Ripplezrain: I AM HYPER CUZ I ATE TOO MANY CHOCOLATES! MWAHAHAHAHAAAA!
Gohan: Ohhhhh nooooo! You don't like to see her when she's hyper. I know she's always on a sugar high but when she's on a sugar sugar high then things get bad.
Ripplezrain: In my little world, everyone is happy! All ants are called John, all papers are called Bob, and leaves can talk! MWAHAHAHA!
Gohan: She's delusional. Has her own little galaxy.
Vegeta: *Snorts* Pathetic. I'm embarrassed she's my boss.
Ripplezrain: That's right, I am your boss, which means I have to fire you. And Bulma's not gonna be happy about that!
Vegeta: Argh. No one ever gives me freedom. You want me to do the disclaimer? I WILL DO THE DISCLAIMER! Idonotowndragonballzbecauseiamacharacterinitandwhoeversaidthatcharacterscoul dbeowners?
Ripplezrain: That was brilliant. Wonderful. Perfect. Only one slight, itsy- bitsy problem. NO ONE IS GONNA UNDERSTAND THAT AND IF THEY COULD THEN IT WOULD PREVENT YOU FROM BEING SUED, NOT ME!! DO IT OVER!
Vegeta: MAKE ME!
Ripplezrain: *Smirks a Vegeta-smirk* Ohhhhhhh Buuullllllllmmmmaaaaaaa!
Vegeta: Ripplezrain does not own Dragonball Z or square dancing! Show mercy! Please!
Ripplezrain: That's better! Now people, it may seem like I'm not going to make Gohan do the Macarena, but don't worry! *Evil grin* I will! He's going to have to square dance, line dance, and of course, do the Macarena!
Gohan: Nooooooo! People, spare me! Have sympathy! Be kind! I saved you all from Cell!
Videl: WAIT A MINUTE WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THAT? MY FATHER SAVED THE EARTH FROM CELL!
Gohan: O.O. No comment. *Flies away*
Videl: COME BACK HERE RIGHT NOW SON GOHAN!
Ripplezrain: Before we start the fic, I would like to enlighten you. Did you know that a duck's quack doesn't echo? Did you know that an ostrich's eye is bigger than its brain? It's impossible to sneeze with your eyes open. (Don't try this at home!) Did you know that-
Vegeta: We don't care! Get on with the story!
Ripplezrain: Fine. *Sniff sniff*
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Previously on "Food Poisoning and Gohan Torture":
As they were about to dig into their food, Chichi announced something. "Goten, Gohan, I've got a surprise for you! WE ARE GOING TO WISH YOUR FATHER BACK TO THE EARTH!"
Food Poisoning and Gohan Torture
Gohan's jaw dropped down, down, down, into the center of the earth.
"THAT'S GREAT!" he yelled.
Goten was excited as well. "I GET TO SEE DADDY AND HE'LL BE MY SECOND SACRIFICE AND KOKOMAUN WILL BE SOOOO PLEASED!"
Chichi smiled. "Krillin, Yamcha, Tien, and Chaotzu are looking for the dragonballs this very moment. Your father has agreed to being wished back to life!" (A/N: I don't care if Goku can't be wished back to life again, I mean you don't need that much detail.)
"Darn! I forgot to ask Bulma why she let my class take a field trip to Capsule Corp!" Gohan said.
"Oh, she said it was because she was bored and wanted something new to do. She didn't tell me it was your class though," Chichi stated.
"Ah, well, I guess Bulma will shut Vegeta in the GR and ignore him all day."
And so our dear demi-saiyan went to bed thinking that life wasn't as bad as he had thought. Boy, was he wrong! *Evil cackling is heard in the distance*
Gohan woke up the next morning and ate his usual breakfast of 85 waffles. (Poor Chichi! She has to cook that much!) Then he flew off to the general direction of Satan City. He was thinking that today would be a pretty good day, despite the fact that he would have to go to Capsule Corp. He flew onto the school roof and walked to his class.
"I can't wait for the field trip!" squealed (A/N: That's the correct adjective for Erasa speaking.) Erasa.
"Me neither," agreed Videl.
