I am seriously on a roll this week. I have written like 4 chapters. I'm so
proud. Anyway, on with the story.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything; all belongs to the wonderful, terrific Akira Toriyama.
Chapter 8: Picture Perfect
"What is it dear?" Videl asked. She wiped her hands on her apron and joined Gohan at the table. She leant over his shoulder and gasped at what she saw.
"What the?" she cried. Both Gohan and Videl stared at the piece of paper Gohan held in his hand. The headline blared, " Videl Satan, or should we say Son!"
"How did I get in the paper?" she cried.
"What I want to know is how they knew we were married?" Gohan said. Suddenly, reality hit Videl and she started hitting her head on her fist.
"Oh shit, Oh shit, Oh shit," she cried.
"Videl, don't do that. You lost 10 brain cells every time you do that," Gohan exclaimed. Videl threw him a look.
"I just remembered that yesterday when I was at the bookstore and I ran into Angela," she said.
"Angela?" Gohan asked.
"Angela, you know the one who blackmailed you into dating her," Videl replied.
"Oh, that one, so anyway, what's that got to do with you being in the paper?" Gohan inquired.
"Don't you see, she must have told someone. She seemed really miffed that we were married. I think she still likes you."
"After all these years? But why would she do something like this?"
"I don't know, people's mind work in weird ways. So what does the article say?" Videl asked.
"I don't know, let's find out," Gohan said, a grim expression on his face. They read the article. Most of it was lies and propaganda. Really, the only thing that was the truth was the fact that Gohan and Videl were married and that Videl was pregnant. And they'd even got that wrong. Because Videl had told Angela she was 5 months pregnant, not 3½ that was what the paper said. At the conclusion of the article Videl threw a look at Gohan.
"Well let's just hope they don't find out where we live," said Videl, returning to her cooking.
"You know, you look really pretty in this picture," Gohan commented.
"Well, thank you darling," Videl said serving up the pancakes, eggs, bacon, cereal and other breakfast foods. Gohan, of course, dug right in.
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"So what do you want to do today?" Videl asked.
"I want to see if Mum saw this article," said Gohan. Videl threw him a grim look. She had spent so much time with Chi-Chi in the last month and a bit, that she was Chi-Chi-ed out.
"Oh, come on, please," Gohan pleaded.
"Oh, all right," Videl gave in. She wasn't in the mood to argue. She got up from the table to get ready.
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"So, she must have told someone," Videl concluded.
"I can't believe you were in the paper. I am going to frame this," Chi-Chi said, staring blissfully at the cutout newspaper article in front of her. Videl cringed.
"Don't do that, half the article's not even true," Videl whined.
"Well, can I at least cut the picture of you out," Chi-Chi asked.
"That's even worse. I look so fat," Videl said.
"You're not fat, you're pregnant," Chi-Chi insisted.
"Same difference," Videl mumbled.
"So, have you told your father yet?" Chi-Chi asked, changing the subject.
"I don't even want to go into that," Videl said.
"What, was he angry?" Chi-Chi asked, concerned.
"Lets just say he wasn't happy," Videl replied.
"Why?" Chi-Chi pushed.
"I quote 'You can't have an alien baby, its not natural' unquote. Though from what I read in the pregnancy book at the shops yesterday, I think I prefer a saiyan pregnancy," Videl sighed and sipped her hot chocolate. Chi- Chi was positively fuming.
"That man," she muttered. She sipped her own tea. I have to do something about him, she thought. It was almost as if Videl read her mind.
"Please Chi-Chi don't go and do anything rash. I really don't care what he thinks anymore," Videl pleaded.
"But –"
"No buts, I don't want you two to end up in some huge argument," Videl argued. Chi-Chi sat there and stewed. Hoe could this man possibly be so horrible to his own grandchild. I'm going to sort him out, not matter what Videl says, she thought.
"Hey mum, what's for lunch," came Goten's voice from outside. The door opened and in walked Goten followed by Gohan and Goku who had all been sparring.
"It's almost ready, dear," Chi-Chi said and she rose from the table to finish lunch.
"I swear that all you saiyans think about is your stomachs," Videl remarked.
"And what have you been dong lately," Gohan joked.
"Hello, I'm pregnant. I have more than just my appetite to worry about," she replied in defense, as she rose to help Chi-Chi, who sent her straight back to the table so as not to strain herself.
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If you're wondering what the thing with the hot chocolate is, I'll explain. You see, when I was 10, I spilt boiling tea down my left hand and thigh and gave myself second-degree burns. Ever since then I have had some paranoid thing about tea and coffee but not hot chocolate. So I decide I'd make it into a saiyan pregnancy quirk. Go figure. Anyway, what's Chi-Chi going to do about Hercule? Find out in Chapter 9: Intrusions and Reconciliation's.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything; all belongs to the wonderful, terrific Akira Toriyama.
