Gohan the Prince
Beaner-Bop
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Disclaimer: Anerol
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Chapter Two: Vegeta Enters
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Phillipe looked at the boy with much distaste. This was the boy who was going to become a prince? By God, he wasn't even able to shake hands correctly! His grip was extremely soft (Gohan tried as much as possible to keep his power in check), and he looked like an idiot! Looks like Phillipe was in for a lot of work… He stepped in front of the sweating boy.
"First, your wardrobe." Gohan looked at him and nodded his head no. He really hated looking at clothes. All he cared about was that they covered you well and they fit. He didn't need a wardrobe carefully put together so that he would look all nice and pretty for the cameras.
"No way…" Phillipe looked at him not believing him.
"The wardrobe is an incredibly important part of-" Gohan shook his head no again.
"I didn't have a fancy wardrobe all my life, I don't need one now!"
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Meanwhile…
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Erasa looked over at Videl, looking a little worried.
"What's wrong with Gohan, Videl? I heard that you visited him yesterday." Videl rolled her eyes but shook her head yes.
"Yeah, I did. He's not sick though. Some good fortune or something has 'come to them' and he's staying home for a while, at least as far as I can tell." Erasa looked confused but then shrugged. She really just wanted to talk to somebody, as this lesson was quite boring.
"…and Cinderella and her prince lived happily ever after. Now class, what was the princess' name in that story?" The teacher asked. All of his students were currently sleeping and he couldn't believe it. He sighed and went over to his desk. He knew that some people were still awake but they weren't listening, so that gave him a reason to use his secret weapon.
He grabbed it out of the desk drawer.
The megaphone, though one of the older versions, it was still quite…loud.
"WHAT WAS THE PRINCESS' NAME IN THE STORY THAT I, YOUR TEACHER HAS JUST READ TO YOU?!" Many of the students jumped about three feet into the air and many went backwards. Five or six of the students kept on sleeping.
The teacher sighed when nobody answered the question. How could this be the class with the smartest student in it?
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Back with Gohan…
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Gohan rolled his eyes as Phillipe showed him how to properly walk.
"You need to be regal. Just standing there with limp arms won't do you any good!" Gohan looked the other way but heard Phillipe growl. "Now you're just being stupid." Gohan glared at him. This guy was starting to test his patience.
"…I wonder if it's a family thing…" Phillipe said to himself, sort of, and catching Gohan's attention as well. "I bet your father wouldn't be able to do this with the best teacher's helping him!" Gohan looked at him and glared. Was this guy trying to get himself killed? "I mean, it must be from the father's side since…" Gohan could feel the ki ball in his hand and it took all his restraint to not throw it at the 'other' (Gohan doesn't consider himself a prince) prince. Of course all restraint (well…maybe no all) was broke when Phillipe made another comment about Goku.
Gohan through the ki blast right over Phillipe's shoulder and into the middle of the portrait that was behind him. Phillipe looked behind him only to see a hole in the wall and the hole was smoking slightly. He turned back to Gohan.
"Let me tell you something. I can make my target you, and I don't miss." Phillipe's eyes widened.
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Chichi looked down at the frying pan, wondering if she should hit herself with it. She turned and glared at Gohan.
"You threatened Phillipe? Kami…" She groaned. Gohan shrugged.
"Really, when you think about it, it wasn't as much 'threatening' as of 'telling him what I could do'." Chichi glared at Gohan again, making him shut up.
"Let me tell you something. You are in big trouble young man! But you know what? I won't let this daunt me! I'm going to get you a new teacher whether you like it or not!
And thus started the next few days of hell…for Gohan and his teachers. He had precisely eight and a half (one heard about something from the others after he agreed to teach Gohan and then told them later that he would because he was afraid for his life) of them.
The teachers… (all after Phillipe)
"…damn you child! Can't you do anything right?" (It reminded Gohan of Mr. Shuu)
"Anything you can do, I can do better!" (Need I say more?)
"Well…aren't you going to be the best princey-wincey? Yes you are! Yes you are!" (It freaked him out)
"Wait, let me get another quick drag… oh yeah baby…" (…gross…)
"Your job is to not outshine me…" (…riiiiiight…)
"Damn, what the hell is wrong with you hair?" (Nobody…insults…the hair!)
"It needs to be tighter!" (and that's before the two met! *shivers*)
"I brought my dog Foofy. Isn't that right Foofy, uh huh, that's right! Come here and give me a kiss, hmmm?" (…*no comment*…)
"Um…yeah. I'm afraid for my life so I decided to teach someone else…THANK YOU!" (It explained itself!)
Chichi glared at her oldest son. She pointed a finger at him. "You are not proving anything young man! I will get you a teacher!" Gohan rolled his eyes, he got rid of all of them - why not the rest. He yawned and Chichi sighed. She excused him to go to bed thinking that night.
I still have a few more teacher's left… More than likely none will work though. Chichi looked at the list she had made for teacher's of Gohan. She decided that it was time for desperate measures, she walked over to the phone and dialed a number, waiting for the other line to pick up.
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Gohan went to sleep that night actually wondering about what the homework that he got from Videl since he hadn't looked at it yet. He smiled slightly, knowing that even though TGIF wasn't important this week to him, it was to a whole lot of other people. He turned on a switch and the lamp by his bed made the room get slightly full with light.
Gohan looked at the papers, reading the contents. Royalty? Please! He shook his head and turned the light off. He could finish that tomorrow.
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Gohan woke up the next day by someone grabbing him by the scruff of his neck. He cracked open an eye and tried to nod as well as he could to the other person.
"Hey Vegeta. Come to train?" Vegeta snorted.
"Hardly." Gohan looked confused and Vegeta snorted again, "Didn't that harpy of a mother tell you?" Gohan looked even more confused which made Vegeta smirk. He dragged Gohan into the living room where Chichi was currently sweeping. She looked up and bit her lip when she saw Gohan. She looked slightly guilty.
"Mom…what's going on?" Chichi looked like a deer caught in headlights.
"Well…you wouldn't listen to anyone else and you would always threatened them so if I got someone who was used to that sort of thing, you know, all the time…" Gohan's eyes widened when he realized where she was going.
"No-No way! You mean-" Chichi nodded her head, "VEGETA'S GOING TO TEACH ME?!"
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A/N: I know it was short but *giggles* I tortured Gohan, hehe. Man, now he's got to listen to Vegeta! I can't wait to do the next part! LOL!