Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Chibi Potion ❯ Choices ( Chapter 11 )

Chibi-Gohan: Hiya! Sorry if I took so long, time flies when I spend time hanging around with Piccolo. It was lots of fun! Right Piccolo?

Piccolo: Yeah sure, whatever...

Chibi-Gohan: Well Daddy had fun, and so did I.

Piccolo: Yeah only cause you guys had those squirt guns.

Chibi-Gohan: Well you seemed hot in those heavy clothes, we didn't want you to have heat stroke.

Piccolo: *glares at Chibi-Gohan* It's MARCH!! Its not even spring yet and there is still snow on the ground! You two nearly turned me into a Popsicle!

Goku: Really? Ooh! What flavor? Is it lime? I bet its lime!

Piccolo: *scowls at Goku* I said nearly and no it wouldn't be lime!

Goku: Then would you be kiwi, or green apple?

Piccolo: Neither!

Chibi-Gohan: Hey what about watermelon?

Piccolo: Gohan! You're not helping!

Chibi-Gohan: *giggles* Whoops! Sorry Piccolo.

Piccolo: *growls* Just get on with the story already!

Goku: Maybe pear, or even gooseberry?

Piccolo: GOKU!! I AM NOT FRUIT FLAVORED!!

Goku: Ok! Ok, sheesh! You don't have to yell!

Piccolo: Well it's the only way to get the point across that I don't taste like fruit.

Chibi-Gohan: Yeah, Namek's are supposed to taste like chicken right? *Goku snickers*

Piccolo: *Sweat drops and whaps Chibi-Gohan* DIDN'T I TELL YOU TO GET ON WITH THE STORY?

Chibi-Gohan: Okay, okay! I don't own Dragon Ball cause if I did I'd have given Piccolo a sense of humor. *gets whapped again* Ow!

Goku: *falls over laughing*

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#11 Choices

"... and that's about it." Bulma said, explaining to Chichi why she made the formula, and how Gohan had gotten into it.

"I thought it would've been safe in the bathroom until I tested it. I didn't plan on this happening, I'm so sorry about this!"

"It's alright Bulma," Goku reassured her, "I'm positive that you can whip up an antidote in no time!"

"Uh, actually..." Bulma said, looking down to the floor.

"You mean you cant?!" Chichi exclaimed. "Why in the world not?!"

"Well, I'm not exactly sure which chemical turned him into a baby, one of them must've reacted differently since he's half Saiya-jin. Only, I don't know if it was one chemical or a mixture of the different chemicals I used."

"Well, can't you tell which chemical was what caused this?" Chichi asked.

"I had the formula written on the receipt that we got from the salon yesterday," Bulma remembered. "I remember setting it down on the table in the hall, I think it might still be there!" She quickly got up and ran over to where she had placed the receipt the day before, but it was gone. Bulma saw her mother dusting pictures a few feet away and ran over to her.

"Did you see a piece of paper on the table earlier? It had something important written on the back." Bulma asked her.

"You know, I think I did see a paper there this morning." Mrs. Briefs answered, "but I think the garbage bot got a hold of it when it was cleaning the house today."

Bulma's face dropped when her mother finished that last part. Her father, Dr. Briefs, had specially designed his robots to clean their house. Each robot had a microchip built in to locate small scraps of paper which were promptly incinerated.

Sadly, she walked back to where Goku and Chichi were sitting at in the dining room.

"So, did you find the paper?" Goku asked as she sat down.

"No, its gone." Bulma said, looking Goku straight in the eyes, "I'm sorry, this is all my fault!"

"Don't worry about it Bulma," Goku said smiling at her. "Remember we can always ask the Dragon to bring Gohan back to his old self."

"I guess so," Bulma said thinking for awhile, "and I might be able to come up with something that might cure him until then too. But what are we going to do about him going to school?"

"He doesn't have to go back to school for a few months yet," Chichi told her "you can probably whip something up by then."

"The school board shortened the summer breaks though," Bulma said pulling out a news article. "I read it in the news this morning, students are going to return to school next week."

