Disclaimer: Once there was this show all the little boys watched and all
that it was about was these guys fighting and wanting to show each other
their 'ultimate power'. Boring! Do you think that I would have thought of
that? No way.
Wishes Granted:
"C-C-cold!" They exclaimed through chattering teeth.
Immediately, ChiChi and Bulma grabbed some sun-warmed towels from near the pool and wrapped them around the two. "Get them something warm to drink!" ChiChi commanded.
They all stood to comply, the guys knocking down chairs and bumbling into each other. Eighteen rolled her eyes, *as if those guys could be helpful* then, gracefully and without seeming to hurry, she left for the kitchen.
"Did ya get the dragonballs?" Kurrilan asked.
"H-h-here," Goku tossed one to him.
The short man caught and juggled the burningly-cold ball for a few seconds before dropping it on the grass. "Owwie!" he said, blowing on his hands.
"N-n-not ch-chance, G-G-Gohan p-put it th-there," he hugged his wife to him for more warmth, but his teeth still chattered.
"Where?" she asked.
"Antartic-tica, b-buried deep in a g-glacier," he answered, more in control now. Eighteen came back and handed a cup of cocoa each to him and Trunks who was sitting wrapped up on his mother's lap. "Ahhh, thanks," Goku said, taking a deep drink.
*That kid was more devious than I thought* "'Strongest forces on Earth'" Kurrilan quoted out loud.
"Why didn't you use your ki to keep warm?" asked Yamcha.
"Didn't want to attract attention, Buu..."
As if on cue, Little Marron came running from the house, "Daddy! Mommy! Come look! There's thith big pink man on TV and he's tho funny! He actth like a baby and pwetendth to turn people into cookieth and eat them."
The group jumped up, startled, and ran into the house. There, on the TV, was a ZNEWS (all ZNEWS you should know) special report showing Majin Buu attacking a town.
"... is back," finished Goku, scowling. The group (all except for Marron) stared in horror as the cameras showed the monster grinning evilly and using a beam from his antenna to change people into cookies and candies and other food and eat them. The power was terrifying to see and all but Goku and Trunks were surprised by it.
Suddenly the screen blanked out and the scene was replaced by a horrid-looking wormish person. "Greetings, people of Earth," it said, "do not try to adjust your TV or change the station- hey you, STOP IT!" a blue spark flashed from the screen. "Hee-hee-hee! That's better," the creepy person giggled, "how do you like my pet, Majin Buu? He likes you, hee-hee. But seriously, now," Babbidi's tone turned grim, "if you want me to keep Majin Buu from consuming each and every one of you, I demand the surrender of these so-called 'heroes'." On the screen, images of Goku, Shin, Kurrilan, Piccolo and Trunks showed. "And if you don't think he can't do it, well how many cornflakes did you eat this morning? Ha-ha, hee-hee-hee!" At his last cackle, the screen returned to the news and Bulma turned it off.
"Can he really do it?" she asked apprehensively.
"Yeah, Trunks and I saw him do it to Dabura," answered Goku, "We'd better go to the Lookout and summon Shenlong."
"I'm going back home to see if I can contact Baba to help," Master Roshi announced.
"I'm with him," Oolong said, "This hero business is not for me. I'll see you guys later, good luck."
"Okay," there was a general agreement and they took off, Goku using his IT technique to transport them all.
A short time later, Videl was sitting on the grass apart from the others on a floating platform. She was uncertain how they had gotten there, but she had been introduced to the ones who lived here, another friend of theirs named Dende who looked like he was related to Piccolo and a rotund black man, Mr. Popo. Now she sat, hugging her knees while the others had gathered in the courtyard where they had set down seven golden balls and discussed making wishes. They seemed very serious about the unbelievable. A storm must have blown up very rapidly for the sky grew black and lightning cracked. It was silly, they spoke of being able to bring Goten back, but not Vegita or Gohan. *Gohan, I know you can't come back* "Oh Gohan, I wish I had known you better," she whispered.
