I'm baaaaaaaaaack.  I'll leave a/n's for the bottom.

The only thing I own is a dead case of writer's block, mixed in with laziness.

Hoshi no Chibi

Confusing Cards and Re-appearing Baddies

Still a little nervous from how high up in the air she was, Videl held her death grip around Gohan's neck.  The Great Saiyaman, however, was beginning to turn blue from lack of air.

"V-Videl..."

Not hearing him, she just continued to choke the life out of the poor half-Saiyan.  Of course, Gohan wasn't even sure of why she was freaking out.  They were only going about 350 mph., far slower than his normal speed.

So hoping that she would loosen her grip on his neck, Gohan stopped midair.

Videl blinked, and seeing that Gohan was still holding onto her, let her arms come from around his neck.  Taking this as his chance to breathe, he gasped in the refreshing oxygen, relinquishing in how wonderful it tasted.

"Are you alright, Gohan?"

"Y-yeah," he stuttered, Videl's face only inches from his own.

"You look a little... pale.  Maybe you should slow down a bit."

~Great thinking Videl!  Now you won't have to admit that he's flying too fast!~

"Oh no, it's not that.  I'm not flying anywhere near top speed.  You were just, uh, choking me.  I couldn't breathe."

"Sorry," Videl blushed.

"It's okay.  I'm not going to drop you, or anything.  Well, as long as you don't suffocate me."  Seeing that Videl looked pretty embarrassed, Gohan didn't say anything more, and took off towards Satan City, flying a little slower than before.

;_;

"Why are they going so sloooooooow~?" Goten whined through the chibified version of the helmet that went with the chibified version of the Saiyaman outfit.

"I dunno.  This is boring though," Pan replied.

We could always show up before them, but...

"Why can't we just go ahead of them?" Goten asked, clearly upset at having to fly at such a slow speed.

"Because we don't know where they're going.  I'm sure Mom and Dad know what they're doing.  Maybe they're flying slow to be dramatic," Pan suggested, not noticing her slip-up.

But Goten did.  "Mom?  But Brother's carrying Videl, not your mom.  That doesn't make any sense, Pan."

"Of course not!" Pan shouted, a sweatdrop rolling down her head, "I- uh- just said that to keep you on your feet!"

"But we're flying.  How can we be on our feet?" Goten asked innocently, causing Pan to facefault.

Thank goodness I don't have to worry about Goten letting anyone know about the Mom slip-up.  He's too dense to figure it out.  And he finally stopped whining.

"Paaaaaaaaaaaaaaan~!" Goten cried loudly, "I don't get it!"

I spoke too soon.

"Never mind Goten.  Let's just follow Dad and M- I mean Videl.  Okay?"

After seeing Goten nod affirmatively, Pan sighed, and they continued after Gohan and Videl.

Maybe I should've teamed up with chibi Sensei.  At least he doesn't whine as much.

;_;

"Ahhh!  It's past 8:00!" Jeice shouted, him and the rest of the "Ginyu Gang" still decked out in suits.

"What chu' say?!" the rest of the members called in unison, ignoring Mr. Satan and the business guy for the first time since the meeting started.

"We're missing Third Rock from the Sun, dawgs!" Butar stated, and the group ran out of the room so fast it took Mr. Satan a few moments to figure out they were gone.

Sighing, the businessman muttered, "They're all obsessed with that show.  Something about relating to the aliens on the show.  Of course, with their coloring and horns, that wouldn't be that surprising.  Even the mayor is a little different."

"Bu- but we didn't get anything done today!  What was the purpose of that meeting?" Mr. Satan asked, thoroughly upset at this city.

"Why do you think you need to stay here for two months?"

"Uhhhh..."

The BM (business man, for those who forgot) sighed, and said to the "hero", "I might as well show you where you will be staying.  Luckily for you, it will be here, inside of Jemison Industries.  The accommodations won't be as nice as you're used to-"

"What?!" Mr. Satan demanded, cutting off the man, "What do you mean?!  I deserve the best!"

"Of course you do," BM replied, and walked out of the room and towards the elevators.  "But with all the hatred centered around you here in Merino City, it would be best for you just to stay low and out of sight, which Jemison does nicely."

"They're better be free food and drinks!"

