Chapter 13
"NO FIGHTING IN SCHOOL"
Gohan pulled a comforter over Videl's cold dead body after he laid her down in one of the bedrooms. He looked at her still face in sadness as he pushed back her hair.
We will get you back Videl, Gohan closed the curtains and left the room taking one moment to look at her, before closing the door, I promise.
Bulma sat in the living room, nerve-wrecked after seeing Videl dead. It was only when she saw that young girl when she realized that could be her. She wasn't like Goku, if she got shot that would be it. Even if the gang did get the dragonballs she still didn't want to die.
Goku put a hand on her shoulder and she looked up to an encouraging smile, "It's going to be ok Bulma, I'm not going to let her hurt you."
"Yeah, me neither," Yamcha put in as he sat across the table from Bulma.
Goku scowled at him, "And you."
Yamcha grinned nervously, "Yes?"
"How are we so sure you aren't in on this with Chi-chi?" Goku glowered at Yamcha as he paced around him, "You could just be pretending to be on our side, to gain our trust. Then, when we least expect it--" he slammed his fist on the table, making Bulma and Yamcha jump, "--you take us out."
"No I swear!" Yamcha defended himself nervously.
"Yes well," Goku's eyes grew narrower, "I WILL be watching you."
Gohan sat next to his little brother as Goten wrote in his journal.
Goten stopped and hesitated in saying, "I'm...I'm sorry about Videl."
"It's not your fault," Gohan rested his eyes, hoping that he might wake up and find this to be just some weird nightmare.
"In a way," Goten's eyes darkened as he slammed his book shut, "it kind of is..."
"Huh?" Gohan opened one eye curiously, to look at Goten.
"When I was..." Goten started, and then bit his bottom lip, "when we first came here, I wrote a letter to Ma--that iwoman/i stating where we were...it's all my fault Gohan...if I never did that she wouldn't have ever known we were here."
"Don't blame yourself Goten," Gohan replied, "she would've came here anyway."
"Even so," Goten paused, "she wouldn't have expected us to be here, and then we could've taken her out easily."
"It's best not to beat yourself up for something you can't control Goten," Gohan said nonchalantly, "especially not now when you need to alert all your senses to what's going on around you."
Goten looked at Gohan then out the window, "I guess you're right..."
"Why did you leave me Yamcha?" Bulma whispered after Goku went outside to look around the premises.
"C'mon Bulma," Yamcha tipped his empty cup beck and forth, "don't do this.
"It's a simple question Yamcha."
"I don't know," Yamcha answered quickly.
"Yes you do," Bulma persisted, "you just don't want to tell me."
"I was afraid," Yamcha answered.
"Oh what?" Bulma tilted her head puzzled.
He looked at her, "I was afraid that you and I would never progress in our relationship or break it up. I wanted a change, and after meeting Chi-chi after Gohan's birthday--ya know when--" Bulma nodded, "well I thought she could help me get that. One thing led to another--and I guess I just wasn't thinking straight..."
"Wait a minute," Bulma stopped him, with an agitated look on her face, "you were seeing her for THAT LONG?"
"Uhm..." Yamcha blinked rapidly, and then stood up fast nearly knocking over his chair, "I think I should go help Goku, it's a big place..."
Bulma gripped her coffee cup, "but that was YEARS before you left..."
"Yep, I think I should go help," Yamcha cautiously backed out of the kitchen.
"You son of a dollar prostitute!" Bulma threw her mug at Yamcha. He ducked and then turned to run, but once again bumped into Goku.
Goku glared at him, "What did you do now?!"
"Nothing! I did nothing!" Yamcha stumbled backwards to get away from Goku.
"That was over eight years Yamcha!" Bulma shouted, refusing to get off the subject.
"What was over eight years?" Goku blinked.
"His affair with Chi-chi before they finally left," Bulma snapped.
Goku blinked stunned then got really mad as he grabbed Yamcha around the throat and lifted him up, "WHAT?!"
"Can't we just move on with our lives?" Yamcha choked and gagged at the same time.
Goku winced as he looked him in the eye, "You're just lucky Goten can go Super Sayian, cus if I found out he was your doing, you'd be pissing like a woman for the rest of your life."
"Eh heh," Yamcha half smiled uneasily as Goku put him down.
"Anyway," Goku looked to Bulma, "I didn't find anything, I think we should all stay in the living room tonight. I'll take post, then Yamcha, then Gohan if this moron can't stay up long enough."
