Videl: Warrior Princess: Oh my god, I am so, so, so, so, so, so, SO sorry I haven't updated this fic since April! I seriously didn't realize how much time had gone by since I worked on this! I promise I'll try never again to leave it alone for that long! I'm also sorry that this is a short chapter. Originally I was going to add in a whole other part to it, but I realized that one: I wanted to give you guys an update so you didn't think this fic was dead and two: I didn't know how to write the second part. Don't worry though, I'll find a way. Here's a short, happy chapter for you, but the next one will be angsty though, so prepare yourselves next time. Please enjoy this chapter and review when your done. I know this really hasn't had anything to make it R yet, but I promise that will start coming up soon. I just have to get through this stuff first. Thank you all so much for bearing with me and liking this fic. It means more than I can ever express. Bye!

Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ.

Chapter Eleven: M is for Movie Monday!

The three kids had been friends for a little over a year, going to different schools and hanging out still at the same park. However, some lingering questions were left unanswered, mostly by the raven-haired girl.

"Videl, how come we haven't met your dad yet?" Erasa asked, the two already knowing the tragic truth of Videl's mother.

"Well…" Videl began, "He's…very busy."

"Oh? What does he do?" Sharpener asked, looking at her curiously. Videl's mind went racing. She couldn't tell them who her father really was, or they would end up just like everyone at her school.

"He…He owns his own dojo," she answered. The two seemed to accept it, and she mentally sighed in relief. Oh well, it wasn't a complete lie; her father did own his own dojo and gym.

"Hey, I got an idea," Sharpener said one particular Saturday after the usual previous conversation.

"What is it, Sharpie?" Erasa asked, calling Sharpener by the little nickname she had for him and was allowed to call him that only when it was the three of them together.

"How about we go see that new movie that came out?" he offered. "After school on Monday? My dad could pick us up."

"Ohhh! That'd be a great idea Sharpie!" Erasa squealed with delight. The boy looked over to their friend.

"What about you, Videl? Is that okay?" Videl smiled and nodded.

"Sure, I don't see why not."

"Okay, so we'll all meet then Monday afternoon?" Sharpener asked to double check, and the two girls nodded. "Great! I—"

"Sharpener! It's time for dinner!" his mother yelled.

"Alright! I'm coming Mom!" he responded, and after saying bye to his friends, he ran off to go home. Before the girls knew it, Erasa's dad yelled her for her to come home as well, and Videl stood there in the park and began walking over to the bench that Perse was sitting on. She smiled at Videl and stood up to walk her to the car.

"So, Videl, did you have fun today?" Perse asked, starting up the engine.

"Yeah. Hey, Perse?"

"Hm?"

"Can I go to the movies Monday after school?"

"I don't see why not."