A/N: Well thanks for your reviews everybody - here, FINALLY, is the 4th
chapter. I hope you like it!
(And thanks Meg - for being my writing buddy again... like you know how when
people go walking or jogging they always try to get a partner so they have
someone to talk to and keep them company? Writing fanfiction for this site is the
very same thing! You need someone to bitch with when writer's block falls on
your head and you feel like procrastinating! lol)
Previously, in chapter 3
"So?," Bulma asked. "What can you do?"
"Well, with my many contacts in my high position, there are a MILLION people I
could call... the problem is choosing just one...," he began to brag but then
caught Videl's eye. She was glaring at him. "Umm give me the phone," he said,
"I guess I could call the head of the army."
Bulma smiled triumphantly and handed him a phone.
"But I'll need my address book," Mr. Satan began. Goku instantly appeared in
front of him with it in his hand. He had teleported to his office and gotten it.
"Is this it?," he asked.
"Uhh...," Mr. Satan took it and opened it. "Yes. Uhh thank you."
Chapter 4...
Mr. Satan began to dial the head of the army. Everyone in the room pretty much
doubted that he would be able to get through at all, and wondered if his address
book was just a bunch of names and numbers he got out of the phone book,
written down to make him look important. Surprisingly though, these contacts
were, in fact, genuine contacts of his.
"Uh Hello! This is Hercule Satan! Yes, you heard me right: Hercule Satan! I
need to talk to the Secretary of Defense, immediately! This is important
business!"
"Hercule? Oh my gosh," the secretary gushed, "Is it really?!"
"Of course it is m'lady," Mr. Satan flirted. He wondered what she looked like...
she had a pretty voice, and she seemed to like him - maybe he would ask for her
home number...
"Oh," she continued, "all fourteen of my grandchildren just adore you!"
"Uh, yes, well..," Mr. Satan shifted uncomfortably, and was noticeably
disappointed. He quickly returned to his regular boastful self, as usual, and
continued. "I appreciate all of my fans! In fact-" He was cut off by a sharp jab in
the ribs from Bulma, so he continued with his mission, "I need to talk to the
Secretary of Defense, ma'am."
"Sure," she said cheerily, "anything for a hero! He's a little busy right now, but
I'll get him for you. Hold please."
"I'm on hold," Hercule announced to the group, "but not to worry, I will get
through! That nice woman said 'anything for a hero'. That's why I'll forgive her
for putting me on hold! I'm an important person you know! I usually don't
forgive people! Yeah! And I hang up on them, and then they come rushing over
to me to say they're sorry for putting me on hold! I'm a very important person - no
one ever messes with me, yeah!"
"My father's such an ass," Videl muttered under her breath. Those in the room
with good saiyan hearing heard her loud and clear. She didn't realize it until
they all began to quietly laugh. "Ooh! I didn't mean that!," she exclaimed regretfully,
feeling bad for saying such a horrible thing about her father even though it was
true.
"Videl honey, calm down," Gohan said, "we understand."
"Understand what?" Hercule asked. Before he could ask any further, an irritable
voice on the other line could be heard.
"Hello? Hello?"
"Uh, Mr. General, sir, its me, Hercule Satan!"
"Oh... is this important?" The general sounded slightly annoyed.
"Of course it is! Here with me I have the answer to your problems! My army of
warriors that I've trained can easily ta-" Bulma's eyes widened as she heard his
ignorant lie and quickly grabbed the phone from him. As soon as he had said 'my
army of warriors that I've trained', the fighters all looked insanely pissed, and Vegeta
stood up and held his hand out to aim a blast at him. A small riot followed as Videl
jumped up to grab his arm and Gohan followed to make sure his wife didn't get hurt...
but not necessarily to make sure Hercule didn't get killed. Goku nearly laughed at the
sight before him. Goten, Bra, and Trunks were surprised at the nerve Hercule had in the
presence of the very people that could see past his lies, AND kill him, and Pan still hid
her face in Trunks' shoulder, embarrassed to be the granddaughter of such a fool.
"Oh my Dende is it over yet?" Pan asked. Her face was pressed into Trunks' shirt,
muffling her voice a bit, but Trunks still heard her.
"Well...," he said, wincing at the funny scene before him, "no." Pan groaned.
Goten continued to laugh hysterically, and Bra stifled her giggles for the sake of
Pan. "It could be worse," Trunks offered. Pan looked up at him, and after
staring at the expression on his face, (which was typical of the expression that
one would have when saying "It could be worse" when it was quite obvious that
no, it could definitely not be worse) she began to laugh almost as hysterically as
Goten. Trunks smiled. 'There's that laugh again,' he thought. He shook his
head, as if to shake the thought from his mind, and laughed with her. She shook her head,
trying to stop herself from laughing because some part of her felt actually bad for her
grandfather.
Bulma quieted the 'riot' down, and calmly brought the phone to her ear. "Hello,"
she said in a business tone, "this is Bulma Briefs, president and CEO of Capsule
Corporation."