"Don't do that to Gohan, he's been through so much," Bulma said, "I'll do it."
Goku looked at her uneasily, "I really think Gohan should do it."
"Why because I'm a girl, Goku?" Bulma scowled.
"No, because you fight like one," Goku answered.
Bulma gritted her teeth annoyed, "I'm taking his place Goku, Yamcha you wake me up when you get tired."
"You do that and I'll slit your worthless throat," Goku glared at Yamcha.
"Uhm..."Yamcha looked at Bulma, "sorry Bulma his argument speaks to me more."
"Yeah well," Bulma grabbed a butcher knife, "if violence is how I need to get stuff done around here..."
"Bulma..." Yamcha trail nervously.
"Yamcha," Bulma waved the butcher knife in his face threateningly, "if you wake Gohan instead of me I'll chop off your you-know-what."
Yamcha lost his breathe even thinking about that.
"She puts up a good argument too," he wheezed.
"Fine," Goku snatched the knife from Bulma and put it away, "you can take Gohan's post."
Bulma smiled proudly, "I better get some sleep then."
When she left Goku grabbed Yamcha by the collar, but before he could say anything, Yamcha sighed and said, "yes, yes I know, wake Gohan."
"You guys!" Bulma complained the next morning to the groggy Goku and Yamcha who sat at the kitchen table falling asleep in their coffee, "You LIED!"
"Need...coffee..." Yamcha poured sugar in his coffee right before passing out.
Goku had to fight from nodding off, "chill Bulma. Yamcha stayed up the whole night to keep us both happy."
"Oh," Bulma blinked, then looked at Goku, "then why are you so tired?"
"I stayed up too," Goku yawned, "Yamcha is incompetent, knowing that made it impossible for me to sleep."
"Well today I get first look out," Bulma said.
"No you can't!" Goku was wide-awake suddenly.
"It wasn't a question, it was a statement."
"Fine," Goku muttered, "we'll share."
Bulma rolled her eyes, "fine."
Goten walked in half dressed for school, "Am I going to school today?"
"No, I guess not," Bulma patted his head, "unless Goku says otherwise."
"Go," Goku said simply.
"Huh?" Goten's eyes widened shocked.
"Chi-chi won't be expecting you to go. You'll be safe there."
"Awwww man," Goten kicked the ground.
"In fact I'll take you now," Goku stood up.
"Wait! I'm not ready!" Goten ran out.
"Do you really think he'll be safer there?" Bulma looked at Goku.
"If Chi-chi's watching the house and I take Goten to school using instant transmission, then she'll never knew he left," Goku planned.
"Instant transmission?" Bulma tilted her head.
"Oh, it's this new technique I made that allows me to move at the speed of light to any destination I choose," Goku explained.
"Does it work?"
"I still have to practice, but yeah it works, I dunno how well it's gonna go with two of us though," Goku replied, "It's worth a try."
Bulma nodded, "yeah. What about Gohan?"
"No," Goku answered shortly, "Now that Videl is gone questions are going to come up and everyone is going to point fingers at him for her disappearance. It's better if they're both gone and people think they ran away or something."
"How is that better?"
"It's better because that way my son won't be tried for murder."
"Ready," Goten ran in.
"Stay away from the windows Goten," Goku advised, he looked at Bulma and she closed the window shutters.
"What's with all the drama?" Goten looked at his dad.
"Just in case Chi-chi's watching," Goku put his hand on Goten's shoulder and his other index and middle finger to his forehead, "let's hit it kid."
"Uhm...right," Goten replied uneasily and right before Bulma's eyes they disappeared.
"Cool," she whispered, as soon as the word left her mouth, Goku returned.
He smiled happily, "Hey! It worked!"
"Wow," Bulma stared wide-eyed, "that was...SO fast!"
"Told ya," Goku smiled.
Goten stood at the door of his school waiting for his Dad to come and pick him up.
"Oh Goten, there you are," one of his teachers came over to him, "your aunt called and wanted to know if you had come in today. I think she's coming to pick you up."
"My...aunt?" Goten blinked, looking at his teacher.
"Uh huh, she called me from her cell phone," the teacher dug in her pocket and pulled out a sheet of paper, "she forgot to leave her number, so I took it from the school's caller id. You can use the phone in the office to see if she's picking you up."
"But...you don't understand," Goten took the paper, "I don't HAVE an aunt."
