Disclaimer: I still don't own Dragonball Z or any of its characters.
Vegeta: Thank god…
Melee-man777: Hey!
Anvil falls on Vegeta's head
Vegeta: Will you stop dropping anvils on my head!
Melee-man777: But it's so much fun )
Vegeta: …
Goku: Lemme try!
Vegeta: Kakarrot? What are…?
Two anvils fall on Vegeta's head
Melee-man777: A twofer! That was sweet!
Goku: Yeah, it was!
Vegeta: I hate you people.
Goku: But we love you!
Melee-man777: You only maim the ones you love )
Vegeta: That's it! Final…
Melee-man777 to Goku: Do something!
Goku: Okay.
Glomps Vegeta and knocks him down
Melee-man777 peeks from behind Goku: Is he out?
Vegeta: But Mom, I don't want to go to school today. Can't we go to dance lessons instead?
Melee-man777 and Goku exchange glances.
Melee-man777: Let's just start the fic before he starts describing what kind of dance lesson he means ;)
Goku: Alright! I'll get the egg rolls and cheese.
Melee-man777: I don't even want to know.
The Great Saiyaman Show
I.
The small, annoying man put a bunch of papers in front of The Great Saiyaman.
"Okay," he said, pointing in a million spots. "Sign here, here, here…."
"Great!" Gohan said. "When do I start?"
"In a week." He said, " 'The Great Saiyaman?' Look, you have to sign your real name."
"Why that is my real name!" he said, doing one of his poses. "I am the Great Saiyaman, bringer of justice to all! Protector of the weak…"
"Please… stop." The man said. "I believe you. Save it for the show."
Gohan felt a little deflated, but stopped and flew home. Once there, he got tackled by the human tornado known as Goten.
"HeybigbrotherwherehaveyoubeenMomsaidyouwenttosignsomethingthenshetoldmetogobugDadbecauseshewasbusyandIwasaskingtoomanyquestionsisittrueyou'regoingtobeont.v.!" Goten said in one breath.
Translated: "Hey, big brother! Where have you been? Mom said you went to sign something. Then, she told me to go bug Dad because she was busy and I was asking too many questions. Is it true you're going to be on T.V.!"
"Whoa, slow down there squirt." Gohan said. "Yeah, I am going to be on T.V.- as the Great Saiyaman."
"Cool! Come on, I think dinner's ready!" Goten said.
'Whew!' Gohan thought, walking in. 'I could bottle that kid's energy and sell it as rocket fuel.' Gohan joined his family at the table, as Goten and Goku were already seated.
"Hey, son." Goku said. "So did you sign the contract?"
"Yeah, I start in a week." Gohan said, as Chi-Chi put down the last entrée and Goten had begun digging in.
"Now, I hope this wouldn't interfere with your schoolwork." She said. "It is your last year of high school and you have to think about college and …"
"Don't worry, Mom." Gohan assured her. "It will work out."
"He'll be fine." Goku said, stuffing his face. "I mean at least he won't blast people like Vegeta did."
"As long as the boys don't go to the studio," Chi-Chi said, eyeballing Goten.
"Hey, I didn't do anything. It was Trunks' idea to go onstage!" He protested.
"Sure it was…" Gohan answered.
"No one believes me." He said pouting.
"Don't worry about it, squirt." Goku said, ruffling his son's hair. "Just eat your dinner."
"Okay!" Goten said, devouring his food.
The other three just sweatdropped and laughed.