A/N: EEEPPP!!! I'm sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo sorry! I've been swamped with homework, exams and an evil boss who distributes bad hours. Well, no more work anymore- I got hurt! Ouchies. Now I'm typing one handed on my brand new computer! Accident pay or whatever- it really helped my Pentium 4 fund! I'm really really sorry though!

"Errr…." Mr. Satan said dumbly, ":It's a new attack I've been working on!" Hercule stuck a pose. The reporters cheered and began writing furiously. Videl rolled her eyes. Gohan sat for a minute and then began laughing his head off. The villains followed suite. Satan stopped posing. The reporters stopped writing. Videl stopped…erm… rolling her eyes (?). They all stared at Gohan, Cell, Freeza, King Kold and the Ginyu Force.

"Oh…my…GAWD!!!! You're," peels of laughter, "Such a," snorts, "Dumb ass!" Gohan couldn't stop giggling. Actually, "giggle" isn't the right word- more like hyperventilating. The Ginyu Force members were high fiving  each other and King Kold, Freeza and Cell were doing their gay…er…lez titter. After all, only girls wear lipstick!

"What are you laughing at brat?" a voice boomed from the sky. Everyone looked up to see a very short, very angry looking Vegeta. He dropped down onto the ground and took in his surroundings. "Oh, I see," He grumbled, "It's the male cheerleader conference."

"Huh?" Freeze asked.

"HOWCOME I WASN'T INVITED!?!? AREN'T I GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU?!? HONESTLY! I THOUGHT YOU WERE MY FRIEND GOHAN! ALL I EVER WANTED TO BE WAS A CHEERLEADER." Vegeta sobbed, looking extremely upset. He was on the verge of tears.

"Awww… Come 'ere Veggie! It'll be okay!" Gohan piped, holding out his arms. Vegeta burst into tears and ran into the teenager's arms. Gohan mumbled something about skipping therapy. The whole time, Videl was looking dumbfounded.

"Uhh… Gohan? What's going on around here? Who's the Vegetable and how does Cell know your name?"

A/N: dodges flying timbits (ever seen "Talking to Americans"? Apparently we have a national igloo and Woolly Elephants!) I know- it's very short. Sorry. It's just, my arm's killing me! Please don't be angry!