Suddenly, a voice over the intercom started speaking. "Attention students. Due to an.um.inconvenience over at Capsule Corp, we will shift the field trip to tomorrow. Since none of your teachers have anything planned, we can spend the day learning about the graceful and fascinating art of dance in your PE classes!"
The class groaned, and Gohan gulped. What did they mean by dance? When his mother made him dance when he was around 3, he managed to make an entire forest turn into chopsticks. (Don't ask.) And what was the inconvenience at Capsule Corp? He followed Videl, Erasa, and Sharpener over to their PE classes.
Mr. Physedstinks, the teacher, said, " The first dance you will do will be square dancing! Now, I've arranged partners, and squares." He listed them off. "Erasa Dust and Sharpener Pencil, go to square 1. Angela Coffeetoffee (A/N: Hey, she did say she liked coffee and sugar!) and Roger Smorgasbord, square 1. Son Gohan and Videl Satan, square 1. (A/N: How many of you didn't see that coming??? It was kind of obvious, although this is not a romance fic. I don't know how to write romance.)
Gohan sighed. "Sorry Videl, for putting you in a position of probable death," he muttered. (Heehee DEATH BY SQUARE DANCING!)
"What was that?" asked Videl.
"Umm, sorry if I step on your toes?" Gohan supplied.
"I stink at dancing!" Videl exclaimed. "I'll probably step on your toes."
The teacher took a while to teach them the steps, and then he started up this unbelievably idiotic music. (A/N: ** now mean what the music is saying, all right?)
*Swing your par'ner and do-si-do!*
Gohan and Videl attempted to swing, but instead went different directions and banged hard into each other. "Oww!" they moaned. (Well, Gohan pretend- moaned; it didn't really hurt that much for him.)
The whole class snickered and continued. "All right, now do-si-do," Videl commanded. Instead of "do-si-doing" however, they crashed into Sharpner and Erasa.
"This is not working very well!" Gohan garbled.
"Gee, ya think?" Videl sarcastically replied while rubbing her bruised head.
*Ladies in the center with the right hand star!*
Videl moved to the center, and successfully stepped on all of the toes. (Which was quite a feat, since that means there are 80 toes in each square. 8 people, 10 toes? Right?)
At the end of the square dancing lesson, Gohan was very bruised, very tired, and very toe-broken. His Saiyan strength just couldn't hold up with the dangers of square dancing.
Gohan sighed, and thought, "As Vegeta would say, these stupid earthling traditions such as square dancing are disgraceful and a punishment to Saiyan-kind." And only 1/3 of the school day was over.
But of course, the Gohan torture does not end there! There, at the doorway, was the Saiyan prince himself, with Goten and Trunks. Vegeta was laughing fit to kill (does anyone use that expression anymore?) and the chibis were trying to imitate Gohan's dancing.
"WHY IN THE WORLD ARE YOU HERE VEGETA?!!"
"Well, bratling, I am here at this idiotic torture chamber you call 'school' because the woman made me. I have come because of just a slight explosion I made when the woman told me that Kakarrot was coming back to life."
*Well, that explains the small inconvenience at Capsule Corp.* thought Gohan.
"And the woman got mad at me for just blowing up half of her dumb lab, and said she needed to be alone. So she sent the smaller brats to come with me to this idiotic torture chamber you call 'school.'"
"Ah, you must be the temporary student, Vegeta. You will be expected to dance with us!" Mr. Physedstinks said.
"I WILL NOT DO THE STUPID EARTHLING TRADITIONS THAT ARE DISGRACEFUL AND AND A PUNISHMENT TO SAIYAN-KIND!"
"If you don't I'll tell Mommy! And KOKOMAUN is gonna be mad at you!" yelled Trunks.
"What's the first step?" asked poor Vegeta.
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Ripplezrain: That might have sucked. Badly. But it'll hopefully get better. If you want, flame me. I don't care. (And people told me what flames are! MWAHAHAHAAA!) Anyways, I want five reviews before I update again.
Gohan: HEEEEELLLLLLLLLPPPPPPP!!!!!!
Videl: COME BACK HERE YOU!!!!!!!!!
Ripplezrain: ...
