Author Notes: Kioko: Wow!! Over two hundred reviews!! Awesome!!
Mirai Trunks: This must be your lucky week Kioko.
Kioko: This isn't my lucky week!! My foot's bruised AND I can't use my right thumb!! I CAN'T EVEN PUSH A BUTTON ON THE REMOTE WITHOUT IT HURTING!!!
Mirai Trunks: Did you mention that you're crabby too??
Kioko: I'm not crabby!! Just irritated!!
Disclaimer: Do I own Dragonball Z? No. Am I Japanese? No. Am I a male? No. Will I keep asking these stupid questions until I get a horribly long run- on sentence that will take up half of this disclaimer? Yes.
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Chapter 7: Lunch
Gohan stalked down the hallway, closely followed by Mirai Trunks-who was muttering death threats to Dende-GT Trunks, Chibi Trunks, GT Goten, and Chibi Goten.
'Great...Just great...' Gohan thought, glaring at the five troublemakers, who were all whistling innocently. 'Three Trunks and two Gotens...Now all I need is my future child to come join the group...Dende, if you make that happen I will make your death as painful as I can imagine!!'
Meanwhile....
Discovering that the school's food was all fake and mostly composed of soy, Son Chi-Chi had taken over the kitchen, much to the lunch ladies distress. She was now cooking away ten times the amount of food for about three hundred people.
"Um...Miss?" the largest lunch lady asked. "Don't you think you should let us handle this? After all, it is our kitchen and we like to make the food as horrible as possible."
"NO!" Chi-Chi barked, glaring at them. She checked the rice to make sure it didn't boil over and then turned to the group of lunch ladies. "Now listen here, you over-paid, over-weight, dirt bags!! I'm not about to let my sons, my husband, or my future daughter-in-law be poisoned by your slop!! Dende knows how many of these poor students have already DIED from your food!!"
One of the lunch ladies burst into tears at Chi-Chi's insults and the rest of them glared daggers at her.
"Now if you want to learn to cook properly, I'll be glad to show you." she finished, turning back to the stove and checking on her odangos.
"What's that smell?" a students asked, as he and a group of friends passed the cafeteria. "Could it be...??"
"REAL FOOD!!!" all of them cried together.
Instantly, the abandoned their lunch bags and raced into the cafiteria.
The news spread like wild-fire through the school. The cafiteria was serving REAL food!! Those who had lunch first couldn't wait to be the first tasters of this food and those who had lunch last slowly grew ajitated at the thought of all that food being wasted on the young(1).
Someone even called Z T.V in to broadcast this major event all over the country!! This was, indeed, a historic moment for High School's everywhere.
"What's going on? Did someone break the vending machines open again?" Gohan asked, as he and his posse entered the crowded lunchroom.
"Dude! You mean you haven't heard?" a boy asked, looking up from his meal. "They're serving real food!!"
"Oh...That's awesome..." Gohan stated, raising an eyebrow at the strange boy. He had never found anything wrong with the food. It was a little stale and tasted weird, but food was food to a saiya-jin. Although, that time when one of the kids got food poisoning after eating the mystery meat still haunted him.
"Hey look!! Kaasan's making the food!!" GT Goten exclaimed, pointing to Chi-Chi bustling around in the kitchen. "And look!! It's Tenshinhan and Lunch!!"
Tenshinhan was busily running around the cafeteria, trying to stop many of the kids from throwing food or causing fights over their places in line. Lunch, however, was being entertained by some of the jocks who were casually flirting with her.
Over at the staff table, the Z senshi were assembled, eating their hearts out. Well, Goku, Vegeta, King Vegeta, and Bardock were anyway. Kuririn, Yamcha, Bulma, Number 18, and Piccolo looked rather disgusted as the Saiya-jins shoveled mouth-full after mouth-full of food into their mouths at an alarming rate.
"Do I ever feel sorry for them..." Mirai Trunks sighed, when a sudden ringing noise was heard.
