A/N: Yet another slight re-write. I wanted to fix some of the grammatical errors and typos from when this was originally posted. Thanks to all of the awesome people who originally reviewed this story! ^_^ I don't own DBZ

Goten and Trunks finished collecting all of their "junk" for the garage sale. They had all sorts of items from their family that they "borrowed" to sell. Even secretly rummaging through their parents' drawers and closets was fun. Trunks and Goten had sufficiently gotten over their earlier boredom and were now looking forward to making money off of their parents' items. Then they could by enough ice cream to turn it into a mountain!

The two boys were now in Gohan's bedroom, searching for anything that might bring in some cash. "Hey Goten, what's this?" asked Trunks. He was holding a small, light blue journal. The book was securely closed with a silver lock and had the word "private" written in faded black ink.

"Oh, that's just Gohan's diary," answered Goten, giggling.

"Are you sure he won't mind if we sell it?" Trunks was all for causing mischief, but he didn't want to get in trouble with Gohan. That wouldn't have been fun at all.

"Nah…besides I read it already and I'm sure other people will want to read it too." Goten had, within seconds of taking the journal out of his friend's hand, effectively opened the lock to show Trunks what was inside. "Gohan's a really good writer, especially when he wrote about the time he got drunk with our family and they had a tea party. He said they even wore dresses. Yup, he even included a picture. See here's your dad."

"Let me see! Let me see!" said Trunks, grabbing the diary out of his Goten's hand. "This is so funny. We can make a fortune off of this and buy so much ice cream we won't even know how to begin eating it all."

"Yeah," Goten giggled. "I can't wait!"

*

Meanwhile, back at Capsule Corp., the Brief's and the Son's were all sitting on the sofa getting ready for Chi Chi's plan. Since they found out about the garage sale, Vegeta was going to dress up like an old lady—or else Bulma was going to show everyone the picture of him sleeping with Mr. Num Nums—and visit the sale. "She" would say she is very sick and needs to sell these cookies to raise money for her operation. They would feel so bad they would have to buy the cookies, which, as Chi Chi carefully pointed out, would cost fifty dollars. The plan would be simple yet effective.

"Well Vegeta, are you going to dress up as an old lady or not?" asked Bulma, sternly.

"Come on Vegeta," said Goku, grinning. "Do it for us. It'll be fun, too." Goku then gave the famous Son puppy dog eyes.

"Fine," said Vegeta, reluctantly. "It won't be fun, though, I can tell you that right now. And now we all know who to thank for teaching Goten and Trunks that idiotic begging face that got us into this problem in the first place." He glared accusingly at Goku. "Just give me the damn clothes."

*

Back at the garage sale, the two demi Saiyans were finishing up all of their preparations. All the items had been priced—a little too high, but they did need their ice cream--and now all they needed were customers.

"Where are our parents," asked Goten, excitedly. "I can't wait to sucker them for even more money."

"They'll come, Goten."

Goten cocked his head to the side in confusion. "How can you be so sure?"

"I left them a note", said Trunks maliciously

"What kind of note?"

"Well—

*

At Capsule Corp, a small-sized white piece of paper with scribbled handwriting was found by Goku. He picked up the letter, waving it around like a flag.

"Hey Chi Chi, look what I found!" said Goku, bouncing around.

"It's a note," said Bulma. "It says:

If you ever want to see your precious items again

come outside to the side yard with fifty dollars

or it will be sold to a Gang of Monkeys.

Signed

The Evil Duo"

"Gang of Monkeys," said Gohan, curiously. "And what items are we—NO! Not my…they can't have my…no body knows about my…my…"

"Oh son, you mean your diary?"

"Yeah…wait…how do you know about my dia—journal?"

Vegeta, still dressed as an old lady came storming out of his room. "Where's Mr. Num Nums?" screamed Vegeta. His face was in a state of panic.

"Mr. Happy Pants? Do you think they took him too?" asked Goku. He was referring to his own stuffed rabbit.

"My frying pan is missing," screamed Chi Chi.

"My accelerator is gone," said Bulma.

"We need fifty dollars!" shrieked Goku.

"Get my dia—journal back now," screamed Gohan.

*

Back at the garage sale, the two trouble makers, also known as "The Evil Duo," heard the noise from inside Capsule Corp.

"They must have found my letter," said Trunks, laughing.

"Are you sure they won't be mad at us?" asked Goten.

"Nah, they'll just bring some money and we'll sell their stuff back. No harm done."

TBC

A/N Wow looks like the two Saiyans are getting into deeper and deeper trouble. What will the Son's and Brief's do now? Who knows? Anyways I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please Review!

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