His teacher looked at her watch and then shrugged as she started down the hall, "that's what she said. I have to go now Goten, see you tomorrow."
"See ya," Goten trailed looking at the number. He had never seen it before...it had to be. It suddenly dawned on him; he looked out the glass door nervously then ducked out of view. It was Chi-chi, it had to be, but she wouldn't kill him in a school--would she? Well, she'd have to find him first, Goten thought as he ran down the hall and looked for a place to hide. As he ran down one of the halls he bumped right into his teacher.
"Oh Goten! Good we found you!" his teacher smiled.
"We?" Goten rubbed his head as he looked at her.
"Look at who I found," his teacher smiled as Chi-chi stepped to the side from behind her.
Goten's eyes grew wide with fear as he began to shout, "she's gonna kill me, she's gonna kill me!"
"Oh Goten," Chi-chi hugged him and caressed his cheek, "I know you're upset about that low quiz grade in Math, but I would never kill you for ithat/i. "
"I swear!" Goten pushed Chi-chi off of him, "I'm not kidding! She has a gun and she's going to kill me!"
"Goten!" Chi-chi scolded hurt, "how could you say such things!?"
His teacher scowled at him berating, "yes Goten, that is such a cruel thing to say!"
"But...but..." Goten stammered.
His teacher waved her hand strictly as if to say enough and he went silent, "now you apologize to your aunt."
Goten stared at his teacher wide-eyed in disbelief.
"Do it!" his teacher snapped.
He turned to Chi-chi, at her fake hurt expression and hacked up a big wade of spit right in her face.
Chi-chi screamed as his teacher yelled at him. Goten took this time to run. Once again he smashed into someone and flew backwards on to the ground.
"Trunks!" He looked up and exclaimed with relief. Suddenly having Trunks be left back felt heaven sent.
"You got detention too huh?" Trunks helped him up, "Musta been in the other room."
"Uhh no," Goten looked back as he heard heels stomp in their direction, "can I get a ride home?"
"Sure," Trunks replied as Goten rushed him down the hall, "what's the rush?"
"I need to get home...now," Goten opened the door that led outside as Chi-chi and his teacher turned the corner.
"You get back here right now young man!" Chi-chi hissed as Goten pushed Trunks out of the door.
"HEY!" Trunks stood his ground, "Isn't that your moms Goten?"
"NO!" Goten pushed Trunks out and dragged him down the steps.
"Oh...YES IT IS!" Trunks exclaimed as they got to the bottom.
Goku appeared in front of them scratching the back of his head, "Sorry I'm late Goten, I overslept and--" he saw the expression on Goten's face, "what happened?"
Chi-chi knocked down the glass door of the school gritting her teeth.
"Oh my god!" Goten's teacher exclaimed looking at the shattered glass.
"Enough games!" Chi-chi pulled out a handgun from the inside of her shirt and began shooting. Goku knocked Goten and Trunks to the ground as he ducked himself. The bullets hit Trunks' black motorcycle and he jumped up in wide-eyed horror.
"YOU BITCH!" He yelled at her, "Do you have ANY idea what Vegeta's gonna do to me when he gets back and sees what happened to his bike!?! He's gonna kill me that's what!"
Chi-chi gritted her teeth agitated and started to shoot at Trunks.
Before the bullets could hit, Goku grabbed Trunks and Goten and teleported them to Capsule Corp.
"You moron!" Goten yelled at Trunks once they were there, "Don't you know how dangerous it is to yell at a crazy woman with a gun!?"
"I'm sorry," Trunks looked down then added angrily, "but I've been taken care of that baby for years--not a scratch until that bitch came along and ruined."
Pwar flew in blinking, "What's going on?"
"If she weren't a chick I'd teach her something!" Trunks snapped not hearing Pwar.
"Huh? Trunks! You're MAD!" Pwar exclaimed, "Geez...I locked myself in that boiler room longer than I thought..."
"What's going on in here?" Bulma came in, followed by Gohan, "Trunks...what are you doing here?"
"You guys sort this out, I'm goin' to bed," Pwar flew upstairs.
"Have a good catnap Pwar," Gohan said and then looked back at Goku, Goten and Trunks.
"So what happened?" Bulma asked right before Pwar flew down the steps screaming, tears pouring from her eyes as she hugged Bulma, "What's wrong Pwar?!"
"There's a dead girl in my bed!" Pwar sobbed.
