Hello again loves! Merry Christma-Hana-quanza-ka! i think that covers everyone! ^_^ I hope you enjoy this chapter! I'll have to start writing the next chapters... This is the last one I had pre-written. Expect the next update in the next month! Once again, any suggestions on scenes or lines you'd like to see should be messaged to me so i can fit 'em in! ^_^

And without further adieu~ CHAPTER 34!

Erasa dragged the weary Videl across the lawn. "I figured it out while we were watching, but I kept quiet until everyone in class left, then I asked Lime and Chico and Bulma. They told me I was right and said that when Gohan says it okay he'd finish telling both us." She chattered as they walked across the lawn towards the apartment dome.

"What did you find out? Stop dragging me!" Videl said, yanking her arm out of Erasa's surprisingly strong grip, before surprising herself with a massive yawn.

"C'mon, you need a shower, some dinner, and a bed. I'll go grab some food, while you shower." She said, jokingly wrinkling her dainty pointed nose, "I'll tell you what I know while you eat, then your going to bed. You look exhausted!" Erasa said, before dashing out of the room towards the kitchen.

Videl let out a sigh before entering the apartment dome and trudging towards the stairs and the shower. Feeling much more human 20 minutes later she went to her room to find Erasa there with two heaping bowls of fried rice.

Videl sat down then stared at Erasa, "Tell me what you know." She said before taking a bite of the delicious rice.

Erasa nodded happily. The two friends had long ago worked out a system for gossip sharing. Videl and Erasa were polar opposites in terms of people skills. Back in middle school, Erasa had told her that she needed to be up to date on all the latest Gossip around school. Their lunches were usually filled with Erasa telling everything she was able to unearth that morning to Videl as the black haired girl ate her training friendly lunch. They fell into their familiar routine for gossip as they went through high school and now into the field trip program.

Erasa leaned forward, " Okay, so I figured out who Saiyaman was when he was fighting. He put his hand behind his head just like Gohan does when he's embarrassed. I can't believe I never noticed it before! Anyway, after everyone had cleared out, I went with Bulma and the transfers to the family dome and the 'living room of secrets'. That's where Gohan apparently told the transfers that he was Saiyaman earlier on." Erasa paused for effect and giggled Videl's eyebrow shot up in disbelief.

*Living room of secrets? Stupid names seem to be a theme…*

Erasa continued on, "Anyway, his outfit was made by Bulma. Though I didn't think to ask how that works… Sorry 'bout that! Bulma said he'd been training almost his whole life, apparently his dad, Goku, had a lot of enemies. Gohan was always getting kidnapped and put into a bunch of tight situations." She continued.

"Kidnapped? Why didn't his parents report it to the proper authorities? His mom seemed like the overprotective sort." Videl interrupted.

"Well, the first time it happened it was his own Uncle! Bulma said that the Uncle was mad that Goku didn't follow in the 'family business', whatever that means. So he kidnapped Gohan to put pressure on Goku to join him." Erasa told her.

"A political kidnapping?" Videl murmured in thought.

Erasa shrugged, "Anyway, they went and got him but Gohan got taken to train with one of his dads old rivals. His dad went off to train for the tournament and his mom didn't give her approval so he was "Kidnapped" for a year. Sometime during all that he met the transfers." Erasa told Videl happily.

"So his family is involved in high society politics and business. That explains how they met the Briefs, Gohan's mom is probably the daughter of a CEO of some big corporation or something. He was taught self defense so he'd stop getting kidnapped and given special classes so he could follow in the family business." Videl theorized.

Erasa watched her friend frown before shacking her head.

"No… Something about this doesn't fit… but it's much more than we had to go on. Good Job, Erasa." She said gratefully.

"So what happened on the crime scene? I've never seen you blush so much!" Erasa teased.

Videl froze, "I just told the idiot not to get hurt and lose an arm that's all!"

Erasa giggled," HeeHee! Good going! Your getting much better at flirting! I do good work! Well, I'm going to go to bed, I wanna have energy for when you get all the rest of your answers! Night, Videl!" She said before snatching the empty bowls and making her escape.

Videl glared halfheartedly at the shut door for a second before flopping back onto her bed to get some well deserved shut eye.

