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New Friends and Prejudice

Gohan woke up to the sun shining in the window. He'd overslept. Getting up, he nearly forgot where he was. But as he staggered into the kitchen to see his grandparents, he remembered the events of yesterday.

"Morning," he said, dropping onto a chair and burying his face in his hands, not fully awake yet.

"Morning," Celipa said.

Bardock grunted.

Not long afterwards, everyone else showed up. There were so many of them that some of them had to sit in the living room.

Celipa looked at Chichi. Chichi looked at Celipa. Launch looked at them both.

Thus began the cooking.

Breakfast was over.

"Mommy, can I go outside?" Goten whined to Chichi. "I'm bored."

"Outside on this strange planet?" Chichi replied, shocked. "No."

"PLEASE?" Trunks, Marron, and Paris backed Goten up this time.

"I can go with them and watch them," Gohan offered.

"Well…" Chichi chewed on her bottom lip and looked at them thoughtfully. "Okay."

"Yes!"

Trunks, Goten, Marron, and Paris nearly broke the door down in their frenzied escape.

Gohan laughed and walked out like a civilized person.

Vegetasei was not like Earth. There were no such things as playgrounds. Here, Saiyan children played in the streets.

"Hi!" the ever-cheerful Goten walked up to a group who was playing some sort of fighting game. "I'm Goten!"

The group, which was consisted of kids just a little older than Trunks, turned to look at him. "Yeah?" said one.

"Whatcha doing?" Goten asked.

"Fighting," said another. "Hey, what happened to your tail?"

"Um…I don't know. I think they cut it off."

"Why on Vegetasei would someone cut off your tail?" This time, an older kid, probably that group's guardian, asked.

"Oh, I'm not from Vegetasei," Goten said, oblivious of the horrified looks they were giving him. "I'm from Earth."

"Um…we have to go," the older kid said. "Ragus, Kali, Broc, let's go."

Gohan stared after him with a look of complete disgust on his face. He swore under his breath before turning to look at Goten. "That, little brother, is a prime example of a person called a racist."

"What's a racist?" asked Marron, who was sitting nearby, playing with some rocks.

"A racist is a person who doesn't like us because we traveled here from Earth," Gohan explained.

"Even though our Dads came from Vegetasei?" Trunks piped in.

"Yep," Gohan said.

Paris pouted. "That's not fair," she whined.

"Life's not fair," Gohan stated the truth simply.

"Excuse me?"

Gohan turned around to face a girl with short, somewhat spiky black hair, and azure eyes. "Yeah?" he asked.

"I couldn't help overhearing that you were from Earth," she said.

"Yeah, but my Dad is from here," Gohan said defensively.

"Hey, I don't care," the girl said, throwing up her hands. "I'm from Earth, too."

"Really?" Gohan checked his rising ki. "Why are you here?"

"See, my mother, Dian, was from Vegetasei," the girl explained. "But she died when I was almost 8, after the Cell Games. Before she died, she wrote in her will that she wanted my father and I to visit her family here. So here we are. How about you?"

"My father and his rival are both from Vegetasei, and they wanted to visit back here," Gohan explained. "Hey, what's your name?"

"I'm Videl Satan."

"SATAN?!" Gohan yelped. "As in HERCULE Satan?!"

"Yeah, he's my father," she said, looking a bit ashamed.

"That clown from the Cell Games?" Trunks asked, looking up at Gohan. Trunks had been a little over a year old when he saw the Cell Games.

"Aren't you a smart little boy," Videl said. "Yep, my father's the 'clown from the Cell Games'. He still thinks he could've been able to beat Cell."

"Nu-uh!" Goten yelped indignantly. "Gohan beat Cell!"

Videl's face turned white as she turned to face Gohan. "Y-YOU'RE that kid from the Cell Games? The one with the gold aura?!"

"Um, yeah," Gohan said, almost embarrassed.

"OH MY GOD!" Videl screeched.

"SHH!" Gohan put his hand over her mouth. "You want to draw attention to us?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but YOU?!" she exclaimed.

"Yes, ME!" Gohan yelled on the same vein.

Videl laughed at that and dropped her voice again. "Wow, I've been waiting a while to meet you." She dropped her voice confidentially. "I just have to ask you a question. What was that aura?"

"Super Saiyan."

"Oh, my God." Videl didn't even shout, just looked at him with wide eyes. "Super Saiyan. A living legend." She put her hands on her hips and smiled. "You're doing well for yourself, ain't you?"

"Yeah, I guess. We haven't made much of a good reputation for ourselves here."

"Oh, I heard all about the return of the prince and his human mate and his kid…wait a sec, are you the prince's kid?"

"No, I'm Vegeta's rival's son. That little purple-haired kid is Vegeta's kid."

"Really? Why's he got purple hair?"

"His grandfather on his mother's side has purple hair."

"Oh, I see. So, where are you staying?"

"With my grandparents, Bardock and Celipa."

"Big Brother, this is no fun," Goten whined. "I wanna go home."

"All right. Marron, Paris, Trunks! Come on, we're going back!" Gohan turned to Videl. "You wanna come with us?"

"Sure, why not?"

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