Hello loves! Here is the Next one! Get out of the emo corners and read! Been working on various other projects but you can expect the next update in a few weeks! I hope you enjoy this one! also boo on s.968 P.I.P.A! . bad peoples!
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THIS IS A FANFICTION! OFFICIAL RELEASE! AKIRA TORIYAMA! *Explosion!* (if you don't get the reference, Shame on you! Youtube 'TFS Dragonball Z kai abridged parody Episode 1'!) lmao!
Erasa stood up and practically glowing with the juicy new gossip she had uncovered. Bulma also stood looking between the glowing girl and the weary looking crime fighter who was currently holding her hand to the side of her head as if fighting off a migraine of epic proportions.
"Remember girls, this cannot be spread around. You are Gohan's friends so we cut you some slack ." Bulma said, getting interrupted by Erasa,
"And because we figured it out and she wouldn't give up." She said cheerfully.
Bulma smiled, "That too. Don't make up regret that trust. Videl, "She directed at the stressed teen, "Relax. I know it's a lot to take in but if it makes you breakdown, we can erase the knowledge from your mind. It'll be like you never knew." She suggested kindly laying a hand on her shoulder in support.
Erasa gasped in apparent horror at having no one to gossip with about the newly acquired gems not to mention her friends mind getting bleached. Videl's head popped up knocking the Bluenettes hand free, "NO! I mean… no. That won't be necessary." Videl assured with sincerity before grinning tiredly, "It's just… a lot to take in at once. Before all this … craziness… I thought Gohan was involved in some pretty intense big criminal activity. Erasa told me about his kidnapping when he was younger. I was expecting mob bosses at worst, and a field trip gone horribly wrong at best. Never in my wildest dreams was I thinking about aliens and gods." She babbled incredulously, distractedly rubbing her temple again.
Bulma chuckled, "Well, I've been involved in all this so long that it all seems normal to me! And to think most of the influential people in the world look to me and my family." she said jokingly, "We can stop with the answers for today . Let all of this sink in and give poor Gohan a break. I thought he was going to faint when I woke him up this morning." She added with a giggle. The three women stood up and slowly made their way out of the dome. Bulma placed her shoebox on the counter as they walked out and suddenly turned towards the two younger girls. "By the way, Piccolo told me that he was going to visit again when Mirai visits. So you can have some solid proof rather then just my old pictures." Videl's expression was torn between excited and apprehensive.
Erasa was simply ecstatic. "Oh wow! I can't wait to meet both of them! Mirai is so cute! I can't believe your little prankster turns out like that! How did you feel when you met Mirai for the first time? How did he feel when he met you? I'd feel really odd if I meet my mom when she was younger. She was quite the hipster, or so I've heard. And Piccolo! You said he was shy? How shy? Can we ask him questions? Will he answer them? Is he the strong silent type? Or the strong sensitive type?" Erasa babbled all the way to the kitchen with Bulma cracking up at her questions the whole way there answering the easier ones.
Videl kept quiet but filed away a few of the questions that were forming in her head for the next session. They entered the kitchen to find that Gohan had already settled in with his large lunch, the robots were already zooming back and forth ferrying the dirty dishes. Unperturbed, Bulma grabbed her plate of salad and a glass of iced tea and sat across from her godson. Erasa bounced behind her, also snagging a salad from the food machine and sitting down next to her blue haired idol. Videl grabbed her favorite soup and a grilled cheese sandwich, her mind whirling.
She sat down next to Erasa. *Dad isn't the strongest. How could he trick all the world into believing that he was? How did it all start? The Cell Games. He started to say that he was the strongest after he defeated Cell. But did he really? How could Gohan be as strong as he is and not have been there? He would have been like eleven years old. There was only one person there that young. But he was a blonde and with a completely different hairstyle. Could Gohan be the delivery boy?* she glanced over to the food focused boy while she mechanically ate her lunch.
After about 20 minutes of intense eating, Gohan started to slow down, his pace to a little faster than a starved puppy. Bulma calmly finished her salad and passed her plate to a waiting robot.