Bulma was in her lab, stashing the camera jet on an empty shelf, before grabbing the recordings of the broadcast and replaying it on the TV. A robot rolled up with the portable phone, handing it to the blue haired genius. After 3 rings, a weary voice answered, "Son residence, ChiChi speaking."

"Hello ChiChi. I've got lots to tell you. " Bulma replied.

"Where is Gohan? And what about that Videl girl? Trunks said that another girl figured it out!" ChiChi rambled in concern.

Bulma laughed, "It's okay. Gohan was dropped off by Piccolo after Vegeta beat him in a spar. The girl who found out is Videls' best friend, her name is Erasa. She's the one who's helping me get them together. She even helped drag Videl away from Gohan's sickbed tonight!" She confided. "His sickbed? Really? How Romantic!" ChiChi exclaimed, everything in her voice portraying raising eyebrows and excited bouncing."She won't even have to search for a maid of honor at the wedding!" ChiChi continued, her voice now invoking a 'tear filled eye' resonance. Bulma shook her head, "Okay ChiChi, I'm going to bed, I'll give you a call tomorrow."

"What? Oh, okay. You be sure to call tomorrow. I want another update!" ChiChi said imagining the bridesmaid dresses in her mind.

With a smirk, Bulma replied, "No problem. You get some sleep, can't have the mother of the groom to tired to function." ChiChi immediately replied, "Oh-kay! Ohh… what should I put on the menu?" Before abruptly hanging up. Bulma snickered and shaking her head, made her way to her own shower and bed.

Bulma rose up from sleep groggily as Vegeta climbed into bed at 1 in the morning. He was warm and smelled clean from his shower. He carefully and surprisingly gently picked up Bulma before laying flat on his back, and settling her on the top of himself.

"Vegeta…" Bulma sighed happily hugging his bare chest. "Hmmm…." She hummed happily at the extra warmth he brought to bed.

Wrapping an arm around his wife's waist, Vegeta smirked into the darkness of the bedroom, "Go back to sleep woman." He rumbled softly.

"Your in …big trouble…mister…" Bulma muttered, nuzzling closer. Vegeta watched silently as her eyes drifted closed and her breath evened out.

*Big Trouble? Surely not.* Vegeta thought sarcastically before scanning the perimeter for unknown ki and drifting off to a light sleep.

When Bulma woke again at 6:30, Vegeta was gone, probably off to the gravity room to train. She groaned then rolled off the bed, getting dressed and brushing her teeth. 10 minutes later, she made her way towards the medical bay, the blonde boy, Sharpner, her mind supplied, was snoring loudly on his bed hugging his pillow to his chest. She tiptoed past him to check on Gohan. The soot covered half saiyan was sleeping peacefully and looked fully healed. The bruise that was on his cheek was faded to nothing.

Bulma walked over and poked him on the head gently, "Hey Kiddo, wake up!" She said, with an additional poke.

Gohan groaned then blinked his eyes open, "What time is it?" Bulma glanced at her watched.

"It's 6:45. If you get up now, you can wash up and eat before being interrogated." She prompted.

That reminder caused him to sit up straight sending dried ash to fly everywhere.

"Oh! Bulma! What do I do! She'll kill me! I didn't even do anything wrong and she'll still kill me!" He panicked.

Bulma smiled, "Gohan, chill out. Just explain it the way you did to the transfer kids. Why are you even worried? She can't physically hurt you !" Bulma reasoned.

"But the press is on her side! They would believe her if she told them anything!" He fretted, holding his head in his hands, releasing even more ash into the air.

"Ok. Calm dawn. If you tell her, and she wants to blab to the press, we can do one of two things." She said reassuringly Gohan looked up hopefully. "We can erase her memory or we can use my even greater press savvy to refute her claims. An experiment gone wrong or something." She said half-jokingly. "Seriously, let her ask all the questions she wants, answer what you can, and elaborate on what your comfortable with. Now, go get cleaned up and get some food in that saiyan belly. I highly doubt you want to be hungry when she starts unraveling your many secrets. Plus your making a huge mess, Pigpen." She said handing him a fresh bottle of senzu spray and waving good-bye as she now made her way through the twisting halls towards the apartment dome. Gohan nodded glumly and walked out of the medical bay leaving a large grey cloud behind him. Bulma walked out of the main building, directing a robot to follow gohan around and clean the soot trail that he left behind and to warn the kitchen that he was on his way. She knew that the teenagers in the dome would be still mostly asleep, save for a few of the early rising track team.

