B-50: Hi! I'm going to start a fanfic that has G/V. Since I already have
one that will be a G/S. I plan on this fic being the start of several
others.
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or it's characters. Now on with the fic! ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Chichi sighed as she looked out at her Eldest son. It had been a few months since the Cell games and he was still depressed. Even though everyone had tried to cheer him up, he still blamed himself for his father's death. She sighed again, and then a thought struck her. She quickly went to the computer they had gotten thanks to good old Bulma. Gohan, she decided, needed to be around other kids his age: and the best thing for that at that time of year was camp. She entered camp in search and there was only one result. As luck would have it, it wasn't too far from where they were. But she noticed one thing that made here hesitate. It was a martial arts camp. Still, she thought, It might make him happy, seeing as though he has been focusing on training lately. So she decided that he would go. Meanwhile, Gohan himself was outside training. "Gooooohaaan!" He froze. The only times he heard that voice was when his mother has a plan that would embarrass him. Still, he thought, I should go see what she wants. So he headed into the house prepared for the worst. However, what he got was something he didn't expect. "You mean I get to go to a martial arts camp?" he asked excitedly. "Yep" was the reply. "I already called Bulma and she said she would cover the cost" Gohan was happy. He never expected his mom to allow him to go to something like this. "Thanks Mom!" he said as he rushed off to get ready with his mother right behind him. However there was one thing neither of them noticed. It was the name of the main instructor. Hercule Satan. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Videl sighed. She was board, and she didn't know what o do. Her father had forbidden her from seeing any boys unless they defeated them, like that was ever going to happen (riiiiight), and she was sick of going to the mall.
Maybe I could go to Dad's camp, thought Videl. After all, she was tough and could stand it. So, with that in mind, she went looking for him.
She found him making poses in a mirror. "Daddy, could I please go to your camp?"
Hercule was startled. "Why no, of course not!"
"But I'm board, and am probably just as strong as any boy my age. Besides, I'm board!"
"No!" "Pleeeeeease?" she asked using the derided Puppy Eyes and Pouty Lip combo.
Oh no, he thought. Not that. Anything but that. He sighed, "Alright, you can come."
"Yeah" she cheered. "Thanks Daddy!" She said before running off to get ready. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ B-50: Well, how was it? Too short? Too long? Just right? Anything wrong? Please tell in your reviews. See you later!
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or it's characters. Now on with the fic! ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Chichi sighed as she looked out at her Eldest son. It had been a few months since the Cell games and he was still depressed. Even though everyone had tried to cheer him up, he still blamed himself for his father's death. She sighed again, and then a thought struck her. She quickly went to the computer they had gotten thanks to good old Bulma. Gohan, she decided, needed to be around other kids his age: and the best thing for that at that time of year was camp. She entered camp in search and there was only one result. As luck would have it, it wasn't too far from where they were. But she noticed one thing that made here hesitate. It was a martial arts camp. Still, she thought, It might make him happy, seeing as though he has been focusing on training lately. So she decided that he would go. Meanwhile, Gohan himself was outside training. "Gooooohaaan!" He froze. The only times he heard that voice was when his mother has a plan that would embarrass him. Still, he thought, I should go see what she wants. So he headed into the house prepared for the worst. However, what he got was something he didn't expect. "You mean I get to go to a martial arts camp?" he asked excitedly. "Yep" was the reply. "I already called Bulma and she said she would cover the cost" Gohan was happy. He never expected his mom to allow him to go to something like this. "Thanks Mom!" he said as he rushed off to get ready with his mother right behind him. However there was one thing neither of them noticed. It was the name of the main instructor. Hercule Satan. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Videl sighed. She was board, and she didn't know what o do. Her father had forbidden her from seeing any boys unless they defeated them, like that was ever going to happen (riiiiight), and she was sick of going to the mall.
Maybe I could go to Dad's camp, thought Videl. After all, she was tough and could stand it. So, with that in mind, she went looking for him.
She found him making poses in a mirror. "Daddy, could I please go to your camp?"
Hercule was startled. "Why no, of course not!"
"But I'm board, and am probably just as strong as any boy my age. Besides, I'm board!"
"No!" "Pleeeeeease?" she asked using the derided Puppy Eyes and Pouty Lip combo.
Oh no, he thought. Not that. Anything but that. He sighed, "Alright, you can come."
"Yeah" she cheered. "Thanks Daddy!" She said before running off to get ready. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ B-50: Well, how was it? Too short? Too long? Just right? Anything wrong? Please tell in your reviews. See you later!
