A/N: Lalala. I can't move any muscle in my legs. So stiff from sprinting a total of 2 km yesterday. Eugh. Gurgle…
I just found out I have ADD. Lovely. But that explains a few things…
B-Cat: Yeah, I'm writing to you again. All I can say is you may be winning the war, but it's QUALITY of the reviews- not quantity. So hah.
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"Uh, dad? Go home," Videl moaned. However, our hero did not pay attention to this! Hercule stormed up to his daughter and planted his feet firmly in the ground.
"How dare anyone force you to do this kind of work? I won't have it! Where's your boss?" he demanded. Videl pointed pathetically over in Twink's direction, sighing. Once her father got into one of his moods, we wouldn't shut up until he got his way. Knowing this, she just decided it would be best to get it over with.
"WHAT ON EARTH WERE YOU THINKING!?! MY DAUGHTER IS NOT TO BE A MAID! WHEN SHE GOT THIS JOB, SHE ASSURED ME THAT SHE WOULD BE A CASHIER!"
But, since we all know that Twink is an angry and crazed control freak, he paid no attention to Hercule's rant. "Listen, don't you dare tell me how to run my business! I doubt you have even HALF the brains required to run a fast food joint! Videl THREW an OLD HAG across the gosh-fiddly-darn room!" Actually, Twink was screaming, but capitalizing everything is bad netiquette. I'm so polite. Anyway, the cowering coward quivered under Twink's voice. And large feet. "And now, if you don't mind, it's closing time so GET OUT!!!"
"Egad! I'm leaving, I'm leaving!" the champ grumbled, as he turned on his heel and trudged out, taking the rest of the crowd with him. "But I'll be back tomorrow. Just you wait…"
"Get a job!" Twink yelled after him. Now, naturally, you'd accuse me (Jillian the Bold) of being a hypocrite because at the end of the last chapter, I had Twink say something like 'hark! It's our savior!' and now he's getting pissy in a Flanders way. Well, you see Twink is a very big moron and he admires Hercule just like every blockhead in that universe. But, everyone has these little quirks. Twink's is that he LOVES HIS JOB! Best in the whole world. So, no matter who the hell is dissing it, he goes cranky. Understand? Yes? Good. I am a genius.
Now, because it was closing time, everyone went home, except for Gohan, who had to pick up a few things at the mall so he could execute Operation: Sexy.
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The next day at school, everyone was talking about Gohan, who was looking very spiffy. He had actually combed his hair (good god!) and his frightening little vest was no where to be found. Instead he was looking very hip in his groovy Billy Idol tee-shit and leather pants. Drooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooool. When he walked into class ,everyone turned around to check out his new stuff. Hah. They're buying it! Now, just glide in gracefully, he thought… just as he slipped on a math book and went flying across the room and into the bottom step of the bleachers. Smooth, eh? The entire group of teenagers, being the brats they are, burst out laughing. Err, what now? I know! It's time to pull a Hercule! Gohan jumped up and burst out laughing. "It's a joke! Hahaha," he declared, as crickets sounded in the background.
But then, Erasa helped him out. "Heh! Good one Gohan!" And the rest of the class joined in, because as I said before, they're all a bunch of blockheads. Seriously. Gohan smirked and STRUTTED up to his seat, receiving many cat-calls and romantic sighs. This is the stupidest thing I've ever done. What was I thinking? Listening to Vegeta! Oh well, might as well keep it up. Which is when he winked at a very stunned Videl and glared at Sharpener.
Ohmigod! He's hitting on me! I think. Hmmm… Yeah, he is. Because Videl was such a brave little fighter, she got the nerve to look him in the eye and smile back. A real smile. And those are friggin' rare around this girl.
I love you, Vegeta. You're my best friend. "Hey Videl. What's up?"
"Nothing much. New look?"
"Err, it's laundry day so my mom uh, let me wear my own clothes."
"Oh. Okay."
Gohan smiled at the girl and turned to the teacher, who was now desperately trying to get the attention of her students. "Please, damnit! Can you just listen to me for five minutes??" she wailed. Sucker.
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At work that afternoon, Gohan was very happy with his new best friend. Yessir, Veggie was the coolest guy in the world. The plan was really working!! Vegeta's plan!! Videl was wrapped around his well-muscled finger and Sharpener was too afraid to speak all day. It was better than beating Cell! It was so cool though. Videl was acting quite nice around him, and Gohan didn't think it was because of the clothes. You see, the new look was giving him something he didn't have before. Confidence. An actual trust and belief in himself. Gohan's courage around Videl was upped and such things, and now he could defiantly snag Videl for himself.
Insert evil laugh. But there were just two problems. His uniform. The bee-suit. But it wasn't too big of a deal- after all, Videl was the one in the banana-wear. However, that is only the first problem. The second is the fact that Erato the lady-killer was still here. Gohan knew what he had to do! It was time for action! It was time for suspense! It was time to WIN!!! IT WAS TIME FOR…..
End Chapter 9
A/N: Insert evil laugh.
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