Help!
Chapter's 1-5
Yes, Help! has returned, and with a new makeover. It's being revised and you'll find that a lot of stuff has been changed, but not in a bad way. I do not own anything in this story.
"And, so class, we have been invited to stay with former world martial arts champion, Son Goku and his family for the weekend. Please return these permission slips by tomorrow because we'll be leaving the day after tomorrow at three A.M. sharp," the teacher told her class.
"So, Videl, you going on the trip? I am!" Erasa asked, combing her short blond hair with her fingers.
"Yeah, I guess. What about you Sharp?" Videl asked.
"Might as well," the dumb blond guy replied, flexing his muscles in hopes of impressing the ladies.
"Hey, where's Gohan?" Erasa asked.
"Guess nerd-boy must be sick for once," Sharpener scoffed.
At the Son residence
"Gohan, you've got a fever. You're staying home!" Goku and Goten heard Chichi yelled at her older son.
"But mom-" the teen began only to be cut off by a clang that made the two outside wince.
"You are staying home and that's final!" They heard Chichi yell. The next morning, Gohan still had his fever and had to stay home again, while his friends wondered what was wrong.
"Why do we have to leave so early!" Erasa whined.
"We can sleep on the bus," Videl snapped back, not in the mood for her friends whining.
"Touchy, touchy," Erasa muttered, getting a death glare from Videl, who was not a morning person at all.
"Erasa, I've got to agree with Videl on that one," a half-asleep Sharpener told their friend. "Come on, let's go grab some seats," he went on to say. Nodding in agreement, the two girls followed him onto the bus. There were a total of 15 students going on the trip and all but two of them were on the bus. They showed up a few minutes later, and with that, the bus left Orange Star High School, heading into the lair of torture known as the Son home.
"Class, we're getting close to our destination, so will you all WAKE UP!" The teacher yelled, making more than a few students jump awake. About fifteen minutes later, they had arrived at the Son home. Outside stood two little boys, one with lavender hair, the other black. Then, to everyone's surprise, the two flew off, heading towards South City, while their hair color changed to yellow. As they got off the bus, they could hear some people yelling inside. The teacher, Mrs. Disk, went to knock on the door just as it opened, and accidentally, knocked on the head of someone very familiar to us but not to her.
"Woman, what do you think you're doing?" The short, scary looking man asked his eyes flared in anger. "Never mind that. Hey Kakarot, did you know you've got a bunch of weakling bakas in your yard?" Vegeta yelled, having puzzled the class and scared the teacher.
"Oh, that's right," A voice yelled. A few moments later, the Saiya-jin rounded the corner. "Tell Bulma I said hi, and also thank you for me will you. Later, Vegeta," the guy said as the other one left. "Hi, I'm Goku, pleased to meet you," the guy said, flashing a grin that seemed oddly familiar. "Follow me," he told them. "I'll have the boys' get your bags later," he went on.
"This is my wife, Chichi, and man, she an awesome cook," Goku told them as they passed the kitchen, where she was making a ton of food for breakfast.
"Goku, do you know where Goten ran off to?" Chichi asked.
"Umm, let's see he's with Trunks and they're going to Bulma's. Vegeta's with them," He added. "Why?"
"I wanted him to go wake up his brother," Chichi stated. "Can you?"
"Sure, I'm getting ready to show everyone their rooms, so I'll do it on the way there," Goku replied. "Okay, well, let's go!" Goku grinned, showing everyone the way to their rooms. "Pick any room you want but these three," he told them, pointing to the three doors they couldn't choose.
"Why can't we pick one of them?" Videl asked.
"Well, they're me and Chichi and the boys' rooms," Goku answered. "Well, while you guys pick your rooms, I'll go wake him up," Goku added, slipping into one of the three rooms. They shrugged, and went on, picking rooms to call their own for the next few days.
"Dad! You're worse than Goten," a voice yelled after a few minutes. Everyone found it familiar, but couldn't place whom it belonged to.
"You better get dressed. We've got visitors!" The ever-cheerful voice of Goku answered.
"WHAT!" The first yelled. Goku stepped out of the room, leaving his son to get dressed.