"NO FIGHTING IN SCHOOL"
Gohan pulled a comforter over Videl's cold dead body after he laid her down in one of the bedrooms. He looked at her still face in sadness as he pushed back her hair.
We will get you back Videl, Gohan closed the curtains and left the room taking one moment to look at her, before closing the door, I promise.
Bulma sat in the living room, nerve-wrecked after seeing Videl dead. It was only when she saw that young girl when she realized that could be her. She wasn't like Goku, if she got shot that would be it. Even if the gang did get the dragonballs she still didn't want to die.
Goku put a hand on her shoulder and she looked up to an encouraging smile, "It's going to be ok Bulma, I'm not going to let her hurt you."
"Yeah, me neither," Yamcha put in as he sat across the table from Bulma.
Goku scowled at him, "And you."
Yamcha grinned nervously, "Yes?"
"How are we so sure you aren't in on this with Chi-chi?" Goku glowered at Yamcha as he paced around him, "You could just be pretending to be on our side, to gain our trust. Then, when we least expect it--" he slammed his fist on the table, making Bulma and Yamcha jump, "--you take us out."
"No I swear!" Yamcha defended himself nervously.
"Yes well," Goku's eyes grew narrower, "I WILL be watching you."
Gohan sat next to his little brother as Goten wrote in his journal.
Goten stopped and hesitated in saying, "I'm...I'm sorry about Videl."
"It's not your fault," Gohan rested his eyes, hoping that he might wake up and find this to be just some weird nightmare.
"In a way," Goten's eyes darkened as he slammed his book shut, "it kind of is..."
"Huh?" Gohan opened one eye curiously, to look at Goten.
"When I was..." Goten started, and then bit his bottom lip, "when we first came here, I wrote a letter to Ma--that iwoman/i stating where we were...it's all my fault Gohan...if I never did that she wouldn't have ever known we were here."
"Don't blame yourself Goten," Gohan replied, "she would've came here anyway."
"Even so," Goten paused, "she wouldn't have expected us to be here, and then we could've taken her out easily."
"It's best not to beat yourself up for something you can't control Goten," Gohan said nonchalantly, "especially not now when you need to alert all your senses to what's going on around you."
Goten looked at Gohan then out the window, "I guess you're right..."
"Why did you leave me Yamcha?" Bulma whispered after Goku went outside to look around the premises.
"C'mon Bulma," Yamcha tipped his empty cup beck and forth, "don't do this.
"It's a simple question Yamcha."
"I don't know," Yamcha answered quickly.
"Yes you do," Bulma persisted, "you just don't want to tell me."
"I was afraid," Yamcha answered.
"Oh what?" Bulma tilted her head puzzled.
He looked at her, "I was afraid that you and I would never progress in our relationship or break it up. I wanted a change, and after meeting Chi-chi after Gohan's birthday--ya know when--" Bulma nodded, "well I thought she could help me get that. One thing led to another--and I guess I just wasn't thinking straight..."
"Wait a minute," Bulma stopped him, with an agitated look on her face, "you were seeing her for THAT LONG?"
"Uhm..." Yamcha blinked rapidly, and then stood up fast nearly knocking over his chair, "I think I should go help Goku, it's a big place..."
Bulma gripped her coffee cup, "but that was YEARS before you left..."
"Yep, I think I should go help," Yamcha cautiously backed out of the kitchen.
"You son of a dollar prostitute!" Bulma threw her mug at Yamcha. He ducked and then turned to run, but once again bumped into Goku.
Goku glared at him, "What did you do now?!"
"Nothing! I did nothing!" Yamcha stumbled backwards to get away from Goku.
"That was over eight years Yamcha!" Bulma shouted, refusing to get off the subject.
"What was over eight years?" Goku blinked.
"His affair with Chi-chi before they finally left," Bulma snapped.
Goku blinked stunned then got really mad as he grabbed Yamcha around the throat and lifted him up, "WHAT?!"
"Can't we just move on with our lives?" Yamcha choked and gagged at the same time.
Goku winced as he looked him in the eye, "You're just lucky Goten can go Super Sayian, cus if I found out he was your doing, you'd be pissing like a woman for the rest of your life."
"Eh heh," Yamcha half smiled uneasily as Goku put him down.
"Anyway," Goku looked to Bulma, "I didn't find anything, I think we should all stay in the living room tonight. I'll take post, then Yamcha, then Gohan if this moron can't stay up long enough."
