Chapter Ten: I Want Candy!
Two days later, Kame House…
"And again, Roshi, why should I do this?" Baba demanded to know, as she rested upon her crystal ball.
"Because you're my favorite sister?" Roshi asked hopefully.
"I'm your only sister," Baba retorted, narrowing her beady eyes at him.
"Well, I can give you a reason," Juuhachigou said wryly, as she leaned against the doorway, with Marron resting against her mother's leg. Marron had been sad and withdrawn for days, and she had spent much of her free time looking wistfully out the windows of Kame House to see if Candy was coming. Each time, she was disappointed.
Juuhachigou ruffled her saddened daughter's fair hair and continued, "Helping your brother get Candy back would help keep your brother from harassing other girls. Think about it, Baba: you've always complained about Roshi's pursuing young girls and driving them crazy. For the first time ever, Roshi has a girl who actually wants him, and if he's busy with her, then other females will be safer."
Baba said thoughtfully, tapping her toe on her crystal ball, "You have a valid point, Juuhachigou. My brother still is and always will be a pervert, but at least if he has someone on a regular basis to fulfill his desires with, then the rest of the female population under thirty-five can sleep better at night. As for Candy, let me check my crystal ball and see where she is at this time…" She hopped off of her ball and landed lightly on her feet, and then she easily carried her crystal ball over to a coffee table and set it down.
As Baba waved her hands over the ball and began chanting some magic words, Roshi hovered about anxiously, hoping that his Candy was doing okay…
Dende's Palace…
Piccolo's cape swept majestically behind him, as he walked along the marble tiles of the palace grounds, as if he were Earth's deity, instead of Dende. Well, technically, he had been, thanks to Kami, who had fused with him. Piccolo had just come back from visiting Gohan at Gohan's university, and he was as fresh and strong as ever, even after a tough sparring match between him and his closest friend.
Dende and Mr. Popo were standing on the edge of the Palace grounds when Piccolo stealthily came up behind them. Had they been ordinary people, Dende and Mr. Popo would have been startled to see the long, dark shadow of the imposing Namek warrior. But since they were Dende and Mr. Popo, Piccolo's surprise appearance did not faze them in the least.
"I just back from sparring with Gohan," Piccolo began without preamble. "He tells me that Roshi's playmate, Candy Apple, has moved out and moved in with Gohan's family. So Chichi finally has someone to help her with the housework besides Gohan when he's home…hmmm. Normally, I don't pay much attention to what that old man does, but I never fully figured learned what came between him and Candy."
Dende smiled. "Candy and Roshi had what humans would call a 'lover's quarrel' that especially concerned Roshi's ogling other girls and viewing pornography. Perhaps this will serve as a wake-up call for our resident pervert. Yet, despite their differences, he and Candy are meant for each other."
Piccolo grumbled, crossing his arms, "I can't imagine what any young woman would see in an old has-been geezer who has nothing better to do these days than eyeball girls young enough to be his great-granddaughters and try to touch them."
Dende looked at him and teased, "It sounds like you're jealous, Piccolo."
Piccolo was horrified at this comment. His eyes bulged out, and his jaw dropped. Dende laughed. "C'mon, Piccolo…I never understood why a handsome, strong fellow such as yourself doesn't try to date."
"Umm, Dende, need I remind you that I am not from this planet and most human females prefer men who are close to their kind, or who at least look human? I'm not exactly what ladies on this planet would call a dream date. And even if I did want to pursue a female, it's not feasible because I don't have time for that sort of thing."
"Piccolo," Dende chuckled. "The world is not in danger at this time. There's no reason why you can't go out with some nice young ladies."
"Oh, really?" Piccolo mocked. He had no intention of seeing any female anytime soon. "And what about you, Dende? When's the last time that you dated?"
Dende blushed. "Umm…well, I've been sort of busy myself-"
"Alright then. Until I see you with a woman, you have no business saying anything to me."
"Yes, sir," Dende said meekly.
Mr. Popo decided to change the subject. "Well, Dende, why don't we see how Candy Apple is doing."
"Since when do you care?" Piccolo wanted to know.
This time it was Mr. Popo's turn to blush. "Well, frankly, Piccolo, I think that she's a very lovely woman…a man's dream, other than that slight jealous streak. She's about as pretty as Flory, and speaking of which, I have to get ready for my date with her."