All of the cafeteria, people stopped eating and grabbed their cell phones. None of them were the recipients of the calls, however.
"Oi! Goten here!" GT Goten stated, putting the small phone up to his ear.
"Cool!!" Chibi Goten exclaimed. "I've got a cell phone!!"
"His phone still WORKS in the past?" Mirai Trunks asked, looking to GT Trunks for answers.
"I guess...The wonders of technology..." GT Trunks replied, rolling his eyes at Goten. "Who's on the phone now, Goten? Paris?"
"No, Trunks!" GT Goten exclaimed, covering the speaker with his hand. "It's Bra!! Now shut up!!" He began talking again. "What were you saying, babe? Five o'clock tonight? That weird French restaurant? OK...Sounds good to me!! See ya then!!" And with a snap, the call was ended.
"Who's Bra?" Gohan asked.
"DAMN YOU SON GOTEN!!!" GT Trunks yelled and GT Goten's face paled. The cafeteria went silent to watch this argument. "YOU'RE DATING MY SISTER, AREN'T YOU?!!"
"Um...Yes?"
"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!!!!" GT Trunks continued. GT Goten looked rather sick and decided to make a run for it. "COME BACK HERE YOU BAKA!!! I'M GOING TO MAKE YOU WISH YOU WERE NEVER BORN WHEN I GET A HOLD OF YOU, YOU LYING, BACK STABBING..."
The insults continued to flow, as GT Trunks chased GT Goten out the door and through the school.
The rest of the cafeteria was silent for a moment, until one of the jocks (who had been flirting with Lunch) had the sudden urge to put some pepper on his rice. Not a little bit of pepper, however, but about a half of the container of pepper.
As he reached for the container, he said, in a loud voice, "Hey. I. Think. I. Need. Some. More. Pepper. On. My. Rice."
As he was shaking the container empty, the pepper rose in a black cloud around the plate. If by accident or on purpose, a gust of wind blew the pepper…right into Lunch's nose.
"AH…" the blue haired woman sniffled.
All activity at the staff table stopped, well, everyone except three of the saiya-jins, who thought nothing of this.
"Run!! Duck!! Hide!! Do something!!" Kuririn yelled, ducking under the table.
"AHH…"
"Kuso!!" Yamcha swore, covering his face with a lunch tray.
"CHOOO!!!" Lunch sneezed. In an instant, the ditzy, blue haired woman, was replaced by a fierce looking blond woman.
"WHERE THE HELL AM I?!" she demanded, glaring at the frightened students. When she didn't get an answer, she pulled out her tommy gun. "If I don't get an answer NOW, I'll fill you all with lead!!"
Tenshinhan sweatdropped as he ran over to his trigger-happy wife.
"Lunch, honey!!" he called.
"Who are you calling honey, you hentai?!" she barked, pulling the trigger and firing many rounds in his direction.
"Yow!! Watch it!!" Tenshinhan replied, dodging one of the bullets.
Students screamed in horror as more bullets came their way. A few bullets went towards the staff table, but Vegeta caught all of them without looking up from his plate. One hit Chibi Trunks square on the forehead head, but didn't leave as much as a dent.
Before any more damage could be done to the property and to the poor students, Tenshinhan unscrewed a container of pepper and threw it into the air.
Lunch sneezed again and returned to being a ditzy, blue haired woman. She looked at the smoking tommy gun in her hand curiously, before dropping it onto the ground.
"Whoops!! I hope I didn't damage anything too valuable this time!!" she laughed and the students stare at her in shock.
"Why didn't someone WARN me that she switches personalities when she sneezes?!" Mirai Trunks asked, nursing a wound he had gotten from a bullet Gohan had deflected. "Let's go find your girlfriend and get the heck out of here before she sneezes again!!"
"Sure…And she's not my girlfriend!!" Gohan exclaimed walking over to the lunch line and grabbing a few dozen trays. The other three demi saiya-jins followed his suit. This caused some angry protests from the other students, but when Mr. Satan walked in to see what was going on, their protests became squeals of delight.
