Chapter 5
"What huh?" Vegeta was snapped out of his dreamless sleep on Nimbus by a gentle hand. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. "Goku?" then realising what he said he cursed softly in Saiya-jin. * His name is KAKAROT! Why did I call him Goku? *
"Veggie, it's time for Gohan and I to get going," Goku said holding a sleepy Gohan's hand to keep Gohan upright. "Where are you going to spent the night?"
"No idea, maybe I'll camp out tonight."
"No way, Chichi will kill me," Goku said thoughtfully. "Maybe you can come and stay with us for a while."
"Ok," Vegeta nodded think it was a much better plan then he had thought up. * When did Goku-Kakarot become this smart? That baka was a dense as a brick wall when I was grown up. This is all too confusing, I'll sort it out tomorrow. *
"Ok Gohan," Goku threw his son in the air. "Time to go home!"
"Ok dad," Gohan yawned barely staying aloft. "Let's go. Hey how mad do you think mom is?"
"I have a good idea," Goku muttered taking flight too. "Nimbus go home. I have a feeling we won't be eating off dishes anytime soon."
The tired trio made their way slowly towards the forest where the Son house was located in the dim light of the setting sun. they landed outside the door. Goku nervously ran a hand through his hair. "Um Veggie you go first."
"What!" he exclaimed. "No way! I'll be killed!"
"I've been meaning to ask," Goku said with a sly look in his eye. "How exactly do you know us? I've never met you before-"
"Fine, fine, I'll go," Vegeta quickly changed the subject. He opened the door to see the brightly-lit kitchen. "Um hello?"
"Who are you?" an extremely angry Chichi demanded when she saw Vegeta's face.
"Um, I'm a friend of Gohan's from school, he said I could use the spare bedroom here tonight," Vegeta said quickly opening the rest of the door revealing Gohan and Goku.
"Young man I got a call from the school!" Chichi turned to Gohan boiling. "WHY DID YOU RUN FROM YOUR CLASSROOM!"
"Um er, hehe, funny story," Gohan backed away smiling nervously. "You see Ms.Nastya..."
"Goku you did this!" Chichi turned on Goku, backing him into a wall. "You and your, your FRIENDS did this! You corupted his mind! My poor little boy is skipping school because of that green bean! I will not stand for it!"
She turned her rage from the cowering Goku back to Gohan. "I will have to keep a closer eye on you! From now on I'm going to school with you!"
"WHAT!" Gohan shrieked jumping in the air. "NOOOOO!"
"Well now that that's all sorted off to bed no dinner!"
"But Chichi!" Goku whined holding his stomach. "I'm hungry!"
"To bad!" she grumbled shoving the two up the stair. She looked at Vegeta who nervously took a step back. "I'm sorry, I didn't get your name."
"V-Veggie," he stammered.
"Well Veggie, the guest room is next to Gohan's, make yourself at home." Then to Vegeta's relief she left him to find the room.
"Some things never change," Vegeta sighed as he trudged up stairs. He quickly located Gohan's room by his dim human hearing. * Wait a minute! HUMAN? *
As fast as he could he dashed into the bathroom. Slowly he locked the door and faced the mirror. It took all his will power to stop from screaming. His usually gravity-defying hair had been cut close to his head. As a Saiyan he had an unusually large forehead but it had shortened leaving him with spiky bangs across his face. To any other person on the planet he was another cute little kid. To himself he was hideous.
He fled from the mirror in horror, easily finding the spare room. He lay gasping on the bed trying to comprehend what happened. Taking a deep breath he spoke out loud to organised his thoughts and guess of what happened.
"Ok, one minute I was going to see how used the Dragonballs, the next I was here. Then I couldn't fly, and I started being NICE to Gohan and Goku," he sighed. "Well if Kakarot didn't use the Dragonballs, and I know he didn't, then that means somebody wished...well this is an alternate universe, I never died in the fight with Kakarot."
"Oh oh! It's too high!" Vegeta was startled out of my thoughts but a gruff voice and a loud bang by the window in the room. He ran to the sill and flung open the glass. Peeking outside, he saw the white cat he had met this morning, Herman. He reached down and picked him up. Carrying the panting animal he placed him on the bed.
"Herman what are you doing here?" Vegeta hissed. "Chichi will catch you."
"Don't know a Chichi," he mumbled. "I'm worried Majesty. You almost being caught. Unheard of!"
"No one can get me here," Vegeta assured him. "This is the home of the Earth's protector."
"That so?" Herman raised an eyebrow. "We have to talk to this 'Protector'."
"Goku?" Vegeta asked thoughtfully. "That was my plan at first but, seeing how he hates my guts..."
"He wouldn't let you stay here if her didn't like you!"
Herman exclaimed a little too loud. Next door he heard Gohan shift in his sleep.
"Shhh!" he held a finger to his lips. "Let's talk outside." Vegeta picked up Herman and walked to the window. Gulping, he looked down the side of the two-story house. "How, is a good question."
"Just shimmy down the drain pipe," Herman pointed to the metal tube beside the window. Gulping Vegeta stood on the windowsill and grabbed a firm hold. Then, with Herman on his shoulders, he jumped sliding down the side of the house to come to a soft landing on the grass. Panting, he looked over his bleeding hands.
"Ow," he commented while dipping them in a nearby puddle. That done he wiped them on his jeans and looked for the white cat.
"Hurt?" Herman grinned. "Thought so."
"It kills," Vegeta blew on them. "Never ask me to do it again."
"Cave nearby," Herman said walking away from the house towards the black forest. "Follow me."
"Um," Vegeta looked at the deep trees feeling a tug if fear. Then he jerked his head up. "Me afraid of the dark!?"
He steeled his courage and walked boldly into the blackness.
