Disclaimer – I don't own DBZ, Finding Nemo, Josh Groban *damn*, Josh Groban's song You Raise Me Up, rednecks *though I are one*, Georgia, California, Sum 41 *damn*, or Sum 41's song Machine Gun.

A/N: I am giving vipper902 to update this story w/ my permission. So anything that is written by this little thingie * with a & and another * which =*&* means it's by her. Okay, glad that's cleared up, now on with the story!!

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*~*About Three Weeks Later*~*

"Eh, wassup dude?" Goten questioned Trunks and took a seat next to him on the bus.

"Eh! Dude!" Trunks said and gave his friend a high five.

Pan arrived on the bus with two gifts wrapped in 'Finding Nemo' wrapping paper.

"I found him!" Trunks exclaimed and pointed to Nemo. "I told ya I'd find him!"

"Ahh!! Bruce!" Goten yelled as he covered up his eyes. "Sheild me away!!"

"Take Nemo." Pan sighed and handed the box to Goten.

"It's for me?!" Goten squealed in delight as his eyes watered up.

"Yeah...and here, this one is for you Trunks." Pan said as her face slightly reddened, but she quickly looked away.

Before the two imbeciles could open their gifts, Marron took a seat next to Pan when she arrived on the bus.

"Hey loser, hey redneck." Marron simply said as Trunks and Goten gave her a glare.

"Now just cause I'm form Georgia, don't mean you can make fun of me y'all." Trunks said in his true accent.

"I've never known how strong your accent was." Pan commented.

"Rednecks HAVE to do that here in Californ I A!" Marron said and giggled

"That sounds stupid." Trunks commented.

"Not as stupid as 'y'all come back now ya hear?' does!" Marron shot back as her giggling turned into a hysterical laughter.

"And she calls ME the loser?" Goten commented to Trunks ad Marron literately fell out of her seat on the bus.

"I heard that..." Marron stated. She shot him the death glare.

"Okay, okay, stop making jokes and let them open their presents!" Pan squealed as she pointed to the gifts.

"You got THEM gifts?" Marron questioned as she raised her eyebrow at Pan.

"Yeah, I mean, after all they deserve it!" Pan commented as she smiled at Marron.

Trunks and Goten glanced at each other and both ripped open their presents. Both growled when there was only a box. A few moments later they opened their boxes to reveal a music box with a wing on it.

"Oooooooo wing." They both commented and opened their boxes at the same time as Josh Groban's, 'You Raise Me Up' Began to play. Goten stood up and placed both of his hands on his chest and began to sing opera. He was quickly seated as soon as Marron bobbed him over the head.

"Aww! How cute! Marron's flirting with Goten!" Trunks screamed in a high pitched voice.

"Okay, number 1: Hitting someone in the head is an act of abuse, not flirting, Number 2: I don't like spiky hair, Number 3: I don't flirt with losers!" Marron yelled into Goten's ear.

Trunks started to snicker slightly as Goten rubbed his ear. He opened his mouth to say something, but was abruptly stopped to Goten pressing his hand over Trunks' mouth.

"Not a word." Goten said as both of his eyebrows twitched. Trunks grinned and shoved Goten's hand away from his face.

"Marron, don't you know." Trunk stated as Goten glared at him. "Goten desperately wishes to have you as his, he wants you BAD."

Marron rolled her eyes. "Even if he did like me, I would never like him." She commented as the bus pulled up to the school.

*~*An Hour Later*~*

Trunks, Goten, Pan, and Marron were walking to the only class they all shared, art. Goten started humming the tune to 'Machine Gun' Trunks joined in after a while. The two then broke out into song singing Nah.

"Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah." The two idiots chanted together as Marron and Pan's eyes carelessly rolled and they walked past the two.

"Hey braindead and hick." Roaue said as he walked up to the still chanting friends.

"Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah." They chanted happily.

Roaue picked them both half a foot of the ground. "Shut up!" Roaue yelled as he tugged on their shirts.

Trunks and Goten grinned at each other.

"Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah." They chanted once again as Roaue's hands clutched onto their throats hard.

"Sing 'nah' one more time and see what happens." Roaue threatened.

"Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, n-"They were both cut off by Roaue closing their vocal chords.

"Utter that one syllable word one more time."

The two idiots looked at him blankly "Nah." They said in unison. Roaue grasped so hard onto their throats that they started to pull away from him.

"Come on Roaue, we were only having a little fun." Trunks squeaked out.

"Did it look like I was having fun?" Roaue questioned.

"You did look like you were enjoying strangling us." Goten blankly responded and grinned stupidly at Roaue.

"Know what, for a total idiot Goten, you're right, I did have fun." Roaue said and let the two go. Goten and Trunks made a quick run for their art class and caught up with their friends.

"You guys okay?" Pan asked them.

"Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah." They responded as the four friends entered art class.

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A/N: this is still the author, my Canadian would like to say something.

Canadian – I've got soooooooooo much food here on the trip to Oklahoma! And jen, she's writing her story, and its not good to bother her cause she'll kill you.

And I am writing chapter 16 as we speak most likely or 17!!

ALSO the OVERALL chapter count is 30. I changed the plot for it so yah, it will go wonderfully.