- Sorry about the temper tantrum I threw last chapter. Haven't been myself latley, on acount that I have been survivnig on soup and tea for the past few day, my throught hurts like hell, and I can barley talk. When I get sick I just get angry and fustrated, and I'm not much fun to be around... I usually just get super competitive when I'm mad...But that's lots of fun...for me!evil grin)
Once again, this chapter is dedicated to Grand Wolf, who shut me up and got me ready and focused. Thank you, as always, for your support. (And scolding, this time. But that was needed...)
Disclaimer: I unlike Shenlong, can do things more than once, so for the elevinth time I will type; I don't own DBZ, or walmart, or yeah, any other registered trade mark mentioned here. Yup!
.:Review time:.
Grand Wolf: You're right, I was being kinda...Okay really, stupid and childish. Thank you for your support. What I ment by barley fourteen is that I terned fourteen on the 5th of December. Wow, you're in collage? Sweet.
wraithgirl: I'm so sorry! I didn't catch your review before I updated last time! Pikachu would like to- I'll just let him do the talking...
Pikachu: Pi pika chu chu pika pi pi chu pi!
AelitaAngels: Remember Vegeta gave Camille ( as the walmart sales lady,) Goku's address to deliver the TVs. They come back into the story in this chapter.
J.Jaguron: o.O why would I want to teach kids about Graffiti and defacing books?
Riyo Sohma: If you think you're family is strange, you don't know my family. One of my great-great grandmothers was a Baroness by birth write and I'm related to King Henry the Eight by marrige rights. (Not a blood relative) My father is Polish (well, step-dad, but he's the best dad ever, so I call him dad.) And I'm a british citizen by birthright. (never been there, though...)
.:Chapter Eleven: Rum :.
The lights flickered back on as Shenlong coiled his long serpentine body into a nearby reclining chair. Everyone was talking and acting like nothing had happened. Vegeta left the saftey of his Dark corner to go try to discover why and how the eternal dragon had showed up at Goku's Christmas party. But before he had taken more than three steps, Bulma caught up to him.
"Hey Vegeta, try this!" she said thrusting a mug of thick, cream colored amber liquid int Vegeta's hands. Vegeta sniffed at the liquid distatefuly. To his surprise, a rich aroma overwhelmed him. "What is this, woman?" Vegeta asked taking a sip. 'It's eggnog with rum." Bulma said, taking a sip of her own.
Bulma walked off to continue her discussion with Eighteen. Vegeta finished his egg nog quickly and began to wander across the room, feeling a bit lighter and alot less anti-social after he finished his drink. Shenlong stood talking to Goku on the opposite side of the room. Vegeta walked by making sure to go slowly so he could overhear a bit of there conversation.
"Well, Son Goku, I had a difficult time figuring out what to get you." Shenlog paused, chuckled and then continued. "I was shopping around, then I thought, 'Hey, I've got the ability to do almost anything, what the heck am I doing in a store?' So I flew away and I still couldn't figure out what to get you sooo..."
Vegeta pretended to be very intrested in a plate of cookies Chi chi was passing around, but he was really listening intently to the converstion.
Shenlong's eyes glowed for a second, and a enormous box appeared. "Merry Christmas Goku! I knew the best gift of all is family, so..." He trailed off as Goku undid the ribbon on top of the box and removed the lid.
"Raditz? Bardock--I mean Dad?" Goku looked stunned. Inside the over sized boxes sat His Father and older brother, both bound and gagged with strange-looking rope that was faintly glowing green, and wearing very festive red and green ribbions on there necks.
"MMMHPHPHMMMMHUUUUUU!" Raditz hummed angrily. Tossing hiself back and forth to make the box wobble side to side. "UMMMMMMPPHHH!" Complained Bardock as the box rattled him around.
Goku glanced over to see if anyone was watching. Vegeta quickly pretended to be reading a article about how Freiza had actually survived and now went by the name Mewtwo. (Lies!) Goku quickly put the lid back on the box, despite Raditz's and Bardock's muffled protests.
"So, what do you think?" Shenlong asked Goku with a wide grin. Goku scratched his head. "I thought that Raditz and Bardock were more powerful than you!" He exclaimed, tugging at the ribbion on the box. "They are." Shenlong replied. "I had to hire this great assassin named Camille to bind them with this magic rope I traded for a few Yu-gi-oh cards."
"Camille..." Goku thought. It sounded familiar..."How did you bring them back to life?" Goku asked. He knew that it had been over a ten years since Raditz had died, and his dad had died (From what he heard) when he was just a baby.
