Chapter 19: Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!

A/N: I know this is a little out of season but........ oh never mind! OK, I'm done! I jumped again!

***Cleo's POV***

"Gohan Son get your sorry butt out of bed," I spoke in his ear softly, Chi-Chi let me come over every day and do this, just to torture him I came extra early today, or as many call it, Christmas. "Go away evil Saiyan princess," he mumbled, "I wanna sleep in." "And I want to go back to Vegeta-Sei to see my grandfather but you don't see me whining," I said, "Now Up!" "You're mean, no Santa for you," he said. "OK, Mr. Tough Guy, that's it," I said trying not to laugh, "you have three seconds before I go hang your Teddy Bear boxers and a tag that says 'these belong to Gohan Son' at the town hall.," He bolted up, "how did you... MOM!!!" "Yes Dear," Chi-Chi smiled walking in. "YOU TOLD HER ABOUT MY BOXERS," he yelled. "No," I said, "Goten did." Gohan's face went blank. "Now, you're up, let's go, your family is leaving soon, we have to beat them there," I said. He kissed me. "And if we don't," he asked into my hair. "My father will kill you," I told him. "I'm not afraid of him," he said, "but no need to upset any one, let's go." He got up and kicked me out while he got dressed and then we took off out his bedroom window.
"Sing me a song," he said as we flew through the sky. "What one," I asked. "Something about Christmas," he said. "All right," I said thinking, "I don't know that one, pick another." "Just sing to me," he whispered taking me out of the air and into his arms. "okay, you asked for it," I smiled and began to sing.

"makin my way downtown
walking fast
faces pass and i'm homebound

staring blankly ahead
just makin' my way i'm a makin my way
through the crowd

and i need you
and i miss you
and now i wonder

if i could fall into the sky
do you think time would pass me by
cause you know I'd walk a thousand miles
if I could just see you... tonight."

As I finished we landed in the lawn and I walked up the side walk in front of Gohan, just to please my father, and started muttering "third class." Gohan knew, but he did not dare say anything. I threw open the door not bothering to hold it for Gohan or wait for him, went in and propped my self against a wall near my father. I looked at him, and his hair was green. "Dad," I said almost laughing, "your hair it looks very seasonal." "Shut up," he said glaring at me. "Your father found your Halloween dye," Bulma said, "the one that doesn't come out for a week." I burst out laughing, I had been a Rock Star for Halloween, and had a punk outfit with green hair. Gohan walked in and burst out laughing too. "Wait Wait," Goku said, "a few more things." Goku went over to the tree and picked of a little garland and a few ornaments and the star and put them on Dad's head. "Now," Bulma said, "It's Christmas." I ran upstairs and got my camera and took all sorts of pictures.