Dragonball Z Odd Situations

Okay, here's the deal about this Fic. I had quite a few short stories about odd situations that the DBZ characters might find themselves in. Well, I just decided to post them here instead of having them kept all to myself with no one to read. So here they are. So far I have about three or four short stories. If I make up any more, this is where I will put them. Enjoy!


Story 1: Father-Son/Daughter Day

This is what happens when Vegeta is forced to take Goten to school to participate in varies of activities. Craziness ensures.


It was a normal day the day Son Goten arrived home from school carrying a piece of paper in his hands. He showed it to his mother, Chi-Chi.

"Mom, look!" He cried, waving the paper in her face.

With interest, she took the paper and read it:

Dear Parents,
Tomorrow is Father-Son/Daughter Day at school. All students are asked to bring their Father's with them to school where we will do numerous Father-Son/Daughter activities. Please bring your Father, unless there is an emergency or they for some important reason, cannot make it. Thanks bunches,

-Ms. Puffleberry

Chi-Chi stared at the notice in shock. What am I going to do? She thought. Goku's dead... She looked down at her son who was waiting for her reply.

"Well Goten," She started, "Remember that talk I gave to you a while ago about your father?"

Goten nodded, "Uh-Hun!"

Chi-Chi pulled the collar on her dress. "Well, this requires that you bring your father and he's, um..."

"I know he's dead but I thought maybe Gohan could come instead!" Goten replied.

Chi-Chi considered this. "Hmm...Gohan, well, maybe it would work..."

Goten's face lit up. "I know he'll do it!"

Just then, the door opened and in walked a tired looking Gohan. He put his bag down by the door and headed for the kitchen.

"Hi Mom, Goten," He greeted his family. He raided the fridge for something to eat. He found some fruit and began eating it. He noticed Chi-Chi and Goten staring at him.

"Hmmm?" Gohan asked; his mouth full of a chunk of apple.

Chi-Chi stood up. "Gohan, would you mind being Goten's father for a day?"

Gohan nearly chocked on his apple, "What?!"

Chi-Chi handed him the flyer. Gohan began reading it.

Moments later, he rubbed the back of his head. "Well, uh, I wish I could but that would mean I'd have to miss school on the day of the big test."

"Oh, that's right," Chi-Chi sighed then looked back at Gohan, "And there's no way you're missing it!"

Goten looked down sadly, "You mean, I can't go..."

Chi-Chi stared sadly at her youngest son. "Well let's see, how about Krillin?"

Gohan shook his head. "When I went over to his house yesterday he told me that he would be out of town for all of this week. Besides, Krillin looks nothing like Goten. How about Yamcha?" Gohan suggested.

"I'm not letting my son go anywhere with that immature guy!" Chi-Chi exclaimed.

The room was silent for a moment until Chi-Chi came up with someone else. She bit her lip. "Well...there is someone else..."

"Mom, you aren't thinking of..." Gohan started.

Chi-Chi nodded and walked toward the phone. "It's either him or no one..."

"Who?" Goten asked.

Gohan walked into the family room. "You don't want to know..." He replied as Chi-Chi walked into the kitchen, picking up the phone.

"Hi Bulma," Chi-Chi spoke once she had got a hold of her best friend. "I was wondering if you could do me a little favor..."

"Sure!" Bulma answered. "Anything you want."

"Well," Chi-Chi started, biting her lip. "I was wondering if you got that notice about Father-Son/Daughter Day..."

"What? Oh, that's only for the second graders," Bulma answered. "Trunks was going to do it last year but he was sick. Although I'm still not sure how he got sick when the day before he was feeling just fine..."

"Oh really?" Chi-Chi asked.

"Yeah, but what about it?"

"Well, you know that Goku's..." She paused.

Bulma understood at once. "Yeah, I know. Who are you going to get to go?"

"Well I was wondering if Vegeta..."

"Vegeta?!" Bulma questioned.

"Everyone else I know is busy Bulma, please?" Chi-Chi begged. "Goten really wants to go..."

Bulma sighed. "Well, I suppose I could get Vegeta to go."

"How?"

Bulma smiled. "Oh I have my ways..."

---

"Come on Mr. Veg, I mean Dad!" Goten called to a dragging Vegeta.

"Vegeta, please be careful, and have fun!" Chi-Chi called to the two as they took off for school.

Vegeta grunted as Goten waved goodbye to his mother and brother.

Chi-Chi sighed and closed the door. "You think I did the right thing?" She asked, turning to Gohan.

Gohan shrugged. "It's hard to say, you know Vegeta..." He paused. "But I'm sure it'll be fine."

"You're right," Chi-Chi agreed.

Gohan grabbed his bag and started toward the door. He stopped and faced his mother again. "Just how did Bulma make Vegeta agree to take Goten?"

Chi-Chi smiled. "He'd have to sleep on the couch for a month if he didn't do it."

Gohan only shook his head and waved goodbye to his mother. With that, he took off for school...

- Meanwhile -

Vegeta and Goten entered the classroom just as the school bell rung. Vegeta turned around and got in fighting position. "Wha- What's going on?!" He asked, looking around for the "danger".

