Torture From a Hat: Chapter 2
Erasa moaned as she looked at the bubbling pot in front of her. It contained something that looked like it belonged in throw up. She then looked at the meat-like substance wrapped in a flour-like object – a.k.a tacos. (Lol! That's what me and my bros call Taco Bell's tacos, although we still eat them.) She couldn't believe that she was going to help poison the entire school population.
On the bus to the workplaces
"I get to help Hercule! Your jealous, aren't you nerd boy!" Sharpener boasted.
Gohan resisted the urge of punching the blonde haired boy in the face. He just ignored Sharpener and watched out the window as they pulled up to Capsule Corps and a few people got off. Gohan grimaced. He'd hate to be those people when they eventually have a run-in with Vegeta. The bus lurched forward again, heading towards the location that the Martial Arts tournament was going to be held. Gohan continued to gaze out the window as they drew up to the building where him and Videl would be told what to do. Gohan groaned. He could feel it. This job was going to be his downfall.
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Gohan and Videl walked down a long hallway. The walls were covered with pictures of various people wearing gi's. Gohan felt his eyes widen as he noticed pictures of Krillin and Tien. That's when he noticed that there were a LOT of pictures of Goku. He sighed with relief when Videl didn't say anything to him about him having the same last name as the well know martial artist.
At the end of the hallway was a huge oak door with "Marty Ching" written on it in gold lettering. Gohan paused before opening the door. 'Well, here goes nothing' he thought. He twisted the knob and opened the door. 'Steroids' was the first thing that he thought. In front of him stood a large man with a blonde afro and mustache. (a/n think Hercule but change the hair color)
"You must be the interns!" The man said loudly, causing Gohan to flinch in pain. (a/n What is it with the huge steroid freaks shouting all the time? Can't they talk normal?) "I'm Marty Ching! I'm in charge of the tournament this year!" Looking at Gohan, scrutinizing him, he said, "Why would they give somebody as scrawny as you a job like this?" Gohan just rolled his eyes and ignored the man as he continued to talk about this being a disgrace and shaming the tournament.
Videl quickly turned a laugh into a cough. She exchanged a glance with Gohan and almost started laughing again. She wondered when Mr. Ching was going to notice that she was also an intern.
"How dare they do th-" He cut himself off abruptly when he noticed who else was standing in front of him, next to the scrawny kid. His jaw dropped and he mouthed wordlessly for a minute. Gaining his composure, he started shouting again. "Now this is the proper thing to do! Off course it would be better if her father was here," Videl started scowling, "but I guess that Videl will do."
'That arrogant, steroid obsessed jerk! So I'm only a back up huh? I'll teach him a few lessons before this internship is over.'
When Mr. Ching paused for a breath, she quickly said something to keep him from rambling on again. "Mr. Ching, don't you think that you should tell me and Gohan what our jobs are? "
"Yes. Gohan, you will be overseeing the training room. That way, you might get a few muscles on you. Videl, you will be the referee of any spars. You will also be the backup secretary. Now go!" Turning his back to the tow, he dismissed them.
Videl stalked out of the office followed by a meek Gohan. 'I can't believe that Gohan got the training room and I didn't!' Opening the door that led to outside, she narrowed her eyes at the sudden light. Still scowling, she looked across the ring to the building she was supposed to go to. Splitting up with Gohan, she headed in the building's direction.
"See you later Videl!" Gohan yelled after her.
"Yeah, whatever," was her reply.
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Gohan opened the door and the sound of clanking filled his ears. Inside were body builders who were strong by human standards but could easily be beaten by Gohan. Spotting a chair next to a desk with a log in/out sheet on it, he walked over to it, feeling the stares of the people who had stopped whatever they were doing in order to stare at him The silence was broken by a pair of teenage girls his age whom Gohan had not noticed when he walked in. Walking over to him, they went in slow circles around him, making notes to one another as they went, making Gohan blush furiously.
"Well he's scrawny, but I bet we can build him up in no time."
"Plus he has a great butt!"
"Plus he has that dark, wild look."
"His hair could use some work though."
They stopped walking around him, for which Gohan was glad, because they were making him dizzy. Now that they had stopped, and he could see them clearly, he examined them. They were actually pretty strong for humans he noticed. One of them had blonde hair with brown streaks in a french braid that went down to her middle back. She had icy blue eyes and was wearing a navy blue gi. The other girl had brown hair with red tints in a ponytail that would go a little past her shoulders if it was down. She had bright green eyes and was wearing a dark green gi.
