Just One Wish
Disclaimer: Neither I nor Smeegee-san own any Dragonball Z characters. We wish we did, but we don't. We in no way created or are associated with them or their creators, who are not us. I know I tried to pass Goku and Vegeta off as mine last time but alas, that was a lie…*sigh* I would not be a poor high school student if I did.
A/N: (Yes, another one of these) This will be
the last chapter for awhile, not because I don't want to post anything but
because I will be away Monday to Friday as I will be in charge of a bunch of
midgets (or chibis) at a camp. ^.^ Smeegee-san will be around so anything
posted under our name will be solely her work. But there will be a new chapter
up by next week. Special thanks to Smeegee-san for starting me off on the
little 'Goku' / Chi Chi scene. Oh yeah…keep reviewing and arigato to all the
nice people who have already reviewed the first three chapters! You're all the
reason I keep writing. (Okay, you're not really…but isn't it nice to think
that?) Arigato and…review this one! On with the fic!
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Chapter Four
"You can do it Goku…just a little higher…that's
it…almost there…" Bulma coaxed.
"I can't do it!!" Goku wailed.
"Kakarott you baka! It's not that hard! Just
scowl!" Vegeta said impatiently.
"I can't! It's against my nature! I don't think
I've ever scowled in my life!" Goku said a little sadly.
"Listen, Kakarott…you are a disgrace to all
Saya-jins! THIS IS A DISGRACE!! IT'S JUST WRONG! WHAT KIND OF SAYA-JIN CAN'T
SCOWL?!" Vegeta yelled, letting his frustration show. They'd been trying to
teach Goku to in a way that remotely resembled Vegeta for over an hour. All
Goku could come up with was a slightly pained expression. But he was getting
close.
"Okay…" Bulma sighed for the millionth time
since they had undertaken this seemingly impossible task. "Vegeta, calm down
and show Goku how you scowl again…Goku try to imitate it as best you can
Vegeta scowled, an unfamiliar sight on Goku's
normally happy face. Goku tried his hardest to imitate it.
"On the up side, I'm getting closer." He said
cheerily.
"Kakarott! Do NOT sound cheerful! The Saya-jin
no Ouji is never cheerful!" Vegeta ordered, the scowl permanently
fixed on his face.
"Vegeta! Stop scowling!" Bulma said, rubbing her
temples. "Kami, I've got a killer headache! How are we supposed to pull this
off?" She wondered despairingly.
"Hey wait! Bulma I got it!" Goku cheered, all
his practice finally paying of in a scowl that resembled Vegeta's.
"KAKAROTT!!!"
"Oops!"
"Oh Kami!" Bulma sighed again.
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'Goku' arrived home to find that a very angry,
stressed Chi Chi had not made his lunch. "Goku! Where have you been?"
Chi Chi yelled, brandishing a rolling pin in one hand and a frying pan in
another. Vegeta scowled when he remembered what had happened earlier that day,
then he remembered that he was meant to be Goku.
'Goku' smiled goofily and put an arm behind his
head. 'Imitating Kakarott is easy…now, what would he say in this situation?'
"I am a third class loser! All hail Vegeta no Ouji, Prince of the
Saya-jins!" He crowed, satisfied that he had answered as Kakarott would.
"What?!" Chi Chi asked, confused. "Goku? You didn't
answer my question!" She began to rant and rave madly, waving both the frying pan
and rolling pin around dangerously.
'Uh oh.' Vegeta thought 'This
is all Kakarott's fault!'
"GOKU?!" Chi Chi yelled.
"I was just…um…sparring…that's right…sparring
with Vegeta!" Vegeta said triumphantly.
Chi Chi looked suspicious, her eyes narrowed.
"Well you can make your own lunch!" She said angrily, throwing both the frying
pan and rolling pin at him and stalking out of the room, muttering under her
breath. "Sparring with Vegeta…he goes out all morning and comes back expecting
me to feed him…always going off in dangerous situations…"
Vegeta caught the cooking utensils with ease. 'Baka
woman, I don't know how Kakarott puts up with her. She's worse than my mate!
Bonding!' He scowled, before remembering who he was. 'Make my own dinner
huh? Easy!' Vegeta walked into the kitchen and set to work creating his
masterpiece.
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"AHHH!!! Goku! WHAT DID YOU DO?!" Chi Chi screamed, looking over the remains of her kitchen. She waved her hand in front of her nose in a futile attempt to prevent her nose from picking up the horrible burnt smell.
"You said to make my own lunch!" 'Goku'
protested.
"Yes I did, but I didn't say "burn down
the entire kitchen Goku" Did I?" Chi Chi snapped.
'Goku' just waved his hand in a disdainful movement.
Vegeta remembered Bulma paying for all the things he had destroyed in their
house. Besides, it wasn't that bad…was it? "It can be fixed." Chi Chi turned
heel and stormed out of the room. 'Ha! I sure showed her!' He grinned
before realising what he was doing. 'Being in Kakarott's body is corrupting
me!' Vegeta turned back to what was left of the stove, scowling at his
'meal'. 'I think I'll go buy lunch.'
A hammer flew through the open doorway, hitting
him square on the head.
"Wha-"
"IT CAN BE FIXED?!" Chi Chi screamed, not about
to let her husband off that easily. Smoke shot out of her ears. "FINE! You
fix it Goku!"
'Kami! This woman is crazy!'
Vegeta ducked as tools, nails and the occasionally vase was thrown at him,
thankful for his super speed. 'I'm going to be killed by Kakarott's baka
wife!'
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Happy? Hope it holds you all for a week or so. There will definitely be more Goku in the next chapter (For all the Goku fans) and Smeegee-san and I have several ideas for what's going to happen. Never fear! Review, review, review! (You know you want to!) Check out the other fics. (Mostly Smeegee-san's) *Plug plug* Go the NZ basketball team!! (We are doing so bad in the Olympics!) Arigato to all who have reviewed. (See I thank you in advance…you wonderful, nice people!) ^.^
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