A few minutes later, after Goku had led them back down to the dining room to eat, Chichi started to bring out mountains of food. About halfway through the meal, after almost everyone had lost their desire to eat, did a very familiar voice appear.
"Hey, mom, what smells so good?" The familiar voice from before asked the voice nearby.
"Breakfast, and you'd better get down here before your father eats it all," Son Chichi called back. Seconds later, the face no one could place to the voice appeared.
"GOHAN!" A few people shouted in surprise. The two Saiyans, along with a few others, covered their ears.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!" Videl yelled at him.
"That's what I should be asking you," Gohan chuckled nervously.
"For your information, we just so happen to be here on a field trip to meet and spend some time with the legendary Son Goku and his family," Videl informed him.
"Dad, is that true?" Gohan asked, a hint of whining in his voice.
"Yep," Goku replied, flashing that infamous grin.
"Wait a minute, Son Goku is your dad!" Videl screeched to the dismay of almost every soul in the room.
"Yeah, so?" Gohan prompted. The glare he got really and truly reminded him of his mother. His mother, who was standing right behind him, holding her trusty frying pan. Looking around, Gohan found various people trying to warn him, but, alas, he was doomed at birth to have had his father's naivety and stupidity.
"Gohan, why weren't you watching your brother this morning?" Chichi asked.
"I was asleep," he answered.
"Wrong answer," she replied, slamming the pan into his head, leaving his classmates and teacher horrified at what had happened to the guy. He'd fallen to the ground, not ready to be hit so early in the day.
"Mrs. Son, how could you do that to your own child!" Was one of the many things people yelled at Chichi.
"Do what? He's fine," She shrugged. And indeed, he was, as he sat up rubbing his head.
"Is it safe to come down?" Son Goku's voice was heard from above. Everyone but Chichi and Gohan looked up, and quite a few of the girls fainted from fright, seeing the mighty Saiya-jin warrior in the air, safe from the pan.
"Yeah, it's safe," Gohan replied.
"Okay," his father answered, floating gently down.
"Now Goku, honestly, what are we going to do with all these teens?" Chichi asked pointed to the ten students and one teacher fainted on the floor.
"Uhh..." He trailed off. Chichi sighed, then sent Gohan to work, carrying everyone up to the bedrooms.
Erasa woke up in a strange room, on a strange bed, not really knowing what was going on. The last thing she remembered before blacking out was seeing the legendary Son Gohan floating in the air. Around her, she could hear other students waking up. She spotted Gohan, by the door, looking deep in thought.
"Hey Gohan," she greeted her friend.
"Oh, hey," he muttered.
'What's his problem?' She wondered. After a bit, when everyone was up and ready to go, the earlier event forgotten by all but Videl, and of course, the Sons, Gohan led his classmates downstairs.
Just as the class, Gohan, Goku, and Chichi went outside, a ki beam heading straight towards them hit the house, utterly destroying it.
"NO!" Chichi yelled. "MY HOUSE!"
Everyone else look dumbfounded.
"What the hell just happened?" Students yelled, while Chichi broke down in sobs.
"Not again! That was our twelfth house this month! I wanted a home for more than just a few days!" Chichi was heard saying. "Now where's everybody going to stay!" She demanded from Goku.
"How about Gohan and me go ask everyone?" Goku suggested.
"Hmm, there's that, but who's got enough room for everyone to stay over for a few days?" She asked, tears gone.
"What about Bulma?" Goku suggested.
"Dad, do you really want them to meet Vegeta?" Gohan said, looking at his father.
"Oh, yeah, probably not a good idea," Goku replied flashing that oh-so-famous scratch and grin.
"Besides, mom's got people there over this week, remember?" Trunks' voice was heard from behind.
"Trunks, I think we're in trouble, Goten's voice said.
"Shut up baka!" Trunks replied, clamping his hand around his friend's mouth.
"Really, and why do you think you're in trouble Son Goten?" Chichi asked.
"'Because we were playing ki ball and one of them hit the house by accid-" the chibi stopped, for his mother had begun to use that infamous frying pan on the young boy. "Owe!" The two boys could be heard saying as they ran off.
"Well, what about Master Roshi's?" Goku suggested a few minutes later.
