Chapter Seven: Napoleon XIV

"R'member when you went away an' I got on my knees an' begged you not t' leave because I'd go berserk?" Goku sang. Yamcha sighed.

"Please don't sing that son, it makes me. . .upset."
"Ok. . .I just heard it at the funny farm where life is beautiful all the time. . .hehe!"

"Goku. . ." Bulma gave him a severe look
"This girl was singing it, back at the happy home with trees and flowers and chirping birds. . " He giggled.

"We're almost. . .home, Goku. Please try to act normal, for Chichi's sake." Bulma held his hand.
"Chichi hates me, doesn' she?"
"Why would you think that?" Yamcha forced a smile.

"He told me she does, and he's usually right when it comes to how people act. . .but I'm glad I get to come home."

As Goku smiled something clicked in Bulma's head. "Goku, who is he'?"
"Hmm? Oh, umm. . .he's a. . .a person that I-that I know." Goku swallowed. It was going to be a looong four days.