1 On Kami's Lookout…
Dende was faced with a rather large problem. Mr. Shuu had been arrested by the police for assaulting one of the students with his whip. Now, there was no one to fill in the shoes for a Language Arts teacher.
"I could always put Roshi in there…He'd be glad to look at all the busty girls down there…" Dende mumbled. "Gohan wouldn't be too happy with me though…Not like he is anyway…"
Before Dende could do anything too serious, an ogre wearing a t-shirt labeled 'HFIL' appeared in front of him.
"Er…Dende-sama?" he asked, looking around. "I have an important announcement from Enma-sama for you."
"OK-OK…Hurry it up!! I don't have all day you know!!"
"Ahem…" the ogre cleared his throat and looked at a piece of paper. "Dear Dende, Up in Heaven, we have noticed some change in your behavior. This includes neglection of the planet, tampering with time, and messing around with an aggressive Saiya-jin by the name of 'Son Gohan'. We have decided to revoke your Godly powers for one day and that you will become the substitute for this 'Language Arts' class as an attitude adjustment. Signed, Enma-sama.'"
"WHAT?! I have to TEACH teenagers?!" Dende asked, gaping at the ogre in horror. "And Gohan's next class is Language Arts!! I'm dead!!"
"Well, you should've thought of that before you decided to ruin someone else's life," the ogre said before disappearing.
Back At School…
"OK…So your telling me all this stuff is true?! And it happened to you?!" Sharpner asked, gaping at Gohan.
GT Trunks and GT Goten had come back-both supporting black eyes-and were eating with Gohan, Chibi Trunks, Mirai Trunks, Chibi Goten, Videl, Sharpner, and Erasa under the large maple in the courtyard. GT Trunks and GT Goten hadn't listened to a word Gohan had said, for they were telling Erasa about their love life.
"Yup." Gohan replied, tearing a piece of meat off of his sandwich.
"Right…And the next thing your going to tell me is that your part alien, you're the strongest being in the universe, and you're the one who defeated Cell," Videl added sarcastilly.
"How'd you guess?" Chibi Trunks asked, looking up from his rice.
"Oooo!!" Erasa squealed, drawing everyone's attention to the small group. "So you're dating Trunks' sister and Trunks is dating your niece?! That's sooo cute!!"
"Cute?" GT Trunks asked. "Not a chance. It's probably the most dangerous situation that you could get in…Especially when Pan's Dad is one of the strongest beings in the universe…"
"Vegeta would tear me apart if he found out I was dating his little 'princess'!!" GT Goten added, slurping his bowl clean. "I was lucky to get out alive when Trunks started chasing me!!"
"What did you mean by Goten's niece?!" Gohan demanded. "Is Trunks dating MY future daughter?!"
"Um…" GT Trunks began to sweat as Gohan glared at him.
Before he could get a proper answer, the bell rang, singling that lunch was over and that they should get moving to their next class.
"Well, I think we should be going now!!" GT Trunks exclaimed, grabbing GT Goten by the collar and dragging him off to the Language Arts classroom. "I don't wanna be killed again quite yet!!"
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Kioko: Sorry it took so long to get this chapter out! I've been very, very busy this week!!
Mirai Trunks: Plus her poor little thumb has been hurt beyond comprehension…
Kioko: Shut up, Trunks-kun!! *glares* Anyways, expect updates on NBTT sometime this week. I would've had the chapter up sooner but Darth Writer's Block has returned once again.
Mirai Trunks: Or It could be that you're lazy…
Kioko: *bonks Mirai Trunks with a frying pan* Now, be good little readers and review!! Or I'll give you a grapefruit sized lump on your head with this!! *points to her frying pan*
1. Freshmen and Sopmores(Is that how it's spelled?) eat lunch first, while Juniors and Seniors eat last.
Shameless Self-Advertising: Check out my latest fan fiction, 'Void'!! It's a 'What If?' kinda fic about Trunks being kidnapped at the age of three to become Frieza's slave for 23 long years!!
