Chapter 4: A Trip

It had been a week since Videl started training under Gohan. Just as she was getting used to sore muscles and questioning her life choices, the school suddenly announced a trip across Mount Paozu and Penguin Village—like they were being sent on a top-secret mission to Mars.

The classroom exploded with excitement. Some students cheered, others dramatically fell to their knees as if they had just been freed from a lifetime of math problems.

Erasa, still latched onto Ben like a particularly affectionate koala, beamed up at him. "So, Ben, are you coming?"

Ben shrugged. "Of course. Anything's better than sitting in a classroom and doing ridiculous algebra."

"Oh, Ben! You're so charming," Erasa giggled, squeezing his arm as if he might suddenly vanish.

Meanwhile, Videl stared at them as if observing two species of undiscovered animals. No matter how long she watched, she couldn't figure out how the laws of physics allowed Ben and Erasa to be a couple.

Ben, catching her judgmental gaze, smirked. "What's wrong, Videl? Instead of staring at us like you're solving a murder case, maybe you should look at Gohan. Then you'll understand what's really happening here."

Ben paused for dramatic effect before grinning. "Well, since you're training with Gohan… it's bound to happen eventually."

Sharpner, who had been eavesdropping, perked up. "Wait, what's going to happen?"

Ben casually dropped the bombshell. "Gohan and Videl tying the knot."

Gohan, who had been casually drinking water, spat it out with the force of a tsunami, completely wiping out an entire bench in the process.

Videl turned so red that it looked like she had swallowed a chili pepper whole. With Saiyan-level speed, she lunged at Ben for a well-deserved smack, but Ben dodged like someone who had mastered the Ultra Instinct of avoiding punches.

With a deep breath, Videl declared with absolute certainty, "I DO NOT HAVE A CRUSH ON GOHAN!"

Ben smirked. "Oh? So you admit you're in love with him?"

Gohan, now looking paler than when he fought Frieza, stiffened. At this moment, he would rather fight Frieza again than deal with this conversation.

Sharpner, who had been watching the whole scene unfold, was short-circuited by the sheer level of awkwardness. His brain was still trying to process Ben's antics and Videl's reaction.

The day of the tour finally arrived, and their first destination was Mount Paozu. Everyone was packed and ready to go, with the bus parked and waiting to start the journey.

At the back of the bus, Gohan, Videl, Sharpner, and Erasa—who was practically glued to Ben like she was part of him—sat together. Erasa looked like she might literally become one with Ben, a grafted tree of affection.

"Well, this is gonna be a long trip," Sharpner muttered, looking out the window.

Videl nodded silently, clearly still trying to figure out the Ben and Erasa situation. Gohan, meanwhile, sat stiffly, fighting an inner battle. He wanted no part of the madness, but for some reason, his mind kept drifting into absurd thoughts. The longer he sat in the back of the bus, the more his brain felt like it was infected with Ben's chaos. He was never this talkative, and he hated how his thoughts were starting to spiral.

He couldn't stay quiet any longer.

"I… I don't understand why I'm even here," Gohan said, his voice uncertain as he tried to push the foolishness aside. "You're all going to my home. Why do I need to be involved in this?"

Ben, with his usual grin, immediately seized the opportunity. "Well, maybe you just want to be with Videl," he teased. "Curious to see her in her natural habitat?"

Gohan froze, his mind immediately conjuring pictures of Videl running through Mount Paozu like a wild animal, and for a moment, he almost believed it. He blinked rapidly to clear the thought, his face going pale. He never thought this way, and he definitely wasn't ready to deal with Ben's madness.

"I'm not—" Gohan started, but he stopped himself. If he said too much, he knew Ben's mind games would escalate. He took a deep breath, trying to shake the strange thoughts out of his head. He couldn't afford to get dragged into this.

Sharpner, who was silently watching the exchange, just shook his head. Gohan had gone from quiet to weird, and he wasn't sure what to make of it.

Gohan decided to control himself and shut his mouth. There was no point in arguing—he knew that no matter what he said, Ben would twist it into something absurd.

Finally, they arrived at Mount Paozu. The fresh mountain air greeted them as they stepped out of the bus. The students eagerly explored the area, taking in the lush greenery and towering cliffs.

As they wandered, a boy who looked like a mini Goku approached them.

Ben, immediately intrigued, crouched down and examined him with narrowed eyes. "Are you Goku? I mean, how are you so small after all these years? Or wait… are you his clone?"

Goten, hearing Ben's words, tilted his head in confusion. "I'm not Goku. I'm his son, Goten."

Ben raised an eyebrow. "Really? You look exactly like Goku you know your dad is a martial arts legend!

Goten grinned proudly. I'm gonna be even stronger than him one day!"

Ben nodded. "Yeah, that checks out. Kids usually try to outshine their parents."

Then Goten's attention shifted to Gohan and Videl. "Hi, Videl!" he greeted casually.

Videl waved back with a small smile.

Goten then turned to Ben and Erasa. He tilted his head in curiosity. "Hey… why are you stuck to him?"

Erasa giggled, hugging Ben's arm. "Oh, we're together."

Goten blinked. "Aren't you two supposed to be stuck together, like forever?"

Ben smirked. "Oh, it's just that we're a couple."

Goten still innocent "so you both go kissy kissy on each other?"

"Yep"

Goten nodded as if understanding, then suddenly turned to Gohan. "Hey, Gohan, when are you introducing your girlfriend the one who you will go kissy kissy?"

Gohan's face turned red in an instant.

Erasa, spotting an opportunity, grinned mischievously. "Oh, Goten, you see her, right? Videl is the girl Gohan goes kissy kissy. She's been chewing on him for months!"

Goten's expression went completely blank. He stood still for a few seconds as if processing deep, hidden knowledge. Then, suddenly, as if someone had just called him from the heavens, he perked up.

