The time flew by, until the eve of the wedding was upon the young couple. Gohan checked his watch.
"Well, Videl, it's about 6:00. That's when Yamcha told us to meet him at his place. We'd better get going."
Giving their farewells and thank you's to Dende and Mr. Popo, the two of them took off. They flew for a few minutes, then arrived at the former hideout of the former desert bandit.
Inside, it was very dusty and looked like no one had been there for several years. It was quite dark, and they couldn't see anyone.
"Yamcha?" Videl's voice pierced into the darkness. "Are you there?"
Suddenly both of them jumped as something touched them on the back. They whirled to find Yamcha standing and grinning.
"Glad to see you guys actually showed up. I'll take you to your respective parties. Follow me." He took off into the air. Gohan and Videl followed, trying to slow down their heart rates.
***
"Videl, your party is in that building there. I'll see you at the wedding tomorrow!"
She nodded, kissed Gohan, and then flew down to where Yamcha had indicated.
"As for you, Gohan, your party is this way." The two men touched down. Taking a deeply theatrical and overly dramatic bow, Yamcha opened the door. Gohan walked through the door.
Everyone Yamcha had invited was there, drinking alcohol and looking like they were having a good time-except for Vegeta, who never looked like he had a good time.
Well…almost everyone. Gohan's brow furrowed in puzzlement.
"Where's Piccolo?"
***
As Lunch opened the door and Videl walked through, all the women who had gathered there cheered. She smiled, then noticed a certain Namek over in one corner of the room, legs crossed and floating. Videl whispered to Lunch.
"Uh, why is Piccolo here? Shouldn't he be at Gohan's party?"
"Yes, but he got the wrong building. Truth be told, seeing as how Piccolo is asexual, he doesn't seem to really care. He said that he was just going to meditate anyway."
"Well, Videl, it's about 6:00. That's when Yamcha told us to meet him at his place. We'd better get going."
Giving their farewells and thank you's to Dende and Mr. Popo, the two of them took off. They flew for a few minutes, then arrived at the former hideout of the former desert bandit.
Inside, it was very dusty and looked like no one had been there for several years. It was quite dark, and they couldn't see anyone.
"Yamcha?" Videl's voice pierced into the darkness. "Are you there?"
Suddenly both of them jumped as something touched them on the back. They whirled to find Yamcha standing and grinning.
"Glad to see you guys actually showed up. I'll take you to your respective parties. Follow me." He took off into the air. Gohan and Videl followed, trying to slow down their heart rates.
***
"Videl, your party is in that building there. I'll see you at the wedding tomorrow!"
She nodded, kissed Gohan, and then flew down to where Yamcha had indicated.
"As for you, Gohan, your party is this way." The two men touched down. Taking a deeply theatrical and overly dramatic bow, Yamcha opened the door. Gohan walked through the door.
Everyone Yamcha had invited was there, drinking alcohol and looking like they were having a good time-except for Vegeta, who never looked like he had a good time.
Well…almost everyone. Gohan's brow furrowed in puzzlement.
"Where's Piccolo?"
***
As Lunch opened the door and Videl walked through, all the women who had gathered there cheered. She smiled, then noticed a certain Namek over in one corner of the room, legs crossed and floating. Videl whispered to Lunch.
"Uh, why is Piccolo here? Shouldn't he be at Gohan's party?"
"Yes, but he got the wrong building. Truth be told, seeing as how Piccolo is asexual, he doesn't seem to really care. He said that he was just going to meditate anyway."