And it's a new chapter! Go me! I hope all you Americans out there had a great Thanksgiving and if you aren't an American, if you have some sort of holiday around now, I hope it's great too! Anyway, I won't be updating for at least two weeks because I have finals now and I really need to study for them.
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Oh, I also need a villain. I know that sounds funny to ask for, but I do and I can't think of one. So if you have any good villain ideas, tell me and I will love you forever.
Disclaimer: I still don't. Amazing.
Chapter 11: First Period
WHAT THE HELL IS VEGETA DOING HERE?
Gohan couldn't believe it. Vegeta wasn't someone's 'buddy'! Vegeta was a walking time bomb. He definitely was not people-friendly; what was he doing in a high concentration of people?
Anyway, Vegeta was here and strangling Yamcha. Bulma was screeching and the rest of the class and their buddies were staring in shock. Moving faster that people could see, Gohan was up the stairs and attempting to dislodge Vegeta's hands from Yamcha's throat.
"Vegeta, stop! Let go. Don't continue this scene." Gohan yelled, slowly pulling Vegeta away. This was not quite enough for Yamcha, who was turning a lovely shade of purple. Seeing this, Gohan zapped Vegeta just enough to get his attention. Vegeta turned his eyes to Gohan, and Gohan saw that Vegeta was obviously not going to stop until Yamcha was dead…again. Gohan allowed his hair to flash gold and his eyes to flicker turquoise.
THAT got Vegeta's attention. Slowly he released his death grip. Yamcha fell to the ground, gasping, whereas Vegeta just sat down like nothing had happened.
Although this seems like a long confrontation, it had really only taken about 5 seconds. Goku and Videl were already rushing up the stairs. Videl looked upset, but Goku was grinning.
"Hey guys! How's everyone? Vegeta, I didn't know you were coming today." Goku chattered. "And why were you strangling Yamcha?"
Vegeta looked up at his arch-friend. "I've come to protect my mate from these hormonal humans. Then this baka had the nerve to hug her." He exclaimed, gesturing to Yamcha. Yamcha, in his defense, made a gurgly rasping noise through his extremely bruised throat. He had crawled to a chair near Sharpner.
Bulma rolled her eyes. "I told him I wouldn't need protection and even if I did, you would be here. That set him off even worse. He insisted to come. Then, when Yamcha, WHO HAS BEEN MY FRIEND FOR YEARS, gave me a hug like a civilized person" she glared at Vegeta, who royally ignored her, "he went ballistic and started strangling him. Luckily Gohan showed up to stop him."
Gohan suddenly became acutely aware that the entire class was staring at them. "Hey, guys, how about we just sit down?" He asked. Bulma and Goku just shrugged and grabbed a chair. Hercule was nowhere to be found. Gohan turned to look at Erasa and Sharpner, who looked equally shocked and excited.
"Hey guys, how's it going?" Gohan asked weakly.
Erasa nodded. "I know. I showed up at Capsule Corp. to ride with Bulma and it turned out her husband was demanding to come. Then he complained all the way here about how slow the hover-ship was flying. And the whole attacking Yamcha bit…could this day get any more strange?" Erasa asked.
Oh Dende, don't even ask that! Gohan thought. "Uh, probably not." Gohan replied.
"Well, I'm certainly going to avoid him." Sharpner said, nodding at the sulking prince, "I wouldn't want to have to hurt him." Yamcha made a choking sound that Gohan decided was a laugh.
"Ok, class, come to order. Now, I know this has been and exciting morning, but we still have one more guest. May I introduce the one and only savior of the world and defeater of Cell, HERCULE SATAN!" The teacher announced.
Hercule came running in at that point. He did a front flip, landed on one knee, and put his hands up in his 'Victory' signs. The class and all the visitors erupted into cheers, with the exception of six in the back who could have cared less.
"I AM HERCULE! I BEAT CELL! YEAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" The crowd cheered even louder. Sharpner actually got up on the desk and started whistling.
"If these people knew half the things we had done, they would be cheering for us." Yamcha whispered in Gohan's ear. Gohan just nodded silently. Vegeta was shaking visibly with rage. Bulma and Goku were just staring wide-eyed. Videl put her head down on the desk with her arms wrapped around it.
The teacher was cheering along with everyone else. Really the whole situation was quite ridiculous. Finally Videl couldn't stand it any longer and tromped down to retrieve her father. Grumbling slightly, Hercule followed his daughter and the class calmed down. Hercule slumped into his seat next to Gohan.
"All right class, it's time to start. When I call your name, bring your buddy down and introduce them. Then your buddy will tell us a little about themselves and what they do! First, Satan Videl." The teacher explained. Videl walked down with Goku in tow.