"Oh! I just remembered I had to do something! I'll be back!"

Without another word, he bolted away at top speed.

Gohan watched him go, confused. Something about this felt off. An ominous feeling crept into his mind, like he had just triggered some hilariously dangerous chain of events—and there was no stopping it now.

Goten rushed home, practically flying through the air with excitement. As he landed in front of the door, he cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted, "Mom! Mom!"

Chi-Chi, who had been in the middle of organizing a mountain of vegetables, jumped at the sound of Goten's voice. She rushed outside, panicked. "What is it, Goten? What happened?"

Goten stopped, panting a little. "Oh, nothing! I just met Gohan's girlfriend—you know, the one who's gonna be forever with Gohan!"

Chi-Chi paused, a cartoonish light bulb flashing over her head. The word "girlfriend" instantly sent her into a daydream. In her mind, tiny, adorable pans floated around her, calling out, "Grandma! Grandma!" Her heart swelled at the thought.

Snapping out of it, Chi-Chi's eyes practically sparkled. "Who is it?" she asked eagerly.

"It's Videl, Mom! The girl who came to train with Gohan!"

Chi-Chi nodded. "That made sense. She'd seen that girl hanging around."

"And Gohan's friend said she's been chewing on Gohan for months!" Goten added with all the sincerity of a small child who had just learned a weird word. "I don't really know what chewing means, though."

Chi-Chi froze.

"Chewing? On Gohan? What in the world?" Her thoughts went from sweet grandkids to something much darker, like a parental rage monster bubbling up inside her.

"It seems I should teach them some discipline... No union before marriage!" Chi-Chi thought to herself, shaking her head.

Meanwhile, Goten, oblivious to the shift in the atmosphere, just chirped, "Okay, Mom! I'm going to Trunks' house!"

And with that, he zoomed off, leaving Chi-Chi standing there, her mind racing at a speed faster than Goten's flight, wondering if she needed to install some new rules in the family handbook.

At Capsule Corp, Goten landed and was immediately met by a grumpy Vegeta, who had been sneezing nonstop lately. His mood was irritated as someone had been mocking him, and his usual fiery temper was through the roof.

Vegeta, seeing Goten, grabbed him by the collar with a growl. "Tell me, Kakabrat, are you mocking me behind my back?!"

Goten, completely unfazed, blinked innocently at Vegeta. "No, why would I mock you? If I were gonna mock someone, I'd at least pick Gohan, Trunks, or Krillin. They'd actually react. You'd just give that grumpy look like grumpy vegetable."

Bulma, entering the room at just the right moment, chuckled and yelled, "Vegeta, don't scare him!"

Vegeta twitching in irritation, reluctantly let go of Goten, muttering a few curses under his breath before walking off.

Goten, unbothered, casually asked, "So, where's Trunks?"

Bulma pointed down the hall toward his room. "He's in his room. Why? What's up?"

Goten's eyes practically sparkled as he bounced on his feet. "Gohan got a girl who he can go kissy kissy! And his friends said she's been chewing on him for months!"

Vegeta's ears twitched at the word "chewing," like a cat hearing something disturbing. He froze for a moment, wondering if he had heard right.

Back at Mount Paozu, Gohan suddenly sneezed.

Ben, glancing at him, smirked. "Someone's talking about you and Videl."

Gohan, confused, asked, "What does sneezing have to do with people talking about me and Videl?"

Ben shrugged, completely nonchalant. "I don't know. It's just the device running this reality."

Back at Capsule Corp, Bulma's eyes widened in amusement. "Wait, Gohan has a girlfriend? Really? I thought he'd be just as oblivious as Goku when it came to relationships."

Goten nodded enthusiastically. "Yep! Her name's Videl!"

Vegeta, still stuck on the word "chewing," just stood there, his mind whirring. Something about that seemed suspicious. But instead of asking more, he just grumbled and walked off.

Goten reached Trunks' room, where Trunks was casually lounging.

"Hey, what's up, Goten?" Trunks asked, noticing gotens grin.

"You'll be surprised when you hear what I say," Goten teased.

"What is it?"

"Gohan got a girlfriend," Goten grinned wider.

"Really? So let's go and tease him!" Trunks said, already standing up with excitement.

"That's the reason I came here—to take you," Goten replied.

The two walked out of the room, with Trunks calling out to his mom, "Mom, me and Goten are going to tease Gohan about his girlfriend!"

"Okay, just don't go overboard," Bulma said absentmindedly while working, not fully processing what Trunks had just said.

As Goten and Trunks flew off to Mount Paozu, Bulma suddenly lifted her head. "Wait… did he just say he's going to tease Gohan over his girlfriend? And I just told him not to go overboard… oh man."

Suddenly, an ominous voice whispered in her mind, "Don't you want to see how this is going to unfold?"

Bulma shook her head. "No."

A dry voice cut in. "Woman, you're talking to yourself like you've got She-Hulk living inside your head."

Bulma turned to see Vegeta staring at her, his expression straight out of a gag manga, as if he had just witnessed the most bizarre thing in existence.

"It's nothing," Bulma sighed. "I just unknowingly gave Trunks the green light to go overboard in teasing Gohan."

"So?" Vegeta asked, as if this were some grand revelation more important than training.

Bulma rubbed her temples. "The moment I realized my mistake, a voice in my head asked me if I wanted to see how it would unfold. I said no."

"Hmph. You're losing your mind," Vegeta scoffed.

Bulma smirked. "Says the guy who remembers Jennifer Walters rather than his own wife's birthday."

Vegeta scoffed. "Why would I even remember her?"

Bulma smirked. "Maybe you had a crush on her?"

Vegeta scoffed. "Ridiculous! Do you think I waste my time thinking about such nonsense?"