"What huh?" Vegeta was snapped out of his dreamless sleep on Nimbus by a gentle hand. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. "Goku?" then realising what he said he cursed softly in Saiya-jin. * His name is KAKAROT! Why did I call him Goku? *
"Veggie, it's time for Gohan and I to get going," Goku said holding a sleepy Gohan's hand to keep Gohan upright. "Where are you going to spent the night?"
"No idea, maybe I'll camp out tonight."
"No way, Chichi will kill me," Goku said thoughtfully. "Maybe you can come and stay with us for a while."
"Ok," Vegeta nodded think it was a much better plan then he had thought up. * When did Goku-Kakarot become this smart? That baka was a dense as a brick wall when I was grown up. This is all too confusing, I'll sort it out tomorrow. *
"Ok Gohan," Goku threw his son in the air. "Time to go home!"
"Ok dad," Gohan yawned barely staying aloft. "Let's go. Hey how mad do you think mom is?"
"I have a good idea," Goku muttered taking flight too. "Nimbus go home. I have a feeling we won't be eating off dishes anytime soon."
The tired trio made their way slowly towards the forest where the Son house was located in the dim light of the setting sun. they landed outside the door. Goku nervously ran a hand through his hair. "Um Veggie you go first."
"What!" he exclaimed. "No way! I'll be killed!"
"I've been meaning to ask," Goku said with a sly look in his eye. "How exactly do you know us? I've never met you before-"
"Fine, fine, I'll go," Vegeta quickly changed the subject. He opened the door to see the brightly-lit kitchen. "Um hello?"
"Who are you?" an extremely angry Chichi demanded when she saw Vegeta's face.
"Um, I'm a friend of Gohan's from school, he said I could use the spare bedroom here tonight," Vegeta said quickly opening the rest of the door revealing Gohan and Goku.
"Young man I got a call from the school!" Chichi turned to Gohan boiling. "WHY DID YOU RUN FROM YOUR CLASSROOM!"
"Um er, hehe, funny story," Gohan backed away smiling nervously. "You see Ms.Nastya..."
"Goku you did this!" Chichi turned on Goku, backing him into a wall. "You and your, your FRIENDS did this! You corupted his mind! My poor little boy is skipping school because of that green bean! I will not stand for it!"
She turned her rage from the cowering Goku back to Gohan. "I will have to keep a closer eye on you! From now on I'm going to school with you!"
"WHAT!" Gohan shrieked jumping in the air. "NOOOOO!"
"Well now that that's all sorted off to bed no dinner!"
"But Chichi!" Goku whined holding his stomach. "I'm hungry!"
"To bad!" she grumbled shoving the two up the stair. She looked at Vegeta who nervously took a step back. "I'm sorry, I didn't get your name."
"V-Veggie," he stammered.
"Well Veggie, the guest room is next to Gohan's, make yourself at home." Then to Vegeta's relief she left him to find the room.
"Some things never change," Vegeta sighed as he trudged up stairs. He quickly located Gohan's room by his dim human hearing. * Wait a minute! HUMAN? *
As fast as he could he dashed into the bathroom. Slowly he locked the door and faced the mirror. It took all his will power to stop from screaming. His usually gravity-defying hair had been cut close to his head. As a Saiyan he had an unusually large forehead but it had shortened leaving him with spiky bangs across his face. To any other person on the planet he was another cute little kid. To himself he was hideous.
He fled from the mirror in horror, easily finding the spare room. He lay gasping on the bed trying to comprehend what happened. Taking a deep breath he spoke out loud to organised his thoughts and guess of what happened.
"Ok, one minute I was going to see how used the Dragonballs, the next I was here. Then I couldn't fly, and I started being NICE to Gohan and Goku," he sighed. "Well if Kakarot didn't use the Dragonballs, and I know he didn't, then that means somebody wished...well this is an alternate universe, I never died in the fight with Kakarot."
"Oh oh! It's too high!" Vegeta was startled out of my thoughts but a gruff voice and a loud bang by the window in the room. He ran to the sill and flung open the glass. Peeking outside, he saw the white cat he had met this morning, Herman. He reached down and picked him up. Carrying the panting animal he placed him on the bed.
"Herman what are you doing here?" Vegeta hissed. "Chichi will catch you."
"Don't know a Chichi," he mumbled. "I'm worried Majesty. You almost being caught. Unheard of!"
"No one can get me here," Vegeta assured him. "This is the home of the Earth's protector."
"That so?" Herman raised an eyebrow. "We have to talk to this 'Protector'."
"Goku?" Vegeta asked thoughtfully. "That was my plan at first but, seeing how he hates my guts..."
"He wouldn't let you stay here if her didn't like you!"
Herman exclaimed a little too loud. Next door he heard Gohan shift in his sleep.
"Shhh!" he held a finger to his lips. "Let's talk outside." Vegeta picked up Herman and walked to the window. Gulping, he looked down the side of the two-story house. "How, is a good question."
"Just shimmy down the drain pipe," Herman pointed to the metal tube beside the window. Gulping Vegeta stood on the windowsill and grabbed a firm hold. Then, with Herman on his shoulders, he jumped sliding down the side of the house to come to a soft landing on the grass. Panting, he looked over his bleeding hands.
"Ow," he commented while dipping them in a nearby puddle. That done he wiped them on his jeans and looked for the white cat.
"Hurt?" Herman grinned. "Thought so."
"It kills," Vegeta blew on them. "Never ask me to do it again."
"Cave nearby," Herman said walking away from the house towards the black forest. "Follow me."
"Um," Vegeta looked at the deep trees feeling a tug if fear. Then he jerked his head up. "Me afraid of the dark!?"
He steeled his courage and walked boldly into the blackness.