Thank you, Thank you, Thank you, Thank you, Thank you, I got a whole 6 reviews. I am so proud of myself. Anyway, back to Veggie torture*cackles maniacally*

" NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Vegeta's scream filled the air and nearly bursting Gohan's eardrums. "I'VE BEEN BRANDED!!!!!!!!!!" Vegeta whipped a knife out of nowhere and repeatedly tried to stab himself before realizing that the blade had shattered." AAAAAAGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!" After this he tried to jump off the roof but that did not seem to work either. So instead he went back to his GR so he could sulk and come up with some plan for revenge.

'Ahhh yes, this will be too good.' He spotted Trunks who was crawling past the door of the GR.

" Brat. Get in here. Now." Trunks froze as he heard his fathers voice crack like a whip. He slowly made his way into the room trying to keep his guard up and wonder what he could do to escape the endless hours of sparring that he would surely be subjected to. " We're going on a little trip."  Trunks could hardly believe it he was not going to have to spar and they were goanna go to the park ' That's not what he said but I am sure that was what he meant. Maybe all those times that mom made him sit down with that scary lady (councilor) paid off. And I thought all we got was a new couch from that.'

             Vegeta watched the emotions on his sons face switch from horror to glee. He watched this for a second before saying, " That is after the endless hours of sparring I am going to subject you to."

             Meanwhile while, Gohan and his class were just sitting down in a large room that was filled with chairs arrayed around a clearing in the center. As Gohan's class only had 21 students in it they just sat in a semi-circle around Bulma, who still had not yet seen Gohan even though he had been rolling around at her feet a few minutes ago. "All right, as I call your name please step forward and get a Capsule Corp Map and T-shirt. Angela…. Ben…." She went down the list until she hit the name Son Gohan. A small smirk appeared on her face as she wondered how she could embarrass the boy without being incinerated on the spot. " Oh, Hi there Gohan. I did not know you were here. Come on down here and give me a hand." As he walked to the center of the clearing, Bulma found herself on the receiving end of the new Gohan Death Glare. As he walked up she gave him a small kiss on the cheek, expecting him to blush intensely. Instead, he turned and smirked at a blond jock, who was still stunned beyond belief that Gohan even knew her.

            All of a sudden Videl, who had been staring in shock at the school nerd that was friends with the richest woman on the planet, jumped up and screamed the question that all of the teenagers' tiny brains had been pondering "HOW THE HELL DO YOU KNOW BULMA BRIEFS!!!!!"

            Gohan quickly reverting back to his normal self and blushing and stammered that she was a friend of the family. ' Glad that's over.' But Videl still found herself thinking about how much she was going to miss that smirk.'AAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!! Stop thinking like that! It's just a stupid boy. (Cringes as he types) Try to think about something else. Um, Gohan sure knows some important people. I'm thinking too hard on this, it's not like he knows Kami or anything (sorry, couldn't help it)'.

            Meanwhile, Vegeta has finished subjecting Trunks to the endless hours of sparring, which turned out to be little more than a half hour due to Trunks' whining. " Fine, if you have already had enough then lets go." Trunks jumped up and down thinking that they were going to the park. Vegeta grabbed him by the hair as they passed making the boy cry out in pain." Shut up, brat." Was all he said as he blasted off through the hole they had made when sparring. Trunks had now passed out from the pain as he got pulled through the air at a very high speed by bi hi lavender hair.

            After several minutes of this he reached his destination. The lookout loomed right ahead of him as he dragged the still unconscious Trunks along. He spotted the little green rat Dende and sped toward him so fast that when he stopped abruptly, Trunks hair ripped out and he flew on before crashing a building.

            "All right, listen to me green bean. I am going to make you a deal; actually no I am threatening you. You WILL help me get revenge on that 3rd class baka and my mate or you will die." Dende gave him with a confused look." Gohan and my miserable wife!" Vegeta screamed and shook his head muttering "dumbass" under his breath. " Now, you have 2 choices. A) You can get killed by me now if you don't help me or B) you can get killed by Gohan later." Dende stared in horror while his mind shifted through the fact that his life was now over. ' On one hand we have Vegeta who would probably blast me and be done with it, but he would have no chance of escape. On the other hand we have the planets most powerful warrior who also happens to be a hormone driven teen. At least I have a small chance at escape.hhhhhhmmmmmmmm.'

            " Do I get a lifeline? How about a 50/50, maybe a phone a friend." He said thinking he could call Gohan and tell him what was happening.    

            " NO! YOU DO NOT GET A LIFE-THING AND YOU CAN NOT CALL ANYBODY!"

            " Ok, so I will poll the audience.

All right audience. Do you pick choice A), choice B), or choice C) in which you can give other suggestions on how this pathetic excuse of a fic can improve

Sorry there was not much humor in that one. It was 3 in the morning when I wrote/typed it. REVIEW !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!