Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Help! ❯ How Dende was introduced to the Pina Colada! ( Chapter 9 )

Chapter 8

How Dende was introduced to the Pina Colada!

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It' s hard to believe that I'm on chapter 8 already. When did I start this story? I can't remember, but it had to be about a week ago. I haven't even posted chapter five yet. I really need to slow down, writing these chapters. Last time I checked, there were 14 reviews. Thanks to everyone whose reviewed so far! I just want to tell you guys that I really appreciate it. You make me feel so loved! And as for the whole Ox King thing, don't worry, he's coming soon. Oh, and for the kitchen scene the last chapter, that's got to be one of my favorite parts in the whole story.

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"No, why can't I think of anything!" Dende cried out in frustration.

"Dende, don't you think you should drink something?" Mr. Popo suggested. The teenaged God sighed, admitting to himself that he was thirsty, went to the Lookout's kitchen.

"Why is there nothing here to drink?" He yelled out.

"Oh, I forgot, Goku came by yesterday," Mr. Popo apologized.

"That explains everything," Dende said. He sighed, then decided he'd pay a visit to Capsule Corp. "Later, Mr. Popo," he yelled before leaving. The genie sighed, then went on to water the flowers he loved so much.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Eww, I think I'm gonna be sick," a girl told her friends who nodded in agreement.

The Z fighters sat, waiting on Goku and Vegeta who seemed to be having an eating contest. Out of them all, only Chichi and Krillen were eating, other than the two saiya-jins of course.

"How can you eat?" Yamcha asked, amazed.

"You get used to it," Chichi replied, still unhappy about her broken frying pan.

"Chi, you gotta come here! I have to tell you something important!" Bulma yelled, rushing into the room, running so fast her breath didn't catch up with her for a full 20 seconds.

"What is it?" The glum woman asked.

"What's wrong with you?" Bulma asked, curious.

"Hwe phryng fhan bfoke," Goku told his long time friend. (A/N Do I really need to translate this? It should be obvious what that is.)

"Huh?" Bulma wondered aloud.

"Chichi's frying pan broke when she hit Goku's hard head with it," Krillen explained.

"Really? I thought that thing would never break," Vegeta told the group; he'd finished eating.

"Well it did," she answered glumly.

"Where'd you get it?" Bulma asked.

"You gave it to me, remember? It was your wedding gift to Goku and me," Chichi told her friend. Goku looked mad when he heard those words.

"YOU GAVE HER THE FRYING PAN! HOW COULD YOU! I THOUGHT YOU WERE MY FRIEND!" Goku shouted so loud that Mr. Popo up on the Lookout could hear him.

"Oh yeah, that's right I did give it to you. Wow, that thing lived to be 18 years old," Bulma thought, wowed by the fact that her gift was infamous, while she herself ignored Goku's words.

"Mom, I swear," Gohan rushed into the room, gasping for breath, four chibis and Videl holding onto him for dear life. "I didn't know until just a bit ago," he told her.

"What, that Bulma was the one who gave me the frying pan?" She asked. The class was watching in confusion.

"She did what!" He yelped. Bulma gulped, for now she had all the saiya-jins attention on her.

"Stop it!" She yelled, their glares piercing through her.

"What's going on?" Marron asked her mom.

"Nothing much," Krillen replied before his wife could. "Who's your friend?" He asked.

"Pan," Marron replied.

"Well, how you doing Pan? And how'd you get here?" Krillen asked, crouching down so that he'd be eye level with the two girls.

"We were walking by one of the labs, and she was just sitting on the floor, crying her eyes out," Videl told the once monk.

"I don't feel well," the little girl answered.

"You don't?" Chichi asked, her attention now on the little girl who seemed familiar.

"No, my tummy hurts," she answered truthfully.

"Oh, well, why don't we take you upstairs," Chichi told the little girl, scooping her up in her arms. Marron told her father she was tired, and so all the chibis were told to go upstairs for some quiet time.

"Chi, your son's bonding," Bulma told her friend, running away from the three saiya-jins who were mad and into her lab.

"Gohan, is that true?" She asked.

'You know, your mom is kind of scary,' Videl thought.

"You think so?" He answered aloud, not realizing she'd spoken in his head.

"I guess that's a yes," Chichi answered her own question. "So, who's the girl?" she asked.

'You tell her,' Gohan thought to Videl.

'Me? Why me? She's your mother!' Videl thought back.

'Fine,' he answered glumly. "Videl," he told his mother.

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"Sheesh, I'm really thirsty," Dende complained.

"Oh, hello, your Dandy, right?" Mrs. Briefs asked, seeing the Namekian, and remembering him from the Nameks stay with them.

"It's Dende," he answered.

"Sorry, would you like something to drink?" She apologized.

"Sure!" The almost dehydrated God answered cheerfully.

"Here you go," she said, handing him a drink. "It's my favorite, a Pina Colada."

"Yum, that's really good!" He told her. "Thank you so much!" He felt inspired and headed to the Lookout.

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'Oh, Dende, guess who I'm paying a visit to,' the teen thought, wondering how scrambled eggs and fried Kami would taste. He'd seen his mother and Videl go from dislike to pure hatred, and the guy's poor ears were to the bleeding point. It didn't help that the two were playing a game of tug of war, with Gohan's arms in place of the rope they'd normally used. 'On second thought, maybe I should have mom make Kami stir fry instead.' He went on thinking thoughts like that for a long time.

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That has to be the longest chapter yet. Who really cares that I wrote it all in one sitting. Most chapters equal out to a page and a half size twelve font. This one is close to four pages long, size twelve font. Please tell me in your review what I should do! Oh, and you should really check out my poems and story on fictionpress.com! I'm thinking of not posting the next chapter until I get five reviews on my poem Spotlight!