"Good Morning guys." Bulma greeted.

"Morning Bulma! They replied.

"You guys going for a run?" She asked noting their outfits.

"Yeah, the coach told us up not to slack off during the trip. We've got a meet after the trip." A brunette boy with blue eyes replied.

"Cool. Say, do you guys know which room is Videl's? I want to make sure she's not too bruised up from all the fun yesterday." She asked holding up a tiny bottle of senzu spray.

"Yeah, She's on the third floor next to Erasa's room. Erasa put a pink flower magnet on the door with her name. You can't miss it." A pale black haired boy told her.

"Thanks guys! Have fun on your run." Bulma said as she walked towards the stairs.

Finding the pink flower magnet with bright yellow letters hanging on a delicate golden chain spelling out 'Erasa' in loopy letters, Bulma knocked on the door. Erasa was in her bathroom, "Just a minute!" she called. The door opened up to reveal Erasa in her outfit for the day, with her short hair half dried and a large smile for her guest.

"Hey Bulma! Good morning!" She said happily. Bulma smiled back, "Good Morning, Erasa! I see you're an early riser." she said teasingly.

Erasa used to such teasing from her mother, who was decidedly a night owl, answered, "Well, can't go out without my face on!" She giggled, waving her blue haired idol into her room. Bulma smiled, "Gohan's father screamed the first time I told him that. He thought I actually took my face on and off."

Erasa cracked up, dropping her hairbrush and stifling her giggled with her hands, "Did he really?" she gasped, "That's hilarious! Was he raised by wolves or something?" She asked once she had calmed down some and resumed work on her hair.

Bulma looked thoughtful for a minute, "You know, he ate an awful lot of them… If he was raised by them then they did a bad job teaching him what to eat." She said with a laugh.

"He ate wolf? Ewww…." Erasa cringed. Laughing at the blonds expression Bulma cut to the chase, "So you ready to restrain Videl today?"

"Yeah. I told her about Gohan getting kidnapped, then I made her go to bed. She looked wiped out. Where is Gohan? Is he feeling better?" Erasa asked.

"I woke him up to get clean, dressed, and fed. He should be making his way to the kitchen by now." She said.

"Okay. Well, lets go get Videl. I'm sure she's hungry." Erasa said.

Bulma snickered, "For answers or food?"

Erasa chuckled, "Both, of course!"

Erasa knocked on her friends door, peeking her head in. Videl was still asleep, seeing her chance Erasa tiptoed over, "Hey! Wake up Videl!" She said poking her friends cheek.

"Mmmm? What is it Erasa?" Videl mumbled before shooting up, "Oh!"She gasped and started to struggle to escape her bed sheets.

"Remembered what we get to find out today?" the blonde asked, shuffling through the dresser. She received no answers as her friend jumped up and darted into the bathroom. Erasa handed her fresh clothes through the doorway.

"Is it safe yet?" Bulma asked from the doorway.

Erasa nodded and motioned her in. "C'mon Erasa! I have to find Gohan! He's not going to get away from me this-" Videl said charging back into the room, "- time. Hello Bulma." She said with a slight blush.

"Good morning, Videl. Gohan is getting cleaned up and helping himself to breakfast. I brought some senzu spray for you and to set some rules." She said holding up the little green bottle.

"Oh, umm. Thanks, but I'd rather go get some answers from Gohan first." She said denying the spray.

"Nonsense, it works on soreness and small bruises too. Have a seat." Bulma said in a stern tone pointing at the bed.

She handed the spray to Videl who sprayed some on her hands and preceded to use it on the sorest of her muscles. The two girls sat down sensing a serious lecture and wondering what it was about.

Bulma walked to stand in front of them, "Here's the deal. I sent Gohan to the kitchen before I came to collect you girls. He needs to eat as much as he can to regain his energy today. So if he is still eating when you get there, wait patiently until he is finished. Gohan's secrets are tied into a lot of people, myself included. If he doesn't want to answer, then don't press him. He told the transfer kids a few things so it shouldn't be that hard to pry some details about that time out of him. After that, his life, our lives, got hectic. You don't know it now, but we were involved in some really big stuff. This cannot be told to others. Period. Understand?" Bulma said seriously.