"Bulma Briefs," the General said curiously, "I didn't know you were associated with
Hercule Satan..." He trailed off, waiting for some kind of an explanation of the
unlikely pair.
"Eh," she began, in a disgusted tone, "I try not to be." The two shared a laugh and
she continued, "He's just a tool of communication, if you will. But I'd like to get right
down to what I'm calling about. Your army cannot advance on the new enemy.
They're no match."
"Excuse me?" He asked, "Did I hear you right?"
"Yes you heard me correctly, General. No games. Look, the people with me, the Z senshi - if
you remember - are far stronger than your army. All of the other threats to this earth have
been defeated by the warriors I'm standing with right now. You've got to let them handle
this."
"No... absolutely not! What would the president say when I tell him that a few
warriors - that no one is sure exist - will handle the whole situation?"
"Tell him Bulma Briefs has this taken care of! Look, they've already approached
the enemy and have agreed to fight in a week," Bulma said. She never dropped
her business like tone and sharp demeanor.
"Why one week?" asked the General.
"I don't know," she said, glaring at Vegeta, "Ask my husband. That's what he
tells me." Vegeta rolled his eyes and looked in the other direction, with his arms
crossed over his chest as usual.
"Well... Mrs. Briefs, you know I would - I really do trust you...," the General
stated uneasily, "but the public! How would they take it when they find out that
the army isn't going to do anything? We've been getting frantic calls from 911
operations managers that tell us that many people are calling in, attempting suicide or
just plain going crazy. People are scared. How, Mrs. Briefs, would they react knowing
that a few people will take out the 'aliens' that destroyed that huge mountain?"
"They'll just have to accept it," Bulma stated, "because there's nothing else that they can
do."
"No, that will never work," the general replied, "It would be a failure to the people on the
part of our government." Suddenly his secretary hurried up to him and tapped her watch.
"Your press conference starts in 5 minutes, sir," she said.
"Yes, yes," he replied quickly, "I'll be right there." Then an idea hit him. "Well," he
continued, "we could..."
"We could... what?," Bulma asked, waiting for him to continue. She wasn't sure she liked
the sound of his voice.
'I am *not* sleeping with him!' she thought to herself.
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Bwahahaha! Here's a little cliffhanger for you all!
What's the General's idea? Does he really want to sleep with her? Will Bulma accept?
Will Vegeta really become close to Hercule and run off to Tahiti with him? (hey - it could
happen... I guess..... heh heh...)
I hope you enjoyed the chapter - yes its on the short side, but the next one is
coming out soon, depending on the reviews.... (actually the chapter is basically
written already, and considerably longer). So review review review! Tell me
what you think!
chapter. I hope you like it!
(And thanks Meg - for being my writing buddy again... like you know how when
people go walking or jogging they always try to get a partner so they have
someone to talk to and keep them company? Writing fanfiction for this site is the
very same thing! You need someone to bitch with when writer's block falls on
your head and you feel like procrastinating! lol)
Previously, in chapter 3
"So?," Bulma asked. "What can you do?"
"Well, with my many contacts in my high position, there are a MILLION people I
could call... the problem is choosing just one...," he began to brag but then
caught Videl's eye. She was glaring at him. "Umm give me the phone," he said,
"I guess I could call the head of the army."
Bulma smiled triumphantly and handed him a phone.
"But I'll need my address book," Mr. Satan began. Goku instantly appeared in
front of him with it in his hand. He had teleported to his office and gotten it.
"Is this it?," he asked.
"Uhh...," Mr. Satan took it and opened it. "Yes. Uhh thank you."
Chapter 4...
Mr. Satan began to dial the head of the army. Everyone in the room pretty much
doubted that he would be able to get through at all, and wondered if his address
book was just a bunch of names and numbers he got out of the phone book,
written down to make him look important. Surprisingly though, these contacts
were, in fact, genuine contacts of his.
"Uh Hello! This is Hercule Satan! Yes, you heard me right: Hercule Satan! I
need to talk to the Secretary of Defense, immediately! This is important
business!"
"Hercule? Oh my gosh," the secretary gushed, "Is it really?!"
"Of course it is m'lady," Mr. Satan flirted. He wondered what she looked like...
she had a pretty voice, and she seemed to like him - maybe he would ask for her
home number...
"Oh," she continued, "all fourteen of my grandchildren just adore you!"
"Uh, yes, well..," Mr. Satan shifted uncomfortably, and was noticeably
disappointed. He quickly returned to his regular boastful self, as usual, and
continued. "I appreciate all of my fans! In fact-" He was cut off by a sharp jab in
the ribs from Bulma, so he continued with his mission, "I need to talk to the
Secretary of Defense, ma'am."
"Sure," she said cheerily, "anything for a hero! He's a little busy right now, but
I'll get him for you. Hold please."
"I'm on hold," Hercule announced to the group, "but not to worry, I will get
through! That nice woman said 'anything for a hero'. That's why I'll forgive her
for putting me on hold! I'm an important person you know! I usually don't
forgive people! Yeah! And I hang up on them, and then they come rushing over
to me to say they're sorry for putting me on hold! I'm a very important person - no
one ever messes with me, yeah!"