Shenlog rubbed his claw against the side of his snout. "I asked the dragonballs very nicely, instead of commanding them to do my bidding." Goku really looked confused this time. "I thought You granted the wishes, and you had to find the dragonballs to summon you!" He cried in dismay. "Well, It's like that most of the time, but sometimes you have to find me and the dragonballs grant the wish."
"Ohhhhhhhh!" Goku said, but he didn't really understand. "Thanks for the gift!" he said with all the cheer he could muster. "Oh Kami, how am I gonna tell this to Chi chi?" He thought.
Vegeta chuckled to himself and walked away. He had enjoyed watching Goku be confused by Shenlong, but now his stomach got the best of him as he wandered in search of food. Chi chi walked by with a plater of mugs filled with more egg nog and rum. Vegeta grabbed one as she walked by. "Merry Christmas Vegeta!" she said when Vegeta relived the tray of one of the mugs.
Vegeta raised an eyebrow. He had never seen Kakkarot's wife look so bouncy and happy. He took a sip of eggnog. Chi chi disappeared off into the kitchen. "Well," he thought, "she's acting strange..."
And Chi chi wasn't the only one. As it appeared, the eggnog was rather strong and had been very popular. Piccolo was the only sane one left, for the simple fact namekians can't drink rum.
Vegeta had finished his second cup of eggnog, and reached for a third, and downed that too. He was begining to feel a bit light headed, and happy, strangely happy.
Vegeta giggled. Bulma stared. As drunk as she was, Vegeta had just giggled. The simple fact that he had really smiled would have been a Christmas miracle, but giggled? Bulma ran up and hugged Vegeta. "Merry hic! Christmas!"
"Group hug!" screamed Vegeta as he ran up towards the nearest person (who happened to be Krillen) and hugged him. If Krillen haden't been so drunk, he would have had second thoughts about punching the prince of sayins in the face, but he, being as sober as Vegeta, he, -you guessed it, punch Vegeta in the face.
"I love you too man..." Vegeta slurred as he dragged himself off the floor.
Suddenly the door bell rang. Vegeta wobbled to the door and yanked it open. A girl in a walmart uniform stood next to two enormous boxes covered in Christmas gift wrap. "Hello, is this the Sons's residence?" she asked looking down at the clip board. Vegeta starred at her momentarily. He looked down at her name tag. "Camille..." he read with great difficulty.
Vegeta nodded. "Yup." he said. "Your Mr. Breifs?" She asked, looking at the credit recite. "Umm, no not really, my name is...is..." Vegeta leaned over his shoulder. "Does anyone remember my name?" he yelled. "NORTH DAKOTA!" Goku screamed and fell over the banister of the top stair. "No...wait... I'm... Sure it was Vegeta..." He thought out loud.
Camille was losing patience. "Good enough!" she shouted. "Sign here sir, and Lord help us all if your driving home tonight." Vegeta grabbed the pen from her on his third attempt. The sheet she was handing to him looked kinda blurry, and Camille's name tag was aproching his face at an alarming rate... And he passed out, taking Camille down with him.
Camille wriggled out from underneath Vegeta. She kicked him in the head, no response. She ripped out a tuff of his hair, and he mumbled something and started drolling. Camille sighed and yelled into the house; "Is anyone in there still sober? I need someone to sign for these packages. "TWENTY-TWO!" goku screamed. Piccolo pushed his way past Goku. He signed for the packages and dragged them into the pile of gifts under (and beside) the Son's tree.
Goku picked himself up off of the floor. "Hey, you look familiar..." He said looking at Camille. "Do you work at Starbucks?" He asked. "N-n-n-no." she said, hiding her name tag. Shenlong glared at her. "You look awfully similar to that assassin I hired..." He said tilting his head to one side. The box that contained Raditz and Bardock wobbled dangerously and muffled voices were heard, but everyone was occupied and/or drunk and didn't notice.
Trunks and Goten came out of Goten's room to see what the all the silence was about. "Hey! that's the lady that sold us Macdonalds!" yelled Trunks. Goten (who was rapped in the new set of Christmas tree lights,) nodded in agreement. "Ya, and she was the Cashier too!" Bulma pointed to Camille, and in the process of doing so stabbed Chi chi in the eye. "She couldn't have been, she was the decorater I hired!"
Camille dashed away screaming. Everyone starred in utter silence. "I CAll GREEN!" Goku screamed before passing out on the couch. Piccolo dragged Vegeta inside the house. He sighed. No one was going to remember this tomorrow morning, and by the looks of it, no one was leaving until then.
The drunk adults in this chapter are based on real adults, but to spare my parent's friends and my older family memebers some embarasment, no names will be mentioned. Oi! I'm on a role! This is the fastest I've ever uploaded:P Next Chapter: Reindeer issues. Pikachu: Pika pi pichu pi chu pika pi pi.