Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Fright Night at Capsule Corporation ❯ I Don't Have a 'Thing' to Wear! ( Chapter 3 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

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Di sclaimer: DBZ is not owned by me....it belongs to Akira Toriyama, Viz Communications, FUNimation, TOEI Entertainment, Irwin Toys, etc. etc. etc. Whatever....Monique, and Jason are mine to control as I will ....This fan fic is just for fun....Hope you all enjoy....just a bit of fluff...

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And now for the story:


FRIGHT NIGHT AT CAPSULE CORP/THE HALLOWEEN PARTY.........PART THREE: I Don't Have A 'Thing' to Wear!!!







"Hey, Mom, who was that on the phone?" Gohan strode toward the kitchen, yawning and stretching....he was taking a MUCH needed break from studying....and it was just about time to eat, and then go sparring with his Dad and Piccolo.

"Hhmm? Oh! That was just Bulma....She's invited your father, me, you, and Piccolo to a big Halloween party! She said it was going to be a costume dance, with a Haunted House, lots of food, and fun! Bulma's been wanting everyone to get together and take a break from the training.....Kami knows all of you need to forget fighting for once and concentrate on more important things, like your studies for one....Bye the way, did you finish that section on the history of space exploration today?" Chi-Chi raised her eyebrows in askance.

Before Gohan could answer, however, Goku came strolling in the room, planting a sweet kiss on Chi-Chi's cheek. She blushed ever so slightly and smiled. Even though Goku lacked in education, he more than made up in his sweet disposition toward his family...It was one of the things that she loved about him the most. Gohan was the splitting image of his dad, and was really shaping up to be a good scholar, even though he WAS a bit vagrant with studying sometimes....

" Okay, you two, sit down! I've got your lunch ready, and we need to discuss this party situation of Bulma's. Gohan, why don't you go out back and call Piccolo in....even if he is not really hungry, the party involves him, too."

"Sure, Mom, right away!" and before Chi-Chi could utter another word, Gohan shot out the backdoor in pursuit of Piccolo.

"Hey, Chi-Chi, what's all this about a party and Bulma?" Goku stuffed his 4th sandwich down in the blink of an eye.

"Oh, Bulma thought that it would be a nice training break to have a little Halloween Party get together! I told her we would, the only thing is we have to find costumes...she would like us to dress up and wear a mask...at midnight, everyone will take off their masks, and it will be a surprise to see who dressed up as what! There is going to be a Haunted House, candy, tons of food (which I have to help with....and NO you can't sample anything until the party) and music! It will be a good change from all of that training you all do!" Piccolo and Gohan had come in on the middle of this explanation; luckily Piccolo's great hearing prevented the need to re-explain about the party and need for costumes.

"Sounds great, Chi-Chi, but when is the party?" Goku said, mouth full of yet another sandwich.

Chi-Chi just shook her head....poor Goku sometimes missed those small important details.

"It is on the 31st day of this month, October. That is about two and one-half weeks from now," she said as if talking to a very small 5 year old.

"Great! Well, whadda we have to do....and what costumes should we wear?"

That was all it took for Chi-Chi...she was now in her element as 'boss', and immediately started with ideas.

"Well, Piccolo could come as an Arabian Prince. He could wear a fake jewel placed on his turban, and wear a fake scimitar by his sash. With a very discreet mask, he'll be set!" beamed Chi-Chi.

"Hhhmmmff! Is all of this needless praddle about coverings necessary? I fail to see the importance of this, especially with the androids coming...." frowned Piccolo.

"Oh, it's okay Piccolo! Bulma is just giving a Halloween celebration so we can take a small break from training...it is only one night and it might be fun. At least with Mom's suggestion, you do not have to really change what clothing you have on!" Gohan added brightly. He didn't want his Mom to take offense at the brusk tone the Piccolo called his normal speaking voice.

"Well, if it keeps up moral, and it is the only way I can get everyone to continue their training afterwards, very well....seems unnatural though..." grunted Piccolo, and promptly went to a quite corner of the kitchen, turned his back, and levitated to meditate on this complicated and useless ritual of 'Halloween Parties'.

Chi-Chi didn't say much to this.....it was so hard understanding this strange Namek person, but if Goku and her Gohan felt that he was good enough to stay with them, then he must be safe. No matter, at least his costume idea was easy, simple and most of all completed with no effort.

"Well, Gohan, do you have any thoughts? I think you would make an ADORABLE little school boy! What do you think?" Gohan just winced a bit, and threw a rather pleading look at his father. He would rather dress as a grand warrior or something exciting!

"Uh, Gohan, what are you studying in your books right now?" Goku asked, glancing at him with an understanding look.

"Well, Mom just got me a bunch of books on astronauts and space exploration.......HEY, we could maybe wear our battle suits that we got while we were on Namek!!"

Chi-Chi was beginning to frown at this, especially with words like 'battle' and 'Namek' being thrown around. Goku knew Chi-Chi well enough to know if he didn't step in at this point, the whole discussion was headed for certain disaster.

"Well, hon', if he IS studying astronauts and space, seems that the suits they got IN space would be good.....I mean it would help to keep his mind on the books you just got...." Goku smiled innocently.

Chi-Chi, although VERY suspicious about this suggestion, could not find any logical reason to fight it..... "Well....if you are SURE it will help Gohan and his studies.....but what about MY costume....I don't have a space suit from Namek and I was wanting all of us to kind of match!"

"Hey, I bet Bulma still has the space flight suits that you were going to use, when you all thought to try to join us on Namek!" Goku beamed. He really thought he was coming up with some very smart ideas!

