-----Chapter Seventeen-----
Gohan awoke to the sound of his brother's excited voice. Well, that and the shaking of the bed. Groaning, he opened his eyes.
"You went super saiyan three on Sharpner's ass!" Goten grinned. "Er, I mean butt!"
"Videl! Where's Videl?"
A groan from the next bed answered his question. He looked over to see Videl sitting up in bed. He let out a sigh of relief.
"Nnn… Gohan?" She said. "What—"
"Videl!"
The door burst open and Hercule came storming in.
"Ugh," said Videl as her father rushed to her bed.
"What happened to you? Are you okay?" he asked frantically. He stopped when he saw Gohan. He glared. "You!"
"Oh joy," Gohan muttered as he rolled his eyes.
"You did this to her! You hurt her! I should—"
"Daddy—"
Gohan tried to remain calm but it wasn't working. "Would you just shut your big stupid mouth you buffoon!" he snapped.
"How dare you?" Hercule demanded and in a moment of fury, picked up a vase.
The two began to argue, not noticing that Videl had gotten out of bed. Getting angrier, Hercule drew back his hand in a rush, his elbow hitting his daughter.
She wasn't able to keep her balance. She tripped on her own feet and hit her head on one of the corners of her bed.
"Damn it!" Gohan exclaimed and jumped out of bed. He made to pick her up but as usual, Hercule got in his way.
"Don't touch her!"
"I don't have time for this crap," Gohan said and sent Hercule flying with a single hand push. He knelt down beside Videl only to see that she was out cold. Gohan sighed and looked at Goten. "What a wonderful day."