Goten tapped him on the shoulder. "Dad, it's just the school bell."

Some kids in the classroom began giggling. Vegeta stared at them angrily. "Quiet you brats!"

The kids fell silent. The teacher, Mrs. Puffleberry, stared at Vegeta. "Excuse me, sir..."

Vegeta glared at the teacher, "What?!"

Mrs. Puffleberry's eyes went wide. "Um, I would appreciate it if you didn't call the children brats, it's very rude."

Vegeta only rolled his eyes. Stupid humans...

"Would you happen to be Goten's father?" Mrs. Puffleberry asked.

Vegeta crossed his arms, "Yeah, so?"

"Oh," Mrs. Puffleberry replied, noticing how different the two were, "Well you and Goten can go over to the carpet so we can begin with the fun stuff!" He bent down toward Goten's level and smiled, "Right Goten?"

Goten returned the smile, "Yeah!" He pulled Vegeta over to the carpet.

"I'm coming; I'm coming, stop grabbing me!" Vegeta ordered Goten. He walked slowly over to the carpet where all the fathers and their son and or daughters were sitting. Vegeta stood up.

"Okay Fathers," Mrs. Puffleberry began. She noticed Vegeta standing. "Um, sir, could you please sit with the rest of the parents?"

"No," Vegeta answered, his arms crossed.

Mrs. Puffleberry was silent. All the fathers looked at Vegeta with strange expressions. Vegeta merely scowled in response.

Mrs. Puffleberry continued on, "Uh, well the first fantastic thing we're going to do is an eating contest!"

All the kids began cheering. Vegeta grunted.

"The tables are set up outside, it will be a pie eating contest, the rules are, first father and son or daughter to finish is the winner! The winner will be crowned king of the contest!" Mrs. Puffleberry explained. "Now follow me outside and we'll begin!"

Vegeta's face lit up. King? Crowned royalty? Suddenly, the saiyan prince's lips curled into a smirk as he began imagining all the fathers and their children bowing before him. Quickly, he grabbed Goten and hurried outside. He bent down to Goten's level. "We're going to win this contest, got it brat?"

Goten nodded. "Okay! I like pie!"

Vegeta grinned evilly. No human has a chance against me! He thought.

All the fathers and their kids lined up against the table. Mrs. Puffleberry stood at the front of the table.

"Now there is a little catch to this," She told the parents and their kids, "You may not eat with your hands and they have to be behind your back at all times!"

Some of the children "Ooooh"ed and "Ahhh"ed. Vegeta just rolled his eyes. "Let's begin!" He called.

"Uh, yes," Mrs. Puffleberry replied, "Eat until you drop!" She laughed. "On your mark..."

Vegeta got ready.

"Get set!"

He lowered toward the pie.

"Go!"

Vegeta attacked the first pie, eating it in merely two seconds flat. Mrs. Puffleberry stared in amazement.

Goten was already on the next pie and finished it like it was nothing. All the other kids stared in amazement. Finally, the bell sounded and Vegeta and Goten had won. Together, they had eaten a total of 110 pies.

Mrs. Puffleberry stood on the wooden plank, eyes cast on the paper which read the names of the winners of the contest. "Well, it seems like we have a winner." She paused and shook her head. "Vegeta and his son Goten with...110 pies!"

Everyone there was silent as Vegeta and Goten made their way to the stage. Mrs. Puffleberry placed a gold crown a top Vegeta's and Goten's heads. It proved to be a bit of a hastle, seeing that their hair wasn't quite…average. But nevertheless, she managed to fit the crowns then stood back with a smile. "The King and Prince of the pie eating contest, Vegeta and-"

"King Vegeta!" Vegeta interrupted.

Mrs. Puffleberry blinked in surprise but shrugged and continued on, "King Vegeta and his son Goten!"

Slow claps were heard from the crowd, all of which who were still amazed that the two had managed to eat a total of 110 pies.

Goten jumped up and down, "We won Dad!" He exclaimed with delight.

Vegeta crossed his arms; he was beginning to like this. All he needed now were the humans to begin groveling at his feet and things would be perfect. He looked toward Mrs. Puffleberry, "What's next?" He asked.

Mrs. Puffleberry looked at her sheet of paper and smiled. "Looks like the sock hop race!"

The kids cheered while Vegeta stood there confused, "The what?!"

Mrs. Puffleberry grabbed the microphone. "The rules for the sock hop race are simple; you and your father will be tied together by the feet. You then will have to race to the finish line like this, the first to cross the finish line wins!"

"What? Me tied to this brat!" Vegeta yelled.

Mrs. Puffleberry stared at the man. "Did you just call your son a brat?"

"Yeah, what's it to you?!" He yelled angrily.

"Uh, nothing, it's just..."

"Good," Vegeta answered, making his way toward the starting line.

A man came around and tied a rope around Vegeta and Goten's ankle, linking them together.

I, the Prince of all Saiyans, tied to Kakarot's brat, how degrading... Vegeta thought as the race was about to begin.

Mrs. Puffleberry stood on the stage. "On your mark, get set, go!"

With that, Vegeta and Goten took off, going as fast as they could, which was way faster than any average human...