" Well, that's not a half bad idea.....I could leave off the helmet, and fix a star mask on each of us.....hmmm.....Okay, I'LL DO IT!" grinned Chi-Chi, who now felt back in control once again.

Piccolo chuckled to under his breath...everyone thought Goku was not that bright, but he was able to get around one of the biggest obstacles that a man has in his life....a wife's leadership!


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Vegeta had returned back to the Gravity Room after the little 'afternoon tea'. This was preposterous! That silly, weakling woman was not acting like she was suppose to! Here he had just begun to figure out that impossible female creature; to 'enjoy' the verbal sparring matches with Bulma....one could not just train the body, and not train the mind. This was the first thing his father, King Vegeta, had impressed upon him at a young age. It was necessary to learn ones enemies; to sharpen and hone the body and the mind, to centralize the essense of Spirit Ki within in order to become a superior warrior.

He had taken this approach to every creature he ever encountered....it was the reason he was still alive; trust anyone and your dead....put anything in writing and you were good as dead as well. Verbal agreements were the best, leaving any situation open to perpetual negotiations....and of course HIS victory. But Bulma had taken all of this and completely turned his universe on its ears. First, she offers him a place to live and train, which she owed him absolutely NOTHING! Then, the shimatta woman had taken the initiative to 'cure' him after 'The Disaster' (the gravity room explosion....it had come to be known as 'The Disaster' to everyone).....he still maintained, even to this day, that HE, Prince of the Saiyans, was QUITE capable of recooperating on his own....but NOOOO, this baka female wormed her way into his 'space'.

She had an absolutely infuriating way of talking to him.....as if he were like the lowly commoners that hung at her heels, and not the Prince of a Legendary Race of Warriors.....He in turn, felt vindicated when he could goad her by comments about her stupid life, her stupid boyfriend (if you could call that weak specimen of a human, a male), and most of all her horrid cooking. And that BEAUTIFUL body....wait....where did THAT come from?

Well, perhaps his diligence was paying off....He had reminded her on more than enough occasions, just WHO he was, and HOW powerful he was.....perhaps NOW she knew what her place was, and the correct homage she should pay a Prince.....it would not do to have these lowly Chikyuu inhabitants question him....after the threat of the Androids, he could continue his mission to acquire the Dragonballs, and then gain the immortality that befitted a great man of HIS stature....then he could crush these insects.....maybe he could take the woman as a mistress....she wasn't that bad to look at (if she would just shut her trap), and would make a good slave, given time and extensive 'breaking' in....

With that pleasing thought, Vegeta proudly strutted over to the Gravity Room console panel, punched in a 400g level, and begin another training session that he felt would SURELY result in pushing him to Super Saiyan level....

Aaahhhh, life was promising after all...................

Little did the Prince of the Saiyans realize the celebration that he was in store for.....



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"May I speak with Monique, please?"

"Speaking..."

" Umm, you don't know me but this is Bulma Briefs....and I would like to talk to you about someone that we both know."

"Sure, Miss Briefs, I've heard of you....but who is it that we both know? How can I help you?"

"Well, PLEASE don't hang up when I mention the name.....it involves a 'turn about is fair play' situation....."

"I'm all ears...."

" Does the name Yamcha mean anything to you?"

After a VERY long silence, the voice of Monique could be heard, low and dangerous with rage " Just what is it you want and what 'turn around' is it that would involve me?"

"I am so sorry to bring up this....I know it is unpleasant, but I was one of the many 'casualties' of the wayward Yamcha. I found a little black book with a great many casualties, and even the name of his latest 'interest'. It is my contention that we 'show' our 'appreciation' (if you get my meaning) to him.....such behavior should NOT go unrewarded, don't you think?" Bulma delivered this speech with a sinister meaning and an evil grin.

"AAahhh, I think I am beginning to see your point.....Fine, Miss Briefs. What exactly do you propose?"

"Well, you were the last name on this list, and I have only been able to contact 3 others....I am springing for an elaborate dinner for all of us at that new bistro downtown....Price is no object....I figured we could discuss a little idea I have....you see I have a Halloween party scheduled and........" Bulma lowered her voice to a whisper as she give sketchy details of what her plan would involve.

"Sounds great Bulma! You don't mind if I call you just Bulma, huh?"

"No problem. And if you have a significant other, they are welcome as well....remember, my treat!"

"Well, my boyfriend is a Police Officer for Gingertown, and we've been going together for a while....in fact, he might be able to help....he knows of Yamcha, and believe me, he has NO love for that guy!"

"Great Monique! Then I will see you at 7 o'clock, this Friday, October 13th....with your boyfriend....?"

"His name is Jason, but he is known as 'Crusher' on the force....guess 'cause he works out by crushing metal objects, heehee!"

"Perfect Monique! You and Jason are very much welcome.....I'll see you Friday!"

"You got it Bulma...Ja 'Ne"

"Ja 'Ne!"

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"Hey, Puar! What are you gonna do for a costume when we get over to Bulma's after our other party?"

"Well, I can take on just about any look.....I could even look like Frieza if I wanted! Hee Hee!"

Yamcha got a little nervous at that idea, "I don't know, Puar, that may not go over so well....I mean Goku will be there...it may not be a healthy thing to do..."

"Well, we'll see....nothing is set in stone when it comes to me.....Hey! How about Medusa?"

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Well, Well, Well looks like things are taking an interesting turn......Next time on Fright Night at Capsule Corporation/Halloween Party: The 'X' Girls at dinner, shopping for costumes, and the snaring of a Prince.....