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Hey ppl! This is the 2^nd chapter! Sorry that I've been absent for a few days but I kept getting ideas for this chapter so it's taken me a while to figure out what I'll write and won't write. In this chapter, the Z crew had a little reunion/meeting for bringing back Kakkarot type thingy. As always, enjoy!
The Meeting
"The food is all ready Bulma-chan!" Mrs. Briefs poked her head out of the front door to tell Bulma. "K mom!" Bulma shouted back from the chair she was sitting in that was on the sidewalk in front of their house. She had her legs crossed. She tapped her foot, eager for the others arrival.
Bulma noticed she saw something by the tree when she turned around, it looked familiar. "Vegeta?" Bulma turned back around to see her husband sitting under the shade of a tree with their two children. "I didn't know he was right there," Bulma said to herself as she looked at him.
Vegeta was sitting down, leaning against the tree. His feet were crossed as were his arms. He had a somewhat content look on his face. He wasn't frowning, smirking, smiling, just content. His eyes were closed, hair blowing in the wind. Trunks was arguing with Bra about her not wanting to fight and kill `bad guys' when she grows up.
"What do you have against fighting?!" Trunks continued, "Dont you want to be able to blow people up and stuff?!" "No!" Bra spat out. "Well...how are you going to defend yourself?! What if somebody bullies you when you start school?!" Trunks asked crossing his arms and smirking. He thought he had won the fight.
Bra thought for a minute, then she spoke, "I will just tell my daddy!" She said in triumph, "If someone messes with me, I'll tell my daddy and he'll go beat them up! Wont you, daddy?" she gave him a sweet smile. Vegeta opened his eyes. "That's right! I'll go kick their sorry-"
"Vegeta! Stop cussing in front of our children for Pete's sake, they will pick up the habit!" Bulma yelled at him. "Fine onna!" "Bulma! Bulma! My...name...is...BULMA!!!!!!!" "Whatever..." He rolled his eyes at her. "Don't yell at daddy, mama!" she crawled into his lap and gave him a huggy pooh.
"Don't yell at mom, Bra!" Trunks glared at her. "Why thank you Trunks" Bulma turned back around to face the street. Trunks stuck his tongue out at Bra.
Bra hmpfed, "Mama's boy!" Trunks got mad. "Daddy's girl!" he blurted. "WHAT?!?!?" Vegeta gave Trunks the most terrifying, gruesome, horrible look he had EVER seen in his ENTIRE life. "Oops! Did I say daddy's girl? I didn't mean that! Trunks had a look of horror on his face, `I'm dead now!'
"Oh really? Then what DID you mean?" Vegeta narrowed his eyes. "Umm....something else...." Trunks scratched the back of his head. Bra was snickering. Bulma tried to hold back a giggle, `Vegeta is so mean, scaring him up like that!' She thought though she had to admit, it was funny.
"And what is `something else' exactly?" Vegeta raised an eyebrow. "Ummm...something else besides what I said, he he" Trunks stood up shaking, `He takes one move and I'm outta here!'
"Don't play with me, boy!" Vegeta yelled. "I'm not!" Trunks waved his hands. "Who are you yelling at, don't make me get up!" "I wasn't yelling! Oops, I mean I wasn't yelling" Trunks whispered the last part.
"Stop sucking up, my son is no punk!" "Yes sir!" Trunks stood up straight. "Your still sucking up!" "Uhh...fine then, man!" "What?!? How dare you disrespect me! That's it, your mine! Excuse me princess," Vegeta sat Bra down on the grass and stood up.
"You told me to stop sucking up!" "Don't talk back!" Trunks backed up as Vegeta walked forward. "You can make this a lot easier on you if you just hold still," Vegeta seemed to be mad but he was actually laughing his head off inside.
"Dad, I'm your son...I'm a weak human, you wouldn't hit a weak human, would you?!" Trunks started to back up toward his mother. "As a matter of fact....I would! And you are only a half-breed anyway!"
"L...look, don't force me to hurt you! I can turn super saiyan 2, 3, 4 even! It wont be pretty!" Vegeta stopped. "Oh, you can? Well...let us see!" Vegeta charged at him head on.
"MMMMMMMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Trunks darted into his mother's lap. Bulma was laughing. Vegeta stopped and cocked an eyebrow, "I could have sworn you said you could beat me,"
"I..I can, I...just don't feel like it." "Why not?" "Vegeta, stop messing with my baby," Bulma gave Trunks a kiss on the cheek. "You're making him soft, onna!" "No, I'm only making his `human' side soft," Vegeta rolled his eyes. Bra was dieing of laughter. "MMMMOOOOOOOOOMMMMMM!!" Bra mimicked. "Shut up!" Trunks yelled at her.
"Is that Capsule Corps, Krillin?" 18 looked ahead to see a huge compound with many attachment buildings. "Yep, that's it. I wonder if anything new has happened over here this past year," Krillin got ready to land. "I can't wait to see Bulma!" Master Roshi rubbed his hands together. Krillin rolled his eyes.
"Do you...think they will like me there, I did try to kill ya'll once?" 18 looked with concern in her eyes at Krillin. "They most likely will. You haven't tried to kill us lately, and we got married and had a daughter, I'm sure they'll let you pass. Bulma, especially, should let you in, she married someone who used to kill too!"
"What? Who?" 18 asked, interested. "Guess," Krillin winked. "Tell me daddy! I want to know!" Marron wiggled in her mother's arms. "Let her guess, sweetheart," "Oooo know, I know!" Roshi raised his hand. "Quiet, old man!"
"Let me see," 18 started, "There are three choices; Vegeta, Yamcha, and Piccolo. She definitely wouldn't marry Piccolo he's asexual anyway! Yamcha didn't actually KILL people he just robbed them blind. Vegeta, on the other hand, used to kill for a living...it's got to be Vegeta!" "Ding, ding, ding!" Krillin exclaimed.
"But....Vegeta? I never thought he would settle down!" 18 laughed. "You remember that purple-haired boy?" Krillin asked. "Yeah, Trunks, wasn't it?" "Yeah, well, that's his son, 20 years into the future. Him and Bulma had this time's Trunks during that 3 years we were preparing for ya'll," he explained.
"Really?!? Gosh, I always wondered why he looked so much like Vegeta! I thought Vegeta hated that kid!" "He's pretty good at hiding his true feelings. Here we are, make a good impression!" They began to descend.
"Hey, someone's coming! It looks like...Krillin! Hey!!!!" Bulma waved her hands in the air. "What are you so excited about?!" Vegeta crossed his arms. "Well, unlike you, I am happy to see MY friends after not seeing them for a whole year!"
"Is...that the android?!?" Vegeta's eyes widened. "Hey guys, what's happening?" Krillin landed in front of Bulma, setting Roshi down on his feet. "Hi Krillin, Master Roshi!" "Hi Bulma, give me a kiss!" Roshi went to give her a big kiss on the lips. He stopped when he heard a growl from behind Bulma.
