Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ, Akira Toriyama does. Simple enough.
Chapter 5
After a peaceful 25 minute flight, Videl arrived on the front steps of her extravagant home. She carefully unlocked the door, kicked off her boots and walked into the living room to greet her father with, "Hi Daddy!"
"Hello pumpkin," he replied with a kiss when she walked over.
"Uh daddy... I bout you this new watch. I hope you like it!" (A/N: Ah! The wonders of bribery!)
"Oh! Thank you sweetheart! But, what's the occasion? It's not my birthday or anything is it?"
"No, no, nothing like that. I just thought you deserved it because you are such a great father..." Videl had to stifle a laugh. "Um Dad..."
"Yes dear?"
"Well, as you might remember me telling you, tomorrow is Gohan's birthday, and I was wondering if you'd let me go to his mother's party," she said, simply pausing to take a breath, only to rush the next part before Hercule (A/N: Call him Mr. Satan if you want, I don't care. I'm sticking with Hercule) could voice his opinion on the matter. "Before you make your decision, take into consideration the token of appreciation I've offered you today!" she continued slyly.
"You're right; I do remember you telling me about his birthday, and I considered the possibility that you would be invited to some get-together. After much contemplation on the situation, I have come to the conclusion that I will uphold my authority and therefore forbid you to-----"
At this point Videl interrupted with, "How could you do this to me Daddy! I so want that watch back!"
Hercule continued, completely ignoring his daughter's sudden outburst, "-----miss the birthday of the one you love."
"You are so cruel! I cant believe you'd have the nerve to----- Huh!?" Videl began her little rant, pacing up and down the room, until finally realization of what her father actually said dawned on her. "You mean I can go!"
"I wouldn't have it any other way."
"Oh thank you, Daddy! This means so much to me! Gohan said his party starts at around 1:15." *No need to tell him about the party we're throwing him*
"Alright sweet pea. Hey! I just remembered something! I'm free from 1 till 3. Maybe I'll go too; drink some beer, snap some pictures, talk about how cute you were as a little girl..." he began to trail off; listing all the embarrassing things he would do and say if he attended the party.
"Dad, you wouldn't!"
"Of course not dear! I was only joking about doing those things!" He whispered the next part to himself, "Most of them anyway."
"Oh! You had me worried there for a second," Videl replied with a sigh of relief. "Well, I'm gonna go do my homework and see what I can wear tomorrow. Goodnight Daddy!"
"Goodnight pumpkin."
"Oh, and by the way, you can keep the watch" *I don't care. I got it at the dollar store. Hehe* she commented before quickly running up the stairs.
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^In a small house in the 439 Mountain Area^
"Hey! I'm ho--" Gohan began to say as he entered his home, only to be cut off by his little brother's cheerful greeting of a hug. I suppose you couldn't really classify this gesture as a "hug" per say, because really all the kid did was tackle poor Gohan to the ground.
"Hiiiiyyyyyaaaa Goooohhhaaaaaaan!" Goten squealed.
"Hey Kiddo. Where are mom and dad?" Gohan asked his ever-kawaii little brother (A/N: This is the last interruption, I swear! Ya! Goten always is and always will be cute, as long as we're not counting teen Goten *shivers*).
"Mamma went shopping with Dad. They said they were gonna go visit Auntie Bulma and Daddy was gonna spar with Vegeta," Goten replied.
"Figures. Well, since they're not here, wanna play some computer games?"
"Ya! I'd love to!"
"Good, come on. Let's go."
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I know, pretty short, but that's why I'm giving you the next chapter at the same time. They kind of go together, but I didn't want to make this one incredibly long chapter. For your sake, I hope there's not a site overload when you go to the next chapter. Don't Forget to review folks. I wouldn't be too happy to get any flames throughout this story, but constructive criticism is always welcome. Ja ne! (bye)