A/N: I'mmmmmmmmmmmmmm bbbbbbaaaaaccccccccccckkkkkk!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh yeah! I'm alive- and I'm not sick anymore! So now I'm back at my computer, writing my ass of!!! Super Inspired and Super Hyper!!! **sigh** life is good. It's –27 *Celsius outside- that's –20 for the yanks! On with the story!!!!!!
Maybe this isn't such a good idea… I mean, just because Videl wants him back, it doesn't mean I have to do it… SOME WEAK WOMAN WILL NOT ORDER ME AROUND!!! I'M THE MOST POWERFUL BEING IN THE UNIVERSE! I WILL NOT----- hold on. I'm sounding like Vegeta. Is that a good thing? Nope. Defiantly not. If I start acting like him, I might end up as a short guy with funny hair… Gohan was confused- more then usual. What to do? He still had a while to go before he got to Mr. Satan though, so he had plenty of time to make up his mind. What to do?
"Gohan!" a misty blurry sorta voice said softly. It was Goku. "Listen buddy, I hate that guy too. Do your old man a favor and give him a scare- but don't kill him! That way, you can get him to do whatever you want aaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnndddddddddd still have Videl drool all over you!"
"Are you sure dad?" Gohan asked. He loved his dad but sometimes, his eternal cluelessness had a tendency to screw him over.
"Yup! Do it!" Gohan could practically see his father's dopey grin.
"Oki doki. See ya later dad." Gohan said happily. He flew towards Satan's ki. Once he got there, he found a rather scared looking man falling through the air.
"HELP ME!!! I DON'T WANNA DIE!!!!" Hercule's voice was as slurred as a drunk. Gohan grinned evilly.
"No problem sir. But hang on- I think I've got something in my eye." Gohan smirked as he pulled off his glove and started wiping his eye while he followed Mr. Satan down towards Earth. He could tell that they were pretty far away from Japan. As they came closer to impact, Gohan noticed that they were over a desert with some pretty big buildings. Egypt. Perfect. He thought. Hercule started shrieking as they neared the ground. But seconds before he hit, Gohan grabbed him by his hair. Satan looked down and saw that he was literally two centimeters from the ground. He started crying. A lot. Like a two year old. Like a lost two year old. Like a lost two year old stranded in the jungle. Like a lost two year old stranded in the jungle at Jurassic Park. Like Chichi. Oh god. This guy's totally insane. I wonder if he can tell the difference between a grasshopper and a grassmonkey… probably not. What the hell is a grassmonkey anyways? (A/N: I really don't know. It just sounds cool. Don't you agree?) "Well sir, they're ya go. I guess I should go now…" Gohan declared.
"Noooooooooooo!!! You can't abandon me in the desert! Please! I'll do anything!!!" Hercule cried. Gohan grinned evilly.
"Anything?"
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~Back In Satan City~
Everyone looked up as Gohan flew down with a scared looking Mr. Satan. Gohan pushed him forwards and Hercule mumbled something. "LOUDER!!! WE CAN'T HEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAARRRRRR YOU!!!" he called.
Satan swore under his breath and then started to sing…
"its time for the poooooooooo poo poo song!
with zebras, and lions, and egg foo young! Chicken! and mushroom stomping
Stuart! I know the muffin man,
he doesn't believe in ghosts. is it because you're black? NO, it's because I'm
a cocker spaniel! Maxwell's first off-road golfing experience. and dirty
Mexican refrigerators. savage pop can meal time! narcoleptic Nancy and his
French poodle, pretentious Priscilla!! honorable Oliver enjoys a good smack
once in a while, just to keep his dignified Dorothy to a minimum. were you
aware that no? and not? yot. and that's the end of the poo song! cheers."
Blink blink. Sweatdrop
I couldn't resist! My sister sent that to me and it crack's me up every time!!! Wow, Val actually coming in handy… weird. Just like me. Heh heh heh. Sorry it's taking me longer to post- I'm back at the hell-hole
Oh yeah- I want LOTS of reviews. Or else. Like, if you've read this REVIEW!!
