Here we go guys; another chapter for the books. This time around, we're looking at the youngest son of Goku and Chi-Chi: Michi. Let's just dive on in to this somewhat comedic and sweet one-shot.

Michi's Request

Age 788

Michi made his way from recess to class with a few of the other boys from his class. They were talking about the latest monster movie coming out in a few weeks or something like that. To be honest, Michi tuned them out. He could care less about that stuff. All he wanted was to go home or Capsule Corp to train with his Uncle Vegeta. He could care less about the graphics of the movie or how they used a real flamethrower for special effects. Michi would rather be anywhere else in the world than stuck in this stupid school. He never understood what his sister Gochi saw in this place. To him, it was like a prison or something.

As they rounded the corner to get to class, Michi noticed that the guys with him had stopped to stare at a big poster put up on the bulletin board. He went back to see what the big deal was and found that they were reading some poster advertising for a Father-Son Camping Competition for a school trip to the mountains. Michi had never heard of such a thing before while the other boys were all excited upon seeing the ad.

"Oh man, this looks like fun!" One of the boys remarked with a big grin on his face.

"Yeah it does," Another boy agreed. "I bet my Dad and I are a shoo-in to win this year."

"No way, dude," The third boy stated. "My Dad's been teaching me how to make a fire all by myself. I bet this year will be it for us."

"Um, am I missing something here?" Michi spoke up, interrupting the other three boys and their excitement. "What's the big deal? It's just a camping trip."

The other boys gasped at Michi's response. It was like blasphemy to them. Blasphemy I say! However, they all realized that Michi hadn't been to the last Father-Son Camping Competition and didn't realize what this meant.

"Michi, Michi, Michi," The first boy said while shaking his head. "Poor, naïve, Michi."

"Watch it," Michi stated, slightly glaring at his friend.

"You don't understand, Michi," The second boy continued. "This camping trip is the ultimate get-away to the mountains for three days to learn how to be a man. You go on this trip and come out a man. Just look at me."

"Says the guy who drew a mustache on his face to try and sneak in to see that r-rated movie," Michi called out, causing the boy to become flustered.

"Regardless," the third boy went on. "You weren't here last year when we all went. It was an absolute blast. You should come with, Michi. It's a blast."

The youngest son of Goku rolled his eyes at this. "Hard pass," He shrugged as he began to walk away. He could care less about some stupid camping trip. "First of all, I live in the mountains. Why would I want to spend more time out there? Secondly, I already know how to do most of that stupid camping stuff. So, no thanks." He also didn't want to go since his Father wasn't around, but he didn't want to say anything about that. What would be the point of going on a "Father-Son Camping Competition" if his Father wasn't there?

Just as he walked away, the three boys looked between each other and silently nodded. They knew how to get Michi to go on the trip; "You get to skip school for three days." All three boys said at the same time.

Without skipping a beat, Michi came back and skidded to a stop in front of the three other boys. "Where do I sign up?"

A glaring issue arose when it came to signing the forms needed for this camping trip; Michi needed a male chaperone to actually attend. It didn't have to be his actual Dad, but he needed someone to go with him. He honestly thought he could just team up with some other boy and everything would be fine, but that was apparently against the rules or whatever. He only had a day to find his male chaperone for the camping trip, but pickings were slim.

When he came home with this dilemma, Chi-Chi jumped in and suggested that Michi ask one of his brothers to go with him. While that seemed like a solid plan, Michi found that it wasn't a simple one. He first went to Gohan since he was the oldest out of the boys. Gohan was eager to go, but then he realized that the days for the trip were the same days he was scheduled to go to a conference. Daichi was next on the list and he was more than happy to go on the trip with Michi as well. However, he too had plans those days with having his schedule full of classes for his dojo since a mini tournament with another dojo was coming up. Finally, there was Goten who seemed the least enthusiastic about the trip. He got out of it by talking about how Valesse wanted to spend some time together at her family's Chateau.

Following this defeat, Michi resigned himself to his fate and decided to veg out at Capsule Corp to wallow in the fact that he couldn't get out of school for three days. "Well, looks I'm stuck in school," Michi said as he flopped down on the ground outside. Bulma was out there wielding some metal together with Chibiko for the prototype of a ship she was thinking about taking for a joy-ride to Pluto in.

"That's some tough luck there, Michi," Chibi remarked after finishing her end of the ship. "I mean, either Chinku or I would take you on the trip, but the rules clearly stated that you need a male chaperone with you."

"I know, I know," Michi whined as he laid there and stared up at the sign. "And besides, no offense, Chibi, but this is supposed to be a "manly" trip. You and Chinku aren't exactly ma-" He stopped mid-sentence when he saw his sister standing over him glaring down at her with such intensity that Michi thought that she was trying to bore holes into his head. He completely forgot that Chibi hated being called out by others as weak or inferior just because she was a girl. He bit down on his lip as his sister glared at him.

"Go ahead, Michi; finish what you were saying," Chibi goated her brother to do just so she had an excuse to smack him down.

"….I'm good." The boy squeaked out as he sank into the ground.