"Since when do you have a date?" Piccolo wanted to know.
Dende grinned. "Flory's a nice Haitian-American receptionist in her mid-thirties that Mr. Popo had met when he was down on Earth for some cooking supplies. I believe it was in a gourmet shop that they met, and he and Flory had been on a couple of dates. Flory, however, doesn't know yet what Mr. Popo really does or who he really is, but Mr. Popo's never been happier."
"That's right," Mr. Popo said brightly. "And I must hurry up and bathe and ready myself. See you two later!" And with that, he dashed off towards the palace doors. Dende grinned wider and Piccolo sighed.
"Just tell me what Candy and Roshi have been up to," he said wearily.
"Very well," Dende said happily. "Let's just say that if Candy and Roshi make up, Candy won't be returning to Roshi alone."
"What do you mean?" Piccolo demanded to know.
Dende winked. "Well, have you ever heard the phrase, 'the gift that keeps on giving'?"
"Yeah…so?"
Dende chuckled. "Well, Roshi's next birthday will be nine months from now…and let me add that Candy already has a present for him that should arrive just in time to make Roshi's big day one that he'll never forget."
Piccolo's eyes widened. "Are you saying, Dende that Roshi and Candy are going to…" He couldn't get out the last words that he needed.
Dende laughed. "You've got it, Piccolo! I can't wait to see Candy's reaction when she finds out that…"
"I'm PREGNANT?" Candy exclaimed in the doctor's office.
"That's right!" the Son family doctor, Dr. Yingles, said cheerfully. "Congratulations, Miss Apple!"
Candy was shocked, to say the least. She touched her stomach, which was still very flat. She could feel a trace of small ki, but other than that, there was discernible sign that she was with child. She gently rubbed her stomach, allowing the words of the doctor to sink in.
"I can't believe it," she whispered. "I didn't think a man Roshi's age could…well, I just find it so amazing, so shocking…and so scary." She looked at the aged, graying doctor worriedly. "What am I going to do?"
"Do you have an income?" Dr. Yingles inquired.
"Well, I was offered the possibility of a modeling job," Candy replied, "But I don't know if they'll offer me that job still while I'm pregnant. I have to figure out how I'm going to care for this child, and I don't know yet just how I'm going to do it."
"Where is the father, if you don't mind my asking?" Dr. Yingles asked. "Perhaps you should contact him, Miss Apple. The child is his too."
Candy hung her head down. Would Roshi want to be a father? He always said that he loved her, and that he would always stand by her, but would he want to raise their child? Would he even be a good father, or would he just wind up being a poor role model? And would she have to constantly worry about their child getting into his or her father's porn stashes?
"I will have to think this over, Dr. Yingles, thank you."
"You're welcome, Miss Apple. And good luck in whatever you wish to do." He handed her some pamphlets listing names of various services and classes for pregnant women.
Back at Kame House…
"SPLASH!"
"Ahhh! That water is cold!" Roshi cried.
"Well, how else were we supposed to revive you?" Juuhachigou demanded to know after handing Marron the empty water bucket to put back. The blond android had splashed water onto Roshi's face to revive him after he had fainted from the shock that Candy was pregnant.
"Congratulations, Roshi, you're going to be a daddy!" Krillin exclaimed happily.
"Yay! Candy's going to have a baby!" Marron squealed.
Umigame smiled. "Maybe fatherhood will settle Roshi down a bit."
Oolong rolled his eyes. "Another version of Roshi's coming into the world. Like one of him isn't enough!"
Roshi abruptly jumped up and cuffed Oolong. "Listen here, you! You're not going to insult my child! I've got to go find Candy now and do all I can to make up with her!" He grinned giddily. "I can't believe that I'm going to be a daddy! I'm going to be a father, ME! Now let's see, what should I name the coming tyke…how about Bulma for a girl? What do you guys think?"
Everyone fell over backwards, except for Baba. Baba snapped, "Roshi, you moron! Not after Bulma!"
"You're right, Baba," Roshi said happily. "How about after Maron, Krillin's ex-girl?"
