Hey everyone. Once again thanks for your positive responses. It really means a lot. My creative juices seemed to have been flowing recently so here's another chapter. Hope you enjoy. I don't own DBZ.

Last time...

Gohan sat up, rubbing his head as he looked down at his tented boxers. He groaned in frustration, flinging his head back against Videl's mattress. He sat there for a moment, hoping his arousal would ebb but to no avail. Looks like its back to the shower for me. As his member twitched he added, 'Cold this time…'

Watching the Weaklings Suffer...

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The next day, just as the sun was about to rise, all the students were jolted out of their slumber due to freezing water dripping from the ceiling. Apparently Goten and Trunks had somehow placed sprinklers in everyone's rooms without being noticed, using their responsibility of waking the class to try out a new prank. They had also brought Marron and Kiara along for the ride and the four of them stood in the hallway laughing their little butts off at the screams and expressions on the teenagers' faces.

"That was genius!" Goten squealed through his laughter as he high-fived Trunks.

"I know right? Did you see that guy's face?" Trunks laughed, slapping his thigh.

"No. Did you see mine?" a much deeper voice came from behind them.

The four children looked at each other in fright, knowing they were caught. Gulping, they slowly turned around to see a dripping wet Gohan and an equally drenched Mirai. Although Gohan's hair was unaffected, Mirai's hung limply over his eyes, its lavender color now seeming indigo instead. Both of them were wearing vicious scowls.

"Oh hey there guys! Didn't see you there!" Trunks chirped nervously as sweat beaded on his forehead. They were in deep shit and they knew it.

"Cut the crap. You two are going to spar with me, Gohan, Goku and Father this afternoon," Mirai growled, pointing at the boys. "And trust me, we are not going to go easy on you."

Goten scowled. "What about them?" he asked, pointing at the girls. "They were the ones who came up with the idea!"

Gohan just smiled back at the grinning girls. "Nice!" he said, giving them each a high-five.

Trunks and Goten just looked on, completely baffled. Their mouths opened and closed like a fish as they struggled for words. "B-b-but that's a double standard!" Trunks exclaimed, indignant.

Mirai just rolled his eyes at his younger counterpart. "One of the many evils in the world. Get used to it," he said unsympathetically as he and Gohan walked off to their respective rooms to get changed.

Goten and Trunks stared after their brothers' retreating backs in betrayal. When they were out of sight, they looked in resentment at the girls who were chatting nearby. "Traitors!" Goten accused.

Kiara just cocked her head to the side and blinked innocently at the martyred boys. "Well my daddy told me that that pino- pen- that dangly thing you have between your legs always gets you in trouble. I thought you guys knew that," she said, rolling her eyes.

Trunks closed his eyes and folded his arms haughtily. "It called a penis, stupid," he said condescendingly but his comment fell on deaf ears as Kiara had already chased after Marron.

Goten and Trunks just looked at each other before looking down their pants. Was that why they always got into trouble and Marron never did?

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After breakfast, the class was assembled in the gym once again. Miss Wheeler along with Bulma, Krillen and Yamcha were at the front.

Clapping her hands loudly a couple times to grab the attention of the chatting students, Miss Wheeler began her announcement. "Alright, students! Take a seat! I hope you enjoyed your encounter with the wild. I know I enjoyed the spa treatment I received here!" she began enthusiastically, reveling in the jealous glares of her pupils. "Anyway, I have decided to allow you to increase your grade. You will write a paper on your experiences in the wild and anything you learned which would help you better survive should you be put into that situation again. This is mandatory and I will boost your score by one letter grade. Of course, the students who received As for enduring the wild for the allotted time are exempt from this. Your papers are due by six o' clock this evening," she continued, oblivious to the groans of the students.

It was then that Bulma stepped up. "Well, I have some better news for you guys. I know this experience allowed many of you to form bonds with your classmates. We would know, we were watching you the whole time," she started, laughing at the incredulous looks on the teenagers' faces. "The kids decided that they wanted you guys to remember all the fun times you shared so they put together a little video," she concluded as a large white screen descended from the ceiling of the room.

The lights dimmed and a picture appeared on the screen, gradually darkening until it was perfectly visible. The students looked at each other in confusion at the caption which read, 'WATCHING THE WEAKLINGS SUFFER: a motion picture by Goten Son and Trunks Briefs.'

Bulma glared at the screen before covering her face in embarrassment. I knew I should have looked it over! It's too bad those brats aren't here so I can wring their little necks! Gohan, Mirai and Lime just smirked at each other. This was bound to be interesting.

As the caption faded into the background, Trunks appeared on the screen, decked out in Safari gear. He was standing in the bushes, looking out into the vast forest at nothing in particular. Looking back at the camera, he began speaking using his best Australian accent. "Today, we are going through the forest watching an age old phenomenon: the weakling," he said as the camera zoomed in on a bald jock, falling face-first into a fresh pile of dinosaur dung, "vs the wild," he continued as the camera zoomed out to capture the enormity of the forest.

"From the beginning of time, the weakling had to learn how to survive in the wild. Now, mostly due to my grandpa, it's been many years since the weakling has had to deal with the wild. With electricity, cPods, Capsule computers and hover-cars, the weakling lost the ability to survive," he narrated. "In an experiment concocted by the diabolical minds of Bulma Briefs and Chi Chi Son, thirty weakling teenagers from a local high school would be sacrificed to the wild. The generous donor: Orange Star High School. Bribed with the prospect of living in luxury while their charges attempted to survive on their own, they readily agreed to this experiment, disguising it as a field trip."