"Don't do that to Gohan, he's been through so much," Bulma said, "I'll do it."
Goku looked at her uneasily, "I really think Gohan should do it."
"Why because I'm a girl, Goku?" Bulma scowled.
"No, because you fight like one," Goku answered.
Bulma gritted her teeth annoyed, "I'm taking his place Goku, Yamcha you wake me up when you get tired."
"You do that and I'll slit your worthless throat," Goku glared at Yamcha.
"Uhm..."Yamcha looked at Bulma, "sorry Bulma his argument speaks to me more."
"Yeah well," Bulma grabbed a butcher knife, "if violence is how I need to get stuff done around here..."
"Bulma..." Yamcha trail nervously.
"Yamcha," Bulma waved the butcher knife in his face threateningly, "if you wake Gohan instead of me I'll chop off your you-know-what."
Yamcha lost his breathe even thinking about that.
"She puts up a good argument too," he wheezed.
"Fine," Goku snatched the knife from Bulma and put it away, "you can take Gohan's post."
Bulma smiled proudly, "I better get some sleep then."
When she left Goku grabbed Yamcha by the collar, but before he could say anything, Yamcha sighed and said, "yes, yes I know, wake Gohan."
"You guys!" Bulma complained the next morning to the groggy Goku and Yamcha who sat at the kitchen table falling asleep in their coffee, "You LIED!"
"Need...coffee..." Yamcha poured sugar in his coffee right before passing out.
Goku had to fight from nodding off, "chill Bulma. Yamcha stayed up the whole night to keep us both happy."
"Oh," Bulma blinked, then looked at Goku, "then why are you so tired?"
"I stayed up too," Goku yawned, "Yamcha is incompetent, knowing that made it impossible for me to sleep."
"Well today I get first look out," Bulma said.
"No you can't!" Goku was wide-awake suddenly.
"It wasn't a question, it was a statement."
"Fine," Goku muttered, "we'll share."
Bulma rolled her eyes, "fine."
Goten walked in half dressed for school, "Am I going to school today?"
"No, I guess not," Bulma patted his head, "unless Goku says otherwise."
"Go," Goku said simply.
"Huh?" Goten's eyes widened shocked.
"Chi-chi won't be expecting you to go. You'll be safe there."
"Awwww man," Goten kicked the ground.
"In fact I'll take you now," Goku stood up.
"Wait! I'm not ready!" Goten ran out.
"Do you really think he'll be safer there?" Bulma looked at Goku.
"If Chi-chi's watching the house and I take Goten to school using instant transmission, then she'll never knew he left," Goku planned.
"Instant transmission?" Bulma tilted her head.
"Oh, it's this new technique I made that allows me to move at the speed of light to any destination I choose," Goku explained.
"Does it work?"
"I still have to practice, but yeah it works, I dunno how well it's gonna go with two of us though," Goku replied, "It's worth a try."
Bulma nodded, "yeah. What about Gohan?"
"No," Goku answered shortly, "Now that Videl is gone questions are going to come up and everyone is going to point fingers at him for her disappearance. It's better if they're both gone and people think they ran away or something."
"How is that better?"
"It's better because that way my son won't be tried for murder."
"Ready," Goten ran in.
"Stay away from the windows Goten," Goku advised, he looked at Bulma and she closed the window shutters.
"What's with all the drama?" Goten looked at his dad.
"Just in case Chi-chi's watching," Goku put his hand on Goten's shoulder and his other index and middle finger to his forehead, "let's hit it kid."
"Uhm...right," Goten replied uneasily and right before Bulma's eyes they disappeared.
"Cool," she whispered, as soon as the word left her mouth, Goku returned.
He smiled happily, "Hey! It worked!"
"Wow," Bulma stared wide-eyed, "that was...SO fast!"
"Told ya," Goku smiled.
Goten stood at the door of his school waiting for his Dad to come and pick him up.
"Oh Goten, there you are," one of his teachers came over to him, "your aunt called and wanted to know if you had come in today. I think she's coming to pick you up."
"My...aunt?" Goten blinked, looking at his teacher.
"Uh huh, she called me from her cell phone," the teacher dug in her pocket and pulled out a sheet of paper, "she forgot to leave her number, so I took it from the school's caller id. You can use the phone in the office to see if she's picking you up."
"But...you don't understand," Goten took the paper, "I don't HAVE an aunt."