Thunder roared, almost sounding like a voice saying "Granted", and Videl fainted.
"What? We didn't make the second wish!" Yamcha protested. They had summoned the Eternal Dragon, Shenlong, and had wished Goten back, forgetting again that they got a second wish. When the dragon had asked what they wanted, they had started to discuss it. Then Shenlong's eyes had flashed the second time and he had growled, "Your wish has been granted" then disappeared as the dragonballs rose and shot off in seven different directions. But they had not heard anyone make a wish.
Goten appeared, looking confused for the half second before ChiChi swept him up in her arms. "My baby, my baby!" she exclaimed, hugging and kissing him. Goku enfolded them both in his broad arms while the others looked on.
"Mommy!" Goten gave in to his mothers attention then turned to hold his dad's neck, "Daddy! Are you okay? Did Mr. Vegita hurt ya? Why are we all at Dende's place? Where's big brother?"
"I'm all right, son," he tousled the boy's hair then put him down with a sad smile, "Your brother's not here right now, he had to go do some special training. We have to fight that monster Buu again and I want to teach you and Trunks a new technique."
"Trunks?" The boy spotted his friend and squirmed away from his parents and dashed to his friend.
"Chibi!" the other boy hugged him, Bulma watched them, dashing tears from her eyes.
"Hi ya! did ya hear, Trunks, we get to fight!" Goten said excitedly. Then he noticed all the odd looks from everyone. "What's wrong? Why is everyone acting so weird?" he asked his friend.
"It's because you've been dead, doofus!" the older boy slapped the back of the younger boy's head, "We just used the dragon-balls to bring you back!"
"Owie, you didn't have to hit me so hard," Goten complained, rubbing his head, "I just thought I was asleep. What's for breakfast, I'm hungry." The adults around them gave a tension-relieving laugh.
"Well, now that all the excitement is over, I think we had better put you down for a nap," Kurrilan said to the girl in his arms.
"Daddy, can I sleep outside like Videl?" Marron pointed to the girl who had lain unnoticed all this time.
"Oh? Oh... Dende!" The short man held back what he nearly said before calling to get the green god's attention. Putting his daughter down, he rushed to the teen's side, knowing Gohan would never forgive them if something happened to the girl. She did, indeed, just seemed to be asleep. *How could someone fall asleep during a dragon summoning?* he wondered. "Videl... hey, Videl, wake up," he shook her but she slept on. "There must be something wrong, she won't wake up," he stated worriedly.
The group gathered around, concerned, as Dende knelt by the teen. He placed his hands over her to sense what was wrong and what he felt was... "Oh, oh my!" he exclaimed as he drew back in confusion.
"What is it, Dende?" Goku crouched down to look in his face.
"She made the second wish. She's not hurt, but she will be out of it while her mind and body adjusts."
"Adjusts? Adjusts to what?" ChiChi demanded.
"I am not certain. However, someone should stay with her, someone not too..." *Involved? Emotional? Crazy?* the young Namek wondered how to put it.
"I'll do it," Eighteen volunteered, saving him. "A little quiet would be welcome," she explained as Goku picked the girl up and followed Mr. Popo to a guestroom where he laid her on a bed.
Kurrilan brought Marron in also and settled on the sofa to tell her a story. It wasn't long before soft snores announced that he had fallen asleep as well, probably because of the long hours and exertion of the day before. Eighteen smiled to see her husband and daughter sleeping, the little girl's head pillowed on her father's lap. She had not been made for such joy and she choked and turned her head to her charge as she wondered how long it would last.
AN: So sorry (again) !! (Hits head) I write too slow, read too much, get distracted. I'm trying to finish this, finish an SM fic, started another DBZ fic on hardcopy (I know I'll get flamed for some parts of it, just you wait.) I've written beyond this (because I couldn't decide where to stop) so hopefully (with discipline) it won't be too long for the next chappie: what is happening with Gohan, Piccolo and the Supreme Kai? Love to all who review, you light up my life!