The two girls nodded. Bulma broke out into a carefree smile.

"Awesome. Now lets go get some breakfast." She said cheerfully.

The trio of women walked down towards the kitchen, Videl thinking *Secrets. Big Secrets. What could he be involved in? And with Bulma Briefs. What could it be? What kind of 'family business' requires the level of power the Briefs control to hide it?* She thought furiously.

To her right, Erasa was having totally different thoughts, *Fresh, New, Exciting, Juicy Gossip! This is sooo much fun! * She thought giddily.

As they neared the kitchen the unmistakable sight of the rushing robots signaled that Gohan was still there. "Hey there Kiddo. I brought your beautiful interrogators!" Bulma announced after making sure that they were alone in the kitchen.

Gohan glanced up mid-chew and froze. Swallowing timidly, he blushed, "Umm… Good morning Videl, Erasa." He said nervously. "Hi Gohan!" Erasa said cheerfully. Lining up behind Bulma at the food machine. "Morning, Gohan." Videl said quickly, turning her head to hide her rising blush. *Why am I blushing again!* She thought as she followed the others to the line. She glanced back at the clearly nervous Gohan, *Why did it take me so long to notice how built he is?…* She thought as she watched his arms flex as he resumed his feeding frenzy, trying to be as neat as possible. *Stupid traitor brain.* She thought hurriedly as she struggled to regain the control of her emotions and the blood rush to her face.

Bulma sat next to Gohan with the girls sitting across from her because of the large volume of empty plates in front of the hungry boy. He had a good 20 plates left in front of him, covered in pancakes, eggs, and a variety of breakfast meats. Bulma nudged the still clearly anxious half saiyan, "No questions during breakfast. Except, could you please pass the syrup?" She said with a grin.

The tense atmosphere seemed to break up a little and they all started breakfast. However, after watching Gohan devour his 16th plate stacked high with blueberry pancakes, Videl was itching to ask how he was doing it.

*I've never, NEVER, seen anyone eat so much… He's not even slowing down… Where is it all going?* She thought in confusion, absently picking at her half eaten omelet.

Erasa had already finished her sugared grapefruit and was nibbling on some toast while watching Gohan eat with interest, "Wow…" She muttered, eyes wide.

Noticing the girls preoccupation, Bulma intervened, "About how much more, Gohan?" she asked cutting off another delicate bite from her waffle.

Gohan glanced up, "4 more." He answered quickly and dove in for more.

The girls finished up their breakfast as Gohan finally stood up and looked around. He lifted the large pile of dishes effortlessly and deposited them in the large pile in the back of the kitchen where the robots were working in a steady pace to clean up the fallout from the second saiyan feeding frenzy of the morning. The girls watched as he did this without a waver of the tall tower of dishes and no signs of strain from the tall boy. They left the kitchen in a group and began to make their way back to the family dome. Erasa started to bounce as she walked, realizing where they were headed and made both Gohan and Videl more anxious for the air to be cleared. Bulma grinned at the teenage drama, once again taking mental notes for her report with ChiChi later. Gohan was showing several signs of severe stress. He was coated in a light sheen of sweat and his breathing looked to be uneven, he was even gulping loudly, and his eyes darted everywhere looking for possible escape routes. The trip to the living room of secrets was made in silence, excluding Gohan's anxious gulping, and the sounds of the early morning city wildlife. They filed in and took seats staring across the coffee table at each other.

Bulma shook her head at their antics, "Ok, Guys. I'm going to get us some drinks and collect some pictures. Go easy on him, girls.I'll be right back." She warned with a smile to take the sting out of her warning.

Once the older woman had turned the corner, Erasa leaned forward, "Ok! Spill! Tell us everything Gohan!" She squealed, clapping her hands together and bouncing in her seat.

Swallowing nervously, "Um. Okay. W-What first?" he asked timidly.

This time, Videl scooted up in her seat, "Who taught you? Martial arts, how to fly, those light tricks, and your over the top education." She asked quickly.

