I collapsed on a stool in the center of the kitchen and looked at the mess. There were dirty pots and pans everywhere. I glanced at all the food I had baked. A huge pot of rice, another large pot of macaroni and cheese, three whole chickens, and two large bowls of Ramen Noodle soup. I had left one bowl in a pot, on the stove with the setting at low. It was for later, if any of the Saiyans got hungry in the middle of the night, Kami forbid!

I tiredly walked out into the living room after moving all the food to the table and setting it up. I had convinced my brother to get out the four controller game system. He had also brought out a variety of four people games and not to our surprise, the DBZ guys wanted to play the one that starred them. They had picked themselves as their characters and now they were duking it out. My brother, not surprisingly, had chosen Vegeta as his character.

Speaking of the Prince, I didn't see him anywhere. I looked around the room closely and then spotted him. He was sitting in a chair in the corner of the room reading a book. I looked at the book closely. The cover was very familiar to me. I thought for a moment and then remembered. Vegeta was reading "Where the Wild Things Are"! I loved that book! The paper cover was torn and ripped but I still read it every once and a while. I almost laughed out loud. The Saiyan no Ouji was reading a five year-old's book!

"Everyone!" I called out and my gutei paused the game. "Dinner is ready!" I quickly moved out of the way as the Saiyans stampeded for the food. My brother followed at a more leisurely walk and I followed him.

They ate the food at a pace that could make people think that there was no tomorrow. I heaped my plate and made my brother do the same before all the food disappeared. I ate as quick as I could after I glanced at the clock. 5:45. If I could do some really quick shopping with Kakarot and the kids, I would be home before Mike arrived.

I finished my dinner and looked at the progress of the Saiyans. They were slowing down but still eating. I turned to Zar, "What's your teacher's phone number?" I asked him. He recited it to me and I wrote it down on my arm. I got up and dialed the number on the phone.

"Hello. This is the Griffon residence." My brother's teacher's voice said. She was a kind, elderly woman who enjoyed teaching the third graders and she was very fond of my little brother.

"Hi, Mrs. Griffon?" I said nervously.

"Yes that's me, " she answered, "and who might you be?"

"I'm Bouke Enda, Zaretu's older sister."

"Ah, yes. The little mischief maker," she chuckled, "what can I do for you, dear?"

"I was wondering if my brother would be able to bring his two cousins into class for the rest of the week. I know it's a big thing to ask but you see, my parents are out of town and my two uncles came for a visit and they both brought their sons with them." I waited for the answer with crossed fingers. I also hoped she didn't think I meant that Kakarot and Vegeta were gay. Oh boy! That would piss the Saiyan no Ouji off more then anything!

"I don't know, dear. It's an awfully big thing for me to do. Why can't their fathers watch them?"

"Well, my uncles are from different sides of the family but they really dislike each other and so I'm worried about what would happen if I left them alone in the house. I'm having to bring them to the high school with me. My teachers don't mind as long as they don't prove to be a distraction."

"Ah, I see." Mrs. Griffon digested this information for a little. "Well, I guess I can take them on. As long as they are good and, as your teachers said, don't prove to be a distraction to my students."

"Thank you, Mrs. Griffon!"

"You're welcome, dear. Good-bye now."

"Have a pleasant evening! Good-bye!" I said cheerfully and hung up. I put my back to the wall and slide down till I sat on my ass. Oh Kami… What if they blast a hole in the school?

I stood up with a groan and walked into the dining room where everyone had finished eating and they all were just sitting there in bloated silence. Ack! They had to be Saiyans! I thought to myself and began talking, "Okay, gutei! Clear off the table, put the dishes on the counter. You two," I pointed at Goten and Trunks as Zar rushed off to do my bidding, "get the dishes off the counter and put them in the dishwasher. If you drop a dish, I won't give you breakfast."

