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We're Going To Capsule Corps!

An unusual silence settled over the camp. Everyone was just too shocked for words.

"Um, Gohan?" Mr. Lock said, coming over to the Half-Saiyan.

Gohan stopped hitting his head on the tree and locked at the teacher. "Yes?"

"Where exactly is your house? I need to use your phone."

"On the other side of those bushes," he said, pointing, and then going back to hitting his head on the wall.

"Thanks," Mr. Lock said, quickly retreating.

"Gohan, what have you been keeping from me?" Videl asked, going over to the Half-Saiyan.

"Please, Videl, not now," he begged.

"Okay," Videl said grudgingly. "But you're gonna tell me soon."

"Soon," he promised.

"But who were those three kids?"

"The black-haired one is my little brother, Goten. The blonde girl is called Marron Chestnut, and she's my father's best friend's daughter. The lavender-haired one is Trunks Brief."

"Brief?!" Videl yelped. "As in Bulma Brief?!"

"Yeah. I've known Bulma since I was four."

"What about my mom?"

Gohan and Videl looked up to see Trunks crouched on the tree limb, like a monkey. (A/N: Heehee)

"Nothing, Trunks," Gohan said, waving a hand.

"I thought I heard that big guy in charge of camp talking about calling Mom," Trunks said absent-mindedly.

"Really?" Gohan raised an eyebrow questionably. "What would Mr. Lock want with Bulma?"

"Students, I have an announcement!" Mr. Lock announced, coming into the clearing. "Since this is obviously a danger zone, we have been allowed to spend the rest of this week at Capsule Corps!"

"CAPSULE CORPS???!!!" Gohan shrieked.

"Cool!" Goten and Trunks said, high-fiving each other.

"God, no," Gohan groaned. He began mumbling to himself. "This is a dream. This is only a dream. I'll pinch myself and wake up now."

"Gohan?" Videl said, tapping him.

"God, it's not a dream," he mumbled, turning to face her. "Yeah?"

"We'd better pack up our stuff. We'll be leaving pretty soon."

"Yeah, I guess we better," Gohan mumbled, weakly allowing Videl to drag him back to their tent.

Somehow, Bulma had talked Vegeta into a game of Scrabble.

"There!" Bulma said, putting the last letter in. "'Corpuscular'."

"That ain't even a word," Vegeta protested.

"Look it up, 500 points." She giggled.

Vegeta rolled his eyes, picked up a scrabble tile, and set it into place.

"'Et'?" Bulma asked, looking at the word carefully. "What is 'et'?"

"He 'et' his biscuit."

"…Past-tense, I believe, sweetie."

"Mistress Bulma," one of Bulma's robots rolled into the kitchen. "There are people coming up the walk, and it seems that one of them is in great distress."

"Oh great. Dad had to let the Besinji out." (A/N: A Besinji is a dog who doesn't bark) Bulma got up from the table and walked out the front door. Her Besinji turned to her. It opened and closed its mouth in silent bark, and Bulma giggled.

A stupid blonde-haired, brown-eyed boy was screaming. "AAAHHH! I'M DEAF!!! I CAN'T HEAR THAT DOG!!!"

Bulma forced down a smile and walked up to the group. An evil idea pricked in her mind. 'I've been hanging around Veggie too long,' she thought. She opened her mouth and silently mouthed the words, "Hello and welcome to Capsule Corps!"

Sharpner screamed again.

"Just kidding, just kidding!" she said, grinning broadly. "Hello, I'm Bulma Brief, and welcome to Capsule Corps!"

What mayhem will I wreak on poor, unsuspecting Gohan?

First of all: A BIG thank-you goes out to Mae and Demon Dancing for the ideas.

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