"No way," Juuhachigou said, rising from the floor. "I already have my daughter named Marron! How about…hmm…"
The others too began to sit around thinking of baby names, as Roshi began to dance about the room, and as he began dancing, he rushed to a telephone and began dialing the number of what he knew to be Candy's favorite radio station, which was playing her favorite talk-and-music show at this time. Claude Elks was the host, a host who normally played love songs.
"WRLB 98.7. This is Claude speaking. How may I help you?"
"Well, yes," Roshi began. "I need you to do a BIG favor for me, Claudie. You see my girlfriend is knocked-up…err, I mean pregnant, and we're not together right now. I just want to let her know, if she's listening, that I love her. Can you play this song for me, Claude?" He mentioned a song for Claude to dedicate to Candy.
A minute later, after Claude had looked up the song, he said regretfully, "I'm sorry, Mr…err…what was your name again?"
"Roshi. Master Roshi."
"We don't have the song at all that you requested."
"Well, that's alright, Claude. I'll just sing it myself on the air, if you don't mind."
"Umm…well, it's not something that we normally allow…"
"PLEASE!" Roshi suddenly wailed desperately. "I really, really, really, do love her and miss her, and I want to say that I'm sorry for the things that I did and said." He continued plaintively, hoping that Candy was listening right now, "Candy, this is Roshi! I just want you to know that I love you, and that I'm sorry, and that I want to make things right between us. And I'll prove it to you, my love!"
"Candy, if you're listening, I just want to declare for everyone to hear what I'm about to say. You mean more to me than all the porn mags and pretty young things in the world, and if you come back to me, I do so solemnly swear to give up my girlie magazines and ogling pretty girls forever! That's right, Candy, I vow to give up my magazines and flirting with other ladies for good!"
"Um, Mister, that's very touching," Claude began uncomfortably. "But we really don't have time…"
"Please, let me finish!" Roshi insisted. He continued on the phone, "And Candy, my love, I have not one, but two songs, that I wish to sing to you. In fact, I'll began right now…"
"Mister Roshi, please," Claude pleaded. "I really must take other calls…"
But Roshi was oblivious to Claude's pleas. He began to sing in a low, mournful, slightly croaky voice:
I'm sorry, so sorry
That I was such a fool.
I didn't know
Love could be so cruel.
Oh oh oh oh uh-oh oh yes.
You tell me mistakes
Are part of being young...
"Young?" Oolong mocked. "If he's young, then Vegeta is a pansy!"
"Make sure you don't mention that around Vegeta," Krillin told him.
But that don't right
The wrong that's been done.
(I'm sorry) I'm sorry -
(So sorry) So sorry.
Please accept my apology,
But love is blind,
And I was to blind to see.
Oh oh oh oh uh-oh oh yes.
You tell me mistakes
Are part of being young
But that don't right
The wrong that's been done.
Oh oh oh oh uh-oh oh yes.
I'm sorry, so sorry
Please accept my apology
But love was blind,
And I was too blind to see.
(Sorry)
Claude stammered on the air, "Aww…that was very sweet, Mister Roshi, and I hope that this Candy hears you. Well, now let's move on…"
"Wait," Roshi said firmly. "I'm not done yet. I have another song for my love. Ahem, ahem." He coughed for a few moments and then began to sing loudly and boisterously:
I know a girl who's soft and sweet.
She's so fine, she can't be beat.
Got everything that I desire.
Sets the summer sun on fire.
I want Candy, I want Candy!
Go to see her with her hair hung down.
Ain't no finer girl in town.
Candy's just what the doctor ordered.
She's so sweet, she makes my mouth water.
I want Candy, I want Candy!
I want Candy, I want Candy!
I want Candy, I want Candy!
Candy on the beach, there's nothing better.
But I like Candy when it's wrapped in a sweater.
Some day soon I'll make her mine
Then I'll have Candy all the time!
I want Candy, I want Candy!
I want Candy, I want Candy!
"Candy, I love you," Roshi whispered. "And I want to help raise our child."
And quietly, he hung up the phone.
On the way home from the doctor's office, in the Son family car…
"Aw, Mom, has he stopped singing yet?" Goten wailed, as he reluctantly took his hands off of his ears. Candy was sitting besides him in the back seat, and she had been listening intently the entire time to Roshi's singing and talking.