"Ok girls, I'm going to take Gohan here to run a few errands for me. Could you tell the rest of the class to meet me in the living room in two hours. I'll be showing you how I assembled the camera plane. Gohan seeing his escape, gulped down one last hamburger and rose from his seat.
"See ya later guys!" Erasa waved to them, "We'll tell everyone! I'll make sure of it! See ya later cutie, bye Bulma!" Erasa spouted happily.
Videl waved a silent goodbye. They turned the corner and she returned to glaring at her plate, deep in thought. * If dad is lying about cell, what else is he lying about? The 'Light tricks' are real, he brags about something he didn't do and he's profited off of the championship and disgraced other fighters… Oooo. He's going to get earful about this later!* She fumed.
"So, Videl, what do you think? Is Gohan datable now? Erasa asked with a grin, nudging the brunette with her elbow playfully.
Videl's eyes widened comically, "WHA! E-erasa! S-Shut up! You know I can't, won't, and don't date!" She sternly told her blonde friend.
Erasa completely unfazed by Videl's piercing glare continued, "Maybe! But that doesn't mean that you shouldn't!" She said in a singsong voice. She handed her plate to a robot and left with a wink, "I'm going to go find everyone! Bye girl!"
Videl blushed bright red but Erasa retreated too quickly for her to respond. Videl snorted in a distinctly unladylike fashion but continued to nibble on her food, thinking.
~~Meanwhile!~~
Bulma walked with a releived Gohan down the white halls towards the hospital bay. "Thanks Bulma! I didn't know how to get away from all the questions!" Gohan said gratefully. Bulma smiled, "No problem kiddo. But I'm sure at least Erasa will corner you again later." Gohan blinked, "Huh? Why Erasa? I thought for sure it'd be Videl doing the chasing instead." He asked confused.
" Are you wanting Videl instead? If my hunch is right, Videl will probably avoid you until she processes what we've already told her or something new to ask pops in her head. Erasa will work as a scout to gather information for Videl. At least for now." Bulma said knowingly as she rounded the corner.
"Oh. That makes sense I guess. So, what errand do you need?" Gohan asked, blushing but still visibly relaxing now that the questions would mostly subside.
"Well, first I want you to wake up Sharpner. We can't just leave him sleeping in there all day. Then I'll need you in the lab, okay? I need to grab a few things so go wake the big lug up." Bulma said as she walked up to the infirmary door. They walked in to find Sharpner snoring loudly, his legs and arms spread as far as he could, falling over the sides of his bed, stomach down, his face have buried in the soft pillow.
"He looks comfy." Bulma noted as she walked over to the cabinet, riffling though it and removing various bottles and tubes. She stacked them in a basket on the counter, mumbling under her breath. Walking up to the bed, Gohan grabbed Sharpner's shoulder and gently shook.
"Hey, Sharpner, wake up!" He attempted timidly.
Having been surrounded by dedicated martial artists his whole life, Gohan had never had the experience of a deep sleeper. The only deep sleepers in his life were Oolong, Roshi, and himself and that was only after a long training session where he lost. Most of his extended family woke up at any sharp noise, some blasting the source before even opening their eyes. Sharpner shifted a bit but continued to snore noisily.
Gohan tried a second time, shaking the blonds shoulder a bit rougher, "Wake up!" Gohan tried again, to no avail. A frown crossed his face as he rubbed the back of his head.
"Not now…." Sharpner mumbled before flipping over and resuming his snoring. Bulma gathered up the basket filled with green labeled containers and shook her head.
"C'mon Gohan. Like this!" She said with a smirk remarkably similar to her husbands."Like wow Sharpner! What totally cuuuute boxers! HEHEHE!" Bulma exclaimed fluttering her eyelashes dramatically and raising her suddenly valley girl voice pitch to match Erasa's.
Sharpner shot strait up, clutching his blanket to cover as much of himself as he could. Once his blanket thoroughly hid his neck, torso, and legs he blinked blearily, "AH! What? Erasa? My boxers aren't cute! They're manly!" He said in rapid slurring, only one eye half opened. When he didn't see Erasa but instead a smirking Bulma and a bugged eyed Gohan staring in surprise between Bulma and himself he panicked again and clutched his blanket closer. "Whas goin' on?" He asked in sleepy confusion.