"NO!" Gohan yelled out.
"Why not?" Goku asked, being his oh-so-naive self.
"Dad, look around at the class, what do you see a lot of?" Gohan asked his father.
"Oh, I see your point," Goku answered after a moment.
"Yamcha's?"
"He's staying with Master Roshi."
"Tien, Choatzu, and Launch's?"
"No, do you realize how dangerous that'd be. Do you really want everyone to die?"
"The Lookout?" Goku suggested.
"No!" Both Gohan and Chichi yelled together.
"Why not?" He whined.
"Don't you think that staying at God's home would probably be pushing the limit?" Gohan asked his father.
"Why don't I just call dad and ask him. Dende knows he's got more than enough room," Chichi told her two guys.
"That'd be a great idea mom, except for the fact that the phone was blown up with the house," Gohan replied.
"You could use my cell phone Mrs. Son," students told her, handing her cell phones.
"Thank you," She replied after borrowing one. "He said it's okay, Goku," She told her husband after getting of the phone.
"Okay, everyone get your stuff and put your other hand on someone's shoulder," Goku yelled out. After twenty minutes, everyone was like this, wondering, with the exception of five people, why they were doing this. "Okay, get ready," he told them as they shimmered off, using Instant Transmission.
"Gohan, what the hell just happened!" Videl screeched in his ear. Gohan looked and saw that Videl was right next to him, while his dad was one his other side.
"I'll explain later Videl," he told her quietly, hoping his mother wouldn't see him stooped down, talking in murmurs to Videl, because he knew she'd begin that age-old tirade of wanting grandchildren.
But, come on, this is supposed to be a Gohan torture story, so Goku saw the two and told his wife through their bond. Pure joy sprouted from her, but she promised Goku to try and not embarrass he son until she couldn't hold back any longer.
"Chichi, Goku, Gohan, Goten! So nice to see you all again! Hello Trunks," The Ox King called out, rushing out to greet his daughter and her family.
"Hi, Grandpa," Gohan gasped out as the Ox King was slowly squishing them in his giant hug.
"Hey, aren't you the Ox King?" One of the classmates, a guy named Steve called out.
"Yes, yes I am," he told the guy, forgetting that he still was squeezing the life out of Gohan, Goku, and Chichi.
"Dad, please," Chichi told him, seeing spots dance in front of her eyes.
"Oh, sorry Chi, sorry guys," he told them, setting the three back down on the ground.
"Gohan," Videl muttered warningly.
"I'll tell you later Videl," he muttered, just loud enough for just them two to hear.
"Chichi, why don't you and Goku show everyone where they can sleep," her father suggested.
"Okay dad, follow us everyone," Chichi called. "Oh, and Gohan, why don't you go and get those two little rascals."
"Both of them? Why do I need to get Trunks?" The guy whined, much to the shock of his classmates.
"Because Bulma's got guests over and she wanted us to watch him so that she'd only have to deal with Vegeta," the matriarch of the Son family informed her son.
"Wait a minute, you keep talking about this Bulma person. Who is she?" Videl asked Gohan, not letting him leave.
"A family friend?" Gohan replied.
"And why does that sound like a question? Well?" She asked, putting her hands on her hips, a demanding glare aimed straight at the poor guy.
"I'll explain later," he answered, looking at his feet to avoid her scary face.
"No, I've been hearing you tell me later all day! I want answers now Son Gohan! Do you hear me! Where are you going? Get back here NOW!" She yelled at him as he flew off, not even fazed by the fact that he was flying. 'Wait a minute, how is he flying?' She wondered.
'Well, duh, I've only been flying since I was a little kid,' she heard someone reply.
'What the h---?' She thought. 'Who are you? And why are you in my head?'
'In your head, not wait just a minute. It's you who's in my head!' The "voice" thought back.
"No, you're in my head!" Videl yelled aloud, not realizing that what she'd thought had also been said aloud. Seeing all the stares, she sweat dropped, then promptly fainted.
