A/N: In my room. Raining. Eugh. But I'm still in a good mood. After all, this year on Buffy, Spike's even hotter than usual. Check out that hair! Droooool. Anywho, a few people pointed out in the last chapter that I misspelled shirt and put shit instead. Wow, I can crack people up without even trying! Lalala.
Ya Want Fries With That?
It was time for him to drop dead. Gohan, that is. Why? Well, I'll tell you. While he was at the cash register, Gohan had a brief chance to look around. And he did not like what he saw.
There were the usual over-enthusiastic soccer moms, along with her usual troupe of rowdy eight year-old boys. Like always, super-gram was there, along with the friendly old man (red nose, cheeks) and the hoard of high school football players and very blonde (if you know what I mean…) cheerleaders. Also, there was Twink, standing around trying (and failing) to look useful. This was okay. But what was not okay was the fact that every last Z-Fighter was sitting around the room. Vegeta, Bulma, Trunks, Goku, Goten, Chichi, 18, Krillen, Dende, Mr. Popo, Dr. and Mrs. Breifs, Marron, Yaumcha, Tien, Choutzu, Korin, Piccolo, Yajirobe and even 17. They were all there. How sucky is that? Very sucky, that's how.
Goku, being the halfwit that he is, noticed Gohan's notice of them, so he waved and shouted, "Hey Gohan! We've come to watch you grovel for a date with Videl!" This was not supposed to happen. The entire gang was just sitting there laughing at him. Oh brilliant, bloody brilliant. I need to start a hit list. It would be a very long one. With lots of nifty drawings and a whole bunch of spiffy ways to kill people. Yay.
Gohan's thoughts were interrupted when Bulma, Krillen and Chichi approached the counter. "Hey honey!" Bulma exclaimed happily.
"What's up, bro?"
"Ohh! My baby's all grown up! Hmm… I remember what is was like to be in love…" Chichi sighed.
"Err, mom? Aren't you still in love? With dad?"
"Who?" Chichi blinked.
"Dad!"
"Oh! Right. Uh, sure."
Goku, who heard the entire conversation because Claude the Clod's yelling hadn't damaged his hearing, was not a very happy camper. I mean, diner. "Hey! What the hell, Chichi? We're doing great! Come on, tell me you did not enjoy last night…"
"Kakarott! Unless you want your elder brat to be even more traumatized and screwed up than he already is, I suggest you shut up!" Vegeta screamed, causing the soccer mom to stop yelling about 'crushing the opponent and eating their brains'.
"I'm not screwed up!" Gohan objected. Chichi snorted. "I hate you people. Can't you guys ever just butt out?"
"No," Bulma said simply. "Now, I want a coffee."
Gohan mumbled something impolite about 'the evils of second mothers', but he punched in her order anyway and a few seconds later, Bulma's drink appeared. He shoved it into her perfectly manicured hands, took the twenty-dollar bill she gave him and kept the change. But sadly, I am using the Canadian dollar in this scene, so the extra seventeen dollars could probably only get him about 3 bucks American. Happy days. But his bitter thoughts ended when a goddess- a.k.a. Videl walked into the room, looking like an angry banana.
"Hey Gohan! What's up?"
"Oh, hi Videl!"
A tidal wave of whispers hit the Z-crew's tables. Several 'ohhhh! She's cute' and 'Gohan doesn't stand a chance' s were heard. His upper brow twitching, Gohan smiled again at Videl and got back to work. The plan was to ask her out (and succeed) right in front of Erato so he would be supremely jealous and then Gohan would smirk at him like he'd never been smirked at before! This is where Gohan did the Mr. Burns laugh, complete with the tappy finger thing. Words can't describe it, although I just did.
But this is when Erato made his grand entrance. He swept into the store, and announced his presence in a singsong voice. "Fear not, oh hungry ones! For the amazing Erato has arrived. Videl rolled her eyes, which went unnoticed by Gohan, who was far too busy ripping the hem off his lemon colored shirt. Bulma whirled around to look at the guy.
"Ooer! You're cute!"
"Hey!" Vegeta and Gohan exclaimed at the same time while doing synchronized thinking. Women. They're all a bunch of shallow brats…
"Oh man," Goku exclaimed. "Videl's never gonna pick Gohan over this guy!"
"You're not kidding," Krillen laughed.
They're so mean. Why me? Gohan kneeled down on the floor. He was inches from tears.
How could they be so cruel? Vegeta asked himself. And what happened then…? Well… in Z-land they say, that the Prince's small heart grew three sizes that day! And the minute his heart didn't feel quite so tight, he jumped up on a table and shouted, "You're all pathetic! Gohan is in love with Videl! Can't you see that? Why do you torment him? Don't you love him? Well, if you don't, then I do! Gohan! Go get her!"
This was a very kind and thoughtful thing of Vegeta to do. It really was. But there was a slight problem. Videl, along with everyone from Japan, Canada and Australia, learned through Vegeta's touching speech that Gohan kinda, sorta liked the Satan child. And that was not a very good thing, or so Gohan thought.
A very surprised and shocked Videl squeaked, "Gohan! You like me?"
"Err… Uh, whatever gave you that idea?" When in doubt, or in hot water, DENY IT ALL!!!!
"Hahaha! Nerd boy likes the bitch-chick!" Erato teased.
"What? I thought you liked Videl! And were, like in love with her," Gohan howled.
"No way, dude. She hot and all, but I was only pretending to be infatuated with her and all cause I had to do it got get into a fraternity. I won, by the way."
"Oh god."
"That's Dende to you, Mr.!" The young guardian of Earth called. "Don't take my name in vain!"
"But what about all that poetry and crap?" Gohan persisted.
"My pals were feeding 'em to me though that rediculess headset. They got them out of the back of the dictionary."
"Hello? Gohan? I'm still here! Now answer me! DO. YOU. LIKE. ME. OR. NOT?" Videl cried, getting frustrated.
"Heh heh. Yeah."
"Oh."
"…"
"Well then, do you wanna go to the movies or something tonight?" Videl asked, acting unusually cheerful.
"Sure."
"Kay. Pick me up at eight."
"Haha! Gohan's got a girlfriend!" Krillen yelled across the room.
"Shut up or die, short man," Vegeta ordered. But underneath it all, Vegeta was happy that his pal Gohan had won. It was like he was twenty years younger again.
And that was a beautiful thing.
THE END!!!!!
Did everyone here like it? I hope so!!! Please review and request a sequel. I won't write one unless I'm sure that at least THIRTY people want one. That is a large number, but I'm sure-as-hell not going to go through all this effort again for only ten people.
B-CAT: Right now, I'm winning the race, so I officially win. I don't care what you say. I win so hahaha. Sorry for the rudeness there! J Love ya! Bye!!!