Vegeta: Inferior earthling brat. (He means Videl)
Ripplezrain: Anyways, review.
Gohan: Ohhhhh nooooo! You don't like to see her when she's hyper. I know she's always on a sugar high but when she's on a sugar sugar high then things get bad.
Ripplezrain: In my little world, everyone is happy! All ants are called John, all papers are called Bob, and leaves can talk! MWAHAHAHA!
Gohan: She's delusional. Has her own little galaxy.
Vegeta: *Snorts* Pathetic. I'm embarrassed she's my boss.
Ripplezrain: That's right, I am your boss, which means I have to fire you. And Bulma's not gonna be happy about that!
Vegeta: Argh. No one ever gives me freedom. You want me to do the disclaimer? I WILL DO THE DISCLAIMER! Idonotowndragonballzbecauseiamacharacterinitandwhoeversaidthatcharacterscoul dbeowners?
Ripplezrain: That was brilliant. Wonderful. Perfect. Only one slight, itsy- bitsy problem. NO ONE IS GONNA UNDERSTAND THAT AND IF THEY COULD THEN IT WOULD PREVENT YOU FROM BEING SUED, NOT ME!! DO IT OVER!
Vegeta: MAKE ME!
Ripplezrain: *Smirks a Vegeta-smirk* Ohhhhhhh Buuullllllllmmmmaaaaaaa!
Vegeta: Ripplezrain does not own Dragonball Z or square dancing! Show mercy! Please!
Ripplezrain: That's better! Now people, it may seem like I'm not going to make Gohan do the Macarena, but don't worry! *Evil grin* I will! He's going to have to square dance, line dance, and of course, do the Macarena!
Gohan: Nooooooo! People, spare me! Have sympathy! Be kind! I saved you all from Cell!
Videl: WAIT A MINUTE WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THAT? MY FATHER SAVED THE EARTH FROM CELL!
Gohan: O.O. No comment. *Flies away*
Videl: COME BACK HERE RIGHT NOW SON GOHAN!
Ripplezrain: Before we start the fic, I would like to enlighten you. Did you know that a duck's quack doesn't echo? Did you know that an ostrich's eye is bigger than its brain? It's impossible to sneeze with your eyes open. (Don't try this at home!) Did you know that-
Vegeta: We don't care! Get on with the story!
Ripplezrain: Fine. *Sniff sniff*
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Previously on "Food Poisoning and Gohan Torture":
As they were about to dig into their food, Chichi announced something. "Goten, Gohan, I've got a surprise for you! WE ARE GOING TO WISH YOUR FATHER BACK TO THE EARTH!"
Food Poisoning and Gohan Torture
Gohan's jaw dropped down, down, down, into the center of the earth.
"THAT'S GREAT!" he yelled.
Goten was excited as well. "I GET TO SEE DADDY AND HE'LL BE MY SECOND SACRIFICE AND KOKOMAUN WILL BE SOOOO PLEASED!"
Chichi smiled. "Krillin, Yamcha, Tien, and Chaotzu are looking for the dragonballs this very moment. Your father has agreed to being wished back to life!" (A/N: I don't care if Goku can't be wished back to life again, I mean you don't need that much detail.)
"Darn! I forgot to ask Bulma why she let my class take a field trip to Capsule Corp!" Gohan said.
"Oh, she said it was because she was bored and wanted something new to do. She didn't tell me it was your class though," Chichi stated.
"Ah, well, I guess Bulma will shut Vegeta in the GR and ignore him all day."
And so our dear demi-saiyan went to bed thinking that life wasn't as bad as he had thought. Boy, was he wrong! *Evil cackling is heard in the distance*
Gohan woke up the next morning and ate his usual breakfast of 85 waffles. (Poor Chichi! She has to cook that much!) Then he flew off to the general direction of Satan City. He was thinking that today would be a pretty good day, despite the fact that he would have to go to Capsule Corp. He flew onto the school roof and walked to his class.
"I can't wait for the field trip!" squealed (A/N: That's the correct adjective for Erasa speaking.) Erasa.
"Me neither," agreed Videl.