"Huh, that's weird. I could've sworn I heard someone in my head," Gohan said to himself. Spotting the two chibis, he landed quietly behind them. The teen could hear the two whispering something, but couldn't make out what it was. As he snuck up behind them, he noticed their voices getting quieter. "Hey guys," Gohan said to them, and when they whipped around, they both gave a yell, for the teen had been just inches from their faces.
"Gohan, don't do that! You almost gave me a heart attack!" Trunks yelled at the older guy.
"Yeah big brother, you really scared me!" Goten yelled at his brother just seconds after Trunks had.
"Sorry guys. Say, what're you doing anyways?" Gohan asked, wanting to know.
"None of your business," Trunks told Gohan.
"Oh, just a plan that'll ru-" the younger of the two chibis was cut off by the older of the dastardly duo.
"Shut up Goten," Trunks muttered warningly into his friend's oversensitive ears.
"Oh, well mom wants both of you to come back to grandpa's with me," Gohan informed the boys.
"We don't want to," Trunks told Gohan speaking in a tone that he should have only picked from one person. Vegeta.
"It's not you have a choice," Gohan told them as he picked up each squirming and wiggling little boy. Any protests they had were cut short by the fact that the teen blasted off, going faster than he'd ever gone before. Within minutes, the three were back at the Ox King's home.
"Gohan, bring those two in here!" He heard his mother yell from the living area which he did so, not wanting to make his mother mad at him as well. "Sit down boys, yes you, too, Gohan," she told them as Gohan tried to sneak away. "It seems that you three are each guilty about something, so why don't you tell me," she ordered. "Well, Trunks Goten, I'll tell you what you guys did. You blew up our twelfth house this month. And I believe that you should get your usual punishment," she stated calmly, pulling something from behind her back. It was the frying pan. She began to punish the two chibis until she felt they had gotten enough. "You two can go upstairs and just think about what you did, because you can only leave there with my permission and that's only at mealtimes, where you will get half the amount you normally eat," she told the two, watching their faces get twin looks of terror; Gohan was about to collapse from laughing so hard.
After they'd left Gohan asked, "Hey, mom what did I do?"
"Nothing, I just wanted to talk to you," she told him.
"About what?" He asked.
"When am I going to get my grandchildren? Well?" She demanded.
"Mom, not that again! I don't even have a girlfriend, let alone someone I want to marry!" He told her, groaning.
'Really, I thought you liked someone at our school,' that "voice" from before stated.
"Well actually, yes I do," Gohan muttered in reply. His mother caught the words, and instantly, he knew she took the wrong meaning behind them. "Mom, don't, I was just talking to this voice in my head," he tried to explain, but it was too late, for his mother had already whipped out a ton a wedding stuff. "Mom, I think I hear dad calling me," he told, getting out of that room.
"Gohan, get back-" he couldn't hear her voice anymore. Walking around, he found a few people he knew in one of the rooms. Goten and Trunks, defying Chichi's orders, were following Gohan around.
"Hey guys!" He called out to them.
"Hey," the people said to him, in a very dull and bored manner. Not like that would be around much longer, as a giant explosion rocked the building.
"Not again," Gohan groaned.
"Goten! Trunks!" Chichi yelled.
"Mom, it wasn't them," Gohan found himself explaining to his mother. "They were with me," he went on.
"Then who took out half of my father's home!" She screamed.
"Wow, I didn't think the building was that hurt. I really should find a new place to play ki ball," Goku's voice heard saying.
"Goten, Trunks, I'm sorry I yelled at you two. But as for your father," Chichi apologized to her boys and Trunks, stalking off to yell at her husband.
Up at the Lookout
"Hmm, and I haven't done anything yet to ruin my friend's life. I need to do something or else those two chibis and Goku will take my spot on Gohan's hit list in the fandom realm!" Mr. Popo heard his young Namekian charge say. "I know, I'll, no that won't work. What about? No, that's one's stupid," Dende was heard muttering to himself.
A/N: This has been chapters 1-5 in their entirety. I hope you've enjoyed them, and if you have read them before, you'll agree, not much was changed, I just ran them through beta, me, and spell checking. I'm always open for opinions so drop me a review if you want. I'm going to work on the next chapter, which will be chapters 6-10. Personally, those are some of my favorite chapters so it will be fun to reread them.