He looked around Bulma to see a pretty p.oed Vegeta. "I wouldn't do that!" Vegeta warned him. "He he, just...kidding." Roshi backed off. Krillin snickered, "Told you," "Be Quiet!" Roshi whispered loudly.
`Serves that old man right!' Bulma thought. "Anyway...hello, um....you two, and your names?" Bulma gave the woman holding the little girl a puzzled look. "I'm 18, and this is Marron, my daughter," "Hi!" Marron greeted. "18? You're an android, aren't you?" Bulma suspected.
"Yes...I am," "18 and I got married," Krillin added. "What?!?" Vegeta and Bulma said in unison. "Uhh...yeah, and 17 should be coming too. So is her being here ok with you guys?" Krillin smiled. "Well...it's ok with me. Vegeta?" Bulma turned to face him.
Vegeta walked around 18, eyeing her suspiciously. Then, he faced her. "You're ugly," he stated. "Not as ugly as you," 18 countered. Vegeta smirked, "She can stay," Bulma rolled her eyes, `I should have known he'd do something stupid like that!' "Don' try anything funny though, I won't hesitate to blow you to the next dimension ten times over!" He walked away.
"Thanks for the warning," 18 snorted. Trunks and Bra came walking out the house with their grandmother. "Krillin, Master Roshi! How are you two?" . Bunny skipped over to them. And who is this beautiful young woman with that sweet little baby?" 18 blushed. "Hello, I'm Bulma and Veggie-chan's mother, and you two?" she gave Marron a pat on the head. "...I'm 18 and this is Marron," she sat Marron down onto her feet. "Oh, you're the android, well it's nice to see you've decided to be on our side!"
"We got married," Krillin said. "Oh, isn't that nice?! You two make a good couple!" 18 snuck over to Vegeta and whispered, "Do you REALLY claim her as your mother-in-law?!" "H#ll no! The woman's crazy!"
"Dad, who are they?" Trunks asked. Marron spotted Trunks. `He's pretty cute!(Let's just say these Z girls get crushes at VERY early ages!)' Marron straightened out her dress and walked over to him. "This is that andr-" Vegeta was cut off. "I'm Marron, and that's my mommy, 18, who are you?" Marron batted her eyes.
Bulma gave a smile. "I'm. uh...Trunks, and that's my sis, Bra," Trunks pointed. "I like your eyes," Marron got closer. "That's...nice," Trunks backed up a bit. Vegeta huffed. `Isn't that cute?' Bulma asked telepathically to Vegeta. `I don't find anything `cute', especially this girl hitting on my son! He can't start getting bonded to weak humans, he has to bond with that brat! She'll screw it up!'
`If you think us `humans' are so despicable and disgraceful, why did you marry me?!' Bulma put her hands on her hips. `Trust me, I ask myself the same thing everyday, woman!' `Bulma!' `Fine, shut up Bulma!' `AHHH!'
"So, what do you want to do?" Marron asked. "Ummm..." Trunks looked up at his father, eyes pleading for Vegeta to get him out of his situation. "Isn't that Kakkarot's spwan pulling up?" Vegeta spotted the car that was parallel parking in front of Capsule Corps.
"Gohan! Hey!" Krillin shouted. "Hey Krillin, Master Roshi, ....18?" Gohan cocked an eyebrow. "We got married, that's our daughter, Marron," Krillin explained AGAIN. "Oh. Ok. This is my wife Videl, and our daughter Pan." "Hi," "Say hi Pa...Pan?" Gohan looked around.
"You looking for this demon child that's attached to my leg?" Vegeta looked down. "Oh, sorry `bout that, Vegeta, you know she's quite `attached' to you," "He he he, funny,"
"Hi Uncle Vegeta!" Pan gave him a pretty smile. "Uncle?" Krillin whispered to Bulma. She gave a low giggle. "Uncle?!? Ha!!" 18 busted out laughing. "Shut up, android!" Vegeta yelled. "Ok, `Uncle' Vegeta!" Vegeta glared.
"You see that brat?" "So? Hi Bra! Who are you?" Pan noticed a blond headed girl. "I'm Marron," "Oh...hi. Hi Trunks...I guess," Pan said, bored. "Whatever," Trunks muttered back.
Marron came up to Pan and whispered in her ear. "Do you know him?! Isn't he cute?! Do you think he likes me?!" "Yes, no, and no," Pan answered. "You're just jealous!" Marron frowned. "You wish I was! I don't like that...THING over there! No offense, Trunks," she gave him a fake smile.
"I am not a...THING, thank you very much! You freak of nature!" Trunks shot back. "Don't start with me, Trunks Vegeta Briefs!" "I hate it when you say my whole name!" "Good!!!!" Pan's tail was turning a bright red and it was swaying wildly through the air. "Oh, here we go again!" Gohan slapped his forehead. Videl sighed.
"That's why you're ugly!" Trunks shouted, getting in her face. "I am NOT UGLY!!!! I look WAY better than you, bastard!" "Pan!!" Videl frowned. "Ha! That's why you got in trouble!" I should blow you're sorry-" Pan looked at her mother, "You know what to the next dimension!"
"You wish, ape!" "Hey, I like my tail!!! You're just mad cause you don't have one!" "My mom with that green goo crap on her face looks better than you!" Vegeta started laughing. "Shut up, Vegeta! Trunks!" Bulma tapped her foot angrily.
"Sorry mom," Trunks apologized. "Why you!!!" Pan pounced on him. "Ouch," Trunks yelped, hitting the ground. The began rolling all over the ground, trying to pin one another down. "Do they...always do this?" 18 asked, looking at the scene.
"You wouldn't believe," Videl shook her head. "So in love at such young ages," Mrs. Briefs said. "You call that love?! They want to kill each other!" Gohan exclaimed. "Mommy, she hurting Trunks!" Marron fumed. " How can I marry him if he's dead?!?" Vegeta gave 18 a look saying `that brat is not marrying my kid!' look.
18 sighed, "Marron, aren't you a little young to be thinking about marriage?" "No," she simply said. "Will you two stop?!?" Bulma finally yelled. Pan and Trunks stopped in their current position. They were both on their sides, ready to flip the other on the back.
"But moooooooommmm!" Trunks whined, "She started it!" "I did not!" "SHUT UP!!" Bulma screamed. Everyone came to a stop and turned to Bulma. "Now," she said in a calm voice, "Let's go on to the back, follow me,"
10 minuets later.....
"Hey Bulma-chan!" Chi Chi waved. "Hey Trunks!" Goten ran over to Trunks, who was playing around with the other `Z' kids by his dad. "Gohan! Hey bro!" "Hey Goten!" Gohan said from the table. Vegeta, Krillin, 18, and himself were seated at the table.