"Yes, Mr. Satan.  The Mayor is paying it all for.  You don't have to worry about it."

The two men stepped into the elevator, while BM pushed the button 65.

"I- I'm gonna be staying on the top floor?" Mr. Satan asked, his voice quivering a bit.

"Yes.  Are you afraid of heights?  Because I can-"

"Of course not!" Mr. Satan shouted, laughing off his nervousness, "'The Man Who Saved Us All From Cell' fears nothing!  Gwahahahaha!"

"Whatever you say, sir."

The rest of the trip to the room was in silence.  Not the nice kind of silence, mind you, where everything seems to be at peace.  But the awkward kind, just to make Mr. Satan feel really uncomfortable.  Hehehe...

When they got to the room, BM handed Hercule a key card, saying, "This is the card that you'll use to get in and out of your room.  It's also used to open the windows, the bathroom, the closet, the mini-fridge, and turn on any of the electrical appliances and water utilities, such as the television and the shower."

"So I can't do nothing without this thing," Mr. Satan muttered, not noticing that the businessman left. 

He jammed the card into the slot where it said to insert it, then pulled it out, only to show the light above turn red, signifying that the door was still locked.

"Hey guy!  How do you use this thing?" Mr. Satan asked BM, only to find that he wasn't there.  "Oh well, I can figure this out on my own.  I'm not the World Champion for nothing!"

Several tries later, Hercule was still standing outside his door, putting the card in, then pulling it out, only to have the light flash red.

"ARGH!  WHY WON'T THIS DAMN THING WORK!"

He did it again, and even though the light flashed red, he tried to open the door anyway, and just about fell down in shock to find that it was open.  Looking around to make sure that nobody was watching him make a fool out of himself, he walked into the room.

It wasn't too small, seeing as it was still a suite, but it was much smaller than what he intended on having.

Mr. Satan's eyes dropped down to a piece of paper taped to the back of the door.

"What's this?" he muttered, pulling it off.  Aloud, he read:

"Welcome Satan Hercule.  I hope you're stay is pleasant.  Unfortunately, whenever you use the key card, the light showing it's open turns red instead of the usual green.  Hopefully you didn't have too much trouble with that.  If there's anything you need, just use the suite's telephone and dial the number 4.  Below is a list of numbers you can contact in case of an emergency..."

Mr. Satan didn't bother reading the rest of the letter.  After grabbing a pen off of the table, he wrote "4 for stuff i want" on his hand very messily, and then chunked the letter into the trash.

The very next thing he did was pick up the suite's phone and dial "4".

"Hello.  This is Jemison Industries Special Faculty Services.  How may I help you?"

"Uh, yeah.  I want some room service..."

;_;

"Wow.  We got to Satan City a lot faster without my copter," Videl stated, the nightlights of the city glowing bright just around the bend.  "Only 30 minutes."

"Err... I-" Gohan stopped himself before he made a comment on how fast he could've gone, for it would've made her... not very happy.  And a not very happy Videl is not something he would want to be flying around with in his arms.

"What?"

"Never mind.  We're here," the Great Saiyaman stated, lowering his altitude down to where the cops were.  Videl jumped out of his arms before they got to the ground, however, and ran over to the policeman that looked to be in charge.

"So what's the situation?" Videl asked, Gohan walking up beside her.

"Well, apparently they're holding two... blonde teenagers hostage and won't let them go unless you or the Great Saiyaman fight them.  They also wanted to fight Mr. Satan, but he's not here."

"Red Shark Gang all over again," Videl groaned, and ran up to the front steps of the bank where a huge man, easily four times the size of the teen, stood, an Uzi (machine gun) in each hand.

"A'ight boss, we got all da' money," shouted a lanky, tall man as he ran out of the building with a bag full of cash in hand.  Another guy soon followed, although he appeared to be shorter than Videl, but very... skinny impaired, to be politically correct, who also had a bag of money.

"Stop right there evil doers, for I, The Great Saiyamannnnnn~!" he struck a few poses, "Shall let you do no harm!"

"Omigod!  It's the Great Saiyaman!  And Videl!  Hi Videl!" one of the hostages, the blonde female squealed, bouncing up and down in the chair she was bound to.  The other hostage, a long blonde male, sighed at his friend's antics, not being able to speak for he was gagged.