Wishes Granted:
"C-C-cold!" They exclaimed through chattering teeth.
Immediately, ChiChi and Bulma grabbed some sun-warmed towels from near the pool and wrapped them around the two. "Get them something warm to drink!" ChiChi commanded.
They all stood to comply, the guys knocking down chairs and bumbling into each other. Eighteen rolled her eyes, *as if those guys could be helpful* then, gracefully and without seeming to hurry, she left for the kitchen.
"Did ya get the dragonballs?" Kurrilan asked.
"H-h-here," Goku tossed one to him.
The short man caught and juggled the burningly-cold ball for a few seconds before dropping it on the grass. "Owwie!" he said, blowing on his hands.
"N-n-not ch-chance, G-G-Gohan p-put it th-there," he hugged his wife to him for more warmth, but his teeth still chattered.
"Where?" she asked.
"Antartic-tica, b-buried deep in a g-glacier," he answered, more in control now. Eighteen came back and handed a cup of cocoa each to him and Trunks who was sitting wrapped up on his mother's lap. "Ahhh, thanks," Goku said, taking a deep drink.
*That kid was more devious than I thought* "'Strongest forces on Earth'" Kurrilan quoted out loud.
"Why didn't you use your ki to keep warm?" asked Yamcha.
"Didn't want to attract attention, Buu..."
As if on cue, Little Marron came running from the house, "Daddy! Mommy! Come look! There's thith big pink man on TV and he's tho funny! He actth like a baby and pwetendth to turn people into cookieth and eat them."
The group jumped up, startled, and ran into the house. There, on the TV, was a ZNEWS (all ZNEWS you should know) special report showing Majin Buu attacking a town.
"... is back," finished Goku, scowling. The group (all except for Marron) stared in horror as the cameras showed the monster grinning evilly and using a beam from his antenna to change people into cookies and candies and other food and eat them. The power was terrifying to see and all but Goku and Trunks were surprised by it.
Suddenly the screen blanked out and the scene was replaced by a horrid-looking wormish person. "Greetings, people of Earth," it said, "do not try to adjust your TV or change the station- hey you, STOP IT!" a blue spark flashed from the screen. "Hee-hee-hee! That's better," the creepy person giggled, "how do you like my pet, Majin Buu? He likes you, hee-hee. But seriously, now," Babbidi's tone turned grim, "if you want me to keep Majin Buu from consuming each and every one of you, I demand the surrender of these so-called 'heroes'." On the screen, images of Goku, Shin, Kurrilan, Piccolo and Trunks showed. "And if you don't think he can't do it, well how many cornflakes did you eat this morning? Ha-ha, hee-hee-hee!" At his last cackle, the screen returned to the news and Bulma turned it off.
"Can he really do it?" she asked apprehensively.
"Yeah, Trunks and I saw him do it to Dabura," answered Goku, "We'd better go to the Lookout and summon Shenlong."
"I'm going back home to see if I can contact Baba to help," Master Roshi announced.
"I'm with him," Oolong said, "This hero business is not for me. I'll see you guys later, good luck."
"Okay," there was a general agreement and they took off, Goku using his IT technique to transport them all.
A short time later, Videl was sitting on the grass apart from the others on a floating platform. She was uncertain how they had gotten there, but she had been introduced to the ones who lived here, another friend of theirs named Dende who looked like he was related to Piccolo and a rotund black man, Mr. Popo. Now she sat, hugging her knees while the others had gathered in the courtyard where they had set down seven golden balls and discussed making wishes. They seemed very serious about the unbelievable. A storm must have blown up very rapidly for the sky grew black and lightning cracked. It was silly, they spoke of being able to bring Goten back, but not Vegita or Gohan. *Gohan, I know you can't come back* "Oh Gohan, I wish I had known you better," she whispered.