"Hi Gohan!" Chi Chi ran over and gave her baby a big kiss on the cheek. "How's my little baby?" "Moooom, your embarrassing!" "Oh, Gohan!" she gave him a slap on the head.
"Hi Vegeta," she waited for Vegeta's response. `I wonder whether I'll get a `hmpf' or a `huff' this time' she wondered. Vegeta studied her a minute. "Hmpf," he responded. `I got a hmpf' she thought.
"Hi...who are you?" "This is 18. She's an android, we got married and that's our blond over there." Krillin pointed out.
"Oh...k," Chi Chi shrugged. "Hi Pan," Goten gave Pan a hug. "Hi Goten," "Who's that?" "That's Marron, she's Krillin's," Bra said.
"So....anything new?" Krillin attempted to start a conversation with Vegeta and Gohan. "Well...report cards go out Monday," Gohan said. "Your still in school?" Krillin asked. "No, I'm a teacher. I like my job," "I don't see what's so d$mn enjoyable about being around a bunch of loud, idiotic, reckless brat for half of your day," Vegeta added his 2 cents.
"They aren't idiotic....reckless and loud maybe, but not idiotic. They're just kids anyway, they don't know any better," Gohan defended. "Let me teach `em for a day, I bet they won't be loud and reckless anymore, at least not in my presence!" Vegeta smirked.
"I don't know if letting you teach them is a good idea. Half the class might be at a bus stop in the next dimension about the time I get back," Gohan laughed. "Got that right," Krillin agreed.
"And there's something wrong with that?" Vegeta looked at Gohan. "Vegeta, you can't just go around blasting people because they get on your nerves." "And why not?" 18 asked.
"That's the best way to stop them from doing it," Vegeta slumped back in his chair. "Anyway...I wonder where Piccolo is," Gohan looked up into the sky.
"Well, he should be coming," Krillin said. "Hey, isn't that Yamcha with those animals up there?" 18 pointed up a little off in the distance.
Vegeta growled. Yamcha wasn't exactly his best friend...not that anybody WAS, but Yamcha, he just doesn't like Yamcha at all! He and Yamcha never really did get along, especially for two reasons: One, Yamcha still held a grudge over him getting killed by Vegeta's saiyamen. Two, because they were both attracted to the same woman.
"Hey!" Yamcha landed by Bulma and chic hi. Puar and oolong flew over to Master Roshi, who was sitting at a table alone. Oolong didn't fly, he just walked but anyway. "Hi Yamcha," Bulma said. "How are you?" Chi Chi asked.
"Oh, I'm fine. I'm gonna go talk to the others, I'll see ya'll later," "O.k." Bulma watched him walk away. As soon as he was out of hearing range, she said, "I can't stand him, he's just going over there so he can get Vegeta all started up so when Vegeta pounds him into the ground, it'll make Vegeta look like the bad guy!" "Yeah, you know he's just jealous of Vegeta because he has you," Chi Chi crossed her legs.
Chi Chi and Bulma were sitting at a table. Videl and Bunny were sitting there, but Videl went with Bunny to go help her fix the plates so when they were ready to eat, she'd just pass them on out.
"Hey guy...18?!?" Yamcha looked in horror. `Stupid human, I can't stand him!' Vegeta thought angrily. "Eighteen and I got married and had a kid, Gohan got married to this girl, Videl, and had a kid, and Chi Chi has a new son BY Goku, she was pregnant when he went to go fight Cell, anything else you wanna know?" Krillin said quickly.
"Um...which kid is which? I know the freak, but that's about it," Yamcha looked over to the toddlers, getting a glance or two in at Vegeta. Gohan and Krillin sighed, `uh-oh, he's starting!' they thought. `He did NOT just call my son a freak! I'm the only one who does that...except for those brats but they have my permission!' Bulma looked at Vegeta, hearing his thoughts about Yamcha.
"Yamcha knows Vegeta doesn't like people insulting his son like that! He's deserves to get punched out, my son is no freak!" Bulma yelled angrily, though not loud enough for Yamcha to hear. "The one with the tail is Pan, that's Gohan's. The blond one is Marron, the one that looks EXACTLY like Goku is Goten, and the blue haired one is Bra.
"Who's Bra?" Yamcha asked, sounding as if he had just seen the ugliest thing alive. "That's Bulma and Vegeta's new daughter, she's about a year and a half," Gohan answered.
"Ohh....anyway..." Yamcha said, low and unimpressed. Vegeta gave a low growl, `What I would give to break his neck in two!' "So...what's up?" Yamcha said, starting a conversation. "My foot," Vegeta said, mostly to himself. "Your foot?!" Yamcha laughed at him.
"Yep, right up your sorry @$$," 18 busted out laughing...again. "Good one! Ha! I got to use that sometime!" she said between laughs. Vegeta gave a little smirk.
"Funny, funny, Vegeta. To bad all you do IS bark!" Vegeta shot him a glare. 18 stopped laughing and looked wide-eyed at Yamcha. "You know your going to get it for that one!" "D#^n straight!" Vegeta agreed. "I do a lot more than bark HUMAN, I have plenty of sharp teeth that are waiting to chew you up and spit you out!"
Pan heard her Uncle Vegeta arguing with Yamcha and decided to see what was wrong. She walked over to him and tapped him on the leg. "You keep messing with me and I'll- what?!" He gave Pan an evil look that said `get away from me'.
"What's wrong, Uncle Veggie-chan? Is this idiot messing with you?!? I'll get him!" Pan climbed onto the table and stood up, getting close enough to Yamcha's face, red tail slashing around angrily, hair spiking up wildly. "Now you listen...is he human?" Vegeta nodded, `I want to see this!'
Now you listen you human...no offense to anybody else(ahem), don't you mess with my Uncle Vegeta! I won't hesitate to kill you and neither will my Uncle Vegeta! The Prince of Saiyans is NOT to be harassed by some stupid human so you better back off or else!" Pan demanded. "Thanks brat, couldn't have said it better myself,"
Yamcha laughed at her. "You...can kill me?" he looked on in amusement. "I think we need to go over by Bulma," Krillin suggested. Krillin went to go sit by Bulma and Chi Chi and Gohan went to go check on Videl and Bunny until the little episode was over. `I guess I could leave Pan out there, If Yamcha tries anything, Vegeta will surely jump in' Gohan thought. 18 decided to stay and have a front row view.
"Yes, I can kill you...maybe...but that's not the point! I KNOW my Uncle Vegeta can! So you better leave him alone before I'm FORCED to hurt you!" "What's going on over there?" Trunks asked, curiously. "I think your dad's about to blast somebody, let's go see!" Trunks and Goten ran over. "Hey, wait up!" They girls ran after them. They stopped by Vegeta.