"Erasa?  Sharpner?  You captured those two?" Videl asked in disbelief, wondering what was wrong with the criminals' heads.

"Of course!  The Red Shark Gang's leader knows who to take hostage, and who not to," the lanky criminal replied haughtily.

"But we already took care of the Red Shark Gang.  And the leader, although he looked sorta like you, isn't you," Gohan stated, pointing at the jumbo-sized guy.  He then scratched his head, in the usual Son manner, and added, "That doesn't make sense..."

"Who cares if it makes sense.  I'll take out the boss, you get the other two cronies and free Erasa," Videl told him, then ran for the leader, who was already crouching into a very sloppy fighting stance.

Just to be quick and efficient, for he still hadn't eaten dinner, Gohan flew over to each of the underlings, and before they could even tell he was there, planted a strong chop to the sides of their necks, rendering them unconscious.  As he was walking over to untie Erasa and Sharpner, he looked over at Videl, who was having a surprisingly easy time fighting him.

"You stupid wench!  I'll get you!" the boss shouted.  Then, using his weight as an advantage, he tried throwing himself on top of Videl in order to squish her.  The Satan girl, with her cat-like reflexes, easily dodged the man, jumping a few feet away as he cracked the pavement.  The man stood back up, glaring at her intensely, and was about to attack, had Videl not made her move.

She ran over, slamming her fist into his gut.  Taking a second to think her action over, she jumped up and kicked him straight in his face, hard, then delivered an uppercut to his jaw, sending the man flying a few feet.  Once he reached the ground, he fell unconscious.

"Thank you so much, Great Saiyaman!" Erasa shouted, throwing her arms around Gohan's middle.  "If it weren't for you, I'd be toast!  You're the best!"

"Ahhh, it was nothing," Gohan replied, blushing.

"I'd rather have been saved by Videl," Sharpner muttered, then grinned when he saw her walking over.

"Great job Videl!" Erasa said happily, still holding onto Gohan.  Sharpner was about to try and say something smooth, but was interrupted by Videl.

"The chief wants to question you about what happened.  You're not gonna get in trouble or anything, probably your picture in the newspaper or something," Videl stated.  Both blondes nodded, understanding, and walked over to where the chief was.

"I should go.  My mom's probably home now, and you know how she is..."

;_;

"I still think flashy ki beams is the way to go," Pan muttered, crossing her arms around her chest.

"Nu-uh!  Flips and poses are better!" Goten argued back.

"Ki beams!"

"Poses!"

The two children had been arguing right outside of Satan City for the past 30 minutes over what to do in their routine.

"Whatever.  We need to hurry if we're gonna make it to the crime at all," Pan said.  Seeing that Goten agreed, they flew off towards the bank, only to find no one there.

"Wh-where is everybody?" Goten asked, flying down and searching for any clues as to where the people were.

"I dunno... I guess we're to late."

"Uh oh.  We've been gone an hour.  Mommy won't be happy when she finds that we're not at the lookout," Goten said worriedly.

"She's probably gone from the lookout by now.  Let's just go home to your house," Pan replied, and the two flew off towards the Son household, both worried about the fit Chi-Chi was probably throwing.

;_;

I think this was my second longest chapter, not the longest.  Not by much though.  Sorry for the amount of time it took to write this.  When I got back from vacation, I found this chapter, along with all my website stuff, was deleted.  I needed to re-vamp my website anyway- it was too gloomy.  Fortunately, I had only written half of Hoshi.  It wasn't really writer's block, I just didn't feel like writing.  Grr to me.  Changed my penname, too.

I hope the short fight scene with Videl and the boss wasn't too crappy.  It was my first.  I also luv Third Rock from the Sun.  It was either that or Roswell, but it doesn't play anymore.  I think I'm about to cry...

Anyway, I'm gonna stick in an advertising, even though I had mentally sworn those things off, but whatever.  It's and original story, and it's reaaaaaaaaaaaally good.  I'm not gonna explain it, cuz you need to read yourself, but it's about a girl with imaginary friends that aren't so imaginary.  Kinda confusing, but it's cute.  Called Thallus: An Alter Earth (http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=283195).  It's finished, too, and now has a sequel.  Go check it out.

That's it.