"Yes, finally," Chichi sighed in relief. And then her voice rose, "But how could they know that Candy was pregnant?"
"Yes, how could they, especially Roshi?" Candy asked, puzzled. "I didn't call over there at all."
"Perhaps Baba was there," Goku suggested. He turned around to look at Candy from the front as he drove. "Candy, why don't you give Master Roshi a second chance?"
Candy smiled, and her eyes were misty with tears. "I do miss him," she whispered. "And he may be a porn-ogling, girl-watching pervert, but he's my porn-ogling, girl-watching pervert!"
"That's the spirit!" Goku said brightly, still looking at Candy. He was paying no attention to the road ahead of him until a traffic light came up and Chichi abruptly seized the wheel and pulled the car to a dead stop.
"SCREECH!"
"Goku!" Chichi shouted. "Pay attention to the road! You could have got us all killed!"
Goku looked towards his wife and slumped into his seat. "Sorry, Chichi." He looked out into the traffic. "What have I done? It could have been worse!"
"Yes, it could have!" Chichi scolded her husband sharply. Goku looked more ashamed than ever, and Chichi sighed, deciding to let up on him. "But at least we're safe. Goku, why don't you take us all to Kame House, so that Candy and Roshi can talk."
Goku smiled then. "Sure thing, Chichi! Everyone touch me, and away we will go!"
Chichi, Goten, and Candy touched Goku, and Goku used a free hand to teleport all of them over to Kame House. Shocked and stunned onlookers in traffic watched as the car and the people inside vanished without a trace.
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A/N: Will Roshi and Candy manage to resolve their differences? And what about Lane Pierce's offer for Candy to see his agency about modeling? Will Candy still be able to get a job there, even if she is pregnant? And will Roshi will change his "porn-ogling/girl-watching" ways? Stay tuned!
By the way, I do not own the rights to "I Want Candy" by The Strangeloves, or Brenda Lee's "I'm Sorry". The songs are the property of the artists, the songwriters, and whomever else is involved.
Master Roshi: But I wrote "I Want Candy"! I'm telling you that I did! They just wouldn't let me record it!
Me: Sure you did, Master Roshi.
Two days later, Kame House…
"And again, Roshi, why should I do this?" Baba demanded to know, as she rested upon her crystal ball.
"Because you're my favorite sister?" Roshi asked hopefully.
"I'm your only sister," Baba retorted, narrowing her beady eyes at him.
"Well, I can give you a reason," Juuhachigou said wryly, as she leaned against the doorway, with Marron resting against her mother's leg. Marron had been sad and withdrawn for days, and she had spent much of her free time looking wistfully out the windows of Kame House to see if Candy was coming. Each time, she was disappointed.
Juuhachigou ruffled her saddened daughter's fair hair and continued, "Helping your brother get Candy back would help keep your brother from harassing other girls. Think about it, Baba: you've always complained about Roshi's pursuing young girls and driving them crazy. For the first time ever, Roshi has a girl who actually wants him, and if he's busy with her, then other females will be safer."
Baba said thoughtfully, tapping her toe on her crystal ball, "You have a valid point, Juuhachigou. My brother still is and always will be a pervert, but at least if he has someone on a regular basis to fulfill his desires with, then the rest of the female population under thirty-five can sleep better at night. As for Candy, let me check my crystal ball and see where she is at this time…" She hopped off of her ball and landed lightly on her feet, and then she easily carried her crystal ball over to a coffee table and set it down.
As Baba waved her hands over the ball and began chanting some magic words, Roshi hovered about anxiously, hoping that his Candy was doing okay…
Dende's Palace…
Piccolo's cape swept majestically behind him, as he walked along the marble tiles of the palace grounds, as if he were Earth's deity, instead of Dende. Well, technically, he had been, thanks to Kami, who had fused with him. Piccolo had just come back from visiting Gohan at Gohan's university, and he was as fresh and strong as ever, even after a tough sparring match between him and his closest friend.
Dende and Mr. Popo were standing on the edge of the Palace grounds when Piccolo stealthily came up behind them. Had they been ordinary people, Dende and Mr. Popo would have been startled to see the long, dark shadow of the imposing Namek warrior. But since they were Dende and Mr. Popo, Piccolo's surprise appearance did not faze them in the least.
