Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ If You Give A Saiya-jin A Cookie ❯ If You Give A Saiya-jin A Cookie ( One-Shot )

Title: If You Give A Saiya-jin A Cookie

Author: Hentai

Warnings: Ummm, mindless stupidity maybe? O.o And one swear word.

Rating: G

Disclaimer: I don't own Goku *sigh* he belongs to Toriyama-sahn :p (And a good thing too, after this ficcy, we have no food!!)

Notes: I wrote this for my 4-year old son who is absolutely in the throes of Hero Worship over Goku. He practices his Kame Hame Ha's everyday and even eats like him! Maybe we are related some how? One swear word, in both Japanese and english, but the same word.

Summary: Goku comes to visit me and like an idiot, I offer him a cookie ^_^

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I was sitting in the living room when the doorbell rang. I put away my book and answered the door. To my great surprise, there was THE Goku. Anime style even. I blinked a few times, then got excited! GOKU in my house! I grinned and invited him in.

We sat in the dining room. His stomach growled. He grinned at me and put his hand behind his head.

"Umm, you wouldn't happen to have a snack would you?"

So, if you give a Saiya-jin a cookie...BEWARE! he will then ask for a glass of milk, then peeking behind me into the fridge, he says:

"Oooh, can I have a sandwich too?" Wide grin from Goku.

"Sure," I say, not even thinking. He ate the sandwich. His stomach growled again.

"Uh, have anything else? That really was a small sandwich." Small smile from me, huge innocent grin from Goku. I nod.

"And maybe some ice-cream with that other sandwich." He gets up and starts looking through cupboards. "Oh wow, you have lots of food."

So if you give a Saiya-jin a cookie, he'll want some milk…and a sandwich or two…and some rice…and and…need I really go on here?

Before I knew it, I had on my apron, cooking at the stove. Then I heard a delighted gasp as he looked through the freezer.

"Wow look at the size of that turkey! Would you mind? I'm still kinda hungry." Another innocent smile. I sigh and nod my head. After all, he is Kuso-chan's hero, and until he gets up from his nap, I should try to keep Goku here.

So, if you give a Saiya-jin a cookie, be prepared to cook for hours!

Finally, I heard a little yawn in the hallway. Kuso-chan came walking sleepily from his room muttering about a dream about `monster bad guys and Goku.' He ran up to me, not noticing Goku yet and starting telling me excitedly about how he had Kame Hame Ha'd them and saved the world. He started a little demonstration for me when Goku spoke up.

"Kame Hame Ha?!" he said with a stupid look on his face looking at Kuso-chan.

"Goku," I said taking Kuso-chan into my arms. "This is Kuso-chan. My son. He loves you a lot and practices all your moves."

Goku grinned widely at him. "Hello Kuso-chan." Then his eyes widened and he looked at me. "Umm, Hentai, you all have such weird names, why do you call your son `cute little shit'?"

"At least he isn't named after fried rice." I stated bluntly. Goku gave me an innocent wide eyed look, his head tilted to the side.

"Mommy, I'm hungry." Kuso-chan said as he stared at Goku in amazement.

"I know honey, but we have no food left."

"Why not Mommy?" He asked looking at me.

"Because I gave a Saiya-jin a cookie," I said.