The students looked at each other and murmured in bewilderment. This was all some sort of sick joke? Mirai, Lime and Gohan were nowhere near surprised. They had figured as much the day the trip was proposed.

"Although the masterminds desperately wanted to, they couldn't send the weaklings out without at least training them on wilderness survival in fear of lawsuits. So they summoned Krillen and Yamcha, former WMAT competitors who so happened to be doing nothing for a few days to train the hopeless things," he continued as the camera switched to the jocks on Gohan's team passed out on the floor. "Yet, there seemed to be hope," Trunks continued as the camera focused on Videl and Sharpner running a few paces behind Gohan and Mirai. "Perhaps they were not all weaklings."

"Their trainers taught the weaklings the basics of survival: how to build a shelter, how to look for food, what they should and shouldn't eat. Each person was even allowed to bring along an item that would help them survive. They were pretty much given a road map but with idiots like this," Trunks said as the camera moved on to the hairspray and mirror that one group brought along, "We can expect some very close calls," he concluded as the screen faded to black.

The screen came to life once again, the surroundings being the outside of the castle. Trunks held on to his hat as the camera turned to face him and the hovercraft the students were boarding. "It's day 1. The weaklings have been prepared as best as possible and are now boarding the copter that will take them to their camping sites. This will be the last live broadcast as we'll have to switch to the cameras in the jungle for commentary," he said as the copter took off. The screen faded to black once again.

"The weaklings are now searching in desperation for somewhere to shelter," Trunks said as the camera captured students running from caves, angry bats chasing them. A short clip of a group trying and failing miserably to build a hut also played.

"Those who managed began looking for food and not all were willing to share," Trunks narrated as the camera shifted to Sharpner begging Erasa for an apple before being pepper sprayed.

"Others tried to light fires to keep themselves warm and to cook what game they were able to find," Trunks continued as the camera zoomed in on Mirai trying to light a fire with little success.

Mirai glared at the screen as a caption rolled across the bottom of the screen. 'Disclaimer: neither I nor the producer, Goten, believe that Mirai Briefs, Gohan Son nor Lime Mizuki are weaklings. Any references are for continuity's sake. We apologize for any inconvenience caused,' it read. This only caused Mirai to glare harder and Gohan and Lime to erupt into a fit of laughter at the embarrassment on his face.

"Some even managed to meet old friends," Trunks continued as the camera captured Gohan being tackled to the ground by Icarus.

"Day 2: Thirteen of our fifteen groups of weaklings remain. The other two had managed to set their campsite on fire and so had to be rescued because they didn't have the common sense to run. No one told them adding dry leaves to a fire does not extinguish it. Poor fools," Trunks went on.

"Day 3: Nine groups remain. All seemed tranquil. Some were taking the time out to train," he said showing Gohan and Videl sparring. "While others took the time to conquer their weakling fears." A clip of Sharpner bonding with Kero showed up. "Little did they know that mother nature was plotting against them," he said conspiratorially as the thunder clouds rolled over the forest. "Some hunkered down and made it through. Others were not so lucky." Clips of Mirai and Lime getting lost in the storm along with students who had managed to get chased by bears, washed down the river, stuck in a tree among many, many others. "In the chaos, one of the groups managed to rescue a cute little girl-" Trunks began before he was cut off by a giggling Gohan.

"Trunks likes a girl! Trunks likes a girl!" Goten's voice sang from behind the camera.

Trunks glared at the camera. "I do not!" he retorted, a blush adorning his cheeks.

"Do too!" Goten cheekily responded. "Trunks and Kiara sitting in a tree k-i-s-s-i-" Goten never got to finish his song as the camera captured nothing but the blue sky. "What did you do that for?" was the last thing the camera captured before the screen became snow.

The entire class watched, stunned at the scene that unfolded while Mirai, Lime, Erasa, Sharpner and Videl laughed at Trunks' predicament. Gohan on the other hand was not amused. He scowled at the screen. He loved Trunks to death but if he dared approach his little girl in an even slightly sexual way he was going to kill him.

The screen came back to life a few minutes later. Instead of Trunks, Goten appeared on the screen, nursing a rather large bump on his head. "Sorry about that. Anyway, only 1, 2, 3 groups made it to through the night. What happened after that was just boring kissy-kissy stuff. And my brother falling flat on his butt but I don't think he'd want me to show you that. Any ways they made it to the end of the week and here we are today! Thanks for watching everyone!" Goten rambled on as the screen faded to black.

The students looked at each other in bewilderment, total silence in the room before one student started clapping. Then another joined him. Soon the entire class broke into loud applause. "OMG it was like we were on a reality show or something! That's so cool!" a cheerleader said. The class broke into even louder applause at that as yells of agreement filled the previously silent room.

A shy boy raised his hand.

"Yes Yoshi," Miss Wheeler answered.

"S-so did we have to do all of that just so you could laugh at us?" he asked timidly.

The teacher nodded. "Of course!" she answered, chuckling. "That's half the fun of teaching. Why do you think we teach you calculus?"

The stunned boy could not respond.

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