"I just back from sparring with Gohan," Piccolo began without preamble. "He tells me that Roshi's playmate, Candy Apple, has moved out and moved in with Gohan's family. So Chichi finally has someone to help her with the housework besides Gohan when he's home…hmmm. Normally, I don't pay much attention to what that old man does, but I never fully figured learned what came between him and Candy."
Dende smiled. "Candy and Roshi had what humans would call a 'lover's quarrel' that especially concerned Roshi's ogling other girls and viewing pornography. Perhaps this will serve as a wake-up call for our resident pervert. Yet, despite their differences, he and Candy are meant for each other."
Piccolo grumbled, crossing his arms, "I can't imagine what any young woman would see in an old has-been geezer who has nothing better to do these days than eyeball girls young enough to be his great-granddaughters and try to touch them."
Dende looked at him and teased, "It sounds like you're jealous, Piccolo."
Piccolo was horrified at this comment. His eyes bulged out, and his jaw dropped. Dende laughed. "C'mon, Piccolo…I never understood why a handsome, strong fellow such as yourself doesn't try to date."
"Umm, Dende, need I remind you that I am not from this planet and most human females prefer men who are close to their kind, or who at least look human? I'm not exactly what ladies on this planet would call a dream date. And even if I did want to pursue a female, it's not feasible because I don't have time for that sort of thing."
"Piccolo," Dende chuckled. "The world is not in danger at this time. There's no reason why you can't go out with some nice young ladies."
"Oh, really?" Piccolo mocked. He had no intention of seeing any female anytime soon. "And what about you, Dende? When's the last time that you dated?"
Dende blushed. "Umm…well, I've been sort of busy myself-"
"Alright then. Until I see you with a woman, you have no business saying anything to me."
"Yes, sir," Dende said meekly.
Mr. Popo decided to change the subject. "Well, Dende, why don't we see how Candy Apple is doing."
"Since when do you care?" Piccolo wanted to know.
This time it was Mr. Popo's turn to blush. "Well, frankly, Piccolo, I think that she's a very lovely woman…a man's dream, other than that slight jealous streak. She's about as pretty as Flory, and speaking of which, I have to get ready for my date with her."
"Since when do you have a date?" Piccolo wanted to know.
Dende grinned. "Flory's a nice Haitian-American receptionist in her mid-thirties that Mr. Popo had met when he was down on Earth for some cooking supplies. I believe it was in a gourmet shop that they met, and he and Flory had been on a couple of dates. Flory, however, doesn't know yet what Mr. Popo really does or who he really is, but Mr. Popo's never been happier."
"That's right," Mr. Popo said brightly. "And I must hurry up and bathe and ready myself. See you two later!" And with that, he dashed off towards the palace doors. Dende grinned wider and Piccolo sighed.
"Just tell me what Candy and Roshi have been up to," he said wearily.
"Very well," Dende said happily. "Let's just say that if Candy and Roshi make up, Candy won't be returning to Roshi alone."
"What do you mean?" Piccolo demanded to know.
Dende winked. "Well, have you ever heard the phrase, 'the gift that keeps on giving'?"
"Yeah…so?"
Dende chuckled. "Well, Roshi's next birthday will be nine months from now…and let me add that Candy already has a present for him that should arrive just in time to make Roshi's big day one that he'll never forget."
Piccolo's eyes widened. "Are you saying, Dende that Roshi and Candy are going to…" He couldn't get out the last words that he needed.
Dende laughed. "You've got it, Piccolo! I can't wait to see Candy's reaction when she finds out that…"
"I'm PREGNANT?" Candy exclaimed in the doctor's office.
"That's right!" the Son family doctor, Dr. Yingles, said cheerfully. "Congratulations, Miss Apple!"
Candy was shocked, to say the least. She touched her stomach, which was still very flat. She could feel a trace of small ki, but other than that, there was discernible sign that she was with child. She gently rubbed her stomach, allowing the words of the doctor to sink in.
"I can't believe it," she whispered. "I didn't think a man Roshi's age could…well, I just find it so amazing, so shocking…and so scary." She looked at the aged, graying doctor worriedly. "What am I going to do?"
"Do you have an income?" Dr. Yingles inquired.