Bra climbed up on the table with Pan, "Don't you mess with my daddy!" "You need a bunch of brats to take up for you, Vegeta?" Yamcha gave his own little smirk. That did it, Vegeta shot up and grabbed Yamcha by the collar. "NO ONE calls that brat a brat but me and people I give permission to, you're not on that list! And No one, and I mean NO ONE calls my princess a BRAT!" Everybody looked then.
"Yeah, get him dad!" Trunks cheered. "Yeah Mr. Vegeta, show him who's boss!" Goten hooted. "Get him, Mr. Vegeta!" Marron decided to play along. "Get him, Uncle Vegeta, no one calls me a brat but you!" "Yeah daddy, he hurt my feelings!" Bra sniffed. "You did NOT make my daughter start CRYING!" He shook Yamcha violently. "I-I don't care I-if she's crying!" Yamcha stammered. "This is going to get messy!" Krillin started to back up the opposite way of the fight.
"You better go get a leash to put on Vegeta before something ugly happens," Chi Chi warned. "Why should I?! He's insulting the kids just so he can get on Vegeta's nerves!" "I know Bulma, but we don't want the house getting blown up and Yamcha going through it!" Chi Chi tried to reason. "Fine!" Bulma stomped over to the crowd. "Vegeta, let him go" Bulma sighed, not really wanting let Yamcha off the hook. "Yeah, let me go!" Yamcha added. "Shut up before I change my mind!"
"Why should I let him go?!" Vegeta complained. "Vegeta!" "But mommyyyyyyyyyyy, he hurt my feelings!" Bra cried out. "Yeah, Miss Bulma, he called me a brat!" Pan yelled. "Yeah mom, let dad blast him!" Trunks tugged at her dress. Bulma began to think....she thought some more...and some more...finally, she looked up. "Excuse me," she walked by the kids and went up to 18. "Could you stand up for a moment?" "Uh...sure" 18 got up from her chair and stepped away.
Bulma proceeded to pull the table away from Vegeta and Yamcha, not wanting it to get damaged. "Ok, continue," Bulma began to walk away to seat in her seat. "BULMA! What are you doing?!?" Bulma turned her head at him sharply. "You deserve to get beaten up you punk! You've got some nerve coming over my house, starting arguments and things! And my son is no FREAK, so by all means, Vegeta, kick his @$$!!! Bye Yamcha-chan," Bulma calmly walked over to her seat and sat down.
`Uh-oh!' Yamcha began to sweat. "You heard that human? Your mine!" Vegeta clenched his fist, ready to knock Yamcha into a wall. "Uh, c-can we ta-talk about th-this?" Yamcha stuttered. "No," Vegeta's fist went straight for Yamcha's nose but he stopped abruptly.
He turned to Bra. "Close your eyes, princess, this won't be pretty," "Okay," Bra put her hands over her eyes. Once she couldn't see, Vegeta slammed his fist straight into Yamcha's nose. He went flying across the yard. "You can open your eyes now," He said to Bra.
She opened her eyes. "Where is he?" she looked around. "Down the street and still going," 18 said. "Nice hit," Goten said. "I know," Vegeta agreed. 18 pulled the table back in its place and sat down. "Uh...Trunks, let's make sure not to get on his bad side," Goten went behind Trunks. "Wait, he's about to hit someone...I think it's...Piccolo?!" 18 exclaimed.
As if on cue, they all heard a deep yell of agony. "Uh oh, Piccolo's going to be mad," Krillin ooooed. "Who just knocked this idiot into me?!?!?" Piccolo came up shouting while dragging Yamcha behind him. "I did. He deserved the hit Namek! It isn't my fault that you happened to be in the way," Vegeta crossed his arms.
Piccolo growled, but didn't say anything. "Piccolo! Hey!" Gohan came out the house. As he was walking, he accidentally ran into Yamcha, who was on his knees, catching his breath and wiping off blood. "Oh, I see you hit him, Vegeta," "Hmpf," Vegeta sat down. "I'm gonna get you back Vegeta!" Yamcha stumbled to his feet. "I'm sure you will,"
"Wow, did you see that, Vegeta sure knocked him straight!" Oolong laughed. "That's not funny, Oolong!" Puar frowned. "Hey, don't get mad at me, he deserved it!" "Well, everyone is here except 17," Bulma said. "Actually, I am here," 17 landed lightly on the grass beside Yamcha and Gohan. "Oh...ok," 17 looked down at Yamcha. "What happened to him?"
"Vegeta," Piccolo said. "Enough said," Pan, Bra and Marron squealed. "Isn't he cut Vegeta Ojisan?!" Pan grabbed his shirt and shook him. "Yeah daddy, he's really cute!" Bra climbed down off the table. "That's my Uncle 17!" Marron said. "Let's go over!" Bra suggested. "Ok!" Pan ran over to Bra. They ran over to Seventeen. "I don't know what's with these humans and their hormones, their human side is taking them over!" Vegeta looked in disgust. "I know! Toddlers chasing after men!"
"Hi Mr. 17!" Pan and Bra greeted. Gohan smiled, `Isn't that cute?' "Well hello, pretty ladies, what are your names?" 17 gave a warm smile; he always was the smooth talker. He knew the girls liked him so he decided to play along with their flirting. The Bra's cheeks turned red as she giggled, Pan's tail turned a pinkish-red(means she blushing or she's shy at the moment). "17 is so stupid, he thinks he's so cool!" 18 laughed.
"My name is Pan" "And I'm Bra" "Nice to meet you," 17 walked pass them to go sit with 18. Bra and Pan sighed happily, "He's so cute!" Pan exclaimed. "You are such a dork!" 18 hit 17 in the head. "Hey, there just kids, 18, I wasn't going to tell them to buzz off! After all, I do know how to handle females," 17 smirked.
"Whatever!" 18 hmpfed. Vegeta rolled his eyes. "Who's he dad?" Trunks asked. "The other android," "Seventeen's the name," "Whatever..." "Here's the food!" Videl and Mrs. Briefs came out with a tray each that held at least 10 plates. "Could you get the rest, Gohan?" Bunny gave him a little kiss on the cheek. "Sure Mrs. Briefs!" Gohan went to get the rest of the plates.
"Here you go!" Mrs. Briefs went to Vegeta's table first, after all, Vegeta IS her favorite. "One for you, and you, and you," She handed out the plates. She stopped and looked at 17. "Now, who is this handsome young man?" "Uh...I'm Seventeen," He backed his head away a little from Mrs. Briefs'. "Oh, the other android! Well it's nice to see you aren't trying to blow up Earth, bye!" she skipped over to the next table, somehow managing to balance the plates at the same time.
"Is that your mother?!" 17 cracked up. "Mother-in-law!" Vegeta growled.
Well, that's the end of the 2^nd chapter. Again, I'm sorry it took so long but I've had a busy week and I've been getting to many ideas for this chapter and future ones clotted up in my brain. In the next chapter, they work out a plan. I know I said they'd do It this chapter but I really meant that they'd just all show up, sorry. Peace out!