Bulma's smirk widened. "Says the guy who can't go a day without taking a bath with his wife."

Vegeta twitched. "Tch. That's just basic hygiene, woman!"

Bulma chuckled, then leaned in. "Uh-huh… just like how chasing after Goku was 'basic rivalry,' right? Face it, Vegeta, you've got a type."

Vegeta's eye twitched. He opened his mouth, then closed it, then opened it again—before letting out a frustrated "Hmph!" and storming off.

Bulma burst into laughter, shaking her head. "Too easy."

Back at Mount Paozu, Chi-Chi had invited Gohan and his classmates for lunch. But as soon as they arrived, she wasted no time pulling Gohan and Videl aside.

Chi-Chi folded her arms, her expression serious. "So, young lady, tell me—is it true?"

Videl frowned. "Uh… what's true?"

Chi-Chi narrowed her eyes, her voice laced with both accusation and motherly authority. "You've been chewing on Gohan for months!"

Videl's face turned bright red. "W-What are you talking about?!"

"Don't play innocent!" Chi-Chi huffed. "Goten told me everything! I know what you two have been up to! You're beautiful, smart, and exactly the kind of strong woman my soft-hearted Gohan needs, but mark my words—no union before marriage!"

Gohan and Videl turned red as tomatoes.

"Mom! Why would you even think that?!" Gohan stammered.

"Don't try to trick me!" Chi-Chi scolded. "Your father used to do the same thing with me!"

Now it was Gohan's turn to be horrified. "Wait, WHAT?!"

Chi-Chi, oblivious to the panic she was causing, blushed as she fondly reminisced. "Oh, the good old days… your father and I used to 'train' all the time."

Gohan's soul visibly left his body. "MOM, PLEASE STOP."

Videl, now thoroughly confused and mortified, covered her face with her hands. "I have no idea what's going on anymore…"

Chi-Chi ignored them both, placing her hands on her hips. "I know why you're training her, Gohan! You're just like your father—teaching her all your moves so you can marry her later!"

Videl's jaw dropped. "THAT'S NOT HOW RELATIONSHIPS WORK!"

Gohan groaned into his hands. "Mom… I really don't understand what you're saying…"

"Don't act smart with me! I raised you! I homeschooled you! I know what you Saiyan boys are like!"

As Chi-Chi ranted, Gohan silently wondered if running away and living in the mountains like Piccolo was still an option.

Gohan, still completely bewildered, rubbed his temples. "Mom, can you please explain what Dad did?"

Chi-Chi's face turned slightly red as she smiled nostalgically. "Well… when we were kids, your father and I had a training match. And after we fought, he—" she sighed dreamily, "he gave me an apple."

Videl blinked. "…An apple?"

Chi-Chi nodded. "That's right. And that was so sweet of him, considering your dad's knowledge on… well, anything."

Gohan raised an eyebrow. "I mean… yeah, I guess that is sweet. But what does that have to do with me training Videl?"

Chi-Chi suddenly gave him a deadpan look, her expression dripping with sarcasm. "Oh, Gohan… this is just the beginning."

Gohan gulped.

Chi-Chi's eyes narrowed as she raised a finger. "But remember—no union before marriage!"

Videl, whose face had been red this whole time, threw her hands in the air. "WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?!"

Gohan sighed in defeat. "I don't know, Videl… I don't know."

Chi-Chi suddenly clasped her hands together, her eyes sparkling like an excited little girl. "Okay, okay! Tell me—how many grandkids are you going to give me?"

Gohan groaned, rubbing his face. "Mom, didn't you just tell us 'no union before marriage'?"

Videl, who had barely recovered from her earlier embarrassment, snapped her head toward Gohan. "Hey! What are you saying like we're already getting married?!"

Gohan's eyes widened in panic. "Wait, no! That's not what I— I mean, eventually, maybe, but—"

Chi-Chi gasped dramatically. "Oh my gosh! My son is thinking about marriage!"

Videl's face turned even redder. "W-Wait! That's not—!"

Chi-Chi ignored her, clapping her hands. "Ahh, I should start planning the wedding now! We'll invite everyone! Oh, I need to pick out the best dress for Videl! And the food! Goku will just eat everything, but still—"

Gohan and Videl exchanged a look of pure horror.

Gohan sighed. "We're never getting out of this conversation, are we?"

Videl groaned. "Nope. We're doomed."

As Chi-Chi continued her excited rambling about weddings and grandchildren, the scene shifted to a different table, where Ben and Erasa were enjoying their lunch.

Ben was devouring his food like a Saiyan, while Erasa took a bite and sighed happily. "Wow, this is amazing!" She turned to Ben with a small frown. "But I have no idea how to cook..."

Ben waved a hand dismissively. "No worries, we can figure it out later. Or you can ask Gohan's mom to teach you, so you can cook for all of us."

Erasa smirked and leaned in teasingly. "Ohhh? So you're already planning for kids, huh?"

Ben immediately choked on his food. "Not now! I mean, we just started! And honestly, I'm not great at handling relationships… I don't want to mess up and hurt your feelings."

Erasa giggled, clearly flattered. "Aww, Ben, you're so sweet!"

Before Ben could recover, Goten and Trunks arrived with mischievous grins.

"Hey, Ben, where are Gohan and Videl?" Goten asked, his voice dripping with mischief.

Ben raised an eyebrow. "So, you brought your friend here just to tease them, huh?"

Goten blinked in surprise. "How'd you know?"

Ben smirked. "Oh, please. We planned this before you guys even got the idea. Why don't you join us? That way, Videl will be too focused on Gohan to pay attention to Saiyaman."

Trunks and Goten exchanged glances before leaning in and whispering, "You do know that Gohan is Saiyaman, right?"

Ben chuckled. "Yeah, I figured. He's terrible at acting."

