"Now you two be good until we get back," Goku said as he opened the door, "Your mother and I just want some time together tonight, so we're going to see a movie and eat. Try not to blow anything up." The last sentence was said to the two boys with a pleading look in his eyes.

"Yes, Dad," Gohan and Goten echoed each other.

"Gohan, you'll be in charge," Chichi said, walking into the room while pulling on an earring, "Diner is in the fridge and I expect Goten to be in bed before eight."

The two parents left the house and shut the door, officially blocking the two boys from the rest of the world and the world's rules.

"Goten, let's eat!" Okay, so it wasn't breaking the rules, but they were eating a half hour before diner, so it counted as something. They even threw the bustle sprouts out the window, and ate a whole cake.

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Vegeta stood on the balcony, dressed in a three-piece suit that made him look positively dashing. He knew Bulma would be up any second by her ki signature, and he wanted to make this perfect.

He looked into the bedroom just as Bulma opened the door. She walked to the bed and stopped the look at the dozen roses scattered about. Now, Vegeta thought.

He opened the balcony doors with a flourish and held out a hand, "My lady, the night is to good to waste. Join me on the balcony."

Bulma grinned and let him lead her out, where he wrapped his hands around her waist and simply held her close.

"I just wanted to say how lovely you look tonight," Vegeta said, "And I think-" There was a faint thunking noise, and Vegeta stopped short and collapsed onto the ground.

What the hell? Bulma thought as she looked at her comatose husband, a huge lump on his head, what happened to him? She glanced around the balcony to find some hint and spotted a small ball sitting in the corner. She picked it up to inspect it and was surprised. A bustle sprout?

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Gohan and Goten were just finishing up the cake when the door was pounded on.

"I'm coming!" Gohan yelled, and weaved his way to the door. It was Videl. She looked very seductive in the moonlight, which was because she had spent a few hours readying herself.

"I'm having some trouble with my math, do you think we could study down by the lake? Alone? Where no one is around to see us? Where no one could hear us even if we were screaming?"

"Goten,I'llbewithVidel.Don'tblowanythingup,andI'llseeyousoon!" They left.

And Goten, sweet innocent Goten, was left alone. Now there was no law. None. He could do whatever he wanted. An evil smile spread across his face, and the author knew he was in trouble.

"Now I can do anything! Anything I've always wanted to do!" Goten hopped down from the chair, "I'm going to watch a movie!" Worldwide, readers wonder at the stupidity and naivety of the Son family.

Goten looked over the selection of movie under the VCR, "Austin Prowlers, Charlie's Angles, Tar Wars, and Ricky, the amazing fighter. Nothing!" Goten shut the door and looked around. There had to be something that he could watch when he was alone. "Maybe Gohan has something?"

Goten ran into Gohan's room and grabbed the box under his bed. Goten had seen the box before and wondered what it could possibly could be, he had only seen a movie go into it. He opened the cover to find several movies, "Dr. Yes and the naughty nurses? I don't want to see another hospital flick. Twist Her? Oh! Tornados! But what are these people doing on the cover? Chucky? Sure!" (You thought I was going to take this in a completely different direction, didn't you?)

Goten sat back on the couch and hit the play button. Keep in mind, dear readers, that I have never seen the movie, so I'm going to fast-forward to the end of the movie.

Goten peaked out from between his fingers. The credits were going by and the movie was over. Or is it? He stopped the tape and rewound it so Gohan wouldn't get suspicious, then returned it to the box. "There, it's over…" Goten said out loud, just to make sure his voice was working. "It's over," Or is it? "It's just a movie!" Goten said, defying the darkness that seemed to be working its way into the house. Or is it? Goten ran into his room and hid under the covers, because the cotton covers were like, the strongest material in the world, that could stop a knife carrying doll in it's tracks. Or is it? He felt something brush his leg. "It's already in the bed!"

Goten jumped up and tore the covers off, holding a hand up to blast whatever was attacking him. The bed was empty, except for his teddy bear, Mr. Cinnamon. "Oh," The child said, picking up the bear, "It's only you! And I know you're not a mean murdering teddy bear, you're a nice one!" Or is he? "Yes he is!" Goten looked at his bear. The bear's head swiveled and looked back.

"No, I'm not!" The bear jumped out of the child's grasp and landed on top of his head.

"AHHHHH!" Goten ran around, struggling to pull the cotton toy from his hair, while the bear held on. Goten managed to yank the bear and hurl him to the wall, where his soft, plushy body fell to the ground and lay still.

"That was quick," Goten said, knowing that any villain worth writing about had more then one blow to end the fight with.

The teddy bear stood up, and it occurred to Goten that a bear with no bones to break could not be broken. "Now I am going to eat you!" The bear yelled, lunging after Goten, who had booked it out of the room. He made it to the kitchen but found the door locked; there was no way for one of the second strongest kids in the universe to get out!

Beep!

Goten looked around, "What the heck?"

Oops, sorry, I said, wrong character.

"Oh, okay."

"Now you're trapped!" The bear said, walking on top of the counter, "I'm going to slice you to bits!" The bear reached the knife stand and grabbed the biggest knife he could find. He started to pull it out, but nothing happened. He grabbed on with both hands and pulled, but just ended up falling on his butt. "I suppose the fact that my muscles are cotton really doesn't held me here," He muttered.

Goten nodded, "Plus the fact that you don't have opposable thumbs."

"That's not it," The director of the story said, "We couldn't afford a real knife set, so we had to get a fake one," The camera boy nodded in agreement, "Find some other way to kill him."

T. Bear looked around the kitchen to find some form of inspiration, and then pulled open a drawer. "Alright boy," He said, "You're going to feel the wrath of, The Butter Knife of Doom!"

Goten just stared at the pint sized villain in shock, "That's the best you could come up with?"

"Well, um, yes,"

"You're no fun any more!" Goten kicked the bear, sending him flying far into the night, where he could never bother anyone again.

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I did this in honor of the new chucky movie. How people could be afraid of things they could step on or pull there heads off of, I don't know. Plus the science is just so off!

Anyway, well you know how if you fast-forward through some movies to the end of the credits, you get a bonus scene? Well, just be sure to check out the end of the credits of this story!

Writer: Brad

Creator: Brad

Wardrobe: Brad

Best Boy: Brad

Director: Brad

Cameraman: Isn't one. It's a story, not a movie!

Goten: Played by himself

Gohan: Played by himself

Teddy Bear: Played by himself

Chichi: Played by herself

Goku: Michael J. Fox

Please stay tuned for bonus footage.

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Vegeta pushed himself up, wondering what the heck happened. He could see Bulma was already in bed, and the clock told him he had been out for a few hours. He remembered holding Bulma, about to drop his sexiest line, then something smelled really bad, and he felt something hit his head.

He felt his skull and found the tender spot where he had been struck. He stood up and faced the night, thinking to what could have done it. He heard a whistling noise and looked up, only to be knocked out by Teddy Bear.