Gohan nodded, "Okay. I can do that." He said reassuringly to himself. "My mom taught me my normal schoolwork. I am already past my college education in most subjects but she wanted me to make some friends my own age so she sent me to OSH. I've had a few martial arts teachers since I was 4. My dad, , Krillin, some bad guys we fought, Vegeta, and some of our other friends." He said before Videl held her hand up to stop him.

"Wait, Wait! Who is this Piccolo guy? I couldn't find anything concrete on him yesterday." she said in an annoyed voice. Gohan's eyebrows shot up, "You tried to look him up?" He said with a slight chuckle sneaking into his tone.

Erasa shot a interested look at Videl.

Videl shrugged, "I was curious. So?" She said without a trace of remorse, resuming her stare at Gohan.

A smile crept upon Gohan's face, "You'd probably be hard pressed to find any info on any of my friends. Bulma tends to look out for us." He said just as the blue haired woman returned with a tray of iced tea and a red shoe box. "Well, how else would you guys get away with what you do?" She greeted handing the tray to Gohan so she could settle herself in her favorite armchair. Videl furrowed her brow, "Bulma! You can't tamper with police files! It hampers our investigations!" She said with an icy glare. Bulma smiled slyly, "Considering I'm the one who developed the database for the city, and the fact that our group regularly fights to save the entire planet, I think I'm entitled to a little well-deserved tampering." She said with an icy glare of her own. Videl looked away from Bulma, impressed with her glare. Satisfied, Bulma sipped from her drink. "So, what were you explaining?" She threw at Gohan.

"Piccolo and my other past teachers." He said warily. In her thirst for answers, Videl reasserted her backbone and her own piercing stare, directing it at Gohan. "So, umm, Piccolo. Yeah. I learned from him when I was 4 for a full year. He's the one who taught me most of my survival skills, basic martial arts, and how to control my ki." He said carefully. Videl opened her mouth but was stopped by Erasa slapping her hand over her mouth, preventing the crime fighter from interrupting with another question. Erasa nodded at Gohan who smiled gratefully. Videl frowned but remained quiet pulling away from Erasa. "Ki is a form of energy. If you can manipulate it, you can do all sorts of things. Fly, increase muscle strength, and create 'light tricks' as your dad likes to call them." Gohan said holding out his hand palm up as he did with the transfer kids and producing the same light bulb sized ki sphere.

"Wow…pretty…" Erasa said leaning forwards to touch it. Videl sat wide eyed, watching her blonde friend prod the ball with a manicured fingertip."How cool!" the blonde giggled, "Can you make it bigger?" Erasa asked, remembering the broadcast from yesterday.

Gohan carefully expanded he ball to the size of a basketball while keeping the amount of energy the same. Erasa continued to prod the ball, intrigued with its oddly static form. Gohan kept the ball anchored over his hand and watched Videl as she slowly started to murmur to herself.

"My father always told me that they were tricks and the fighters that made them did it with special effect gear. Ever since the cell games… But here it is… I just don't understand… how could he not know about this technique? He's the strongest there is… the world champion… how could he not know about this technique?" She asked in confusion.

Bulma reached over to pat her on the shoulder, "I'm sorry honey, but your dad is probably only the fifth or sixth strongest human in the world right now." She said thoughtfully, "Gohan, where does Yajirobi stand?" Gohan thought for a moment, "Last I heard he was still under Chiaotzu. But he's probably below Hercule anyway, he's been living with Korin and hasn't really been training… Hercule is at best 5th place." Videl looked between the two, bewildered. "But then why didn't they compete in the last tournament? They aren't the strongest unless they're the champion." She told them determinedly.

Bulma shook her head, "Tien was the champion of the 22nd tournament a long time ago. Poor Krillin was a semifinalist in every tournament he competed in. Yamcha was always one step behind Krillin and Chiaotzu never really liked physically fighting." Bulma explained, pulling out a picture from the red shoe box and handing it over to the curious girls, "This is from a bar-b-cue we had a few years back."