Hey ppl! This is the 2^nd chapter! Sorry that I've been absent for a few days but I kept getting ideas for this chapter so it's taken me a while to figure out what I'll write and won't write. In this chapter, the Z crew had a little reunion/meeting for bringing back Kakkarot type thingy. As always, enjoy!
The Meeting
"The food is all ready Bulma-chan!" Mrs. Briefs poked her head out of the front door to tell Bulma. "K mom!" Bulma shouted back from the chair she was sitting in that was on the sidewalk in front of their house. She had her legs crossed. She tapped her foot, eager for the others arrival.
Bulma noticed she saw something by the tree when she turned around, it looked familiar. "Vegeta?" Bulma turned back around to see her husband sitting under the shade of a tree with their two children. "I didn't know he was right there," Bulma said to herself as she looked at him.
Vegeta was sitting down, leaning against the tree. His feet were crossed as were his arms. He had a somewhat content look on his face. He wasn't frowning, smirking, smiling, just content. His eyes were closed, hair blowing in the wind. Trunks was arguing with Bra about her not wanting to fight and kill `bad guys' when she grows up.
"What do you have against fighting?!" Trunks continued, "Dont you want to be able to blow people up and stuff?!" "No!" Bra spat out. "Well...how are you going to defend yourself?! What if somebody bullies you when you start school?!" Trunks asked crossing his arms and smirking. He thought he had won the fight.
Bra thought for a minute, then she spoke, "I will just tell my daddy!" She said in triumph, "If someone messes with me, I'll tell my daddy and he'll go beat them up! Wont you, daddy?" she gave him a sweet smile. Vegeta opened his eyes. "That's right! I'll go kick their sorry-"
"Vegeta! Stop cussing in front of our children for Pete's sake, they will pick up the habit!" Bulma yelled at him. "Fine onna!" "Bulma! Bulma! My...name...is...BULMA!!!!!!!" "Whatever..." He rolled his eyes at her. "Don't yell at daddy, mama!" she crawled into his lap and gave him a huggy pooh.
"Don't yell at mom, Bra!" Trunks glared at her. "Why thank you Trunks" Bulma turned back around to face the street. Trunks stuck his tongue out at Bra.
Bra hmpfed, "Mama's boy!" Trunks got mad. "Daddy's girl!" he blurted. "WHAT?!?!?" Vegeta gave Trunks the most terrifying, gruesome, horrible look he had EVER seen in his ENTIRE life. "Oops! Did I say daddy's girl? I didn't mean that! Trunks had a look of horror on his face, `I'm dead now!'
"Oh really? Then what DID you mean?" Vegeta narrowed his eyes. "Umm....something else...." Trunks scratched the back of his head. Bra was snickering. Bulma tried to hold back a giggle, `Vegeta is so mean, scaring him up like that!' She thought though she had to admit, it was funny.
"And what is `something else' exactly?" Vegeta raised an eyebrow. "Ummm...something else besides what I said, he he" Trunks stood up shaking, `He takes one move and I'm outta here!'
"Don't play with me, boy!" Vegeta yelled. "I'm not!" Trunks waved his hands. "Who are you yelling at, don't make me get up!" "I wasn't yelling! Oops, I mean I wasn't yelling" Trunks whispered the last part.
"Stop sucking up, my son is no punk!" "Yes sir!" Trunks stood up straight. "Your still sucking up!" "Uhh...fine then, man!" "What?!? How dare you disrespect me! That's it, your mine! Excuse me princess," Vegeta sat Bra down on the grass and stood up.
"You told me to stop sucking up!" "Don't talk back!" Trunks backed up as Vegeta walked forward. "You can make this a lot easier on you if you just hold still," Vegeta seemed to be mad but he was actually laughing his head off inside.
"Dad, I'm your son...I'm a weak human, you wouldn't hit a weak human, would you?!" Trunks started to back up toward his mother. "As a matter of fact....I would! And you are only a half-breed anyway!"
"L...look, don't force me to hurt you! I can turn super saiyan 2, 3, 4 even! It wont be pretty!" Vegeta stopped. "Oh, you can? Well...let us see!" Vegeta charged at him head on.
"MMMMMMMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Trunks darted into his mother's lap. Bulma was laughing. Vegeta stopped and cocked an eyebrow, "I could have sworn you said you could beat me,"
"I..I can, I...just don't feel like it." "Why not?" "Vegeta, stop messing with my baby," Bulma gave Trunks a kiss on the cheek. "You're making him soft, onna!" "No, I'm only making his `human' side soft," Vegeta rolled his eyes. Bra was dieing of laughter. "MMMMOOOOOOOOOMMMMMM!!" Bra mimicked. "Shut up!" Trunks yelled at her.
"Is that Capsule Corps, Krillin?" 18 looked ahead to see a huge compound with many attachment buildings. "Yep, that's it. I wonder if anything new has happened over here this past year," Krillin got ready to land. "I can't wait to see Bulma!" Master Roshi rubbed his hands together. Krillin rolled his eyes.
"Do you...think they will like me there, I did try to kill ya'll once?" 18 looked with concern in her eyes at Krillin. "They most likely will. You haven't tried to kill us lately, and we got married and had a daughter, I'm sure they'll let you pass. Bulma, especially, should let you in, she married someone who used to kill too!"
"What? Who?" 18 asked, interested. "Guess," Krillin winked. "Tell me daddy! I want to know!" Marron wiggled in her mother's arms. "Let her guess, sweetheart," "Oooo know, I know!" Roshi raised his hand. "Quiet, old man!"
"Let me see," 18 started, "There are three choices; Vegeta, Yamcha, and Piccolo. She definitely wouldn't marry Piccolo he's asexual anyway! Yamcha didn't actually KILL people he just robbed them blind. Vegeta, on the other hand, used to kill for a living...it's got to be Vegeta!" "Ding, ding, ding!" Krillin exclaimed.
"But....Vegeta? I never thought he would settle down!" 18 laughed. "You remember that purple-haired boy?" Krillin asked. "Yeah, Trunks, wasn't it?" "Yeah, well, that's his son, 20 years into the future. Him and Bulma had this time's Trunks during that 3 years we were preparing for ya'll," he explained.
"Really?!? Gosh, I always wondered why he looked so much like Vegeta! I thought Vegeta hated that kid!" "He's pretty good at hiding his true feelings. Here we are, make a good impression!" They began to descend.
"Hey, someone's coming! It looks like...Krillin! Hey!!!!" Bulma waved her hands in the air. "What are you so excited about?!" Vegeta crossed his arms. "Well, unlike you, I am happy to see MY friends after not seeing them for a whole year!"
"Is...that the android?!?" Vegeta's eyes widened. "Hey guys, what's happening?" Krillin landed in front of Bulma, setting Roshi down on his feet. "Hi Krillin, Master Roshi!" "Hi Bulma, give me a kiss!" Roshi went to give her a big kiss on the lips. He stopped when he heard a growl from behind Bulma.
