OLD A/N: I'm back and with another fun filled chapter of Snowed In At Orange Star High!! As you all know, Gohan's just been told that he won't be able to go home for Christmas until the snow stops and gets cleared away! But how long will that take considering that Dende is UTI(Under The Influence. Eggnog must do that to Namekian) and has created a worldwide snowstorm? Find out today!
Mirai!Kioko: Here's the second chapter of SIAOSH. Thanks for reviewing, you guys!
Disclaimer: On my Christmas list are the ownership rights to Dragonball Z as well as the latest DBZ action figures! Now, which one do you think I'll get??
Chapter 2: Saiya-jin Rescue Team Is Formed!
"And what do you boys possibly think your doing?" Bulma shouted, glaring at the bundled up demi saiya-jins in her main hallway. She had caught the boys trying to put on all warm looking coats in the house, including her very rare and very expensive silver mink coat.
Trunks pulled his ski mask off and glanced, exasperated, at his mother. How many times did she have to wreck their fun today?
"What does it look like, Mom? We're putting on our coats and we're going to go outside to-" Trunks explained before his mother cut him off.
"I don't think so, young man! Do you know how cold it is outside? It's below zero! Now is not the time for you and Goten to have one of your snow ball fights!"
"But Mom-"
"No buts, Trunks-kun!" Bulma said, crossing her arms over her chest. "I don't want my son to become the world's only saiya-jin popsicle!"
"Bulma-san!" Goten pleaded. "Trunks-kun and I were going out to save Gohan!"
Bulma raised an eyebrow. "Oh were you? What were you going to save him from, snow demons?"
"No! He got snowed in at school and they won't let him out until the snow stops or gets cleared away, so Goten and I are going to go save him!" Trunks replied, grabbing a scarf off the floor and throwing it around his neck.
"It won't be Christmas without him, Bulma-san!" Goten added, giving her the Son puppy dog eyes. "Please let us go get my brother!"
Bulma sighed, shook her head, and then smiled. "All right boys. You can go save Gohan- "
Trunks and Goten let out identical cries of "Yes!" before waddling their way towards the door.
" - As long as your father comes with you," Bulma finished, watching in satisfaction as the boys forms stiffened and slowly turned around to face her.
"Mom! You know Dad won't want to come!" Trunks exclaimed. "He'd be happy if he knew Gohan wasn't coming back!"
"Honestly, you under estimate your father too much," Bulma chuckled walking away from the two boys. "He'll come, once you give him the proper…motivation."
About ten minutes later a grumpy Vegeta walked into the hallway where the boys were patiently waiting.
"Why are you wearing all that?" He demanded, grabbing the winter coat Mrs. Briefs had bought for him years ago and pulling it on. "Do you really think it will be that cold out? Strip down to the first layer of your coats and let's get moving. I don't have all day."
"I'm keeping the ski mask," Trunks mumbled, pulling off his first set of mittens and dropping them to the ground.
"But Vegeta-san, how will we stay warm?" Goten asked, reluctantly taking his heaviest coat off.
"You'll use your ki, of course." Vegeta replied, grabbing a headband from off the floor and fitting it snuggly around his ears. "We're going to fly over to Gohan's school, blast him out, and come home, understood? Neither of you are going to screw around or there will be consequences."
"OK, Dad!" Trunks said cheerfully, pulling his boots on. His mother must have threatened his father with something horrible this time.
When Trunks and Goten had finally taken all but one coat off, Vegeta threw the front door open to be greeted by a wall of snow. He snorted in annoyance and raised one hand up and blasted a clear path down the Briefs' driveway.
"Now before you brats fly off into this storm, I want you to know there will be no delaying in rescuing Kakarrot's first spawn. If either of you decide to mess around, I will gladly push you into a near by snow bank and not come back for you. Is that understood?" Vegeta asked, glaring at the boys.
"Sir, yes, sir!" Both boys replied, saluting Vegeta respectively.
"Good." Vegeta replied, as he powered up and blasted off into the snow, the boys following shortly after them.
At Orange Star High School…
Gohan glared at the snow falling out the window. Oh, he was going to have fun blasting all of it to slush when he got of this prison. And then he was going to pay a visit to his good friend Dende and give him a black eye and a few broken bones for Christmas.
"Hey, Gohan? You want a soda?" Videl asked, motioning to the pop machine in the room.
"Sure Videl," Gohan said, not taking his eyes off the snow.
"I'm pretty sure staring at the snow is not going to pass time any faster, Gohan. And I don't think it's healthy either," Erasa said.
"Being locked up in school isn't healthy either, Erasa." Sharpener mumbled. "But at least it's a bit better since we get this room."
Gohan silently agreed. After the announcement and everyone had called their parents, Mr. Principle and the rest of the staff agreed that the students should all be assigned to room. There were enough classrooms for at least ten people in each. The student's agreed as well, but an argument soon sprung up: who would be the lucky few that would get the super-cool student lounge?
Videl and Gohan had been selected among the entire student body – with much protest from some people – and they had in turn selected Erasa and Sharpener to come along with them into the lounge.
'At least there's an upside to being a young genius,' Gohan thought, looking appreciably around the lounge.
