Raditz, the back of your head looks like it needs a bit of a touch-up", Marikia said.
"Oh crap, here brush it down", Raditz said. "Just let me get a brush".
"Oh it's okay, you can just use mine", Marikia said, pulling a silver hairbrush out of her bag. "Just sit back and relax".
Raditz shrugged and let Marikia run her brush through his thick, black mane.
"Uh, Raditz", Marikia said a few minutes later.
"What?" Raditz asked.
"You seem to be shedding a little", Marikia said.
"What?" Raditz gasped.
Marikia showed him a lock of long, spiky black hair.
"Actually, you're really shedding", the fourteen-year-old Saiyan female said, holding up a big chunk of hair.
Raditz shrieked and ran to the boys' bathroom.
"So, what do you wanna do after school, Snookums?" Chi-Chi asked, snuggling against Turles' shoulder.
"I'm not your 'Snookums', Chi-Chi", Turles said, starting to get creeped out.
"Okay then, Sugar Lips!" Chi-Chi smiled.
"Again, Kakarot's right across from me", Turles said, pointing to Goku.
"He might be, but I've only got eyes for you!" Chi-Chi grinned.
"You are Kakarot's girlfriend! NOT MINE!" Turles screeched.
"Why would I want him when you're available?" Chi-Chi asked.
"Who said I was available?" Turles questioned.
"Oh, you're so silly, that's one of the many things I love about you", Chi-Chi giggled.
"Someone please pinch me, I've got to be dreaming", Turles said.
Five seconds later, the fifteen-year-old Saiyan let out a screech as he realized Chi-Chi had had the nerve to pinch his backside.
"Just let me know if there's anything else you need, Honeybunch", Chi-Chi said with a smile.
With a loud scream, Turles jumped from the table and raced off.
"See you after class, Sweetie Pie!" Chi-Chi called after him.
At this, Goku, Tarble, Vegeta, Bulma, Launch, 18, Broly, and Marikia roared with laughter.
"Hey, 18, where's you brother?" Bulma asked.
"Oh, 17's history teacher, Mr. Rogers put him in detention for a tardy", 18 answered with a sigh.
At the metion of 17's name, Broly's onyx black eyes became stormy.
"I hate Mr. Rogers", Marikia said quickly. "He's such a jerk".
"He is", Bulma agreed. "Last week, he tried to give me a tardy just because I had to talk to the principal about something".
"He really hates us", 18 said.
"Not as much as we hate him", Vegeta said.
"Everything's always a competition with you, Vegeta", Tarble sighed.
"Shut up, you worthless little nerd", Vegeta snapped.
"Vegeta, be nice", Bulma laughed.
"I dont want to be nice", Vegeta said.
"Why do you seem so tired?" Goku asked Tarble.
"Because, I was up practically all night last night rewriting my term paper", Tarble answered.
"I thought you wrote that thing last week", 18 said.
"I did, but our dad used it to light the grill the other night", Tarble grumbled.
"Oh, you meant that term paper?" Vegeta asked. He pulled a paper booklet with a dark blue cover out of his back pack. "Here you go".
Tarble's face turned pale as he glared at his older brother.
"Y-you...", he said, literally shaking with fury. "You let me rewrite that entire term paper last night...ALL FOR NOTHING?"
"Yup", Vegeta smirked.
"BECAUSE OF YOU, I ONLY GOT TWO HOURS OF SLEEP LAST NIGHT!" Tarble screamed with rage.
"Real Saiyans can go for days without sleep", Vegeta retorted.
Tarble gave his brother an evil stare and snatched his term paper out of the older Saiyan prince's hand.
...In History Class...
Can anyone tell me who King Henry the eighth's second wife was?" Mr. Rogers asked.
Marikia's was the only hand in the air.
Mr. Rogers rolled his eyes.
"It's a great disappointment when students negelct their education", the history teacher sighed.
"Sir, Marikia has her hand raised", Bulma said politely.
"Hand, Miss Brief", Mr. Rogers said loudly.
Bulma raised her hand.
Mr. Rogers ignored her.
"Anyone at all?" he asked, looking around the classroom.
Goku raised his hand.
"Yes, Mr. Goku?" Mr. Rogers. "Who was King Henry the eighth's second wife?"
"Well, I don't really know, but Marikia seems to", Goku said, pointing at Marikia's hand.
"I asked the question for a student, not an insufferable young know-it-all", Mr. Rogers groaned.
"Sir, all due respect, I'm not a know-it-all", Marikia said.
"Marikia, I'd like you to see me after school", Mr. Rogers said sternly. "We need to have a talk about backsassing your teachers".
"I can't", Marikia replied coldly. "My dad told me and my brother to come staright home after school today".
"Well, I'm afraid you'll have to go home after your brother", Mr. Rogers said.
"I'm afraid I won't!" Marikia snapped, her royal blue eyes flashing angrily.
"Surely your older brother can go home without his little sister having to walk with him", Mr. Rogers sneered.
Some kids in the back of the classroom snickered.
Bulma, who sat next to Broly, saw the sixteen-year-old Saiyan glare at Mr. Rogers and grip the sides of his desk.
Bulma knew it angered Broly that someone was harrassing his sister right in front of him. But he couldn't just lash out. That would only make things worse.
"Behave, Broly", Bulma whispered.
Broly growled in reply.
"Do it for Marikia", Bulma told him.
Hearing this, Marikia turned around and glanced over at Broly, her eyes pleading.
When his obsidian eyes met Marikia's royal blue ones, Broly sighed, relaxed his his grip, and calmed down.
Marikia gave her older brother a glowing smile before turning back to the front.
Broly felt a little better.
"Henry's second wife was Anne Boleyn", Marikia answered.
"I must ask you not to speak out of turn", Mr. Rogers huffed.
Marikia rolled her eyes.
...In Gym Class...
"Kakarot, you have got to take Chi-Chi back", Turles begged.
"There's nothing I can do, Turles", Goku shrugged. "She wants you now, and I just want Chi-Chi to be happy".
"Kakarot, I mean it, you better take that insane girl back!" Turles growled. "I MEAN IT!"
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"I'm home!" Broly called.
"Where's you sister?" Paragus asked.
"Mr. Rogers made her stay after school", Broly answered.
"Why?" Paragus demanded.
"Because, he's a total kisama", Broly answered.
"Watch your language, boy", his father ordered.
Broly rolled his eyes. There always had to be some kind of confrontation with his father.
"Mr. Rogers called her a know-it-all and she told him she wasn't one, so he made her stay after school", the sixteen-year-old Saiyan explained.
"You knew you were supposed to come straight home after school today", Paragus said.
"I know, and Marikia tried to tell Rogers that, but he didn't care", Broly replied.
"She should've come home anyway", Paragus said.
"She couldn't, Father! Rogers stepped in front of the door when she tried to leave!" Broly nearly shouted.
"Don't you raise your voice at me, Broly", Paragus growled. "I am your father and you will show me some respect".
Broly glared at his father, but said nothing.
"She's acting just like your mother", Paragus said, shaking his head. "Before you know it, one of these days, she won't even bother coming home, she'll just run off, just like your mother did".
"Shut up! Marikia's nothing like that woman!" Broly snapped.
"Be quiet, Broly", Paragus ordered.
"No!" Broly shot back defiantly.
"Don't you ever tell me 'No', Broly!" Paragus shouted.
"SHUT UP!" Broly screamed.
"How dare you defy me, Broly! I am your father and you will obey me!" Paragus shouted.,
"I'LL KILL YOU!" Broly roared, lunging at his father.
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