"How did you know that would work?" Gohan asked curiously.
Bulma ignored the question, "Works every time." She said smugly, " Meet me in the lab in 10!"
Without another word she turned and left the room. The two boys eyes followed her out and then turned to each other. Gohan still confused and a little disappointed that Bulma wouldn't part with the story behind that skill mumbled to himself, "Who else does that really work on?" He wondered idly.
"Where'r we? How'd I get here? Sharpner asked looking around in confusion dropping the blanket back to the bed and blushing in embarassment.
"Oh, you were, umm, doing something outside last night and , umm, you passed out. So now your in the hospital wing." Gohan said awkwardly.
"I was…uhh.. looking for something…no! someone! Erasa…or Saiyaman! Right! I saw him flying…and then he landed…" Sharpner said haltingly, then his eyes popped out of his head in panic, "Then I saw a monster! It was green and evil looking and he said he captured Saiyaman! Oh crap!" He spouted, his wide eyes locked on the floor in horror. He looked up when laughter from Gohan invaded his doomsday theries.
"Ahahaha! Oh geez! Ahahahahaha! No, no, he was joking! Ahaha! Him Joking!" Gohan sputtered as he laughed.
"Hey man! Shut up! We gotta tell someone! That monster defeated Saiyaman! Now Videl's gonna go on a rampage! The city will be over run with baddies and everything is gonna go all to hell!" Sharpner said jumping out of bed and shaking Gohan by the shoulders.
Gohan pushed the hysterical Sharpner back down. He cleared his throat and spoke with a strangled voice as he tried to restrain his laughter.
"Sharpner. Just calm down. Saiyaman wasn't defeated." Gohan snickered then kept going. "That was my friend Piccolo. He must have been in disguise or something. Pfft. He's kind of a recluse." Gohan concluded as he continued to snicker under his breath.
Sharpner lifted an eyebrow, "A what? Speak plain English, nerd boy." Gohan sighed and rolled his eyes mentally.
"A recluse. It means he doesn't get out much." He clarified.
"Oh so like you?" Sharpner asked.
"No. Worse." Gohan said with a smirk. Sharpner looked properly horrified, causing Gohan to crack up again. "Anyway its already past lunch time so you need to get up. I need to go meet up with Bulma. I'll lead you outside so grab your stuff." Gohan pointed to his rumpled letterman jacket and shoes.
Sharpner took the hint and grabbed his jacket and shoved his feet into his untied shoes. Gohan led the way and Sharpner attempted to fix his hair with just his fingers. Once Sharpner was safely outside and on his way to the student dome and his stash of hair supplies, Gohan raced back to the lab. Gohan entered the pristine lab glancing around for Bulma who was filling up many tiny colored bags with perfectly crunchy senzu beans.
"Hey Kiddo. Did you ever get a chance to speak to Piccolo yesterday?" She asked waving him over to the table.
"No, but I do need to talk to him and Master Roshi soon. What's with all the senzu?" Gohan asked, leaning over the table curiously. The large blue capsule corp. bag was half filled with bento boxes all stacked up with matching drawstring bags.
Bulma smiled, " Well, I've been collecting the dried senzu for awhile and some of the seeds for Korin. I hoped you could deliver them for me to everyone's houses and the lookout. Plus you can stop by and talk to Piccolo too! Vegeta is sure to hide himself away to fume for a few days until either Mirai comes to visit or he misses me, the food machine, or the GR. So, I had a pretty productive day without all the explosions and general lack of yelling. Tomorrow, I'm going to upgrade the GR a little and call somebody to restock the food stores so I thought that you could take the day off and disappear to work on whatever attack you've been thinking of." Bulma said with a wink.
Gohan's face split into a big smile, "Wow, Thanks Bulma! I've been falling behind with the bet, now I can go to the lookout and practice then I'll only need one more attack to win!" He said excitedly, his saiyan blood surfacing in the face of training and besting Vegeta in the bet.