"My father's such an ass," Videl muttered under her breath. Those in the room
with good saiyan hearing heard her loud and clear. She didn't realize it until
they all began to quietly laugh. "Ooh! I didn't mean that!," she exclaimed regretfully,
feeling bad for saying such a horrible thing about her father even though it was
true.
"Videl honey, calm down," Gohan said, "we understand."
"Understand what?" Hercule asked. Before he could ask any further, an irritable
voice on the other line could be heard.
"Hello? Hello?"
"Uh, Mr. General, sir, its me, Hercule Satan!"
"Oh... is this important?" The general sounded slightly annoyed.
"Of course it is! Here with me I have the answer to your problems! My army of
warriors that I've trained can easily ta-" Bulma's eyes widened as she heard his
ignorant lie and quickly grabbed the phone from him. As soon as he had said 'my
army of warriors that I've trained', the fighters all looked insanely pissed, and Vegeta
stood up and held his hand out to aim a blast at him. A small riot followed as Videl
jumped up to grab his arm and Gohan followed to make sure his wife didn't get hurt...
but not necessarily to make sure Hercule didn't get killed. Goku nearly laughed at the
sight before him. Goten, Bra, and Trunks were surprised at the nerve Hercule had in the
presence of the very people that could see past his lies, AND kill him, and Pan still hid
her face in Trunks' shoulder, embarrassed to be the granddaughter of such a fool.
"Oh my Dende is it over yet?" Pan asked. Her face was pressed into Trunks' shirt,
muffling her voice a bit, but Trunks still heard her.
"Well...," he said, wincing at the funny scene before him, "no." Pan groaned.
Goten continued to laugh hysterically, and Bra stifled her giggles for the sake of
Pan. "It could be worse," Trunks offered. Pan looked up at him, and after
staring at the expression on his face, (which was typical of the expression that
one would have when saying "It could be worse" when it was quite obvious that
no, it could definitely not be worse) she began to laugh almost as hysterically as
Goten. Trunks smiled. 'There's that laugh again,' he thought. He shook his
head, as if to shake the thought from his mind, and laughed with her. She shook her head,
trying to stop herself from laughing because some part of her felt actually bad for her
grandfather.
Bulma quieted the 'riot' down, and calmly brought the phone to her ear. "Hello,"
she said in a business tone, "this is Bulma Briefs, president and CEO of Capsule
Corporation."
"Bulma Briefs," the General said curiously, "I didn't know you were associated with
Hercule Satan..." He trailed off, waiting for some kind of an explanation of the
unlikely pair.
"Eh," she began, in a disgusted tone, "I try not to be." The two shared a laugh and
she continued, "He's just a tool of communication, if you will. But I'd like to get right
down to what I'm calling about. Your army cannot advance on the new enemy.
They're no match."
"Excuse me?" He asked, "Did I hear you right?"
"Yes you heard me correctly, General. No games. Look, the people with me, the Z senshi - if
you remember - are far stronger than your army. All of the other threats to this earth have
been defeated by the warriors I'm standing with right now. You've got to let them handle
this."
"No... absolutely not! What would the president say when I tell him that a few
warriors - that no one is sure exist - will handle the whole situation?"
"Tell him Bulma Briefs has this taken care of! Look, they've already approached
the enemy and have agreed to fight in a week," Bulma said. She never dropped
her business like tone and sharp demeanor.
"Why one week?" asked the General.
"I don't know," she said, glaring at Vegeta, "Ask my husband. That's what he
tells me." Vegeta rolled his eyes and looked in the other direction, with his arms
crossed over his chest as usual.
"Well... Mrs. Briefs, you know I would - I really do trust you...," the General
stated uneasily, "but the public! How would they take it when they find out that
the army isn't going to do anything? We've been getting frantic calls from 911
operations managers that tell us that many people are calling in, attempting suicide or
just plain going crazy. People are scared. How, Mrs. Briefs, would they react knowing
that a few people will take out the 'aliens' that destroyed that huge mountain?"
"They'll just have to accept it," Bulma stated, "because there's nothing else that they can
do."
"No, that will never work," the general replied, "It would be a failure to the people on the
part of our government." Suddenly his secretary hurried up to him and tapped her watch.
"Your press conference starts in 5 minutes, sir," she said.
"Yes, yes," he replied quickly, "I'll be right there." Then an idea hit him. "Well," he
continued, "we could..."
"We could... what?," Bulma asked, waiting for him to continue. She wasn't sure she liked
the sound of his voice.
'I am *not* sleeping with him!' she thought to herself.
________________________________________________________________
Bwahahaha! Here's a little cliffhanger for you all!
What's the General's idea? Does he really want to sleep with her? Will Bulma accept?
Will Vegeta really become close to Hercule and run off to Tahiti with him? (hey - it could
happen... I guess..... heh heh...)
I hope you enjoyed the chapter - yes its on the short side, but the next one is
coming out soon, depending on the reviews.... (actually the chapter is basically
written already, and considerably longer). So review review review! Tell me
what you think!