The picture showed 4 people sitting at a table playing poker, the largest man was wearing an old monk outfit and a dark green bandana over his forehead only one arm was covered by his outfit revealing a scar covered, muscular arm. Sitting next to him on an elevated chair was a child sized person looking pleased with his hand of cards. He had a completely snow white face with red circles on his cheeks. Next to him sat a slightly taller man wearing a polo shirt with 6 curious dots tattooed on his forehead just barely visible through his short black hair. He was also grinning. The last of the four men was gripping a handful of his short messy black hair in his fist while he looked at his cards in dismay. There was a long scar running down his face over his right eye and a cross shaped scar on his left cheek. He looked very similar to the transfers supervisor Pigero.

Videl examined the picture carefully, "These guys are the strongest on earth?" She asked unconvinced and becoming more confused when Gohan mildly said, "No."

Erasa snatched the picture out of Videl's hand taking advantage of her momentary confusion.

Videl glared at Gohan, "You just said that they were the strongest on earth! Stronger than my dad! So if they aren't then who is?" She demanded angrily, her mind racing.

Clearing her throat, Bulma interrupted, "Calm down. You asked first 'Who is the strongest human on earth?' Then you asked an entirely different question, 'Who is the strongest on earth?'" She said matter of factly.

"But isn't that the same question?" Erasa asked, tilting her head to the side.

Gohan was sitting as still as he possibly could in his seat.

Seeing his tension, Bulma waved her hand, "Remember I told you this morning that there were secrets that COULD NOT be shared? This is one of them. Aliens are real. You've already meet one of them." She said with a smirk.

The girls were shocked into silence, taking advantage of this, Bulma continued, "Some are humanoid and we have encountered both friendly and just plain evil ones. They vary as much as the species on earth. We even played host to about 100 aliens a few years back." She dug out another chunk of photos from the shoebox.

"Aliens?" The girls echoed unbelievingly.

"Yep! Here. These guys are called Namekians. They came from planet Namek. Their planet was destroyed by an evil alien named Freiza. So they camped out here on earth until we found them a new planet." Bulma told them as they flipped through the pictures of the Namekian people dressed in polo shirts and khaki pants playing what looked to be golf in the indoor garden at capsule corp. "They stayed here at capsule corp. They are still some of our closest off-planet friends. Moori there loved to play golf. We sent him off to New Namek with a supply of golf balls and a few different drivers." She reminisced with a laugh.

Gohan laughed with her. "A few weeks ago, Dende was saying something about practicing his swing up on the lookout." Gohan and Bulma chuckled at the thought.

Wide eyed and still shocked Erasa stared at the pictures. "Oh My GOD! They're green! And they have antennae! Do they eat normal food? Do they have advanced stuff? They spoke English? How did you meet them in the first place? Don't they have girls? These are all old wrinkly guys…OH look! Kids!" She spewed in amazement. This had to be the juiciest piece of gossip she'd ever heard, to bad she couldn't tell anyone.

Bulma laughed, "They live on water only. They really don't need anything else. They had way advanced space travel technology and odd architectural taste. All their stuff had spikes on it. English is apparently the most common language in the universe, but they had a language all their own. They spoke English while on earth for our benefit. As far as I know, I was the first female they had ever meet. They reproduced with eggs. No females involved." Bulma answered.

Videl shuffled through the pictures in mute disbelief. *Aliens. Green Aliens. With antennae. Who are stronger than humans. And who lay eggs…. WAIT! That man that Gohan stole from me last week! He said 'green aliens' who rule the earth! That crazy man knew! He was right? How did he find out?* Shaking her head back and forth slowly she looked up. Bulma was still smiling, now explaining namekian fashion to an enthralled Erasa while Gohan still looked slightly nervous but with a small smile.

As Bulma paused for breath, Videl jumped in, "Aliens?" She asked, her voice cracking. "That man you stole last week, he said 'green aliens who rule the world' He meant the N-Nameks?" her voice was stilted with the shock.

Gohan nodded, "Yeah, Mr. Toriyama used to work here at Capsule Corp. He accidentally came across Bulma's private files and confronted her. Vegeta got angry about something he said, and ended up knocking him out. Vegeta brought him to me and I took him to our friend Dende." He said rubbing the back of his head.

Erasa perked up, "Dende? Cool! Can we meet him? What does he look like? Is he nice? Is he cute?" She asked hyperactively.