Chapter 8: Picture Perfect
"What is it dear?" Videl asked. She wiped her hands on her apron and joined Gohan at the table. She leant over his shoulder and gasped at what she saw.
"What the?" she cried. Both Gohan and Videl stared at the piece of paper Gohan held in his hand. The headline blared, " Videl Satan, or should we say Son!"
"How did I get in the paper?" she cried.
"What I want to know is how they knew we were married?" Gohan said. Suddenly, reality hit Videl and she started hitting her head on her fist.
"Oh shit, Oh shit, Oh shit," she cried.
"Videl, don't do that. You lost 10 brain cells every time you do that," Gohan exclaimed. Videl threw him a look.
"I just remembered that yesterday when I was at the bookstore and I ran into Angela," she said.
"Angela?" Gohan asked.
"Angela, you know the one who blackmailed you into dating her," Videl replied.
"Oh, that one, so anyway, what's that got to do with you being in the paper?" Gohan inquired.
"Don't you see, she must have told someone. She seemed really miffed that we were married. I think she still likes you."
"After all these years? But why would she do something like this?"
"I don't know, people's mind work in weird ways. So what does the article say?" Videl asked.
"I don't know, let's find out," Gohan said, a grim expression on his face. They read the article. Most of it was lies and propaganda. Really, the only thing that was the truth was the fact that Gohan and Videl were married and that Videl was pregnant. And they'd even got that wrong. Because Videl had told Angela she was 5 months pregnant, not 3½ that was what the paper said. At the conclusion of the article Videl threw a look at Gohan.
"Well let's just hope they don't find out where we live," said Videl, returning to her cooking.
"You know, you look really pretty in this picture," Gohan commented.
"Well, thank you darling," Videl said serving up the pancakes, eggs, bacon, cereal and other breakfast foods. Gohan, of course, dug right in.
************
"So what do you want to do today?" Videl asked.
"I want to see if Mum saw this article," said Gohan. Videl threw him a grim look. She had spent so much time with Chi-Chi in the last month and a bit, that she was Chi-Chi-ed out.
"Oh, come on, please," Gohan pleaded.
"Oh, all right," Videl gave in. She wasn't in the mood to argue. She got up from the table to get ready.
***********
"So, she must have told someone," Videl concluded.
"I can't believe you were in the paper. I am going to frame this," Chi-Chi said, staring blissfully at the cutout newspaper article in front of her. Videl cringed.
"Don't do that, half the article's not even true," Videl whined.
"Well, can I at least cut the picture of you out," Chi-Chi asked.
"That's even worse. I look so fat," Videl said.
"You're not fat, you're pregnant," Chi-Chi insisted.
"Same difference," Videl mumbled.
"So, have you told your father yet?" Chi-Chi asked, changing the subject.
"I don't even want to go into that," Videl said.
"What, was he angry?" Chi-Chi asked, concerned.
"Lets just say he wasn't happy," Videl replied.
"Why?" Chi-Chi pushed.
"I quote 'You can't have an alien baby, its not natural' unquote. Though from what I read in the pregnancy book at the shops yesterday, I think I prefer a saiyan pregnancy," Videl sighed and sipped her hot chocolate. Chi- Chi was positively fuming.
"That man," she muttered. She sipped her own tea. I have to do something about him, she thought. It was almost as if Videl read her mind.
"Please Chi-Chi don't go and do anything rash. I really don't care what he thinks anymore," Videl pleaded.
"But –"
"No buts, I don't want you two to end up in some huge argument," Videl argued. Chi-Chi sat there and stewed. Hoe could this man possibly be so horrible to his own grandchild. I'm going to sort him out, not matter what Videl says, she thought.
"Hey mum, what's for lunch," came Goten's voice from outside. The door opened and in walked Goten followed by Gohan and Goku who had all been sparring.
"It's almost ready, dear," Chi-Chi said and she rose from the table to finish lunch.
"I swear that all you saiyans think about is your stomachs," Videl remarked.
"And what have you been dong lately," Gohan joked.
"Hello, I'm pregnant. I have more than just my appetite to worry about," she replied in defense, as she rose to help Chi-Chi, who sent her straight back to the table so as not to strain herself.
*********
If you're wondering what the thing with the hot chocolate is, I'll explain. You see, when I was 10, I spilt boiling tea down my left hand and thigh and gave myself second-degree burns. Ever since then I have had some paranoid thing about tea and coffee but not hot chocolate. So I decide I'd make it into a saiyan pregnancy quirk. Go figure. Anyway, what's Chi-Chi going to do about Hercule? Find out in Chapter 9: Intrusions and Reconciliation's.