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MIRAI CLONE: *walks in with as bag of popcorn in his hands*

TIGERLILY: Mirai, dear? I thought you weren't enjoying this story. What's with the popcorn?

MIRAI CLONE: Nah! This is just starting to get good.

TIGERLILY: *blinks* Really? You're giving up? Good! Glad you've seen the light. I hope you liked that little spar with your father.

MIRAI CLONE: *shrugs his shoulders* Sure, it was pretty cool. But what are you planning next?

TIGERLILY: To be honest....I really don't know.

MIRAI CLONE: *blinks* What? You mean....you don't have *any* idea what's going to happen in this chapter? None at all? But then, how are you going to write your story?

TIGERLILY: Mirai, don't worry about it. I'll write what I'm inspired to. It'll go from there. Just sit back, eat your popcorn, and enjoy the fireworks.

MIRAI CLONE: There's gonna be fireworks? I thought we talked about this, you little pyro!

TIGERLILY: 'Figurative' fireworks, Mirai. And besides, that little accident with the high school gymnasium was over two months ago. Aren't you ever going to let me live that down? Besides, it's almost finished being rebuilt and everyone is expected to make a full recovery.

MIRAI CLONE: But you still have all those lawsuits.

TIGERLILY: That's were *you* come in, honey. You'll take care of them for me, won't you?

MIRAI CLONE: What am *I* supposed to do about *your* legal problems, Lily? I'm not my father, you know. So don't be expecting me to go kill a couple hundred people just to get what you want, it's doesn't work that way. There are laws against that.

TIGERLILY: I know that, Mirai, and I know that you're not Vegeta, but you'll have to do. I have to work with what I have, and you'll either take care of it for me, or else!

MIRAI CLONE: It's not going to happen! *muttering under his breath* Damn, crazy, homicidal onna.

*A loud clunk is heard at the Frying Pan of Terror connects with Mirai's head and he drops with a thud*

TIGERLILY: Hmmm, I hope that didn't cause any serious brain damage.....oh well! Anyway folks, as always, you know the drill. I still don't own the characters of DBZ, and to be honest, I don't want to anymore. So, now on with the story.

*Bends down beside her unconscious mate and checks for a pulse, then sighs in relief after a moment before looking back up at the readers*

TIGERLILY: He's fine. Enjoy the story. And it won't help, but feel free to pray for Gohan.....I have a feeling it's gonna be one of those kind of chapters for him....*evil smirk*

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The Dare

Chapter Eleven: "A God's Plot of Revenge"

Chichi smiled at Bulma as she walked into the living room and nodded towards Videl on the couch.

"Still out cold, huh?" Bulma asked as Chichi nodded.

"Yup." Chichi said, dabbing a cool cloth across Videl's forehead.

"You know, I almost feel sorry for Gohan. She reminds me of you." Bulma said as Chichi blonked at her best friend.

"Really? You think so?" Chichi asked as Bulma nodded her head.

Yeah. I think she's going to fit right in, don't you?" Bulma asked as Chichi nodded in agreement.

"You're right about that. She's perfect for Gohan too! She's smart, and pretty, and-" Chichi began as Bulma smirked at her best friend.

"And she has Gohan completely under her thumb already." Bulma added as Chichi smiled and nodded at her.

"Yes, I noticed that too." Chichi said with a smile.

"Uhhhh......" Videl murmered, turning on her side slightly as Chichi and Bulma looked down at her.

"She's waking up." Bulma said.

"About time, too! I want to get to know my future daughter-in-law *before* she has to go home." Chichi said with a frown.

"Wh-what happened?" Videl asked as she slowly started to sit up.

"It's alright dear, you just fainted is all." Chichi said.

"Yeah, don't worry about it. Chichi does it all the time. Must be a trait of all the Son women." Bulma said with a small smirk.

"That....that girl! Where is she? Where'd she go? She.....she called me her mother......" Videl began confused.

"Oh, Pan went off after Gohan. She'll be back. In the meantime, are you thirsty honey? Anything I can get you?" Chichi asked as Videl shook her head.

"No, I'm fine ma'am. But who was that girl? And why did she call me Mama?" Videl asked, frowning at Chichi.

"Well-" Bulma began, but was interupted as Mirai Trunks and Vegeta dragged themselves into the room, and Mirai Trunks heard the words Videl had spoken.

"Mom! Hey, got any senzu beans? Father and I are pretty beaten up." Mirai Trunks said, changing the subject.

"Yeah, hold on honey. I'll go get you some." Bulma said as she headed into the kitchen to grab her coat where she kept her first aid capsule with the senzu beans in it.