"This is Son Goku. He's competed in a couple of past Budoukai's and was the champion before my father. Now he lives in the country with his wife and two sons." Videl recited dutifully. She looked at Goku expectantly. He was kinda staring out a window.
"Oh, hey, is it my turn? Right, well, I'm Goku! I guess you could call me a martial artist even though I haven't competed since the Cell Games. Oh, I also like fishing." Goku smiled and scratched the back of his head.
Gohan sighed. He had made sure his father knew not to say anything along the lines of Saiyan, ki, Namek, alien, or who really defeated Cell.
"Thank you Videl, Mr. Son. Next, um… Pencil Sharpner." The teacher called. Sharpner and Yamcha extracted themselves and walked down, Yamcha steering well clear of Vegeta.
"My buddy is Platter Yamcha, the famous baseball player." Sharpner, having strained his four-word vocabulary, stopped and crossed his arms.
"Well, as Sharpner said, my name is Yamcha. I've played professional baseball, but I'm also a trained martial artist. I've studied with the Turtle Master and have been friends with Goku and Bulma for years." Yamcha explained. He and Sharpner returned to their seats.
"Great. Next, Son Gohan."
Dende help me. Gohan followed Hercule to the bottom of the class. Once again the cheering and stuff started up. Hercule reveled in it, the big idiot. He was posing and laughing and smiling like he had actually done something.
"I AM THE GREATES! I LOVE MY FANS! AUTOGRAPHED PHOTOS FOR ALL!!!" Hercule boomed. Some of the girls actually screamed in excitement.
Above the ruckus, a voice was heard. "Why don't you demonstrate for us?" Silence reigned on the class for a second, and then noise erupted again.
"Yeah!"
"Let's see it!"
"GO HERCULE!!!"
The teacher raised her hands for order. "Well, that does sound like fun. Mr. Satan, would you be up for a demonstration?"
"Of course, anything for my fans!" The great idiot proclaimed.
"Fantastic! Now, as for your opponent…" the teacher scanned. The she lit on a face. Of course! Current champion against former champion! "Mr. Son, would you like to participate in this demonstration?" The teacher called.
"Of course, it'll be fun." Goku responded. Before Gohan could do anything, Goku was already up and walking towards the front of the room.
At this point it would have been difficult to tell who was more nervous, Gohan or Hercule. Gohan just hoped his father remembered that Hercule was supposed to be the world's strongest fighter.
Hercule was more than a little nervous. He had forgotten about the Saiyans and probably wouldn't have agreed to a demonstration if he had remembered. He just hoped Goku would think to let him win.
Yamcha, Bulma, and Vegeta were trying not to laugh. This oughta be a good fight. Yamcha thought.
Goku got to Hercule and just smiled. Hercule didn't know how to interpret that smile. He also realized that he hadn't said anything in almost thirty seconds. He was wasting valuable bragging time!
"Aha. Current vs. former, I see how it is. Well Son Goku, be prepared for the fist of Satan!" Hercule punched the air. The class, minus five, cheered even louder. Goku just lowered himself into a fighting stance that was, of course, flawless. Hercule lowered himself into one that was not quite so flawless.
The teacher raised her hands and then dropped them, indicating the beginning of the demo. Hercule immediately rushed at Goku who allowed himself to be punched twice. Then, flipping above Hercule, Goku tapped the champ lightly on the neck, rendering him unconscious.
The room was silent except for the laughter of one unnamed Saiyan prince. "Good job, Kakarott. You've killed him!" Vegeta called out. Instantly the class burst into cries about their fallen hero.
"Oh, Vegeta, he's not dead. Just knocked out. Here, I'll wake him up." Goku responded, kneeling down and touching Hercule's forehead. Herc began to stir and the cries turned to cheers. Goku leaned down. "I'm going to flip myself over so it looks like you've pinned me. This way our cover won't be blown." Goku whispered. Then Goku roughly flipped so that he also tossed Hercule pup and landed under him. The crowd grew even more intense when it was apparent Hercule had just been faking.
Goku and Hercule stood up and shook hands. "That was great gentlemen! Obviously, Hercule, that last bit was a new move you've been working on. What do you call it?" The teacher asked.
"Uh, well, I'm calling it the Super Sneaky Really Surprising and Shocking Fake Knocked-Out Attack. Yeah, that's it." Hercule made up.
"Oh sounds great! And difficult." The teacher fawned. Fortunately for all involved, the bell rang. Gohan quickly ushered his father and Hercule into the hall.
"That was a fun class. What's next?" Goku asked.
"Science. Science is next. All of us have science next." Gohan realized as the rest walked up. Right then was when it really clicked in Gohan's head that he, Videl, Sharpner, and Erasa had the same schedule the entire day….
Hehe…science is next! Guess who'll get to demonstrate during science? And guess what this person will do! Anybody who gets both answers right will get…something, a cameo maybe. I dunno!