They paled visibly. "Yes, Bouke-sama!" Trunks gulped and flew into the kitchen. Goten followed him and they handled the dishes with the utmost respect you can have for dishes.

Kakarot stretched and stood up. "I think I'll go take a little na…"

"Nuh huh!" I said and stood in his way. I looked up at him. "Kakarot, stay right where you are." He froze. Vegeta sat back with a smirk. But I wasn't finished yet. "Vegeta! Wash the things that can't go through the dishwasher! Zar will show you which one's they are."

"And why should I?" Vegeta asked insolently.

"What goes for the chibis, goes for you buddy." Vegeta did as I told him to. I turned to Kakarot. "Let me see your drivers license." I said. He felt around in his pockets for a few minutes but didn't find it. "Do you have it?"

"No," he said sheepishly. "I don't carry it around with me all the time."

"Okay. I'm driving then." I turned and looked into the kitchen. They were done. I checked the clock. It had only been 15 minutes since I last looked. "All right! Everyone outside!" I lead the way to the car. It was a five seater. I counted heads. Six of us. "Okay, two of the kids are going to have to double buckle. Trunks and Goten?"

"Okay." They said. I climbed into the drivers seat and Vegeta sat in the passenger seat as the rest of them piled into the back. I checked. Kakarot was having trouble buckling his seat belt.

"Gutei! Help him." I said and started the car. I backed out of the driveway and onto the street. Luckily, the mall was only five minutes away and my town was relatively small so the traffic wasn't so bad. On the way there, I explained to the three kids about what they were doing tomorrow. Gutei didn't look too happy with the prospect of being stuck with Goten and Trunks for the entire week. "I'm going to bake a batch of cookies for you to bring to her and if any of you eat one, I'll kill you." I threatened the Saiyans and my brother. They all nodded except Vegeta. I then managed to get all the Saiyans to promise not to blast or hurt anyone while they were here on Earth. That was a hard thing to get Vegeta to agree to, believe me!

We got out of the car and walked into the mall. My brother started toward the toy store but I grabbed the collar of his shirt and dragged him back. "This is going to be quick shopping trip. No detours. I'll bring anyone back tomorrow who wants to come back again." The three chibis looked delighted at the prospect of being let loose in the mall and they agreed to be on their best behavior. "Zar," I looked at my brother sternly as we walked into a clothing store, "go into the kids clothing department, help them pick out two outfits their size each and meet me back here in 20 minutes." I checked to make sure our watches were synchronized before sending the brats off. I just hoped to Kami my brother could keep them in line.

I turned back to Vegeta and Kakarot and brought them into the men's department. I brought along a shopping cart. I told them to pick out two outfits. Vegeta returned three minutes later with a black and a white muscle shirt and two pairs of the baggy type pants that were in style. Kakarot just wandered around. I stood with Vegeta and watched Kakarot for five minutes. "What's his problem?" I asked the Saiyan Prince.

"All he ever wears is that damn orange gi or clothes that his harpy mate picks out for him." Vegeta explained to me.

"Then go help him pick out clothes! We haven't got all day!" I said exasperatedly. Vegeta looked at my expression and stomped over to Kakarot. He grabbed the baka by the arm and within five minutes he had two shirts and two pairs of pants. I took the stuff and walked back to the entrance area that we had agreed to meet at. I checked my watch nervously. It had been almost sixteen minutes and the brats were nowhere to be found. I was really nervous and I had a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. Whenever I get that feeling, something's wrong.

I sighed. "Kakarot, Vegeta. Stay here with the shopping cart. I fear the brats might have got themselves into trouble."

I charged off into the kid's department and arrived in the shirt section just in time to see my gutei being dragged off by a security guard and two very pissed off looking chibis following him.

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What did Zar do that made the security guard mad? What's going to happen to Vegeta and Ka, I mean, Goku while Bouke isn't there? You guys know something's gotta happen to them, right? *evil giggle*

Yikes! Bouke sounds like a slavedriver!