Bulma rolled her eyes. Siblings were something else. She got along well with her sister and all, but they also had their fair share of issues when they were both growing up. She also learned this to be true first-hand with raising Trunks and Bulla. Honestly, Bulma wondered how Chi-Chi did it with raising eight kids while also juggling the task of caring for three grandkids on the side. As she finished up with her bit of work, a thought popped into her head on how to solve Michi's little dilemma; "Michi, why don't you ask Vegeta to go on the trip with you?"

"Huh?" Both Chibi and Michi questioned Bulma.

Vegeta and camping? That didn't exactly sound like a good combo. It wasn't that Vegeta outright said he was against the idea of doing such a thing, but that just seemed like something that he would scoff at and say, "Why on Earth would I waste my time doing something so ridiculous?"

"Bulma, you really think Vegeta would go camping?" Chibi questioned, wiping her hands clean of the grease from the ship. "I mean, this is Vegeta we're talking about."

"Well, what's the harm in asking?" Bulma stated. She knew how her husband was, but she also knew that he had softened up over the years. She also knew that Vegeta had taken on a father role for Michi due to Goku's constant absence to train Uub. Perhaps having some bonding time would be good for both of them. "Michi, the worst he can say is no."

"Yeah, I know that," Michi stated to Bulma. And that honestly would be the worst thing that could happen. Michi really looked up to Vegeta as his role model, but he didn't want to seem clingy or anything. But really, did he have any other choice? He could ask Chinku's husband to go with him, but that guy was a klutz and would probably fall into the lake or something trying to catch a fish. (What Chinku saw in that man was a mystery to everyone). "All right, I'll go ask."

"He's in the gravity chamber, dear," Bulma told Michi as if he needed to know. Michi figured that's where Vegeta would be.

The youngest son of Goku made his way inside and found that the gravity chamber was indeed on. He peeked inside and found Vegeta hard at work throwing kicks and punches at an invisible opponent. If he had been fighting an actual a person, Michi is sure that it would've been even more epic. "So cool," Michi mumbled under his breath.

After a few minutes of this, Michi noticed that Vegeta was coming out of the chamber. The young boy quickly ducked from the door window and perched himself against the wall to make it look like he was just hanging out and not doing anything. (You know, the cool-guy pose). He messed with his flip-phone he had gotten from his Mom to keep in contact with her and pretended to be looking through phone messages.

Vegeta came out of the room and was using a towel wrapped around his neck to wipe the sweat off of his face. He grabbed a water bottle he had placed outside of the gravity chamber and opened it to take a drink. As he walked by, he seemed to ignore Michi like he had hoped he would. However, just as Michi was letting out a sigh of relief, Vegeta stopped and remarked, "You're not as sly as you think you are."

Michi nearly fell over from embarrassment at this sudden comment but he tried to compose himself to seem like he wasn't really affected by what Vegeta said.

"You think I didn't see you observing me while I was training, boy?" The Saiyan prince questioned as he looked over his shoulder at Michi.

The boy in question nervously laughed as a big sweat drop formed on the back of his head. He knew he was busted but he tried to play things off.

"What do you want?" Vegeta was a more patient man these days, but he also liked to get to the point about things. He hated it when people tried to beat around the bush. The son of Goku gulped as he pulled out the piece of paper he had gotten for the trip. He handed to Vegeta who quickly read over it. It didn't take him long to read everything. "What is this?"

"It's, uh, a flier for this three-day camping competition," Michi quickly answered, looking down at the floor as he did. "Gohan, Daichi, and Goten can't go, so, uh, I was wondering if I could ask you to go with me."

Vegeta grumbled something under his breath as he looked over the flier once more. The last thing he wanted to do was go on some "camping trip". He did it one time with Trunks and hated most of his time there. The last thing he wanted to do was going on another one. Plus, camping kinda reminded him of being back under Frieza's orders. Whenever he got sent out on a mission to take a planet, he and Nappa would have to scrounge around for food to sustain themselves. Camping kinda reminded him of those days; days he wanted to put behind him.

"So is that a yes or a no?" Michi followed up as Vegeta continued to walk. He may have spent some time with Vegeta, but he wasn't an expert on Vegeta's body language. Bulma, Trunks, and Bulla were experts at this point in Vegeta slumps and walks, and Chibi had become somewhat knowledgeable on distinguishing between most gestures. Michi had no idea what a grumble and then walking away meant.

"I don't do camping," Vegeta finally stated before crumbling the flier up into a little ball and tossing it over his shoulder.

Michi caught the ball before it hit the floor and he sighed in defeat. He didn't want Vegeta to think he was upset by this and he tried to play it off. "Yeah, camping is super boring," He scoffed. "I mean, I'd rather do training instead."

Vegeta raised an eyebrow a bit when he heard this. He knew Michi was just trying to play it cool and he was honestly a bit curious to see how far this would go. "Oh really?"

"Yeah, totally. I would rather spend those three days training than camping."

"All right. We'll do that then."

"….Huh?"

"Did I stutter? We'll do training for those three days instead of the stupid trip."