Thunder roared, almost sounding like a voice saying "Granted", and Videl fainted.
"What? We didn't make the second wish!" Yamcha protested. They had summoned the Eternal Dragon, Shenlong, and had wished Goten back, forgetting again that they got a second wish. When the dragon had asked what they wanted, they had started to discuss it. Then Shenlong's eyes had flashed the second time and he had growled, "Your wish has been granted" then disappeared as the dragonballs rose and shot off in seven different directions. But they had not heard anyone make a wish.
Goten appeared, looking confused for the half second before ChiChi swept him up in her arms. "My baby, my baby!" she exclaimed, hugging and kissing him. Goku enfolded them both in his broad arms while the others looked on.
"Mommy!" Goten gave in to his mothers attention then turned to hold his dad's neck, "Daddy! Are you okay? Did Mr. Vegita hurt ya? Why are we all at Dende's place? Where's big brother?"
"I'm all right, son," he tousled the boy's hair then put him down with a sad smile, "Your brother's not here right now, he had to go do some special training. We have to fight that monster Buu again and I want to teach you and Trunks a new technique."
"Trunks?" The boy spotted his friend and squirmed away from his parents and dashed to his friend.
"Chibi!" the other boy hugged him, Bulma watched them, dashing tears from her eyes.
"Hi ya! did ya hear, Trunks, we get to fight!" Goten said excitedly. Then he noticed all the odd looks from everyone. "What's wrong? Why is everyone acting so weird?" he asked his friend.
"It's because you've been dead, doofus!" the older boy slapped the back of the younger boy's head, "We just used the dragon-balls to bring you back!"
"Owie, you didn't have to hit me so hard," Goten complained, rubbing his head, "I just thought I was asleep. What's for breakfast, I'm hungry." The adults around them gave a tension-relieving laugh.
"Well, now that all the excitement is over, I think we had better put you down for a nap," Kurrilan said to the girl in his arms.
"Daddy, can I sleep outside like Videl?" Marron pointed to the girl who had lain unnoticed all this time.
"Oh? Oh... Dende!" The short man held back what he nearly said before calling to get the green god's attention. Putting his daughter down, he rushed to the teen's side, knowing Gohan would never forgive them if something happened to the girl. She did, indeed, just seemed to be asleep. *How could someone fall asleep during a dragon summoning?* he wondered. "Videl... hey, Videl, wake up," he shook her but she slept on. "There must be something wrong, she won't wake up," he stated worriedly.
The group gathered around, concerned, as Dende knelt by the teen. He placed his hands over her to sense what was wrong and what he felt was... "Oh, oh my!" he exclaimed as he drew back in confusion.
"What is it, Dende?" Goku crouched down to look in his face.
"She made the second wish. She's not hurt, but she will be out of it while her mind and body adjusts."
"Adjusts? Adjusts to what?" ChiChi demanded.
"I am not certain. However, someone should stay with her, someone not too..." *Involved? Emotional? Crazy?* the young Namek wondered how to put it.
"I'll do it," Eighteen volunteered, saving him. "A little quiet would be welcome," she explained as Goku picked the girl up and followed Mr. Popo to a guestroom where he laid her on a bed.
Kurrilan brought Marron in also and settled on the sofa to tell her a story. It wasn't long before soft snores announced that he had fallen asleep as well, probably because of the long hours and exertion of the day before. Eighteen smiled to see her husband and daughter sleeping, the little girl's head pillowed on her father's lap. She had not been made for such joy and she choked and turned her head to her charge as she wondered how long it would last.
AN: So sorry (again) !! (Hits head) I write too slow, read too much, get distracted. I'm trying to finish this, finish an SM fic, started another DBZ fic on hardcopy (I know I'll get flamed for some parts of it, just you wait.) I've written beyond this (because I couldn't decide where to stop) so hopefully (with discipline) it won't be too long for the next chappie: what is happening with Gohan, Piccolo and the Supreme Kai? Love to all who review, you light up my life!