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YAY Grand Wolf, I must say, this chapter is dedicated to you. Why? Because I said so. (No really, your writting is amazing. I was reading your fics, and woah, I mean woah. They are the best writting I have ever seen on this site. I TAKE OFF MY HAT IN RESPECT!) (Funny, I'm not wearing one. A hat, I mean.)

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I-LOVE-VEGETA: no, that song was taught to me by some off my pals in New Jersey, who actually made it up. Or so they say... I have no idea.

animefreak: Thank ya. I'm trying harder to make it funnier. I really, really am.

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.:Chapter 6: Enter the Wal-mart:.

"Well, here we are!" Trunks skipped inside pulling his Dad by the hand. Walmart was packed with people of all shapes and sizes. People skibbled back and forth, knocking things off shelfs and fighting over holiday sales items. "What a dump." Vegeta thought as he watched two woman fight over a shopping cart.

"Oh BOY!" Trunks yelled. He tugged on his dad's white glove. "Can we go to the toy section, puhhhleezzzzzzz?" Trunks looked up at his dad with big, round eyes. Vegeta looked down at him with cold, cruel, unsympathetic eyes. "No." He said and started off in the oppisite direction.

"HEY TRUNKS OVER HERE!" Trunks spun around to see none other than Goten standing behind him wearing his elf costume and a wide grin. Vegeta stopped and peered over his shoulder.

"Oh, It's Kakkarot's child." He thought. "Are you here by yourself?" Vegeta asked Goten. Not that he really carred about Goten's well being, but he would never miss an opprtunity to prove his superiority to Kakkarot.

"No, my brother and my Dad are here, there this way!" Goten pointed in the direction of the toy isle. "YES!" thought Trunks. now he would be able to go to the toy isle after all. "YES" Thought Vegeta. Another chance to show Kakkarot who was really the best at just about every thing, including holiday spirit.

"Come on! Goten said I'll take you to them. It was getting a bit difficult to hear, due to the huge crowd and the fact that the intercom had begun playing christmas carols. Trunks and Vegeta followed Goten through the crowd.

"Woah." Said Trunks, who had stopped dead in his tracks. They had reached the toy section to see an entire section of it had been devoted Toys of the Z fighters. There was everything from super sayin-jin Goku three to Piccolo plush toys. The only thing they didn't see was anything Vegeta-themed.

Something caught the corner of Trunk's eye. He put down the Limited-edition-battle-strike-Super-sayin-jin-3-Goku-action-figure to have a better look. In side a bin all the way at the end of the section was a bin full of Vegeta merchandise. With a 75 off sign hanging over it.

Trunks and Goten looked at each other. Vegeta seemd to have not noticed, because he was walking away. A let's-not-tell-him-or-he-might-kill-us look flikered between Goten and Trunks as the jogged to catch up with him.

Something had caught Vegeta's eye. But unlike when some thing caught Trunk's eye, this was NOT a figure of speech. Vegeta screamed out of surprise and pain. He blindly shout a Ki blast at the direction of the assult.

"I AM SOOOOOOO SORRRRYYY!" Shouted a voice somewhere by Vegeta's left side, which he couldn't see because there was a beyblade peice hooked onto his eyelid. Vegeta ripped it out and began using a stream of human and sayin curse world.

"Dad, Dad are you okay?" Trunks came dashing down the isle. Blood stained the tips of Vegeta's gloves were he held we wound on his eye. Vegeta tossed the blade onto the floor and resumed his colorful, discriptive if not tactless language. Right in the middle of the toy isle. Parents shot Vegeta dirty looks as they walked past with there hands cupped around their children's ears. The owner of the blade slinked in to grab the missing part to the toy and then dashed off to find their parents.

"Those little Bastards!" Vegeta yelled. "I'm gonna Kill them!" Vegeta prepared to fire a Ki blast in the direction the two kids were running. "Dad, I wouldn't do that if I were you." Trunks said, pointing to a group of girls wearing shirts that said things like "Vegeta is my Bishie." Or "No Life without Veggie-chan" Vegeta began to power down. He certianly didn't want t be mauled by Fan girls. He already had his eye to worry about.

"Vegeta, sir, my dad has some senzu with him." Goten said. Vegeta looked down at Goten. "Good, I don't want to fly all the way home for such a minor injury. Goten grinned. "Alright, this way then." Goten lead them tot the end of the toy section. A North Pole display was set up, artifical snow and plastic reindeer covered the ground. People dressed exactly like Goten and Trunks ran to and fro controlling the crowd.

In the middle of the Display sat a Man in a red coat. He was wearing a fake beard that seemed to keep slipping. A Red and white hat was perched on top of his head, and jet-black hair stuck out from underneath it. A young girl of about two years of age sat on his lap.

"What do you want for Christmas little girl?" He asked. Their was not mistakeing that voice. "Kakkarot?" Vegeta's eyes widened. "Yup, there's my Dad!" Said Goten pointing to Goku. And there's my brother. Gohan stood behind Goku, and when the little grl was done talking and recived her gift, He lifted her off and put the next kid on Goku's lap. Gohan was also dressed as a elf. Tights, shoes and all.

"How the hell am I gonig to top THIS?" Vegeta wondered.

BWAHAHAHAhAHAHAHA yes, another cliff-hanger (well, sort of...) Review and I'll write more. :P