"I guess I could call the school and say that he decided to be home-schooled this year." Chichi said.

"Yeah, that would have to work, at least until I come up with an antidote or till we can summon the dragon." Bulma agreed. "Are you stocked up for the moment with baby stuff?"

"Are you kidding?" Goku asked "She's bought a stack of diapers taller than me!"

"Well, I'm just being prepared. Goten went through nearly that much when he was a baby. And it's a good thing that I kept the crib that Bulma made for me."

"I can also mix up some of that baby formula that I gave you, I kept that recipe." Bulma added.

"What formula?" Goku asked.

"I made it for Trunks when he was little, it mixes in with a bottle of milk and fills him up longer than a regular bottle would. Plus it saved me on a few gallons of milk every two days. In fact, I sometimes mix some of it in Vegeta's food when we have company over."

"Thanks Bulma," said Chichi "that'll really help out especially since Gohan and Goten got their appetites from their father." She smiled at Goku as he blushed and scratched the back of his head.

Suddenly a blur of bubbles ran into the dining room, followed by Vegeta screaming to Goten and Trunks to catch the escapee.

Bubbles trailed the room as the now soap-covered chibi dodged the two that were sent into the room to retrieve him. Trunks ran to the doorway to block him from going out the way he came, while Goten was stuck with the task of chasing after his soapy brother.

Gohan ran under the table laughing the whole time, and dodged between the legs of his mother and Bulma. However as soon as he got towards where his father's chair was, he was lifted up by a big pair of hands.

"Gohan! You know you shouldn't run out of the bathtub like that! It could be dangerous!" Mirai scolded as he pulled Gohan out from under the table. "Sorry about that everyone, he kinda got the drop on us, especially Dad." He said glancing over to Vegeta.

"Yeah I'll say!" Goku laughed looking at Vegeta, who's face was dripping with soap.

"This isn't funny Kakarot!" he growled.

"What happened Vegeta?" Bulma asked.

"That little brat kept splashing water outside the tub then jumped out, there was so much soap on the floor that as soon as I rose to grab the little monster, I fell in face first!"

"Well Gohan wouldn't have escaped if Goten had closed the door right." Trunks stated.

"I did so close it right!" Goten argued, "Gohan pushed right through it."

"Well, come on lets go rinse him off." Mirai said as he carried Gohan back to the bathroom.

"I'm staying here." Vegeta grumbled, wiping off the soap suds with a spare towel. "I've had enough of that brat for one day."

"Well alright, come on Chichi, I'll go make you that formula." Bulma said and they left.

"So how long is your brat going to stay a brat?" Vegeta asked.

"Well until we can get the Dragon Balls, probably about eight months tops."

"I hope that brat enjoys these next eight months, because once he's back to his right age he won't be coming out of the Gravity Room till he's about 50!"

Soon afterwards, Mirai brought Gohan back in fully dressed with Trunks and Goten trailing behind.

"I think he's starting to wear down," Mirai said, smiling. "He hardly put up a fight while we got him dressed."

"That's good to hear," Goku smiled taking Gohan and setting him on his lap.

Gohan blinked sleepily and let out a yawn, as Goku gently bounced him on his knee.

"Sure, that brat falls a sleep when you bounce him," Vegeta muttered, crossing his arms, "I tried that and got a lap full of mess."

Goku laughed, and got up to see if Chichi was ready to go home. After loading the car with some extra baby essentials that Bulma decided to give them, they headed back home to get some well needed sleep...or so they thought.

Chibi-Gohan: I'm gonna try and get the next couple of chapters up as soon as I can, but I'm not promising anything! *glances over to where Goku is chasing Piccolo* Oh no! Not again!

Piccolo: GAA! Goku! I said I'm not fruit flavored!

Goku: But you might be peppermint flavored!

Piccolo: No! Leave me alone!

Goku: Wintergreen?

Piccolo: No!

Goku: Oh I know! Spearmint!

Piccolo: NOO!

Chibi-Gohan: Well anyway, I'll be back soon! *runs after Goku* Dad! Leave Piccolo alone!