"Well, I was offered the possibility of a modeling job," Candy replied, "But I don't know if they'll offer me that job still while I'm pregnant. I have to figure out how I'm going to care for this child, and I don't know yet just how I'm going to do it."
"Where is the father, if you don't mind my asking?" Dr. Yingles asked. "Perhaps you should contact him, Miss Apple. The child is his too."
Candy hung her head down. Would Roshi want to be a father? He always said that he loved her, and that he would always stand by her, but would he want to raise their child? Would he even be a good father, or would he just wind up being a poor role model? And would she have to constantly worry about their child getting into his or her father's porn stashes?
"I will have to think this over, Dr. Yingles, thank you."
"You're welcome, Miss Apple. And good luck in whatever you wish to do." He handed her some pamphlets listing names of various services and classes for pregnant women.
Back at Kame House…
"SPLASH!"
"Ahhh! That water is cold!" Roshi cried.
"Well, how else were we supposed to revive you?" Juuhachigou demanded to know after handing Marron the empty water bucket to put back. The blond android had splashed water onto Roshi's face to revive him after he had fainted from the shock that Candy was pregnant.
"Congratulations, Roshi, you're going to be a daddy!" Krillin exclaimed happily.
"Yay! Candy's going to have a baby!" Marron squealed.
Umigame smiled. "Maybe fatherhood will settle Roshi down a bit."
Oolong rolled his eyes. "Another version of Roshi's coming into the world. Like one of him isn't enough!"
Roshi abruptly jumped up and cuffed Oolong. "Listen here, you! You're not going to insult my child! I've got to go find Candy now and do all I can to make up with her!" He grinned giddily. "I can't believe that I'm going to be a daddy! I'm going to be a father, ME! Now let's see, what should I name the coming tyke…how about Bulma for a girl? What do you guys think?"
Everyone fell over backwards, except for Baba. Baba snapped, "Roshi, you moron! Not after Bulma!"
"You're right, Baba," Roshi said happily. "How about after Maron, Krillin's ex-girl?"
"No way," Juuhachigou said, rising from the floor. "I already have my daughter named Marron! How about…hmm…"
The others too began to sit around thinking of baby names, as Roshi began to dance about the room, and as he began dancing, he rushed to a telephone and began dialing the number of what he knew to be Candy's favorite radio station, which was playing her favorite talk-and-music show at this time. Claude Elks was the host, a host who normally played love songs.
"WRLB 98.7. This is Claude speaking. How may I help you?"
"Well, yes," Roshi began. "I need you to do a BIG favor for me, Claudie. You see my girlfriend is knocked-up…err, I mean pregnant, and we're not together right now. I just want to let her know, if she's listening, that I love her. Can you play this song for me, Claude?" He mentioned a song for Claude to dedicate to Candy.
A minute later, after Claude had looked up the song, he said regretfully, "I'm sorry, Mr…err…what was your name again?"
"Roshi. Master Roshi."
"We don't have the song at all that you requested."
"Well, that's alright, Claude. I'll just sing it myself on the air, if you don't mind."
"Umm…well, it's not something that we normally allow…"
"PLEASE!" Roshi suddenly wailed desperately. "I really, really, really, do love her and miss her, and I want to say that I'm sorry for the things that I did and said." He continued plaintively, hoping that Candy was listening right now, "Candy, this is Roshi! I just want you to know that I love you, and that I'm sorry, and that I want to make things right between us. And I'll prove it to you, my love!"
"Candy, if you're listening, I just want to declare for everyone to hear what I'm about to say. You mean more to me than all the porn mags and pretty young things in the world, and if you come back to me, I do so solemnly swear to give up my girlie magazines and ogling pretty girls forever! That's right, Candy, I vow to give up my magazines and flirting with other ladies for good!"
"Um, Mister, that's very touching," Claude began uncomfortably. "But we really don't have time…"
"Please, let me finish!" Roshi insisted. He continued on the phone, "And Candy, my love, I have not one, but two songs, that I wish to sing to you. In fact, I'll began right now…"
"Mister Roshi, please," Claude pleaded. "I really must take other calls…"
But Roshi was oblivious to Claude's pleas. He began to sing in a low, mournful, slightly croaky voice:
I'm sorry, so sorry
That I was such a fool.