Mirai Trunks: This must be your lucky week Kioko.
Kioko: This isn't my lucky week!! My foot's bruised AND I can't use my right thumb!! I CAN'T EVEN PUSH A BUTTON ON THE REMOTE WITHOUT IT HURTING!!!
Mirai Trunks: Did you mention that you're crabby too??
Kioko: I'm not crabby!! Just irritated!!
Disclaimer: Do I own Dragonball Z? No. Am I Japanese? No. Am I a male? No. Will I keep asking these stupid questions until I get a horribly long run- on sentence that will take up half of this disclaimer? Yes.
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Chapter 7: Lunch
Gohan stalked down the hallway, closely followed by Mirai Trunks-who was muttering death threats to Dende-GT Trunks, Chibi Trunks, GT Goten, and Chibi Goten.
'Great...Just great...' Gohan thought, glaring at the five troublemakers, who were all whistling innocently. 'Three Trunks and two Gotens...Now all I need is my future child to come join the group...Dende, if you make that happen I will make your death as painful as I can imagine!!'
Meanwhile....
Discovering that the school's food was all fake and mostly composed of soy, Son Chi-Chi had taken over the kitchen, much to the lunch ladies distress. She was now cooking away ten times the amount of food for about three hundred people.
"Um...Miss?" the largest lunch lady asked. "Don't you think you should let us handle this? After all, it is our kitchen and we like to make the food as horrible as possible."
"NO!" Chi-Chi barked, glaring at them. She checked the rice to make sure it didn't boil over and then turned to the group of lunch ladies. "Now listen here, you over-paid, over-weight, dirt bags!! I'm not about to let my sons, my husband, or my future daughter-in-law be poisoned by your slop!! Dende knows how many of these poor students have already DIED from your food!!"
One of the lunch ladies burst into tears at Chi-Chi's insults and the rest of them glared daggers at her.
"Now if you want to learn to cook properly, I'll be glad to show you." she finished, turning back to the stove and checking on her odangos.
"What's that smell?" a students asked, as he and a group of friends passed the cafeteria. "Could it be...??"
"REAL FOOD!!!" all of them cried together.
Instantly, the abandoned their lunch bags and raced into the cafiteria.
The news spread like wild-fire through the school. The cafiteria was serving REAL food!! Those who had lunch first couldn't wait to be the first tasters of this food and those who had lunch last slowly grew ajitated at the thought of all that food being wasted on the young(1).
Someone even called Z T.V in to broadcast this major event all over the country!! This was, indeed, a historic moment for High School's everywhere.
"What's going on? Did someone break the vending machines open again?" Gohan asked, as he and his posse entered the crowded lunchroom.
"Dude! You mean you haven't heard?" a boy asked, looking up from his meal. "They're serving real food!!"
"Oh...That's awesome..." Gohan stated, raising an eyebrow at the strange boy. He had never found anything wrong with the food. It was a little stale and tasted weird, but food was food to a saiya-jin. Although, that time when one of the kids got food poisoning after eating the mystery meat still haunted him.
"Hey look!! Kaasan's making the food!!" GT Goten exclaimed, pointing to Chi-Chi bustling around in the kitchen. "And look!! It's Tenshinhan and Lunch!!"
Tenshinhan was busily running around the cafeteria, trying to stop many of the kids from throwing food or causing fights over their places in line. Lunch, however, was being entertained by some of the jocks who were casually flirting with her.
Over at the staff table, the Z senshi were assembled, eating their hearts out. Well, Goku, Vegeta, King Vegeta, and Bardock were anyway. Kuririn, Yamcha, Bulma, Number 18, and Piccolo looked rather disgusted as the Saiya-jins shoveled mouth-full after mouth-full of food into their mouths at an alarming rate.
"Do I ever feel sorry for them..." Mirai Trunks sighed, when a sudden ringing noise was heard.
All of the cafeteria, people stopped eating and grabbed their cell phones. None of them were the recipients of the calls, however.