Trunks grinned. "You'd be surprised how many people haven't figured it out."

Ben shrugged. "Eh, not my problem. Now, shall we?"

As the teasing squad finalized their plan, Trunks asked, "But where are Gohan and Videl?"

erasa grinned. "Oh, gohans mom pulled them aside to talk about something important."

Moments later, Gohan and Videl arrived at the lunch table, looking completely drunk on embarrassment. Their faces were so red, they might as well have gone Super Saiyan out of sheer awkwardness.

Ben raised an eyebrow and smirked. "Whoa, what happened? You two reek of embarrassment."

Gohan and Videl immediately shook their heads. "N-No! Nothing happened!" they said in perfect sync.

Ben's smirk only widened. "Riiight. Sure."

Before they could recover, Trunks leaned in with a sly grin. "So, Gohan… this is your girlfriend, huh?"

Gohan nearly choked on air. "W-What?! No, no, she's just my classmate!"

Trunks smirked. "Oh yeah? Then why do you two act like you're connected—like you share one deep, unspoken bond?"

Gohan glared at him. "Trunks, do I need to tell your mom that you're causing trouble?"

Trunks, completely unfazed, shrugged. "Go ahead. She already approved this mission."

Gohan's eye twitched. "This little—"

Videl sighed, facepalming. "I knew this lunch was a bad idea."

Ben leaned back, watching the chaos unfold. "This is way better than I expected."

The six of them—Gohan, Videl, Ben, Erasa, Trunks, and Goten—sat in a circle on the grass, the cool breeze rustling through the trees. The afternoon sun cast a warm glow over Mount Paozu as they prepared for what should have been an innocent game of Truth or Dare.

At least, that's what Gohan and Videl thought.

Trunks smirked like a villain in the making. Goten had a mischievous glint in his eyes. Erasa looked like she was just happy to be there. And Ben? Well, Ben looked like he was ready for war.

The group sat in a circle, the afternoon sun casting golden light over them. The air buzzed with mischief as Erasa clapped her hands together, eyes twinkling with excitement.

"Alright, Gohan! Truth or Dare?" she asked, her voice filled with anticipation.

Gohan sighed, already regretting his participation in the game. "Truth, I guess."

A slow, knowing grin spread across Ben's face. He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. "Okay, be honest—do you ever think Videl is cute?"

Gohan choked on air. His entire body stiffened, his face immediately turning red. "W-WHAT?!"

Trunks smirked, leaning closer like a predator watching its prey squirm. "Ohhh, he didn't deny it!"

Videl's face burned, and she shot a glare at Trunks. "Shut up, Trunks!" she snapped, but the damage was done.

Goten, who had been waiting for a moment like this, grinned mischievously. "Gohan, you have to answer! It's the rule!"

Gohan shifted uncomfortably, avoiding eye contact. His fingers fidgeted in his lap as he mumbled under his breath, "Uh… yeah, I guess she's… kinda cute."

The group erupted into cheers like they had just won a championship. Trunks fist-pumped the air, and Erasa clapped enthusiastically.

Videl, on the other hand, looked like she wanted to disappear into the ground. Her face burned hotter than a Kamehameha.

"Alright, Videl!" Goten piped up, still grinning. "Truth or Dare?"

Videl's eyes snapped toward Gohan, her embarrassment turning into determination. If she was going down, she was going down with a fight.

"Dare!" she declared.

Ben's laughter rang through the clearing. "Alright then! I dare you to hold Gohan's hand for the rest of the game!"

Videl's eyes went wide. "WHAT?!"

Trunks let out a mock gasp, his grin stretching from ear to ear. "Oh man, this is GOLD!"

Gohan shot up straight, flailing his hands. "Wait, wait, WAIT—!"

Erasa leaned in, her smile playful. "A dare's a dare, Videl!"

Videl glared at them all, but she knew there was no way out. With an exaggerated sigh, she turned to Gohan, her face almost the same shade as her pigtails. Slowly, hesitantly, she reached out and grabbed his hand.

Gohan stiffened at the contact. His heart pounded wildly, and he was certain Videl could feel it through their joined hands.

Trunks let out a low whistle. "Oh-ho, would you look at that? Young love in the making!"

Goten snickered. "Hey, Gohan, are your hands sweaty?!"

Ben nudged Erasa, whispering loudly, "I think we just witnessed history being made."

Videl tightened her grip on Gohan's hand and hissed, "I hate you all."

The teasing only got louder, but the two sat there, fingers intertwined, neither daring to let go.

Goten leaned forward, a mischievous grin stretching across his face. His eyes gleamed with pure mischief as he pointed at Trunks.

"Trunks, truth or dare?"

Trunks crossed his arms, smirking. "Truth," he answered confidently.

Goten's grin widened like a predator closing in on its prey. "Alright… have you ever wet the bed?"

Silence.

Trunks' smirk faltered. His posture stiffened. His fingers twitched.

"…No," he muttered, too quickly.

Goten gasped dramatically. "LIAR!"

Videl raised an eyebrow. "That hesitation was suspicious."

Erasa giggled. "Sounds like someone's hiding something!"

Trunks glared at them, his face turning slightly red. Finally, he exploded. "FINE! IT HAPPENED WHEN I WAS FIVE, OKAY?!"

Laughter erupted across the clearing. Even Gohan, who had been trying to stay neutral, let out a small chuckle.

Ben clapped Trunks on the back. "Hey, man, we've all been there."

Trunks groaned, burying his face in his hands. "I hate this game."

But he wasn't going down alone.

Lifting his head, Trunks smirked evilly. "Alright, Goten, truth or dare?"

Goten, now wary, hesitated. "Uhh… dare?"

Trunks' smirk deepened. "I dare you to run around the mountains yelling, 'I'm Vegeta's number one fan!' as loud as you can!"