Suddenly, a voice over the intercom started speaking. "Attention students. Due to an.um.inconvenience over at Capsule Corp, we will shift the field trip to tomorrow. Since none of your teachers have anything planned, we can spend the day learning about the graceful and fascinating art of dance in your PE classes!"
The class groaned, and Gohan gulped. What did they mean by dance? When his mother made him dance when he was around 3, he managed to make an entire forest turn into chopsticks. (Don't ask.) And what was the inconvenience at Capsule Corp? He followed Videl, Erasa, and Sharpener over to their PE classes.
Mr. Physedstinks, the teacher, said, " The first dance you will do will be square dancing! Now, I've arranged partners, and squares." He listed them off. "Erasa Dust and Sharpener Pencil, go to square 1. Angela Coffeetoffee (A/N: Hey, she did say she liked coffee and sugar!) and Roger Smorgasbord, square 1. Son Gohan and Videl Satan, square 1. (A/N: How many of you didn't see that coming??? It was kind of obvious, although this is not a romance fic. I don't know how to write romance.)
Gohan sighed. "Sorry Videl, for putting you in a position of probable death," he muttered. (Heehee DEATH BY SQUARE DANCING!)
"What was that?" asked Videl.
"Umm, sorry if I step on your toes?" Gohan supplied.
"I stink at dancing!" Videl exclaimed. "I'll probably step on your toes."
The teacher took a while to teach them the steps, and then he started up this unbelievably idiotic music. (A/N: ** now mean what the music is saying, all right?)
*Swing your par'ner and do-si-do!*
Gohan and Videl attempted to swing, but instead went different directions and banged hard into each other. "Oww!" they moaned. (Well, Gohan pretend- moaned; it didn't really hurt that much for him.)
The whole class snickered and continued. "All right, now do-si-do," Videl commanded. Instead of "do-si-doing" however, they crashed into Sharpner and Erasa.
"This is not working very well!" Gohan garbled.
"Gee, ya think?" Videl sarcastically replied while rubbing her bruised head.
*Ladies in the center with the right hand star!*
Videl moved to the center, and successfully stepped on all of the toes. (Which was quite a feat, since that means there are 80 toes in each square. 8 people, 10 toes? Right?)
At the end of the square dancing lesson, Gohan was very bruised, very tired, and very toe-broken. His Saiyan strength just couldn't hold up with the dangers of square dancing.
Gohan sighed, and thought, "As Vegeta would say, these stupid earthling traditions such as square dancing are disgraceful and a punishment to Saiyan-kind." And only 1/3 of the school day was over.
But of course, the Gohan torture does not end there! There, at the doorway, was the Saiyan prince himself, with Goten and Trunks. Vegeta was laughing fit to kill (does anyone use that expression anymore?) and the chibis were trying to imitate Gohan's dancing.
"WHY IN THE WORLD ARE YOU HERE VEGETA?!!"
"Well, bratling, I am here at this idiotic torture chamber you call 'school' because the woman made me. I have come because of just a slight explosion I made when the woman told me that Kakarrot was coming back to life."
*Well, that explains the small inconvenience at Capsule Corp.* thought Gohan.
"And the woman got mad at me for just blowing up half of her dumb lab, and said she needed to be alone. So she sent the smaller brats to come with me to this idiotic torture chamber you call 'school.'"
"Ah, you must be the temporary student, Vegeta. You will be expected to dance with us!" Mr. Physedstinks said.
"I WILL NOT DO THE STUPID EARTHLING TRADITIONS THAT ARE DISGRACEFUL AND AND A PUNISHMENT TO SAIYAN-KIND!"
"If you don't I'll tell Mommy! And KOKOMAUN is gonna be mad at you!" yelled Trunks.
"What's the first step?" asked poor Vegeta.
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Ripplezrain: That might have sucked. Badly. But it'll hopefully get better. If you want, flame me. I don't care. (And people told me what flames are! MWAHAHAHAAA!) Anyways, I want five reviews before I update again.
Gohan: HEEEEELLLLLLLLLPPPPPPP!!!!!!
Videl: COME BACK HERE YOU!!!!!!!!!
Ripplezrain: ...
Vegeta: Inferior earthling brat. (He means Videl)
Ripplezrain: Anyways, review.