"Oi! Goten here!" GT Goten stated, putting the small phone up to his ear.
"Cool!!" Chibi Goten exclaimed. "I've got a cell phone!!"
"His phone still WORKS in the past?" Mirai Trunks asked, looking to GT Trunks for answers.
"I guess...The wonders of technology..." GT Trunks replied, rolling his eyes at Goten. "Who's on the phone now, Goten? Paris?"
"No, Trunks!" GT Goten exclaimed, covering the speaker with his hand. "It's Bra!! Now shut up!!" He began talking again. "What were you saying, babe? Five o'clock tonight? That weird French restaurant? OK...Sounds good to me!! See ya then!!" And with a snap, the call was ended.
"Who's Bra?" Gohan asked.
"DAMN YOU SON GOTEN!!!" GT Trunks yelled and GT Goten's face paled. The cafeteria went silent to watch this argument. "YOU'RE DATING MY SISTER, AREN'T YOU?!!"
"Um...Yes?"
"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!!!!" GT Trunks continued. GT Goten looked rather sick and decided to make a run for it. "COME BACK HERE YOU BAKA!!! I'M GOING TO MAKE YOU WISH YOU WERE NEVER BORN WHEN I GET A HOLD OF YOU, YOU LYING, BACK STABBING..."
The insults continued to flow, as GT Trunks chased GT Goten out the door and through the school.
The rest of the cafeteria was silent for a moment, until one of the jocks (who had been flirting with Lunch) had the sudden urge to put some pepper on his rice. Not a little bit of pepper, however, but about a half of the container of pepper.
As he reached for the container, he said, in a loud voice, "Hey. I. Think. I. Need. Some. More. Pepper. On. My. Rice."
As he was shaking the container empty, the pepper rose in a black cloud around the plate. If by accident or on purpose, a gust of wind blew the pepper…right into Lunch's nose.
"AH…" the blue haired woman sniffled.
All activity at the staff table stopped, well, everyone except three of the saiya-jins, who thought nothing of this.
"Run!! Duck!! Hide!! Do something!!" Kuririn yelled, ducking under the table.
"AHH…"
"Kuso!!" Yamcha swore, covering his face with a lunch tray.
"CHOOO!!!" Lunch sneezed. In an instant, the ditzy, blue haired woman, was replaced by a fierce looking blond woman.
"WHERE THE HELL AM I?!" she demanded, glaring at the frightened students. When she didn't get an answer, she pulled out her tommy gun. "If I don't get an answer NOW, I'll fill you all with lead!!"
Tenshinhan sweatdropped as he ran over to his trigger-happy wife.
"Lunch, honey!!" he called.
"Who are you calling honey, you hentai?!" she barked, pulling the trigger and firing many rounds in his direction.
"Yow!! Watch it!!" Tenshinhan replied, dodging one of the bullets.
Students screamed in horror as more bullets came their way. A few bullets went towards the staff table, but Vegeta caught all of them without looking up from his plate. One hit Chibi Trunks square on the forehead head, but didn't leave as much as a dent.
Before any more damage could be done to the property and to the poor students, Tenshinhan unscrewed a container of pepper and threw it into the air.
Lunch sneezed again and returned to being a ditzy, blue haired woman. She looked at the smoking tommy gun in her hand curiously, before dropping it onto the ground.
"Whoops!! I hope I didn't damage anything too valuable this time!!" she laughed and the students stare at her in shock.
"Why didn't someone WARN me that she switches personalities when she sneezes?!" Mirai Trunks asked, nursing a wound he had gotten from a bullet Gohan had deflected. "Let's go find your girlfriend and get the heck out of here before she sneezes again!!"
"Sure…And she's not my girlfriend!!" Gohan exclaimed walking over to the lunch line and grabbing a few dozen trays. The other three demi saiya-jins followed his suit. This caused some angry protests from the other students, but when Mr. Satan walked in to see what was going on, their protests became squeals of delight.