"Wait, what?"

A couple of days later

Day two of training was underway and Michi thought he was going to die. He honestly wished that he would rather be at school than doing this. Vegeta wasn't going easy on him one bit. They were currently in 50x Earth's gravity in the gravity chamber and Michi thought his bones were going to break from the pressure. This was nothing for Vegeta and he was moving around rather easily while Michi struggled to even walk.

"Just….one….more….lap," Michi struggled to say as he tried to at least make it around the chamber for the 10th time. After ten, he would be done. That's the deal he made with himself.

"Come on, boy. Is that all you got?" Vegeta questioned Michi as he did finger pushups. "I thought you wanted to train."

"I do," Michi said. "I just…can't move."

"This is nothing." Vegeta used the strength in his finger to push himself up and then he jumped into the air to land back on his feet. He really did like to show off. "The more you push yourself, the stronger you'll get."

"I know…This is just…the toughest training I've ever done…"

"You'll be fine." There was a method to Vegeta's madness. This was the same type of training he did with Trunks to prepare for the 25th world martial arts tournament. He knew that Michi was having a tough time trying to become a Super Saiyan and thought that by pushing him, he'd be able to help Michi reach this new level. (He was still trying to figure out how the heck Trunks even broke through that barrier at such a young age). Vegeta was sure this was going to work.

"Can't feel….my legs…"

"Come on, boy. This is nothing. Push yourself!"

"I…am!" Suddenly, Michi fell face-first onto the floor and couldn't get up at all. He felt like his body had given out on him. "Can we….take a break?... I can't…get up…."

Had it been years ago, Vegeta would've told him to suck it up and just push through it. However, Vegeta took notice of how Michi wasn't going to be able to get back up on his own. This kid was giving it his all and he couldn't move at all. Vegeta let out a winded sigh and went over to turn the gravity chamber off.

As soon as the increased gravity turned off, Michi could feel his limbs again and he was able to role himself over onto his back. He began panting as he looked up at the ceiling and Vegeta looked down at him. "D-Did I do good?"

"Well, you didn't completely suck, so there's that." Vegeta grabbed him by the front of his shirt and pulled him up to his feet so he could stand up on his own. "You didn't do half bad."

"Awesome."

Vegeta rolled his eyes and went over to the door to leave. He turned back when he noticed that Michi wasn't following after him. "Well? Aren't you coming?"

"Coming." Michi took one step forward and as soon as he did, he fell flat on his face. His legs were practically jelly.

"Good grief." The prince of Saiyans grumbled some more under his breath before he went over to Michi and picked him up. He placed the boy on his back and carried him out to the living room.

After laying on the couch for a little while and drinking some water, Michi started feeling better. He at least was getting feeling back in his body, so that was good news. As he was starting to feel better, Michi noticed how quiet Vegeta was. Michi knew he was a stoic kind of person, but this kind of silence was unbearable for him. He had to talk about something; "So…are you ever going to enter the world martial arts tournament again?"

"No," Vegeta simply answered as he laid back in his personal armchair.

"Oh….How come?"

"Too many rules and restrictions." Actual, that was only some of the reasons he chose not to compete there again. Part of it had to do with the 25th world martial arts tournament and how he had too many bad memories of his lapse back to villainy that nearly cost him his soul, his new home, and his family. Plus, the last time he was in one, his rival said he was leaving for good. To sum it up, too many rules and bad memories with it.

"Okay….I'm thinking about competing in the next tournament. Maybe even with the grownups."

"If that's true, then you need to do more training," Vegeta advised. "Because as is, you may be strong, but you'll make yourself look like a fool out there."

"Got it."

The two continued this small back and forth for a while. Michi got to complain to Vegeta about school while Vegeta made the off-handed snide remarks about how he just had to deal with it. He advised him on staying out of trouble and just doing what he needed to get done with the whole thing.

This went on for about an hour until Bulma came to let Michi know Chibi was heading home. "Guess that's my cue to go. I'll see you tomorrow for training, Vegeta."

"Be here bright and early. And make sure you're prepared for what's to come. Tomorrow's training will be even worse than today's."

"Yes sir." With that said, Michi raced outside to meet up with his older sister to head out.

Bulma looked over at Vegeta and smiled a bit at her husband. "You're enjoying spending time with him, aren't you?" Bulma teased.

"What makes you think that?" Vegeta asked, acting like he couldn't care less.

"You didn't quit on him after the first day." With that, Bulma left the room and went to get a small snack in the kitchen.

Vegeta didn't reply. However, he did have a small smirk come to his face as he continued to veg out on the couch.

I really like the dynamic between Michi and Vegeta. Michi really looks up to Vegeta and Vegeta isn't a complete jerk to the boy who wants to learn. Hope you guys enjoyed this little chapter here and the next one is probably going to cover Chinku since she hasn't gotten her own spotlight chapter yet. After that, we'll see what ideas just pop into my head for one-shots for the future.

Anyway, thank you guys for checking this out and let me know what your thoughts are in the reviews below. Stay safe and remember to wash your hands!