This song called 'Daddy's Money' sung by Ricochet is kind of a cute song. It reminds me of the relationship between Gohan and Videl before they were married. You know, Hercule was rich and supposedly Videl's mother was very beautiful. Not to mention, Videl is the biggest tomboyish girl to ever walk the planet. (You know what I mean) So I felt this song fit!
Story is in Gohan's point of view. Also, when speech is in between ' and is italicized, that means the character is thinking.
One more thing, during the story/songfic, I will be jumping threw time. So if at one minute I'm in school on a Monday; then at a prom five months ago; then at a restaurant 3 weeks later; don't panic. It's all under control. I own one character, Lizzy. I created her to be Videl's mother.
My Girl
'Did we not just go over the founders of West City yesterday?' I sat in the back of second period class at Orange Star University. I had just joined the school at the beginning of collage. I was home schooled up until collage because my mother thought she could do a better job at teaching me then any school system. The only reason I was able to convince her to let me go to a real school was thought of me graduating with a class and getting a real diploma.
Can't concentrate on the preacher's preaching
My attention span done turned off
'Okay, lets see. Mr. John P. Marshall founded West Ci– Hello.' About half way into the period, Videl Satan walked into the classroom late for school. Videl sits right in front of me and was very beautiful for a tomboy. As she walked up towards her seat, I tried to concentrate on the lesson, but it was no use. She had cut her long black hair and now it was very short, almost as short as mine. Short semi-spiky hair seamed to be the in thing so Videl thought she would try it out. She always wore an extra large baggy tank top with a skin-tight tee shirt underneath. You could never tell what she was wearing for pants, considering she always wore some kind of biker shorts.
I've horned in on that angel singing
Up there with the choir robe on
Everyone knows the history of Videl. Her father, Hercule Satan, supposedly saved the world from a monster called cell and now he's the world champ. Videl knows he did not. She got the whole story from me one day in an after school Flying Lesson. Videl's mother was very beautiful. Hercule was very lucky to have a woman like her. But he blew it with the whole Cell thing and she left him when Videl was only six. I've heard threw the grape vine that she looks just like her mother. Only problem is, Videl has a personality of a three-year-old.
She's got her daddy's money
Her momma's good looks
More laughs than a stack of comic books
After school everyday, as I fly around as super SayaMan, I watch her try to be tough and try to take on bad guys herself. Her best friend, Eraser, once told me during lunch that Videl dreams of being a crime fighter considering she's very strong for a female. Not to mention, very brilliant. She graduated from High School with honors in three major classes and is in 2 honors classes now. This girl is one dangerous chick!
A wild imagination
A collage education
Add it all up it's a deadly combination
I guess the good thing is I've got that girl, hook, line, and sinker. Even though I was head over heels for her, whenever she's was near I would simply play it cool and now that girl is mine. Whenever we kiss I feel like I'm flying once again. I have to watch it or Vegeta might think I'm under attack, because my hormones affect my power level so dam much.
She's a good bass fisher
A dynamite kisser
Country is'a turning green
The first time her dad met me, he thought I was just another nerd at the WMAT. Then when I picked up his only daughter for the collage senior prom, he almost had a fit. But then again, he must trust me considering he let us take the Porsche. I remember before we left that night all the comments Videl got from the butlers and servants. "Miss Videl you look so much like you mother." And "Miss you look splendidly beautiful tonight. Just like your mother." All she could do was look at me and smile.
She's got her daddy's money
Her momma's good looks
And look who's lookin at me
Her family, the Satan's, are almost as popular as the Briefs. Bulma find no comparison considering the Satan's have no company and don't have three hundred, sixty-five million dollars in a savings account or two hundred, forty-five million dollars in a plain bank account. One day while helping her clean out her attic, we stumbled across a box of old photographs. Back when she was younger, she was a scrawny little girl. Now when I compare those two photos she gave me, GOD did she grow up fast!
Her second cousin was my third grade teacher
I used to cut her grandma's grass
Back then she was nothing by knees and elbows
Golly did she grow up fast
Now about three weeks ago, I called up her father. I asked to speak with him about Videl and I could tell her was nervous and excited at the same time. So after I talked to him it took a lot of courage and prays to the lord to get enough mental strength to ask. So when the moment came at Post Office Pub over a candle light dinner, I finally popped the question.
She's got her daddy's money
Her momma's good looks
More laughs then a stack of comic books
We have about two days left until collage graduation, and our whole class has the jitters. Videl keeps talking about what she wants to do after graduation and after the weddings done. She wants at lest two kids and a house of our own far away from here. She says she's lived in West City long enough to last a lifetime. When we finally graduate after we threw our caps, Videl slid over next to me and she kissed me until I started to turn blue. My mom and dad just stared and smiled while my brother, Goten, and his best friend, Trunks, made a priceless face.
A wild imagination
A collage education
Add it all up it's a deadly combination
She's a good bass fisher
A dynamite kisser
Country is'a turning green
Her father's upset that the wedding is coming fast, but what can you do? She wishes we could just run away, but my mother wont hear of it. Her dad had paid for everything, the ceremony, the pictures and the honeymoon. Bulma chipped in a little with everything like helping Videl out with the gown search and me with the tux search. Her mom came back from Paris, France to see her baby girl get married. I took one look at Mrs. Satan and then at Videl and realized the rumors were true.
She's got her daddy's money
Her momma's good looks
And look who's lookin at me
I'm standing before family and friends of both her and I. I don't think I've been or could be any more nervous then right here at this very moment. I'm praying to the lord that he lend me a hand. Why would something as simple as my own dam wedding, be so dam nerve-racking!
Lord if you've got any miracles handy
Maybe you could grant me one
Just let me walk down the aisle and say, "I do"
To that angel with the choir robe on
I close my eyes really fast and tune into my sayian powers. I can see everyone behind me watching and read what there thinking. I thank my dad for this really cool power he taught me. My mom's crying and my dad's smiling. My brother and Trunks hey look like they're about to die of boredom. Bulma grins and tries to slide closer to Vegeta, but he knows her game and slides away. Yamcha, Krillin, 18, Marron and, AND PICCOLO! Well he looks like he's about to join my brother on the road to boredom.
She's got her daddy's money
Her momma's good looks
More laughs then a stack of comic books
A wild imagination
A collage education
Add it all up it's a deadly combination
Hercule, Lizzy (Videl's mother), Eraser and Sharpener. (However they're spelled, I don't care) As I open my eyes the preacher asks me the questions and I answer correctly, 'I think.' We kiss and walk away. My brother and Trunks gag them selves as Vegeta whacks them off the head.
She's a good bass fisher
A dynamite kisser
Country is'a turning green
We get in the limo, and then we get on the plane. Life seams to be moving so fast. We get to Paris and settle in. I stand out on the balcony wondering, 'where the hell the day go'. She joins me and smiles. She looks up at me and I just begin to melt. God I'm so glad I played it cool. I'm so certain if I went to school when I was younger I would have been the biggest nerd. I can remember all of the outfits and the way my mom used to set my hair. 'Thanks mom for waiting until collage to set me free.'
She's got her daddy's money
Her momma's good looks
And she's lookin at me
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