1 On Kami's Lookout…
Dende was faced with a rather large problem. Mr. Shuu had been arrested by the police for assaulting one of the students with his whip. Now, there was no one to fill in the shoes for a Language Arts teacher.
"I could always put Roshi in there…He'd be glad to look at all the busty girls down there…" Dende mumbled. "Gohan wouldn't be too happy with me though…Not like he is anyway…"
Before Dende could do anything too serious, an ogre wearing a t-shirt labeled 'HFIL' appeared in front of him.
"Er…Dende-sama?" he asked, looking around. "I have an important announcement from Enma-sama for you."
"OK-OK…Hurry it up!! I don't have all day you know!!"
"Ahem…" the ogre cleared his throat and looked at a piece of paper. "Dear Dende, Up in Heaven, we have noticed some change in your behavior. This includes neglection of the planet, tampering with time, and messing around with an aggressive Saiya-jin by the name of 'Son Gohan'. We have decided to revoke your Godly powers for one day and that you will become the substitute for this 'Language Arts' class as an attitude adjustment. Signed, Enma-sama.'"
"WHAT?! I have to TEACH teenagers?!" Dende asked, gaping at the ogre in horror. "And Gohan's next class is Language Arts!! I'm dead!!"
"Well, you should've thought of that before you decided to ruin someone else's life," the ogre said before disappearing.
Back At School…
"OK…So your telling me all this stuff is true?! And it happened to you?!" Sharpner asked, gaping at Gohan.
GT Trunks and GT Goten had come back-both supporting black eyes-and were eating with Gohan, Chibi Trunks, Mirai Trunks, Chibi Goten, Videl, Sharpner, and Erasa under the large maple in the courtyard. GT Trunks and GT Goten hadn't listened to a word Gohan had said, for they were telling Erasa about their love life.
"Yup." Gohan replied, tearing a piece of meat off of his sandwich.
"Right…And the next thing your going to tell me is that your part alien, you're the strongest being in the universe, and you're the one who defeated Cell," Videl added sarcastilly.
"How'd you guess?" Chibi Trunks asked, looking up from his rice.
"Oooo!!" Erasa squealed, drawing everyone's attention to the small group. "So you're dating Trunks' sister and Trunks is dating your niece?! That's sooo cute!!"
"Cute?" GT Trunks asked. "Not a chance. It's probably the most dangerous situation that you could get in…Especially when Pan's Dad is one of the strongest beings in the universe…"
"Vegeta would tear me apart if he found out I was dating his little 'princess'!!" GT Goten added, slurping his bowl clean. "I was lucky to get out alive when Trunks started chasing me!!"
"What did you mean by Goten's niece?!" Gohan demanded. "Is Trunks dating MY future daughter?!"
"Um…" GT Trunks began to sweat as Gohan glared at him.
Before he could get a proper answer, the bell rang, singling that lunch was over and that they should get moving to their next class.
"Well, I think we should be going now!!" GT Trunks exclaimed, grabbing GT Goten by the collar and dragging him off to the Language Arts classroom. "I don't wanna be killed again quite yet!!"
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Kioko: Sorry it took so long to get this chapter out! I've been very, very busy this week!!
Mirai Trunks: Plus her poor little thumb has been hurt beyond comprehension…
Kioko: Shut up, Trunks-kun!! *glares* Anyways, expect updates on NBTT sometime this week. I would've had the chapter up sooner but Darth Writer's Block has returned once again.
Mirai Trunks: Or It could be that you're lazy…
Kioko: *bonks Mirai Trunks with a frying pan* Now, be good little readers and review!! Or I'll give you a grapefruit sized lump on your head with this!! *points to her frying pan*
1. Freshmen and Sopmores(Is that how it's spelled?) eat lunch first, while Juniors and Seniors eat last.
Shameless Self-Advertising: Check out my latest fan fiction, 'Void'!! It's a 'What If?' kinda fic about Trunks being kidnapped at the age of three to become Frieza's slave for 23 long years!!