"Yes, Yes, go make an awesome attack so that Vegeta can spend some quality time with the boys. Lord knows that he'll never do it without an airtight excuse. Here take these. Give the light blue bags to Korin, those are the tweaked seeds. The green ones are normal senzu and the yellow ones are the odd ones out. It seems like they have either twice the potency or nothing at all. Kind of like a hit and miss. Give a few to Korin plus the blue bags and one box from this backpack." She instructed as she stuffed the dark blue backpack.
"What's in the boxes?" Gohan asked curiously.
"Hmm? Oh. Have you ever noticed that anytime we are attacked, excluding the androids, that we have no way to communicate long distance and as a result we have to group together? Not to mention, that we always send out 1 or 2 people to gather the dragon balls with the two radars and certain people, who can't fly, are inevitably left behind to wonder who's doing what or getting attacked?" Bulma asked in a slightly annoyed tone.
Gohan sweat dropped but nodded.
"Well these little beauties contain a global walkie-talkie that is variation of an earring, see?" Bulma said opening the last box to reveal a small shiny silver clamp.
It was about half an inch long and the width of a ballpoint pen. Even if it got noticed, it wouldn't draw too much attention.
"You clamp it on like this and it makes a "C" Shape. There is a small pressure gauge at the middle joint that you hold down that lets you communicate with the main hub. The other thing in here, I'm really proud off. See this?" Bulma asked pulling out what looked like a small clear Band-Aid. "This little gizmo is a mini dragon radar! It sticks to any exposed skin on your body and removes easily. it's water, pressure, flame and ice proof. When you take it off, as small electric pulse makes it go ridged. It's solar powered so there is no need to charge it. It's not as accurate as the normal DragonRadar, but it covers 500 miles and can pinpoint to about ½ miles. I call it the BDR, 'band-aid dragon radar' for short. I had Vegeta wear it while he was training and it looks like it can withstand up to just under super saiyan 2 power levels so the rest of the gang should be okay to leave it on all the time. I'm such a genius!" She squealed happily.
"Wow Bulma! That's really amazing!" Gohan said examining the BDR sticking it and unsticking it from his arm.
"The earring's are all silver and the BDR's are all flesh colored, except for Piccolo's and Dende's. They have the special Namekian green versions. The box also has 5 normal senzu beans. And a note explaining how to use everything." She said, repacking the box and stuffing it in with the other 8.
"Why 9? " Gohan asked.
"Well, there are actually 15 total. I have mine and Vegeta's in our bedroom. Yours is right here." She said pulling out another deep red box.
"And I'm still working on even smaller versions that match for the boys. You know how they are. These 9 go to Krillin, Roshi, Tien, Chioutsu, Yamcha, Puar, Oolong, Piccolo and Dende. Mr. Popo's are taking some time because I had to order the parts in black. His should be ready in a few more days. Oolongs was close enough to flesh colored that I left it alone. Puar got a bracelet instead of a band aid. I don't think she would have appreciated that in her fur." She said cheerfully, handing the bag to Gohan. "You said you had to go to Kame House and the Lookout anyway. If you manage to find Tien, Yamcha, and Chioutsu then awesome. If not then don't sweat it. I'll just give it to them at the next get together. Don't leave them around their houses. I don't want them to get lost or stolen, m'kay? Now go on! I'll cover for you for 2 days!" The bluenette reassured patting his shoulder.
"Thanks Bulma! I'll do my best!" Gohan said, shouldering the bag and rushing outside. Looking around to see if anyone was watching before blasting off quickly and disappearing into the blue sky.
"That boy…" Bulma muttered to herself as she headed down to the living room to set up the next lesson to teach the kids. They would learn something useful while they were there! Or her name wasn't Bulma Briefs!
Yahoo! There you go! I hope this keeps you guys happy while i figure out the next chapter. Blame all the Job hunting and interesting harry potter stories i've been addicted to lately. I typed this one up in a hurry so if you notice any typos or errors let me know! I don't have a beta... so you'll just have to deal! Also, Thanks for the hilarious reviews! ^_^ I enjoyed everyone of them! i can't have too many people hanging out in the emo corner after all!
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The storm of questions has momentarily calmed and Gohan is getting a break from interogation! What could Vegeta be planning? Will Gohan win the bet? Plans are made, promises are made and stories are shared, next time on Poor SAP Gohan!