Goten's face paled. "WHAT?! NO WAY!"

Trunks shrugged. "A dare is a dare, buddy."

The group watched with anticipation as Goten, after groaning dramatically, took a deep breath. Then—

"VEGETA IS THE STRONGEST! I LOVE VEGETA! EVERYONE BOW BEFORE THE PRINCE OF ALL SAIYANS!"

His voice echoed through the mountains, bouncing off cliffs and valleys. Birds scattered from the trees in panic. The ground itself seemed to vibrate from the sheer volume of his screaming.

Back at Capsule Corp, Vegeta, who was in the middle of an intense gravity chamber workout, suddenly froze mid-punch. His eye twitched violently.

"What… the hell… is that brat screaming?!"

Meanwhile, back at Mount Paozu, Trunks was rolling on the ground, clutching his sides from laughing too hard. "I CAN'T BELIEVE HE ACTUALLY DID IT!"

Ben nodded, impressed. "Respect. That takes guts."

A few minutes later, Goten trudged back, panting, his face red with embarrassment. "I hate you all."

Trunks, still wiping away tears of laughter, threw an arm around Goten's shoulder. "No, no, we love you… Vegeta's number one fan!"

The group erupted into laughter once again, while Goten dramatically flopped onto the grass, groaning.

And so, the chaos of Truth or Dare at Mount Paozu continued, with no end to the teasing in sight.

The game had already spiraled into pure madness, and Videl was determined to get revenge. Her eyes gleamed with mischief as she turned her attention to Ben.

"Ben! Truth or Dare?" she challenged.

Without hesitation, Ben smirked. "Dare."

Trunks snapped his fingers, grinning like he had just thought of the perfect way to turn the tables. "Oh, I got this one! Ben, I dare you to… propose to Erasa!"

Ben leaned back, unimpressed. "Propose? Pfft, too easy."

And just like that—without a second thought—Ben turned to Erasa, grabbed her hand, and instead of just proposing...

He kissed her.

Right on the lips.

Time. Stopped.

The world froze as if reality itself needed a moment to process what had just happened. The air stood still. Even the wind dared not disturb the moment.

And then—

"ROOOOOOAAAAARRRRRR!"

A massive T-rex near the mountains let out an earth-shaking roar, its tail slamming into a tree as birds scattered into the sky. The ground rumbled violently, as if the very planet itself had been stunned by what had just occurred.

Goten screamed in shock, flailing his arms. "EVEN NATURE CAN'T BELIEVE THIS!"

Trunks clutched his head, his voice rising in disbelief. "BEN, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"

But before anyone could fully process the insanity, Erasa—without hesitation—kissed Ben right back.

BOOOOOOM!

Another thunderous roar echoed through the mountains as the T-rex stomped its foot with such force that the entire ground shook beneath them. It then snorted aggressively, as if personally offended, and turned, stomping off into the distance like it had just witnessed the most outrageous thing in existence and wanted nothing to do with it.

Trunks and Goten collapsed onto their knees, their eyes blank with defeat.

"IT BACKFIRED! NOOOOO!" they wailed in unison.

Videl, who had been covering her face in sheer secondhand embarrassment, peeked through her fingers, her voice barely above a whisper. "Oh. My. God."

Gohan, completely lost, could only stammer. "D-Did that just—?!"

Meanwhile, Ben and Erasa finally pulled away, both completely unfazed by the absolute chaos they had just unleashed.

Ben flashed his signature smug grin. "Well, if I'm gonna do something, I might as well make it legendary."

Erasa laughed, her face still flushed but her confidence unwavering. "Exactly. No half-measures, right?"

Trunks, still reeling, grabbed his hair in frustration. "DID A DINOSAUR JUST WITNESS THIS MADNESS?!"

In the distance, the T-rex snorted one last time before vanishing into the mountains, clearly wanting no part of this nonsense.

And just like that, the once-simple game of Truth or Dare had descended into complete and utter madness.

But the chaos wasn't over yet.

As the echoes of the dinosaur's mighty roar faded, the group sat in stunned silence—until Goten, still recovering from the shock of Ben and Erasa's dramatic kiss, suddenly remembered something important.

His arms crossed, his lips curving into a pout, he grumbled, "Hey! We planned this game so we could tease Gohan and Videl, not so you two could go all kissy-kissy on us!"

The moment those words left his mouth—

Silence.

Gohan and Videl, who had just barely recovered from the earlier embarrassment, snapped their heads toward Goten.

Gohan's eyes darkened. His voice was dangerously calm. "What… did you just say?"

Videl cracked her knuckles. "You. PLANNED. This?"

Goten's soul left his body.

Trunks, sensing immediate danger, took a step back, grinning. "Welp, he's dead."

Ben chuckled, shaking his head. "Yeah, rest in peace, little dude."

Erasa smirked, arms crossed. "Nice knowing you, Goten."

Goten's eyes darted wildly, searching for any possible escape route. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead as he stammered, "N-now hold on, let's talk about thi—AAAAAHHHH!"

But it was too late.

Gohan and Videl lunged at him.

Goten screamed.

"COME BACK HERE, YOU LITTLE RAT!" Videl shouted, taking off after him.

"You think you can just pull something like this on us and GET AWAY WITH IT?!" Gohan yelled, flying after him.

Trunks, arms crossed, watched the chaotic chase unfold before him. "Man, this went from a fun game to an execution real quick."

Ben, throwing an arm around Erasa's shoulder, laughed. "Eh, they'll get over it. Eventually."

Erasa, still grinning, nodded. "Meanwhile, we got a free kiss out of it."

Trunks groaned, rubbing his temples. "Ugh, don't remind me. That was NOT part of the plan."

As Goten's terrified screams echoed through the field, the game of Truth or Dare would forever be remembered as one of the most chaotic, unexpected, and legendary moments in their lives.