Bulma chuckled, "He is this little guy here." she said pointing him out in the photos. "He's quite possibly the nicest green guy on the planet. Since they lay eggs instead of dealing with dating drama they tend to be more calm then most guys here on earth. The warriors of namek tend to be a bit more standoffish. Dende and Piccolo live up on the lookout on top of Korin tower. That's where I got the senzu beans and they all watch over earth. They live up to 500 earth years from what I've heard. Dende took over for the last guardian of earth when he was 5 or 6. The previous guardian was named Kami." Bulma finished with another grin. Gohan looked really nervous now.

"Kami? As in God? That Kami! Your kidding!" Erasa exclaimed.

Videl, wide eyed and shocky once more, slouched back in her seat, "You guys know God. Earth's Green Alien God. Named Dende. Ugg…" She groaned holding her head in her hands covering her eyes tiredly. *All I wanted were answers about Gohan and his powers. Instead I get Aliens, Gods, and the fact that my dad is wrong about the light tricks and being the strongest on Earth.*

As Videl contemplated smashing her head on the nearest wall to alleviate her headache, Erasa giggled, "No, wait! This is so fun! You said Piccolo was the guy with the killer smile! Right?" She said pointing to Bulma, who nodded, "And you said that he trained you?" She confirmed pointing at Gohan who also nodded, "Which one is he?" She asked pointing to the pile of photos.

Bulma took them back and replaced them in the box. "Hmmm…Ah ha! Here he is! He's not very photo friendly. He's one of the warriors. I've only got a few of him." She said handing the photo to Erasa who grabbed it eagerly.

She leaned back so that Videl could see if she wanted and examined him. The photo was of another party of some kind. The picture must have been more recent. Bulma looked very close to her photograph excluding a different hairstyle. She sat chatting with a happier version of Gohan's mother Chichi drinking lemonade and laughing about something. A beautiful Blonde women with piercing blue eyes and a neutral expression sat with them with her arms crossed. In the distance, a crowd of people men and children played Frisbee and creating large obviously noisy dog piles. Only two figures were singled out. Vegeta who was leaning against a nearby wall with his arms crossed and his trademark scowl, glowering at the crowd an an obviously tall green man wearing a long white cape and a purple outfit, had his arms crossed and his eyes closed sitting cross-legged on the green grass.

While the girls examined the picture, Bulma leaned over to Gohan, "Sharpner passed out yesterday when Piccolo apparently smiled at him." She said.

Gohan smiled widely before breaking into laughter, "He smiled? Really? Ahahahaha!" He chuckled happily.

"He trained Gohan?" Videl asked.

"He's living with God?" Erasa asked at the same time.

"Wait…Piccolo.. Was he the Great Demon King Piccolo?" Videl asked, suddenly feeling energetic again.

Gohan stopped laughing and bashfully put his hand behind his head.

Bulma snickered, "That is a very long story. Our Piccolo used to be a 'bad guy' but he's been our friend for years. He first trained Gohan when he was 4. We caught wind of some 'bad guy' aliens coming to earth and needed all the help we could get. And technically he's the son of the Great Demon King Piccolo. But that's a story that's gonna have to wait. It's lunch time! C'mon!" Bulma said while packing up her photo box.

"Lunch!" Gohan shouted before blurring into motion and leaving through the door so fast the girls didn't even have a chance to stand up. "Wow. Eager much?" Videl said sarcastically.

*My brain feels like it's been smashed in with a gold brick* She thought wearily as she trudged off to the kitchen.

Chappie 34 done! I'll hopefully finish with 35 soon! I had a lot of fun typing this one up! Moori is an actual character and i'm pretty sure i got all the ages right...

Your question for today is... How do you feel about giving/recieving gift cards for Christmas? I personally like them. No wrapping involved and you get to shop for your own stuff. No guesswork involved! On the other hand, my best friend thinks that all presents should be properly wrapped up in a box. or a bag. yatta yatta ect ect. ^_~ I love the look of a present under the tree but being able to grab your own goodies seems like even more fun for me. Let me know your opinion! ^_^

*DBZ announcer voice guy imitation!* Next time on Poor Sap Gohan!

An old friend comes to visit and a new invention or two from your favorite blue haired genius!

Once again, Merry Chrisma-han-quanza-ka! Be safe and happy on your trips and enjoy the last of 2011! ^_^ see ya next year! ^_~

keri!