He looked around Bulma to see a pretty p.oed Vegeta. "I wouldn't do that!" Vegeta warned him. "He he, just...kidding." Roshi backed off. Krillin snickered, "Told you," "Be Quiet!" Roshi whispered loudly.
`Serves that old man right!' Bulma thought. "Anyway...hello, um....you two, and your names?" Bulma gave the woman holding the little girl a puzzled look. "I'm 18, and this is Marron, my daughter," "Hi!" Marron greeted. "18? You're an android, aren't you?" Bulma suspected.
"Yes...I am," "18 and I got married," Krillin added. "What?!?" Vegeta and Bulma said in unison. "Uhh...yeah, and 17 should be coming too. So is her being here ok with you guys?" Krillin smiled. "Well...it's ok with me. Vegeta?" Bulma turned to face him.
Vegeta walked around 18, eyeing her suspiciously. Then, he faced her. "You're ugly," he stated. "Not as ugly as you," 18 countered. Vegeta smirked, "She can stay," Bulma rolled her eyes, `I should have known he'd do something stupid like that!' "Don' try anything funny though, I won't hesitate to blow you to the next dimension ten times over!" He walked away.
"Thanks for the warning," 18 snorted. Trunks and Bra came walking out the house with their grandmother. "Krillin, Master Roshi! How are you two?" . Bunny skipped over to them. And who is this beautiful young woman with that sweet little baby?" 18 blushed. "Hello, I'm Bulma and Veggie-chan's mother, and you two?" she gave Marron a pat on the head. "...I'm 18 and this is Marron," she sat Marron down onto her feet. "Oh, you're the android, well it's nice to see you've decided to be on our side!"
"We got married," Krillin said. "Oh, isn't that nice?! You two make a good couple!" 18 snuck over to Vegeta and whispered, "Do you REALLY claim her as your mother-in-law?!" "H#ll no! The woman's crazy!"
"Dad, who are they?" Trunks asked. Marron spotted Trunks. `He's pretty cute!(Let's just say these Z girls get crushes at VERY early ages!)' Marron straightened out her dress and walked over to him. "This is that andr-" Vegeta was cut off. "I'm Marron, and that's my mommy, 18, who are you?" Marron batted her eyes.
Bulma gave a smile. "I'm. uh...Trunks, and that's my sis, Bra," Trunks pointed. "I like your eyes," Marron got closer. "That's...nice," Trunks backed up a bit. Vegeta huffed. `Isn't that cute?' Bulma asked telepathically to Vegeta. `I don't find anything `cute', especially this girl hitting on my son! He can't start getting bonded to weak humans, he has to bond with that brat! She'll screw it up!'
`If you think us `humans' are so despicable and disgraceful, why did you marry me?!' Bulma put her hands on her hips. `Trust me, I ask myself the same thing everyday, woman!' `Bulma!' `Fine, shut up Bulma!' `AHHH!'
"So, what do you want to do?" Marron asked. "Ummm..." Trunks looked up at his father, eyes pleading for Vegeta to get him out of his situation. "Isn't that Kakkarot's spwan pulling up?" Vegeta spotted the car that was parallel parking in front of Capsule Corps.
"Gohan! Hey!" Krillin shouted. "Hey Krillin, Master Roshi, ....18?" Gohan cocked an eyebrow. "We got married, that's our daughter, Marron," Krillin explained AGAIN. "Oh. Ok. This is my wife Videl, and our daughter Pan." "Hi," "Say hi Pa...Pan?" Gohan looked around.
"You looking for this demon child that's attached to my leg?" Vegeta looked down. "Oh, sorry `bout that, Vegeta, you know she's quite `attached' to you," "He he he, funny,"
"Hi Uncle Vegeta!" Pan gave him a pretty smile. "Uncle?" Krillin whispered to Bulma. She gave a low giggle. "Uncle?!? Ha!!" 18 busted out laughing. "Shut up, android!" Vegeta yelled. "Ok, `Uncle' Vegeta!" Vegeta glared.
"You see that brat?" "So? Hi Bra! Who are you?" Pan noticed a blond headed girl. "I'm Marron," "Oh...hi. Hi Trunks...I guess," Pan said, bored. "Whatever," Trunks muttered back.
Marron came up to Pan and whispered in her ear. "Do you know him?! Isn't he cute?! Do you think he likes me?!" "Yes, no, and no," Pan answered. "You're just jealous!" Marron frowned. "You wish I was! I don't like that...THING over there! No offense, Trunks," she gave him a fake smile.
"I am not a...THING, thank you very much! You freak of nature!" Trunks shot back. "Don't start with me, Trunks Vegeta Briefs!" "I hate it when you say my whole name!" "Good!!!!" Pan's tail was turning a bright red and it was swaying wildly through the air. "Oh, here we go again!" Gohan slapped his forehead. Videl sighed.
"That's why you're ugly!" Trunks shouted, getting in her face. "I am NOT UGLY!!!! I look WAY better than you, bastard!" "Pan!!" Videl frowned. "Ha! That's why you got in trouble!" I should blow you're sorry-" Pan looked at her mother, "You know what to the next dimension!"
"You wish, ape!" "Hey, I like my tail!!! You're just mad cause you don't have one!" "My mom with that green goo crap on her face looks better than you!" Vegeta started laughing. "Shut up, Vegeta! Trunks!" Bulma tapped her foot angrily.
"Sorry mom," Trunks apologized. "Why you!!!" Pan pounced on him. "Ouch," Trunks yelped, hitting the ground. The began rolling all over the ground, trying to pin one another down. "Do they...always do this?" 18 asked, looking at the scene.
"You wouldn't believe," Videl shook her head. "So in love at such young ages," Mrs. Briefs said. "You call that love?! They want to kill each other!" Gohan exclaimed. "Mommy, she hurting Trunks!" Marron fumed. " How can I marry him if he's dead?!?" Vegeta gave 18 a look saying `that brat is not marrying my kid!' look.
18 sighed, "Marron, aren't you a little young to be thinking about marriage?" "No," she simply said. "Will you two stop?!?" Bulma finally yelled. Pan and Trunks stopped in their current position. They were both on their sides, ready to flip the other on the back.
"But moooooooommmm!" Trunks whined, "She started it!" "I did not!" "SHUT UP!!" Bulma screamed. Everyone came to a stop and turned to Bulma. "Now," she said in a calm voice, "Let's go on to the back, follow me,"
10 minuets later.....
"Hey Bulma-chan!" Chi Chi waved. "Hey Trunks!" Goten ran over to Trunks, who was playing around with the other `Z' kids by his dad. "Gohan! Hey bro!" "Hey Goten!" Gohan said from the table. Vegeta, Krillin, 18, and himself were seated at the table.