One thing was for sure—

This would NEVER be forgotten.

As the sun began to set, Gohan and Videl finally managed to corner Goten, who had been causing trouble all day. The little Saiyan stood frozen, eyes darting between his brother and Videl, trying to find an escape route.

"Aha! Caught you, you little troublemaker!" Videl smirked, cracking her knuckles. "Now, what do you have to say for yourself?"

Goten gulped and put on his best innocent face. "Uhh… I love you guys?"

Gohan crossed his arms. "Not gonna work, Goten."

Just as they were about to lecture him, a powerful force arrived.

"GOOOOTEN!"

A whirlwind of motherly fury swept through the area. In an instant, Chi-Chi appeared out of nowhere, scooping up Goten like he was an endangered species.

"My poor baby! Did these meanies try to scold you?!" she gasped dramatically, hugging him tightly.

Goten immediately flipped the script. "Mom! They were trying to bully me!" he whined, fake tears forming in his eyes.

Gohan and Videl blinked in disbelief.

"Wait, what—?!" Gohan started.

Chi-Chi shot them a glare that could have melted steel. "I knew it! You two should be ashamed! He's just a little boy!"

Videl stared, slack-jawed. "Are you serious right now?!"

Goten peeked over Chi-Chi's shoulder and stuck his tongue out at them, completely unpunished.

Gohan sighed in defeat. "I give up."

Later that night, as everyone was preparing their tents, Ben finished setting his up and stretched his arms. "Alright, that should do it."

Erasa suddenly appeared beside him, smiling mischievously. "I'll sleep in your tent, Ben!"

Ben blinked. "Wait—what? But my tent is small!"

Erasa giggled, holding up two big tents. "Don't worry! I brought these!"

Ben raised an eyebrow. "Why two?"

Erasa's grin widened. "To tease Gohan and Videl, of course!"

Ben tilted his head. "But… isn't Gohan sleeping at his house?"

Erasa's excited expression dropped. She blinked.

"...Oh. Right."

She sighed, tossing the tents down. "Well, that plan failed."

Ben shrugged. "Don't worry! Tomorrow we're going to Penguin Village—we'll make sure it works there!"

Erasa's grin returned. "Ooooh, I like the way you think!"

As the group finished setting up their tents, the mischievous duo plotted their next move, completely unaware of the chaos awaiting them in Penguin Village.

After a hearty breakfast, the group packed their belongings and set off for Penguin Village. The journey was long, but after hours of travel, they finally arrived at the quirky little town.

As they stepped out, they were greeted by an old man in a white lab coat.

"Ah, visitors! Welcome to Penguin Village!" he greeted warmly. "I'm Dr. Senbei Norimaki."

Before anyone could respond, a hyperactive girl with purple hair and glasses rushed toward them.

"HELLOOO!" she shouted excitedly, bouncing up and down. "I'm Arale! Are you guys aliens? Or robots? Or super cool superheroes?"

Ben and Erasa laughed at her energy, instantly taking a liking to her.

"Whoa, you're hyper," Ben grinned.

Erasa giggled. "I think we're gonna get along just fine."

Before they could chat more, Goten and Trunks arrived, up to their usual antics.

"Hey, Gohan!" Trunks smirked. "Having fun with your girlfriend?"

Goten grinned mischievously. "Yeah, are you two gonna kiss again?"

Videl crossed her arms. "Do you two seriously have nothing better to do?"

Before Gohan could respond, Arale suddenly gasped and pointed at Goten.

"EH?! Goku?!" she exclaimed.

Goten blinked in confusion. "Uh… what? No, I'm not my dad! I'm his son!"

Arale tilted her head, giggling. "Ohhh, that makes sense! But wow, you look just like him!"

Goten, now curious, asked, "Wait, how do you know my dad?"

Arale grinned. "Me and Goku are old friends! He's super strong and fun! One time, we beat up a bad guy who tried to steal from our village!"

She turned to Dr. Senbei. "Doctor, look! This is Goku's son!"

Dr. Senbei adjusted his glasses, inspecting Goten closely. "Ah, now that you mention it… there's definitely a resemblance!"

Goten proudly puffed out his chest. "Yup! And this is my big brother, Gohan, and his girlfriend, Videl!"

Arale's eyes widened with excitement. She zoomed over to Gohan at lightning speed, stopping inches from his face.

"WAIT! You're Goku's son too?! I didn't recognize you!" She poked his face a few times. "Are you strong like your dad? Are you funny like him?"

Before Gohan could answer, Sharpner smirked and butted in.

"Eh, he's just a nerd," Sharpner teased.

Arale blinked, tilting her head. "A… nerd?" She pouted. "Hmm… well, I like Goten! He's funny and cool like his dad!"

Goten grinned. "See, Gohan? I'm cool!"

Gohan sighed, rubbing his temples. "Great… now even people from other villages think I'm boring."

Videl smirked. "Well, you are kinda a nerd."

Gohan groaned. "Not you too!"

Everyone laughed as Arale continued to bounce around excitedly, thrilled to have new friends in Penguin Village.

As the group laughed and chatted, a shadowy figure leaped from a rooftop, flipping five times in the air before landing… face-first into a mud puddle.

Everyone stared.

A muffled voice groaned, "I-I meant to do that…"

The figure slowly stood up, wiping mud off his ninja outfit and dramatically pointing at Goten.

"YOU!"

Goten blinked. "Me?"

The ninja fumed, steam literally coming out of his ears. "Don't act dumb, brat! You humiliated me!"

Goten scratched his head. "Uh… are you mad because I didn't say 'bless you' when you sneezed or…?"

The ninja's eye twitched. "YOU DARE MOCK ME?!"

Gohan adjusted his glasses. "I think he's talking about dad."

