Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ A Trip To Capsule Corp? Bad Idea! ❯ Yes We Will! ( Chapter 11 )

Wow, it's July... I was hoping to get this up months ago, but unfortunately I'm a procrastinator. Anyway, hopefully this chapter will be good. Well, at least not so horrible that you want to tear your computer apart.

 

Disclaimer: I own nothing except for a few Canadian coins.(I can't buy anything with them)

 

*************Last time****************

 

Trunks and Goten returned with the snacks and were just about to start the movie again, when the door bell rang. Growling, Trunks got up to answer it. All anyone heard from him as he left was, "He better start praying."

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During the few minutes that Trunks was gone, the group heard odd sounds, such as screaming and begging. The humans currently occupying the room looked very nervous and confused while Gohan held back his laughter, “Well, I don't think the visitor will be bothering us again.” Trunks reentered the room with the type of grin only the Joker from Batman could pull off.

“That'll teach him.” “Teach who, Trunks,” Goten asked, starring curiously at his best friend. Trunks shrugged, “Some guy with an afro who thinks he's `the greatest'.” Videl shook her head, “I can't believe he actually showed up.” Trunks sat down next to her and asked, “That guy was your dad?”

“Unfortunately.” “Ha! I'm glad I'm not you!” “Why you little,” Videl jumped up and started choking him, only to be pulled back by Gohan. Trunks fell to the floor with a dazed look. “Videl, relax. Trunks was only kidding,” the teenage saiyan lied. In truth, anyone who was or associated with the Z fighters was thankful that they weren't Videl. Seriously, who could put up with the Buffoon known as Hercule?

Five minutes later:

Everyone eventually settled down and finished getting ready to watch the dvd. Trunks grabbed the remote and looked around to make sure there were no distractions. With a sigh, he pressed play and sat back. The tv screen came to life immediately since Capsule Corps' dvd player doesn't freeze when it starts up. The first image to appear was Baba and her crystal ball. The one Gohan broke.

“Ah, I see you've received this dvd, Gohan. I hope you are enjoying your stay along with Videl, Erasa, Sharpener, and the brats.” The woman burst out into an evil cackle. Everyone jumped at the sound. “So Baba is helping Dende, huh,” Gohan mused to himself. “Of course not! He is helping me,” came the tv's reply. The teen sweat dropped.

“Ahem. Anyway, I have created this little `movie' for your enjoyment and Gohan's embarrassment. I hope you didn't kill the messenger since I will be requiring his delivery services once again. Hercule needs to be delivered to a hair stylist since Trunks gave him a new hair cut.” The picture flashed to an image of Hercule with rainbow colored hair with a large bald spot. From the other side of Capsule Corp, Vegeta heard the howling laughter of our small group and decided to see what was going on. When he reached the room, he sweat dropped. Erasa and Videl were hugging each other to prevent from falling off the sofa, Sharpener was choking on whatever he had been eating, and the three demi saiyans were rolling on the floor laughing so hard that they were crying. “What the hell is going on?” Gohan, unable to speak, pointed furiously at the tv screen. Just one glance at the screen and Vegeta was on the floor laughing.

30 minutes later:

Everyone stopped laughing and sat back down. Trunks and Goten opted to sit on the floor as Vegeta had decided to stay and watch the movie. Videl and Erasa sat at one of the sofa as Gohan and Vegeta sat at the other. Sharpener was once again alone in his armchair. By now the menu screen was on and waiting for someone to chose an option. Trunks quickly selected `play movie'. At that second lightning struck and thunder crashed. That's when the movie started. Oh, it seemed harmless enough, but then it appeared. It was horrifying, no terrifying. It was...Goku's head! Yes, it was the father of our favorite torture subject...err...I mean...our favorite hero.

“Uh, is this thing on?” At this point, Gohan realized what this movie really was. It was a compilation of home movies that the Z fighters took. He wanted to turn the movie off, but found that he couldn't.

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“Muwahahahahaha!”

Dende was currently standing on the edge of the lookout, his hands twisting together. Baba stood next to him, doing an impression of Mr. Burns from the Simpsons, “Excellent.” Dende grinned like a deranged madman, “Like my little freezing power?” The witch nodded, “This should be good.”

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(movie)***

“Goku! How many times do I have to tell you that Gohan needs to study,” a woman screamed from off camera. “Sorry Chi, but I thought we could have a get together with the guys,” Goku replied facing to his right.

(live)***

“ `Gohan'? Wait, Goku Son is your father,” Videl asked turning to the Gohan that was seated next to her. He nodded in reply while Vegeta muttered, “Baka Kakarrot,” under his breath.

(Movie)***

The scene switched to a large party at Capsule Corp where Gohan seemed to be maybe nine at the time. Vegeta was standing by a tree wearing his pink badman shirt. (“pink,” Videl raised an eyebrow at Vegeta, who growled in return.) The camera man walked around and came to Piccolo who glared and muttered something about killing a man named Yamcha. This seemed to frighten the camera man because the next second he was running away. “Hey Yamcha! Whatcha running from, bro?” The camera stopped moving and focused on a short, bald man. “Hey Krillen. Want to film for awhile? Bulma looks upset that I'm not spending time with her.”

(live)***

“Hey, I forgot that Bulma used to date Yamcha,” Gohan smirked. Vegeta turned and punched him rather than simply yelling.

(movie)***

Krillen followed Yamcha quietly as the taller man made his way over to Bulma. As it turned out, Bulma was not angry at Yamcha, but rather Vegeta. Well, at least, that was how it started out. By the time Krillen caught up to Yamcha, Bulma was yelling at him, “You insensitive jerk! How dare you think I need you to fight all my battles!” The camera man made the wise decision to get away before he was involved.

(live)***

`Well, I guess this isn't so bad,' thought the very naive Gohan as he leaned back into the sofa.

But how wrong he was. Oh, how horribly wrong.

 

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*evil laughter* Alas, I found my writing ability again! Man, you're out of school for awhile and you realize, you can't write normally. My handwriting sucks again. Oh well.

Later.