I didn't know
Love could be so cruel.
Oh oh oh oh uh-oh oh yes.
You tell me mistakes
Are part of being young...
"Young?" Oolong mocked. "If he's young, then Vegeta is a pansy!"
"Make sure you don't mention that around Vegeta," Krillin told him.
But that don't right
The wrong that's been done.
(I'm sorry) I'm sorry -
(So sorry) So sorry.
Please accept my apology,
But love is blind,
And I was to blind to see.
Oh oh oh oh uh-oh oh yes.
You tell me mistakes
Are part of being young
But that don't right
The wrong that's been done.
Oh oh oh oh uh-oh oh yes.
I'm sorry, so sorry
Please accept my apology
But love was blind,
And I was too blind to see.
(Sorry)
Claude stammered on the air, "Aww…that was very sweet, Mister Roshi, and I hope that this Candy hears you. Well, now let's move on…"
"Wait," Roshi said firmly. "I'm not done yet. I have another song for my love. Ahem, ahem." He coughed for a few moments and then began to sing loudly and boisterously:
I know a girl who's soft and sweet.
She's so fine, she can't be beat.
Got everything that I desire.
Sets the summer sun on fire.
I want Candy, I want Candy!
Go to see her with her hair hung down.
Ain't no finer girl in town.
Candy's just what the doctor ordered.
She's so sweet, she makes my mouth water.
I want Candy, I want Candy!
I want Candy, I want Candy!
I want Candy, I want Candy!
Candy on the beach, there's nothing better.
But I like Candy when it's wrapped in a sweater.
Some day soon I'll make her mine
Then I'll have Candy all the time!
I want Candy, I want Candy!
I want Candy, I want Candy!
"Candy, I love you," Roshi whispered. "And I want to help raise our child."
And quietly, he hung up the phone.
On the way home from the doctor's office, in the Son family car…
"Aw, Mom, has he stopped singing yet?" Goten wailed, as he reluctantly took his hands off of his ears. Candy was sitting besides him in the back seat, and she had been listening intently the entire time to Roshi's singing and talking.
"Yes, finally," Chichi sighed in relief. And then her voice rose, "But how could they know that Candy was pregnant?"
"Yes, how could they, especially Roshi?" Candy asked, puzzled. "I didn't call over there at all."
"Perhaps Baba was there," Goku suggested. He turned around to look at Candy from the front as he drove. "Candy, why don't you give Master Roshi a second chance?"
Candy smiled, and her eyes were misty with tears. "I do miss him," she whispered. "And he may be a porn-ogling, girl-watching pervert, but he's my porn-ogling, girl-watching pervert!"
"That's the spirit!" Goku said brightly, still looking at Candy. He was paying no attention to the road ahead of him until a traffic light came up and Chichi abruptly seized the wheel and pulled the car to a dead stop.
"SCREECH!"
"Goku!" Chichi shouted. "Pay attention to the road! You could have got us all killed!"
Goku looked towards his wife and slumped into his seat. "Sorry, Chichi." He looked out into the traffic. "What have I done? It could have been worse!"
"Yes, it could have!" Chichi scolded her husband sharply. Goku looked more ashamed than ever, and Chichi sighed, deciding to let up on him. "But at least we're safe. Goku, why don't you take us all to Kame House, so that Candy and Roshi can talk."
Goku smiled then. "Sure thing, Chichi! Everyone touch me, and away we will go!"
Chichi, Goten, and Candy touched Goku, and Goku used a free hand to teleport all of them over to Kame House. Shocked and stunned onlookers in traffic watched as the car and the people inside vanished without a trace.
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A/N: Will Roshi and Candy manage to resolve their differences? And what about Lane Pierce's offer for Candy to see his agency about modeling? Will Candy still be able to get a job there, even if she is pregnant? And will Roshi will change his "porn-ogling/girl-watching" ways? Stay tuned!
By the way, I do not own the rights to "I Want Candy" by The Strangeloves, or Brenda Lee's "I'm Sorry". The songs are the property of the artists, the songwriters, and whomever else is involved.
Master Roshi: But I wrote "I Want Candy"! I'm telling you that I did! They just wouldn't let me record it!
Me: Sure you did, Master Roshi.