The ninja turned redder than a tomato in a sauna. "Of COURSE, I'M TALKING ABOUT GOKU! Who else?!"

Goten's jaw dropped. "Ohhh! Wait! You're mad at my dad?!"

"YES!"

"But… why?"

The ninja shuddered, his voice full of trauma. "That fool—he embarrassed me in Jingle Village! I was working for the great Red Ribbon Army, and that menace humiliated me beyond repair! He dodged all my techniques like they were nothing, outran me, and worst of all—he put his weird stick in my—"

He paused.

He looked around.

Everyone was staring.

Sharpner was barely holding it together. "Wait… WAIT, WHAT?!"

Ben was already dying of laughter. "NO WAY—BWAHAHAHAHAHA! I—I CAN'T BREATHE!"

Videl covered her mouth, trying so hard not to laugh. Erasa was wiping away tears.

The ninja turned pale. "WAIT! WAIT! I DIDN'T MEAN IT LIKE THAT!"

Sharpner smirked. "Nah, man. You said it. It's out there now."

Trunks grinned. "So, Goku really left an impression on you, huh?"

The ninja screamed in embarrassment, shaking in pure rage. "ENOUGH! STOP LAUGHING!"

He grabbed Arale and pointed a kunai at her. "SILENCE! If you don't give me what I want, I'll kill this girl!"

Everyone gasped.

"Arale-chan!" Dr. Senbei yelled in panic.

The ninja grinned wickedly. "Now, surrender or—"

A sudden horrifying noise echoed through the village.

Everyone froze.

The ninja's eyes widened in horror.

Arale's head… had fallen off.

It just rolled onto the ground like a bowling ball.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

The ninja screamed like a man being chased by an army of ghosts, threw Arale's body in terror, and collapsed on the ground.

Everyone stared in absolute shock.

"So," Ben said. "We just witnessed a man's entire will to live leave his body."

Sharpner nodded. "Yep. That's a certified Goku moment."

Meanwhile, Arale's head blinked.

"Hoyo~ My head fell off~"

Dr. Senbei facepalmed. "Arale, we talked about this! You gotta warn people before your head comes off!"

The ninja, now curled into a ball, was shaking violently. "S-S-S-SHE'S A MONSTER! A CURSED BEING! I—I CAN STILL HEAR HER VOICE! IT'S COMING FROM BEYOND THE GRAVE!"

Just then, Arale's body picked up her own head and popped it back on.

"All good!" she said cheerfully.

The ninja's soul officially left his body.

His eyes rolled back. His spirit literally floated out of him, gave him a disappointed look, and then flew away into the clouds.

The ninja collapsed, foaming at the mouth.

Ben sighed, shaking his head. "And just like that… another grown man is broken by a five-year-old."

Gohan adjusted his glasses. "To be fair, she's not just any five-year-old…"

Trunks poked the unconscious ninja. "Do you think we should call a doctor?"

Goten shook his head. "Nah, he just needs some milk."

Sharpner crossed his arms. "Or years of therapy."

Erasa giggled. "I think Arale just finished what Goku started!"

Videl sighed. "I can't believe we live in a world where this is normal."

Everyone nodded.

With that, they walked away, leaving the ninja twitching on the ground… completely and utterly broken.

As the evening deepened and the group started setting up their tents, chaos immediately broke out.

The students, instead of pairing up sensibly, had all individually claimed their own tents.

"Wait, wait, wait!" Gohan pinched the bridge of his nose, frustrated. "You all took single tents?! There were supposed to be enough for pairs!"

Ben, who had been sipping another juice box, shrugged. "Oops. I thought we had extras."

Now, standing in the middle of the campsite were two lonely tents—the only ones left.

Videl folded her arms. "Well, that's just great. Now what?"

Gohan sighed, glancing at Ben. "Guess me and Ben can share a tent, and Erasa and Videl can take the other."

But before anyone could react, Erasa gasped dramatically. "Hey! You want to separate me from Ben?!"

Gohan blinked in confusion. "What? What do you mean?"

Erasa huffed, crossing her arms. "Ben and I are sleeping together!"

There was dead silence.

Videl's face went bright red. "WHAT?!"

Sharpner choked on his water. "Pfft—Excuse me?!"

Trunks and Goten, who were already rolling on the ground laughing, started screaming with laughter.

"HAHAHA! Ben and Erasa—together?! HAHAHA!" Goten wheezed.

Trunks clutched his sides. "Gohan, I think you just got dethroned! Ben's moving faster than you!"

Gohan turned pale. "WAIT, WHAT?!"

Videl clenched her fists. "Gohan, what are you even SAYING?!"

Erasa sighed, shaking her head. "Oh, Videl, not what you're thinking!"

"THEN WHAT DOES IT MEAN?!" Gohan and Videl both shouted.

Ben, still sipping his juice, finally spoke up. "Yeah, actually, I'd like to know too."

Erasa rolled her eyes. "I meant Ben and I already decided to share a tent earlier. You guys are overreacting!"

Sharpner smirked. "I dunno, sounded pretty sus to me."

Goten snickered. "Ben and Erasa sitting in a tent, K-I-S-S—"

Before he could finish, Erasa chucked a pillow at his face. "SHUT UP, GOTEN!"

Gohan, still flustered, sighed in defeat. "I hate this trip already…"

The gang arrived at Hercule Mansion, a place so unnecessarily extravagant it looked like someone tried to build a theme park dedicated to mediocrity. Statues of Hercule lined the entrance, each one more absurd than the last. One had him flexing, another had him delivering a flying kick to absolutely nothing, and the most ridiculous one depicted him uppercutting a dragon—because, of course, that totally happened.

Sharpner gasped so hard it sounded like he was having an asthma attack. "This is it! The house of the legend himself!"

Ben, arms crossed, muttered, "Legend of what? Hair care?"