"I'm Lyssa." Said the blonde haired, blue-eyed girl.
""I'm Kaline." Said the other girl.
"Are you that new intern?" asked Lyssa.
"Yes. I'm Gohan."
"Cool. Have you ever done Martial Arts?"
Before Gohan could respond, a voice boomed over to them. "Girls! Stop flirting with the new intern and get over here!"
"Yes sensei!" Kaline yelled back. Looking Gohan, she shrugged her shoulders. "Sorry about that. Maybe we can talk later! C'mon, Lyssa. Let's go before we get in more trouble."
"Bye Gohan!" Lyssa shouted as she ran off with Kaline.
Gohan looked after them for a minute, shook his head and sat down. He looked around for a few minutes, wondering how in the world he was going to get through this without dying of boredom, when he noticed two boys, also his age, heading his way. They stopped in front of him and crossed their arms, trying to look intimidating.
"Don't mess with our girls if you want to live through this internship." This boy had spiky blonde hair, but the roots were brown so Gohan could tell that he bleached his hair. He was as tall as Gohan but more bulkier.
"Lyssa and Kaline are ours. Don't even thing about them or talk to them if you don't want the crap beaten out of you." This boy and slightly long light brown hair. He was a little shorter than the first boy, but also bulkier than Gohan.
Gohan just rolled his eyes and sighed. He hated people who were possessive of something that didn't even belong to them in the first place. "Why don't you let them decide who they want to talk to." He suggested, raising his eyebrows at the two boys. The first boy raised his clenched fist and went to punch Gohan when a hand caught his fist.
"How many times do we have to tell you? We don't belong to you! We don't even like you!" yelled an enraged and scowling Lyssa. Exerting a very small portion of her strength, she pushed him away, Kaline doing the same to the other.
"GET OUT OF HERE YOU JERKS!" shouted Kaline, turning back around to face Gohan once she was sure they were gone. "Don't mind those two. They have been trying to get us for the past 2 ½ years now. They're so thickheaded that they don't realize that we're stronger than them and don't want them."
"Who are they?" inquired Gohan.
"The one with the bleached hair is Jake and the one with the brown hair is Adam." Replied Lyssa.
"Ok. Aren't you guys supposed to be with your sensei?"
"Yes, but he's allowing us to take a small break. Oh! Here he comes now. Hi sensei! Gohan, meet-"
"YAMCHA!! What are you doing here!?!"
The two girls glanced back and forth between the two guys, dumbfounded. "So you guys know each other. Small world isn't it?" Said Lyssa.
"Yeah. You remember me telling you girls about how I know a whole bunch of the world's strongest people? Well this is one of them." The two girls jaws dropped in surprise.
"Yamcha, I was trying to keep my strength a secret. What exactly did you tell them about me?"
Kaline interrupted with, "Wait. Is he the 'delivery boy' that fought Cell at the Cell Games?"
Yamcha winced and glared at the girl who had no idea that what she had just said was going to get Yamcha beaten up.
Gohan's eyes widened at the statement but narrowed his eyes when he looked at Yamcha. "Your lucky I don't want everybody in here knowing my strength. Otherwise, I would be beating the tar out of you right now. But now you owe me a spar later."
Yamcha laughed nervously and started pushing the girls away. "Well that's all nice and well, but me and the girls really need to get going now! It's lunchtime you know!"
At the mention of food, Gohan's eyes lit up and he started drooling, forgetting all about what had just happened a second ago for the time being. In the blink of the eye, Gohan was gone, dashing to the employee break room. On his way, he ran into Videl. Before she could fall, he grabbed her arm, but kept running, so he ended up dragging Videl with him, with her screaming the entire way. He finally skidded to a halt in front of the break room door. He was reaching for the doorknob when a hand grabbed his shoulder, spun him around and punched him in the jaw.
"DON'T YOU DARE DO THAT AGAIN! YOU ALMOST BROKE MY ARM!!!!" Videl shouted, rubbing her arm.
Gohan blinked at her. Her yelling was almost as bad as his mom's and Bulma's. All she was missing was a frying pan.
A/N Mistress Trunks needs a rest from typing and thinks that this is a good place to stop. LOL. Yeah I know everybody is about ready to kill me for taking so long getting this out. SORRY. But I've been busy. You know with X-mas shopping, then X-mas itself and whatnot……I've been REALLY busy. R&R please!