"Hi Gohan!" Chi Chi ran over and gave her baby a big kiss on the cheek. "How's my little baby?" "Moooom, your embarrassing!" "Oh, Gohan!" she gave him a slap on the head.
"Hi Vegeta," she waited for Vegeta's response. `I wonder whether I'll get a `hmpf' or a `huff' this time' she wondered. Vegeta studied her a minute. "Hmpf," he responded. `I got a hmpf' she thought.
"Hi...who are you?" "This is 18. She's an android, we got married and that's our blond over there." Krillin pointed out.
"Oh...k," Chi Chi shrugged. "Hi Pan," Goten gave Pan a hug. "Hi Goten," "Who's that?" "That's Marron, she's Krillin's," Bra said.
"So....anything new?" Krillin attempted to start a conversation with Vegeta and Gohan. "Well...report cards go out Monday," Gohan said. "Your still in school?" Krillin asked. "No, I'm a teacher. I like my job," "I don't see what's so d$mn enjoyable about being around a bunch of loud, idiotic, reckless brat for half of your day," Vegeta added his 2 cents.
"They aren't idiotic....reckless and loud maybe, but not idiotic. They're just kids anyway, they don't know any better," Gohan defended. "Let me teach `em for a day, I bet they won't be loud and reckless anymore, at least not in my presence!" Vegeta smirked.
"I don't know if letting you teach them is a good idea. Half the class might be at a bus stop in the next dimension about the time I get back," Gohan laughed. "Got that right," Krillin agreed.
"And there's something wrong with that?" Vegeta looked at Gohan. "Vegeta, you can't just go around blasting people because they get on your nerves." "And why not?" 18 asked.
"That's the best way to stop them from doing it," Vegeta slumped back in his chair. "Anyway...I wonder where Piccolo is," Gohan looked up into the sky.
"Well, he should be coming," Krillin said. "Hey, isn't that Yamcha with those animals up there?" 18 pointed up a little off in the distance.
Vegeta growled. Yamcha wasn't exactly his best friend...not that anybody WAS, but Yamcha, he just doesn't like Yamcha at all! He and Yamcha never really did get along, especially for two reasons: One, Yamcha still held a grudge over him getting killed by Vegeta's saiyamen. Two, because they were both attracted to the same woman.
"Hey!" Yamcha landed by Bulma and chic hi. Puar and oolong flew over to Master Roshi, who was sitting at a table alone. Oolong didn't fly, he just walked but anyway. "Hi Yamcha," Bulma said. "How are you?" Chi Chi asked.
"Oh, I'm fine. I'm gonna go talk to the others, I'll see ya'll later," "O.k." Bulma watched him walk away. As soon as he was out of hearing range, she said, "I can't stand him, he's just going over there so he can get Vegeta all started up so when Vegeta pounds him into the ground, it'll make Vegeta look like the bad guy!" "Yeah, you know he's just jealous of Vegeta because he has you," Chi Chi crossed her legs.
Chi Chi and Bulma were sitting at a table. Videl and Bunny were sitting there, but Videl went with Bunny to go help her fix the plates so when they were ready to eat, she'd just pass them on out.
"Hey guy...18?!?" Yamcha looked in horror. `Stupid human, I can't stand him!' Vegeta thought angrily. "Eighteen and I got married and had a kid, Gohan got married to this girl, Videl, and had a kid, and Chi Chi has a new son BY Goku, she was pregnant when he went to go fight Cell, anything else you wanna know?" Krillin said quickly.
"Um...which kid is which? I know the freak, but that's about it," Yamcha looked over to the toddlers, getting a glance or two in at Vegeta. Gohan and Krillin sighed, `uh-oh, he's starting!' they thought. `He did NOT just call my son a freak! I'm the only one who does that...except for those brats but they have my permission!' Bulma looked at Vegeta, hearing his thoughts about Yamcha.
"Yamcha knows Vegeta doesn't like people insulting his son like that! He's deserves to get punched out, my son is no freak!" Bulma yelled angrily, though not loud enough for Yamcha to hear. "The one with the tail is Pan, that's Gohan's. The blond one is Marron, the one that looks EXACTLY like Goku is Goten, and the blue haired one is Bra.
"Who's Bra?" Yamcha asked, sounding as if he had just seen the ugliest thing alive. "That's Bulma and Vegeta's new daughter, she's about a year and a half," Gohan answered.
"Ohh....anyway..." Yamcha said, low and unimpressed. Vegeta gave a low growl, `What I would give to break his neck in two!' "So...what's up?" Yamcha said, starting a conversation. "My foot," Vegeta said, mostly to himself. "Your foot?!" Yamcha laughed at him.
"Yep, right up your sorry @$$," 18 busted out laughing...again. "Good one! Ha! I got to use that sometime!" she said between laughs. Vegeta gave a little smirk.
"Funny, funny, Vegeta. To bad all you do IS bark!" Vegeta shot him a glare. 18 stopped laughing and looked wide-eyed at Yamcha. "You know your going to get it for that one!" "D#^n straight!" Vegeta agreed. "I do a lot more than bark HUMAN, I have plenty of sharp teeth that are waiting to chew you up and spit you out!"
Pan heard her Uncle Vegeta arguing with Yamcha and decided to see what was wrong. She walked over to him and tapped him on the leg. "You keep messing with me and I'll- what?!" He gave Pan an evil look that said `get away from me'.
"What's wrong, Uncle Veggie-chan? Is this idiot messing with you?!? I'll get him!" Pan climbed onto the table and stood up, getting close enough to Yamcha's face, red tail slashing around angrily, hair spiking up wildly. "Now you listen...is he human?" Vegeta nodded, `I want to see this!'
Now you listen you human...no offense to anybody else(ahem), don't you mess with my Uncle Vegeta! I won't hesitate to kill you and neither will my Uncle Vegeta! The Prince of Saiyans is NOT to be harassed by some stupid human so you better back off or else!" Pan demanded. "Thanks brat, couldn't have said it better myself,"
Yamcha laughed at her. "You...can kill me?" he looked on in amusement. "I think we need to go over by Bulma," Krillin suggested. Krillin went to go sit by Bulma and Chi Chi and Gohan went to go check on Videl and Bunny until the little episode was over. `I guess I could leave Pan out there, If Yamcha tries anything, Vegeta will surely jump in' Gohan thought. 18 decided to stay and have a front row view.
"Yes, I can kill you...maybe...but that's not the point! I KNOW my Uncle Vegeta can! So you better leave him alone before I'm FORCED to hurt you!" "What's going on over there?" Trunks asked, curiously. "I think your dad's about to blast somebody, let's go see!" Trunks and Goten ran over. "Hey, wait up!" They girls ran after them. They stopped by Vegeta.