When Bulma returned she handed one to Vegeta, who snorted at her, but took it anyway, and one to Mirai Trunks who smiled graciously at his young mother.

"Onna! Where the hell is the brat and Kakarrot's youngest spawn?!" Vegeta asked.

Bulma looked around, suddenly noticing that the boys in question, were in fact, missing from the group......again.

"Oh Kami." Bulma muttered as Videl frowned curiously at the blue haired woman.

""What? What's wrong? How much trouble could two little boys get into?" Videl asked as Bulma sighed heavily.

"Two *normal* little boys, no problem. But an eight year old spoiled Saiyan prince and his seven year old Saiyan side kick? A whole lot! Vegeta, you'd better go find them, before they blow up another city and Capsule Corp has to pay for the damages again." Bulma said with a frown.

"They blew up a city?!" Mirai Trunks asked in astonishment as Vegeta shrugged his shoulders at the lavandar haired young man.

"Hmph! That's nothing! They tried to take over the planet last week, and nearly succeeded! Damn weakling baka humans and their baka weakling planet!" Vegeta said, heading outside.

"Someone wanna tell me what the *hell* is going on?!" Videl cried.



Hey, Panny?" Gohan asked, looking over at the little girl flying beside him. She smiled happily at her father.

"Yes Daddy, er, I mean Gohan?" Pan asked as Gohan smiled at her.

"You can still call me Daddy, Panny. Just not infront of Videl, k?" Gohan said as Pan smiled and nodded at him.

"Look, I have to make a little pit stop. Wanna come with me?" Gohan asked as Pan's face lit up.

"Where are we going Daddy?" Pan asked. Gohan smirked at he looked straight ahead again.

"To see a god." Gohan said.

"You know God, Daddy?" Pan asked shocked at Gohan nodded.

"Yes, I do, Panny. Wanna meet him? His name is Dende." Gohan said as Pan nodded her head happily at her father.

"Ok then, let's go. I need to have a little *chat* with the little green god." Gohan said, an evil smirk on his face that would even make Vegeta proud.



Dende gulped as he felt Gohan's ki head his way. He looked around him frantically. Damn it! There was no place to hide! And Gohan was fast approaching. Suddenly an idea popped into the evil little god's mind.

"Perfect! Gohan can't kill me if he's too busy dealing with those three." Dende said to himself, then suddenly disappeared into thin air.

"Now what is he up to? Will he ever learn?" Mr. Popo asked himself as he stepped outside the main building of the lookout just in time to see Dende smirk to himself before disappearing.

"That's the first Kami I've known that had a death wish." Mr. Popo said as he turned back to sweeping the walkway of the lookout.



"We're here!" Gohan said as he landed on the lookout. He searched for Dende's ki and was surprised to see that he wasn't even there. He looked around him puzzled.

"He wouldn't leave the lookout. Where would he go?" Gohan asked himself as Pan looked up at her father curiously.

"Who, Daddy?" Pan asked.

"Dende. He knows I'm gonna kill him, so he probably took off. But where to? Oh well, he can't hide from me forever." Gohan said with a frown.

"Why do you want to kill him Daddy? Is he one of the bad guys? Can I help you destroy him?" Pan asked as Gohan smiled down at her.

"Well.....he's not *exactly* one of the bad guys.....but I'm gonna kill him none-the-less. But I don't know how your mother would react to me teaching you how to kill people, whether they're evilly-plotting gods or not." Gohan said.

"Oh......ok......but I can watch, right Daddy?" Pan asked as Gohan smiled at her again.

"Sure, I don't see why not." Gohan said, a smirk on his lips.

Mr. Popo gulped.

Dende, I'm gonna miss you kid. Mr. Popo thought, before turning back to his sweeping.



{Meanwhile, At King Yamma's Outpost}

"I don't know, Dende. You've caused enough trouble for one day, haven't you?" King Yamma asked as Dende sweatdropped.

"But sir, I don't see why it can't be done. I'm calling in that favor you owe me." Dende said as King Yamma sweatdropped.

"But that was over a century ago! And it wasn't even with you! It was with the old Kami!" King Yamma said as Dende nodded.

"True, but I'm the new Kami. And you still owe Kami a favor, and it doesn't matter which one, and *I'm* calling it in." Dende said.

With a deep sigh, King Yamma scribbled something on a piece of paper on his massive desk. A few moments later, he leaned over the side, and handed the paper to Dende.

"There. Take that to Hell. They'll help you out down there." King Yamma said with a sigh.

With a smile, Dende nodded politely at King Yamma and disappeared into the depths of Hell.

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