His teacher looked at her watch and then shrugged as she started down the hall, "that's what she said. I have to go now Goten, see you tomorrow."
"See ya," Goten trailed looking at the number. He had never seen it before...it had to be. It suddenly dawned on him; he looked out the glass door nervously then ducked out of view. It was Chi-chi, it had to be, but she wouldn't kill him in a school--would she? Well, she'd have to find him first, Goten thought as he ran down the hall and looked for a place to hide. As he ran down one of the halls he bumped right into his teacher.
"Oh Goten! Good we found you!" his teacher smiled.
"We?" Goten rubbed his head as he looked at her.
"Look at who I found," his teacher smiled as Chi-chi stepped to the side from behind her.
Goten's eyes grew wide with fear as he began to shout, "she's gonna kill me, she's gonna kill me!"
"Oh Goten," Chi-chi hugged him and caressed his cheek, "I know you're upset about that low quiz grade in Math, but I would never kill you for ithat/i. "
"I swear!" Goten pushed Chi-chi off of him, "I'm not kidding! She has a gun and she's going to kill me!"
"Goten!" Chi-chi scolded hurt, "how could you say such things!?"
His teacher scowled at him berating, "yes Goten, that is such a cruel thing to say!"
"But...but..." Goten stammered.
His teacher waved her hand strictly as if to say enough and he went silent, "now you apologize to your aunt."
Goten stared at his teacher wide-eyed in disbelief.
"Do it!" his teacher snapped.
He turned to Chi-chi, at her fake hurt expression and hacked up a big wade of spit right in her face.
Chi-chi screamed as his teacher yelled at him. Goten took this time to run. Once again he smashed into someone and flew backwards on to the ground.
"Trunks!" He looked up and exclaimed with relief. Suddenly having Trunks be left back felt heaven sent.
"You got detention too huh?" Trunks helped him up, "Musta been in the other room."
"Uhh no," Goten looked back as he heard heels stomp in their direction, "can I get a ride home?"
"Sure," Trunks replied as Goten rushed him down the hall, "what's the rush?"
"I need to get home...now," Goten opened the door that led outside as Chi-chi and his teacher turned the corner.
"You get back here right now young man!" Chi-chi hissed as Goten pushed Trunks out of the door.
"HEY!" Trunks stood his ground, "Isn't that your moms Goten?"
"NO!" Goten pushed Trunks out and dragged him down the steps.
"Oh...YES IT IS!" Trunks exclaimed as they got to the bottom.
Goku appeared in front of them scratching the back of his head, "Sorry I'm late Goten, I overslept and--" he saw the expression on Goten's face, "what happened?"
Chi-chi knocked down the glass door of the school gritting her teeth.
"Oh my god!" Goten's teacher exclaimed looking at the shattered glass.
"Enough games!" Chi-chi pulled out a handgun from the inside of her shirt and began shooting. Goku knocked Goten and Trunks to the ground as he ducked himself. The bullets hit Trunks' black motorcycle and he jumped up in wide-eyed horror.
"YOU BITCH!" He yelled at her, "Do you have ANY idea what Vegeta's gonna do to me when he gets back and sees what happened to his bike!?! He's gonna kill me that's what!"
Chi-chi gritted her teeth agitated and started to shoot at Trunks.
Before the bullets could hit, Goku grabbed Trunks and Goten and teleported them to Capsule Corp.
"You moron!" Goten yelled at Trunks once they were there, "Don't you know how dangerous it is to yell at a crazy woman with a gun!?"
"I'm sorry," Trunks looked down then added angrily, "but I've been taken care of that baby for years--not a scratch until that bitch came along and ruined."
Pwar flew in blinking, "What's going on?"
"If she weren't a chick I'd teach her something!" Trunks snapped not hearing Pwar.
"Huh? Trunks! You're MAD!" Pwar exclaimed, "Geez...I locked myself in that boiler room longer than I thought..."
"What's going on in here?" Bulma came in, followed by Gohan, "Trunks...what are you doing here?"
"You guys sort this out, I'm goin' to bed," Pwar flew upstairs.
"Have a good catnap Pwar," Gohan said and then looked back at Goku, Goten and Trunks.
"So what happened?" Bulma asked right before Pwar flew down the steps screaming, tears pouring from her eyes as she hugged Bulma, "What's wrong Pwar?!"
"There's a dead girl in my bed!" Pwar sobbed.