Bra climbed up on the table with Pan, "Don't you mess with my daddy!" "You need a bunch of brats to take up for you, Vegeta?" Yamcha gave his own little smirk. That did it, Vegeta shot up and grabbed Yamcha by the collar. "NO ONE calls that brat a brat but me and people I give permission to, you're not on that list! And No one, and I mean NO ONE calls my princess a BRAT!" Everybody looked then.
"Yeah, get him dad!" Trunks cheered. "Yeah Mr. Vegeta, show him who's boss!" Goten hooted. "Get him, Mr. Vegeta!" Marron decided to play along. "Get him, Uncle Vegeta, no one calls me a brat but you!" "Yeah daddy, he hurt my feelings!" Bra sniffed. "You did NOT make my daughter start CRYING!" He shook Yamcha violently. "I-I don't care I-if she's crying!" Yamcha stammered. "This is going to get messy!" Krillin started to back up the opposite way of the fight.
"You better go get a leash to put on Vegeta before something ugly happens," Chi Chi warned. "Why should I?! He's insulting the kids just so he can get on Vegeta's nerves!" "I know Bulma, but we don't want the house getting blown up and Yamcha going through it!" Chi Chi tried to reason. "Fine!" Bulma stomped over to the crowd. "Vegeta, let him go" Bulma sighed, not really wanting let Yamcha off the hook. "Yeah, let me go!" Yamcha added. "Shut up before I change my mind!"
"Why should I let him go?!" Vegeta complained. "Vegeta!" "But mommyyyyyyyyyyy, he hurt my feelings!" Bra cried out. "Yeah, Miss Bulma, he called me a brat!" Pan yelled. "Yeah mom, let dad blast him!" Trunks tugged at her dress. Bulma began to think....she thought some more...and some more...finally, she looked up. "Excuse me," she walked by the kids and went up to 18. "Could you stand up for a moment?" "Uh...sure" 18 got up from her chair and stepped away.
Bulma proceeded to pull the table away from Vegeta and Yamcha, not wanting it to get damaged. "Ok, continue," Bulma began to walk away to seat in her seat. "BULMA! What are you doing?!?" Bulma turned her head at him sharply. "You deserve to get beaten up you punk! You've got some nerve coming over my house, starting arguments and things! And my son is no FREAK, so by all means, Vegeta, kick his @$$!!! Bye Yamcha-chan," Bulma calmly walked over to her seat and sat down.
`Uh-oh!' Yamcha began to sweat. "You heard that human? Your mine!" Vegeta clenched his fist, ready to knock Yamcha into a wall. "Uh, c-can we ta-talk about th-this?" Yamcha stuttered. "No," Vegeta's fist went straight for Yamcha's nose but he stopped abruptly.
He turned to Bra. "Close your eyes, princess, this won't be pretty," "Okay," Bra put her hands over her eyes. Once she couldn't see, Vegeta slammed his fist straight into Yamcha's nose. He went flying across the yard. "You can open your eyes now," He said to Bra.
She opened her eyes. "Where is he?" she looked around. "Down the street and still going," 18 said. "Nice hit," Goten said. "I know," Vegeta agreed. 18 pulled the table back in its place and sat down. "Uh...Trunks, let's make sure not to get on his bad side," Goten went behind Trunks. "Wait, he's about to hit someone...I think it's...Piccolo?!" 18 exclaimed.
As if on cue, they all heard a deep yell of agony. "Uh oh, Piccolo's going to be mad," Krillin ooooed. "Who just knocked this idiot into me?!?!?" Piccolo came up shouting while dragging Yamcha behind him. "I did. He deserved the hit Namek! It isn't my fault that you happened to be in the way," Vegeta crossed his arms.
Piccolo growled, but didn't say anything. "Piccolo! Hey!" Gohan came out the house. As he was walking, he accidentally ran into Yamcha, who was on his knees, catching his breath and wiping off blood. "Oh, I see you hit him, Vegeta," "Hmpf," Vegeta sat down. "I'm gonna get you back Vegeta!" Yamcha stumbled to his feet. "I'm sure you will,"
"Wow, did you see that, Vegeta sure knocked him straight!" Oolong laughed. "That's not funny, Oolong!" Puar frowned. "Hey, don't get mad at me, he deserved it!" "Well, everyone is here except 17," Bulma said. "Actually, I am here," 17 landed lightly on the grass beside Yamcha and Gohan. "Oh...ok," 17 looked down at Yamcha. "What happened to him?"
"Vegeta," Piccolo said. "Enough said," Pan, Bra and Marron squealed. "Isn't he cut Vegeta Ojisan?!" Pan grabbed his shirt and shook him. "Yeah daddy, he's really cute!" Bra climbed down off the table. "That's my Uncle 17!" Marron said. "Let's go over!" Bra suggested. "Ok!" Pan ran over to Bra. They ran over to Seventeen. "I don't know what's with these humans and their hormones, their human side is taking them over!" Vegeta looked in disgust. "I know! Toddlers chasing after men!"
"Hi Mr. 17!" Pan and Bra greeted. Gohan smiled, `Isn't that cute?' "Well hello, pretty ladies, what are your names?" 17 gave a warm smile; he always was the smooth talker. He knew the girls liked him so he decided to play along with their flirting. The Bra's cheeks turned red as she giggled, Pan's tail turned a pinkish-red(means she blushing or she's shy at the moment). "17 is so stupid, he thinks he's so cool!" 18 laughed.
"My name is Pan" "And I'm Bra" "Nice to meet you," 17 walked pass them to go sit with 18. Bra and Pan sighed happily, "He's so cute!" Pan exclaimed. "You are such a dork!" 18 hit 17 in the head. "Hey, there just kids, 18, I wasn't going to tell them to buzz off! After all, I do know how to handle females," 17 smirked.
"Whatever!" 18 hmpfed. Vegeta rolled his eyes. "Who's he dad?" Trunks asked. "The other android," "Seventeen's the name," "Whatever..." "Here's the food!" Videl and Mrs. Briefs came out with a tray each that held at least 10 plates. "Could you get the rest, Gohan?" Bunny gave him a little kiss on the cheek. "Sure Mrs. Briefs!" Gohan went to get the rest of the plates.
"Here you go!" Mrs. Briefs went to Vegeta's table first, after all, Vegeta IS her favorite. "One for you, and you, and you," She handed out the plates. She stopped and looked at 17. "Now, who is this handsome young man?" "Uh...I'm Seventeen," He backed his head away a little from Mrs. Briefs'. "Oh, the other android! Well it's nice to see you aren't trying to blow up Earth, bye!" she skipped over to the next table, somehow managing to balance the plates at the same time.
"Is that your mother?!" 17 cracked up. "Mother-in-law!" Vegeta growled.
Well, that's the end of the 2^nd chapter. Again, I'm sorry it took so long but I've had a busy week and I've been getting to many ideas for this chapter and future ones clotted up in my brain. In the next chapter, they work out a plan. I know I said they'd do It this chapter but I really meant that they'd just all show up, sorry. Peace out!