Before Videl could argue, fireworks exploded from the roof. A red carpet dramatically unfurled down the stairs, dragged along by servants who were clearly not being paid enough. And then—

BOOM.

The doors burst open, and there stood Hercule Satan, his cape dramatically billowing behind him, courtesy of a strategically placed fan.

"WELCOME TO MY MANSION! THE HOUSE OF A TRUE CHAMPION!" he bellowed, flexing so hard his mustache trembled.

Silence.

Ben leaned over to Trunks. "I give him five minutes before he trips over his own ego."

Trunks smirked. "You're being generous."

Inside, the mansion's dojo looked less like a training facility and more like a glorified playpen. There were punching bags labeled "100 TONS" (which was clearly a lie), a training dummy with the words "Super Evil Mega Villain" scribbled across it, and a trampoline labeled "Jump Training."

Sharpner was vibrating. "THIS IS IT! THE SECRET TRAINING OF THE CHAMPION!"

Hercule grinned. "Now, observe! This is how a true warrior trains!"

He walked up to the biggest punching bag, cracked his knuckles, and took a deep breath.

"Watch closely! With just one finger—"

He poked it.

The bag immediately detached from the chain, bounced off the floor, and launched itself across the room.

CRASH.

Right through the window.

There was silence.

Then—

A distant car alarm started blaring.

Hercule turned slowly, sweating. "Uh… t-that was… part of the plan."

Videl buried her face in her hands.

Ben, arms crossed, smirked. "Yeah, your plan to pay for damages?"

Trunks high-fived him.

After a series of suspiciously evasive maneuvers, Hercule led them past a large locked door labeled "SUPER SECRET TRAINING ROOM – DO NOT ENTER."

Goten pointed. "Hey, what's in here?"

Hercule broke into a cold sweat. "OH, UH, NOTHING! THAT'S JUST… STORAGE! BORING OLD STORAGE!"

Trunks squinted. "Then why does it say 'Super Secret Training Room'?"

Hercule threw himself in front of the door. "UH—IT'S JUST A JOKE SIGN! HAHAHA! NO NEED TO GO IN!"

Ben narrowed his eyes. "Now I REALLY wanna go in."

Before Hercule could react, the door was kicked open.

Inside was…

A massive pile of video games, snack wrappers, and a huge bed covered in luxurious pillows.

The group stared.

Hercule stared.

Ben picked up a game controller. "So THIS is where you 'train'?"

Videl turned, horrified. "Dad… please tell me this is a joke."

Hercule sweated. "O-O-OF COURSE! Y'KNOW, MENTAL TRAINING! VIDEO GAMES HELP WITH HAND-EYE COORDINATION!"

Goten gasped. "Wow, Mister Satan! Can I train here too?"

Hercule collapsed onto the floor.

Videl walked away in silent disappointment.

Ben crossed his arms. "Best warrior in the world, everyone."

Desperate to salvage the situation, Hercule clapped his hands and forced a grin. "AHEM! Now that we've finished the warm-up tour, it's time for a LIVE demonstration of my legendary martial arts skills!"

He looked around, trying to pick a safe opponent.

Ben immediately raised his hand. "I'll do it."

Hercule blinked. "...Wait, what?"

Gohan sighed. "This was going to be painful."

Videl perked up. Sharpner fist-pumped. "Finally! We get to see the CHAMP in action!"

Erasa cheered. "Go, Ben! Show us some cool moves!"

Hercule cleared his throat, flexed, and pointed at Ben. "Alright, kid, listen up! Since I'm the champ, I'm gonna hold back so I don't accidentally break you in half!"

Ben smirked. "No."

Hercule blinked. "Huh?"

Ben casually handed his phone to Trunks. "Trunks, record this. I want the world to see the great Hercule Satan in action."

Trunks grinned. "Ooooh, this is gonna be good."

Hercule laughed nervously. "O-Oh, so you wanna keep this as a lesson? Smart thinking, kid! This'll be a great example of my world-class technique!"

Ben stretched lazily. "Right, right. But if you're truly the champion, you shouldn't hold back."

Hercule stiffened. His mustache twitched.

Videl crossed her arms. "C'mon, Dad. Show him what you can do."

Sharpner vibrated in excitement. "This is it! This is where the champ shows his true power!"

Hercule gritted his teeth. He couldn't back down now—not in front of an audience! He pointed dramatically.

"ALRIGHT, KID! GET READY! BECAUSE I'M COMIN' AT YA!"

Ben shrugged. "Cool. But I think it's better if the champ moves first."

Hercule nodded. "Good idea, kid. You'd be too scared to attack first anyway!"

With a battle cry, he rushed forward, fists swinging wildly.

Ben, hands still in his pockets, effortlessly dodged. Duck. Step back. Side-step. Tilt his head.

Hercule's fists hit nothing but air.

Ben, completely unfazed, yawned.

Videl's eye twitched.

Gohan chuckled.

Sharpner cheered. "Yeah! Go, champ, go! Show him who's boss!"

Trunks and Goten were biting their lips to hold back laughter.

Hercule, now drenched in sweat, threw one final, desperate punch.

Ben tilted his head slightly.

WHOOSH.

Hercule missed, spun out of control, and—

THUD.

Face-planted onto the floor.

Silence.

Then—

"AAAARGH! MY ARM! I-I'M INJURED!"

Ben turned to Trunks. "Trunks, did you get all of that?"

Trunks grinned and flipped the phone around. "Every second."

Videl, beyond furious, stormed up and kicked her father in the side.

"Dad, get up. NOW."

Hercule groaned. "Uuuuugh… i-it's a tactical retreat…"

Goten whispered to Trunks. "Told you he'd lose."

Trunks snickered. "Yeah, but I didn't think it'd be THIS bad."


11/4/2025

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