The sped by kids, knocking them backwards along with their fathers. Mrs. Puffleberry was once again amazed. In fact, the two saiyans were going so fast, the rope that was connected to them broke. It was left behind as the two crossed the finish line.

Goten threw his hands into the air. "We won again!" He exclaimed.

Vegeta smirked as he looked behind at the fallen fathers and their children. Yep, he was really beginning to like this...

Mrs. Puffleberry grabbed the mike again. "Uh, unfortunately, since the rope broke, Vegeta and Goten, you two have been disqualified..."

Everyone was silent. Vegeta grew mad, "WHAT?! Disqualified?!"

Mrs. Puffleberry nodded weakly. "I'm sorry; those are the rules sir..."

Vegeta grunted and began mumbling something about the stupidity of earthling games and their rules.

"Well, the race will start again, everyone, back to the starting line." Mrs. Puffleberry announced.

The Fathers and their kids looked at Vegeta and Goten strangely as they passed.

"Weirdos," One kid mumbled as he passed.

Vegeta caught the kid by his shirt and heaved him up high into the air. "What did you say, brat?!"

The kid was terrified now. He shook with fear, "Nothing; nothing!" He stuttered, "Please, please, let me go!!" He screamed.

The kid's father rushed over. He was big fellow who looked like he should have been in wrestling. He was nothing however compared to Vegeta...

"If you know what's good for you, you'd put my kid down right now!" The man yelled.

The kid smiled, "Yeah!" He exclaimed, "My Dad's gonna kick your butt!"

The man walked over to Vegeta and gave him a good punch in the stomach. Vegeta just stood there, unharmed by the human's punch.

"Is that supposed to hurt?" Vegeta simply asked, a glare clearly marked on his face.

The man punched him again. Still the same results happened. The man punched him again and again.

"Oh my!" Mrs. Puffleberry exclaimed, rushing toward the two men, "Stop! Stop!"

A crowd began to fill around the two as the man continued punching and kicking Vegeta with everything he had. Kids gathered around the two but couldn't see anything over the crowd of fathers who had made sure to get a front row seat in the action.

"What's going on?" One kid asked.

"I don't know, I can't see!" Another kid answered. "But I bet that Vegeta guy's getting his butt kicked!"

The other kid nodded, "Yeah!"

Finally, an open spot filled open in the crowd of fathers. Before it did however, a loud cry arose from the fight.

"Oooh!" One of the kid exclaimed, trying to jump up to see what had happened, "I think that Vegeta guy got hit bad!"

Finally, the open spot in the crowd opened completetly and the kids looked in awe to see who was left standing. They all were surprised to see Vegeta standing, the kid he had once been holding, still in hand. The kids backed away in terror.

"He's some kind of monster!" A kid called out. "He doesn't even have a scratch on him!"

Vegeta dropped the kid and he ran off, screaming as he did. The kid's father stood up slowly, looking Vegeta hard in the eye as he did, "You, you-" He stammered.

Vegeta continued glaring, not bothering to say a word.

The kids leaned forward, eager to see what would happen next. Everyone was surprised however, when the man began running off quickly after his kid, screaming as he did so.

Mrs. Puffleberry picked up the mike that she had dropped. "S- Sir, I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to ask you and your son to leave..."

Vegeta stared up at the teacher, "What for?!"

"You, you just beat up an adult, there will be no violence here sir, I'm sorry..." Mrs. Puffleberry stuttered.

Vegeta grabbed Goten's arm and pulled him to the exit.

"Aww...Mr. Vegeta!" Goten called as Vegeta continued pulling his arm. "Why'd you have to beat up that guy, now I'm not gonna win the other contests!" Tears began forming in the young saiyan's eyes.

Vegeta grunted in irritation and continued walking, his arms crossed. He looked down and noticed a small tear roll down Goten's cheek. "Stop crying brat..."

Goten looked up and at Vegeta then back down again.

"That Father-Son/Daughter Day was stupid anyway," Vegeta continued on, "Now let's go home so we can get some real food."

Goten's face lit up, "Food?!"

Vegeta shook his head. Leave it to Kakarot's brat to forget everything over the mention of food...

Goten grabbed Vegeta's arm and pulled him. "Come on Mr. Vegeta! Let's go!"

"Let me go!" Vegeta called, pulling off of Goten. "I'm perfectly capable of flying by myself!"

Goten smiled and took off to the sky, Vegeta following behind...

---

Goku looked at Ancestor's magic ball. He smiled as watched Vegeta and Goten fly off home.

"Thank you Vegeta, my friend..." Goku whispered.

---

Back on Earth, Vegeta paused in mid-air.

"What is it Mr. Vegeta?" Goten asked.

Vegeta shook his head. "Nothing, let's continue."

Goten shrugged and flew off ahead. Vegeta stared into the sky. "You owe me big time Kakarot…" He said silently, flying off into the distance, Goku watching over them from the Heavens above.


Next Time: Drivers Ed with Gohan. What happens when Gohan is forced to get his drivers license? Will he do as bad as Goku did...or worse? I'll let you decide that...

-DBZAngelX, over and out