After Shocks

Disclaimer: Hello? Santa? What? The Easter Bunny and the Tooth Fairy are over there too? Great! I'll bring the chip dip!

Note: I have never been, nor do I personally know anyone who has been sentenced to prison, and I don't feel like researching the topic, so I'm making everything up. Therefore, there is probably a bunch of incorrect stuff, just so you know.

Chapter 12: Jailhouse Rock Part II

Gohan knocked gently on the window that led to Videl's room from the balcony. He waited a minute, and then knocked again, only this time he did it a little harder. He was answered by a sharp yell from within.

"I'm coming, I'm coming! Sheesh Gohan! You'd think you were excited to go to jail or something!"

"He he. Sorry. I just feel weird standing out here. Uh, can I come in?"

"No! I'm coming out. Now let's fly to the station so I'm not late for school again.


Gohan flipped facetiously through the pages of a book he was pretending to be interested in. Early that morning, he had gone through everything that the police chief had described to him, and here he was, sitting in the jail's library several hours later. So far, all he'd done all day was study. His books were admitted to the library before he got there, and he had to get them like he was actually finding them for the first time, so no one was suspicious as to how he was allowed to bring stuff with him to jail.

Gohan was currently listening for anything suspicious, and was in the midst of listening in on a conversation that he thought was intriguing. He flipped through a few more pages of his book and continued listening to the conversation that was carrying on between three secretive acting men over in the corner of the room. The three men were doing nearly the exact same thing as Gohan was. They all had books, but weren't reading them at all. In fact, one guy was so concentrated on the conversation that he didn't even realize he was holding the book upside down. They were all talking in hushed tones, and bent over so that they didn't need to speak louder then necessary.

There was a very large man who appeared to be acting as leader of the other two. He had thick brown hair, and a long scraggly beard. There was a man of medium build, who Gohan found revolting. The way the man's eternally narrowed eyes flashed back and forth, and his greasy slicked back dark hair gave the impression of a devious and greedy person who was only interested in acquiring more wealth. Finally, there was the third man, who was only a little shorter than greasy guy. This man had a smirk on his face that just seemed to scream that something was wrong. Either that was the way he looked all the time, or there really was something happening, and the man was very overconfident that whatever it was would go through. These men may or may not have had anything to do with the rumors that the police chief was talking about, but Gohan couldn't rule out anyone yet. Either way, he decided to keep an eye on the three suspicious men.


Next was lunch hour. Gohan stood in line with his little tray, and was just standing there waiting for the line to move up, when someone decided he was their next target. A burly man latched onto Gohan's shoulder and yanked him out of line and stole his spot. Now that was a big mistake. If the burly man had known about Saiyans he'd be quaking in his boots, because we all know that when it comes to food, they take it quite seriously.

"Excuse me…sir. I believe that is my spot you just stole."

The big man turned around and said to Gohan's face, "too bad scrawny boy."

Gohan realized that this was the large man he had been watching earlier. He also realized a rather distinctive stench.

"You don't happen to have a son that goes by the name of Skunk do you…uh, sir."

The man gave him a weird look. "Yeah. What's it to ya? And don't call me sir! The guys here all call me Stank! Now yet away weakling. I'm trying to get my food."

Gohan smirked. "I'm afraid that's the problem Stank. You just stole my spot, and I don't appreciate it very much." He said, abhorrence dripping from his voice.

"Oh, and whatchya gonna do about it huh? Bug me to death?"

"No. This." Gohan grabbed Stank's shoulder in the exact same way and yanked him out of the spot. When Gohan let go, Stank stumbled a few steps backwards before tumbling into a table. Gohan looked at him with pretend innocence for a second before shrugging and getting back into like and acting blissfully unaware of the upset he had just caused.

"I challenge you little man!"

"To what?" Gohan replied.

Stank looked over Gohan and then sneered. " An eating contest."

Perfect. "Ok. Fine with me."

Ten minutes later, they were on opposite sides of a table with piles of food on either side and in front of them. A crowd had gathered to watch the spectacle, and was gathered around the table. A man looked at both competitors, got the confirmation that they were ready, and then screamed, "go!"

Both competitors dug in rapidly, but while Stank was going full out, Gohan was just getting warmed up, and wasn't even going full speed yet. Soon enough though, he got into it and ate so fast that his hand moving up and down between the dishes and his mouth because a blur. Stank never looked up, and was confident he was winning. He reached for his fifth bowl of rice, but came up empty handed. He finally looked up to see Gohan chowing down on the last dish available, and was done in four seconds.

"Mmm. Hey is there anymore?" Gohan asked sincerely.

All around him, the spectators gawked at the scene before them. On Gohan's side, there were piles of dishes, while Stank only had the four rice bowls. The man who had started the contest stuttered for a bit, before announcing shakily that 'scrawny boy' was the clear winner.


Next up on the schedule was the recess/workout session. The prisoners were escorted to a fenced in, walled in area, where a couple tetherball poles were set up. The three men Gohan had noted were congregating in a far corner with several other people. Stank was giving Gohan heated glances every so often, and finally, the group approached Gohan and began sneering, smirking, and cracking their knuckles in preparation for giving the kid the beat down of his life. Yeah right.

"So little man, you may have beaten be in a stupid eating contest, but out here, this is where I reign." Stank announced. "Prepare for pain little man. Get him!"

The group started rushing Gohan, and he looked around quickly. Like the Police Chief had warned, they were understaffed, and he only saw two guards who were busy at the moment. Guess no one was going to try and stop the fight then.

The group approached Gohan with raised fists. Gohan grabbed the fists of the two foremost guys and shoved back, sending them straight to the ground. He flipped backwards and stopped on his hands and gave a sharp upward kick to the faces of two guys on either side of him, and then finished the flip and thrust both elbows backwards, getting another two people in the face. Gohan dropped to the ground and performed a sweeping kick to their ankles in almost a 360-degree spin. The only guy left now was Stank. Stank charged Gohan, but he grabbed the fists and yanked Stank towards him. Gohan head-butted Stank, and then let go of his wrists to let him stumble and fall over. Some of the guys got up and ran away, but Gohan let them go and just calmly walked over to a quiet corner to observe some more people to see if he found anything else suspicious.

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It was finally time for lockdown for the night. For the time being, Gohan had his own cell, although he was warned that that could quickly change. He poked at the lumpy mattress cautiously, before resigning to deal. He had survived in much worse conditions after all. Gohan settled down, and lay in peace for a minute, before a resounding crack was heard. Gohan suddenly found himself lying on the cold floor with approximately half a bed on either side of him. The stupid bed had cracked under his weight. Gohan sighed. He didn't really feel like sleeping on the dusty cold floor with random pieces of wood jamming into his back, so his levitated horizontally, and quickly fell asleep in his 'air mattress'.


And so ends chapter 12! Orange you glad I updated? Or are you bananas? Ah ha. Ah ha. Haaaa. Lame joke, I know. Whatevahh! Review please!