He was sitting on a very large and comfy chair, Erasa and Videl were sharing one of the couches, and Sharpner was off playing a pinball machine. Besides the pinball machine there werte two racing games, a big screen TV, a large stereo system, two soda machines, two vending machines, and a large bookcase located in the room. All paid for by Mr. Satan himself, of course.
"Anyone want to take bets on how long it takes until we're dug out?" Erasa asked, looking at the window where the snow was just beginning to show up. They were on the third floor after all.
"A week," Sharpener said above the noise of the pinball machine.
"Two days, knowing my dad." Videl added, rolling her eyes.
"Maybe five hours?" The other three stared at Gohan. "What? You said guess and I guessed!"
But Gohan wasn't being entirely true. About twenty minutes ago, he felt his brother, Trunks, and Vegeta fly away from Capsule Corp and in the direction of Orange Star High. The snow must be slowing them down more because they should have been to the school by now.
'Well duh the snow's slowing them down. The visibility is .0001 feet!' Gohan thought. 'Or maybe it's those snow demons Trunks talks about all the time.'
At Kami's Lookout…
Dende may have been drunk, but that didn't mean he still didn't possess his awesome Kamily powers. So when he heard Gohan's thought about 'snow demons' he got a wicked, drunken, and very stupid idea.
If Gohan wanted snow demons so much, he was going to get them.
Making sure Mr. Popo was busy with Piccolo's ranting about his quote "damn cold" unquote, Dende lopsidedly made his way to the edge of the Lookout. Steadying himself so he didn't topple over the edge, he summoned a pile of snow onto the tiled floor and began to make a snowman. It took him five minutes in all and he slowly stood up to gaze at his wonderful creation.
It had two clawed feet, clawed arms, three-inch long fangs, pointy ears, slits for eyes, and was about three feet tall.
Dende grinned at his creations (he's seeing double) and said, "I bestow upon you life, my snow fiend, and grant you the power to multiply as much as you want! Now, go and reek havoc on the world!"
The snowman came to life, his eyes glowing an eerie red. He nodded once at his master before jumping off the edge of the Lookout and to the world below.
Dende grinned and yelled after him, "Merry Christmas!"
"Kid! Get the hell away from the edge! ACHOO!" Piccolo yelled, running up to Dende and grabbing him by the scruff of his neck. "Never get that close again while you're drunk! You could have fallen off the edge and then what would we do when we need those dragonballs?"
But Dende was obvisouly not listening to Piccolo as he waved his hand and Christmas lights appeared on the Lookout buildings. To add to Piccolo's predicament, he suddenly felt Christmas lights appearing on him as well!
"Looky, Popo! Piccolo's a Christmas tree!" Dende laughed.
"DENDE!!"
Somewhere On The Borders Of Satan City…
"This sucks!" Trunks called, as he followed behind his father. "It's cold and do you even know where we're going, Dad?"
"Of course I do, brat!" Vegeta yelled, glaring at his the shape that was his son. "I can feel Kakarrot's brat's ki! I know where I'm leading you!"
"Yeah and that's why you ran into three skyscrapers," Trunks mumbled, rolling his eyes at his father while Goten giggled.
"I heard that! And I don't see why the hell humans have to make their obsolete buildings so damn big!"
"Hey!" Goten cried suddenly, stopping in midair. "Did you guys see that?"
"See what Kakarrot spawn?"
"There was a pair of red eyes over there!" Goten replied, pointing in a vague direction. "I swear I saw them!"
"Yeah and I'm Santa Clause," Trunks said, rolling his eyes. "Sometimes you can be too childish Go-"
"LOOK!" Goten shouted, pointing to a place about ten feet ahead of them. They could barely make out a set of red eyes before they were gone again.
"I don't like this Dad," Trunks whispered. "Somebody's following us…"
"Or a something," Goten added, shivering.
"I didn't feel any ki from that direction," Vegeta confirmed, glaring at the spot ahead of them. "But I did see those eyes. Come on, let's get moving before whatever's out there finds us."
"Great," Trunks mumbled as they flew on. "In five minutes I bet the rescuers are going to need rescuing."
The sentence had barely come out of his mouth when another set of red eyes appeared, but this time they stayed where they were, as many more sets of eyes appeared along side it.
All three of the saiya-jins stopped flying to take a look and it didn't take Vegeta look to assess their problem: They were being surrounded.
"Show yourselves you cowards!" Vegeta called to the eyes. "We're not afraid to face you fools!"
"Um…Vegeta-san…maybe it's a better idea if we run…" Goten suggested as the eyes began to advance towards them. "I do want to live to see another Christmas after all."
"Saiya-jins never run, brat,"
The eyes got close enough for them to see a few distinct features and for them to realize there was at least fifty of them and still more were appearing.
Suddenly, Trunks gasped.
"I know what you are! You're snow goons!!"
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Next Chapter: Dende's seriously done it now! Goten, Trunks, and Vegeta battle their way through the snow goons/demons and make it to Gohan's school in time to find out that they weren't the only ones having snow goon problems. (Five points to whoever guesses where the next title comes from: Attack of The Deranged Mutant Killer Monster Snow Goons)