Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Way Things Should Be ❯ Why Videl Should Avoid Women with Fry Pans ( Chapter 3 )
[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
Note: Yes. I am insane. And...No, I don't like to torture Gohan...what ever gave you that idea?....And I don't purposefully make Gohan lose articles of clothing...Silly you! *whistles innocently*
Sorry this took so long to get out. I was very busy. Lalala.
Thank you to everyone who reviewed! I really, really appreciated it! I'm really sorry to people I'm supposed to email...My email isn't working it's best right now...I'm using someone else's computer... And Gerry, I agree with the whole bad-gt-outfit-caused-by-childhood-trauma thing about Trunks. Just mentioning it.
Enjoy the next installment!
Chapter Three:
Why Videl Should Avoid Women With Frying Pans...
Videl arrived bright and early the next morning...AKA noon. It was Gohan Seduction day, and she felt that there was, indeed, a plan to carry out. She cheerfully knocked on the door to the Son house, and a hectic looking Gohan answered the door.
Videl struggled to contain her laughter. Gohan was wearing pink polka dotted spandex panties, and a white T-shirt.
Gohan looked amused...far to amused about his current predicament.
Videl looked past Gohan to see Goten perkily running around chanting in a sing-song voice. "I stole Gohan's pants! I stole Gohan's pants! Gohan wears pink undies! Gohan wears pink undies!"
As she could no longer contain her amusement, she fell to the ground, laughing maniacally. "Gohan...you're wearing pink underwear...AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
Videl watched through the corner of her tear-clouded eyes as Gohan scowled. "Yeah, yeah, laugh it up...Don't mind me...I have no feelings, and hell, I'm already mortified beyond belief! A beautiful girl laughing at my underwear doesn't hurt!"
This only caused Videl to laugh harder. "Gohan...stop! I...can't...breathe...*gasp*!!!"
"Good. Serves you right! How dare you laugh at my misfortune!"
Videl was turning blue from lack of oxygen."You...are so mean! I'm...dying!"
Gohan frowned. "Techinically, you won't die. You'll just pass out, and then you'll start to breathe again."
"Thanks Mr. Science Nerd. I'm glad to know you'll always be concerned about my health."
"Actually, I'm just waiting to get revenge. I can't do that if you die."
"True."
Gohan sighed. "So...come on in while I go git myself some pants." He scowled again. "Apparently mine were 'laughed off'."
"Well, at least I know you're not compensating for something with all your smarts!" Videl said, raising her eyebrows seductively.
"Oh my god, you did not just SAY that to me. Oh my god, oh my god." Gohan said, freaking out.
Seeing Videl about to go off into another laughing fit as his brother ran around the house with his pants, Gohan retreated up the stairs.
Videl surveyed the house, as she wiped away her tears of glee. "Chi Chi!" She called. "I'm here!"
Chi Chi came bustling out of the kitchen with a frying pan in hand. "Hello dear! Here so early?"
"Yes, indeed. I plan to carry out the plan perfectly!"
Chic Chi's eyes sparkled. "Soon, I'll have grandchildren!"
Videl wondered if fushia was a natural face color, or if she needed medical attention immediately.
Coming back from lala Land, Chi Chi looked around. "Where did that son of mine get to?"
Pulling on one of her infamous pigtails to keep from laughing, she simply pointed to the woman's younger son as explanation.
The young Goten was still laughingly chanting in a sing-song voice. "I stole Gohan's pants! I stole Gohan's pants! Gohan wears pink undies! Gohan wears pink undies!"
Chi Chi shook her head. "Oh my."
***
Bulma woke up feeling surprisingly refreshed about 12:30 pm. Surprisingly, because, to put it bluntly, she hadn't gotten much sleep. She smiled fondly at the still sleeping Vegeta. "He certainly is a good little love monkey, isn't he?"
She put a robe on and tied her hair into a ponytail. Trunks was sitting on a stool in the kitchen when she walked in, playing with his Great Saiyaman toy. He looked up anxiously.
"Is daddy still asleep?"
"Yes. Don't worry, I won't tell him about your action figure, silly."
"I wasn't worried about that. I just didn't want anymore of that lovey dovey 'lets-try-an-traumatize-our-only-son' stuff."
Bulma sighed as she put a pot of coffee on. "Kids just say the darndest things."
"So anyway, can Goten come over today?"
"Yeah, and speaking of which, I wonder how things are going with Gohan and Videl..."
She called Chi Chi on the phone and a short conversation about the unfortunate pants accident followed. Bulma found it highly amusing.
"So what did Videl think of the whole incident?"
"She found it highly amusing..."
"I'm sure..."
"Oh, well, I'd better go. Plenty of work for the kids to do! Wink, wink, nudge, nudge!"
"Indeed."
***
Gohan came back downstairs, fully clothed *snicker* and ready to work on the specific chores his mom had planned for him and Videl.
Videl was already filling a bucket with warm soapy water when he entered the kitchen. "What's on tap for today, Videl? Got any instructions so far?"
"Your mom wants us to clean out the deathtrap you call a closet that's down the hall, and then wash the shelves. THen she want's us to organize everything."
A huge sigh echoed through the room. "Ohhhhh...kaaaay."
Videl smiled perkily. "Let's get started, ne?"
"Sure!"
***
The closet had been cleaned out, and Gohan hadn't even broken a sweat. Videl was a little tired, but mostly, she was just surprised at how large the closet was without all the stuff in it. "Geez, are you guys packrats or something?"
"Not really. This is all just stuff that belonged to my father."
"Yeah, I don't really know all that much about your father."
"He's dead."
"Ohhh..." Videl looked over to see an almost hard look at Gohan's face. "I'm sorry."
"It's been seven years. I really should get over it."
"I lost my dad seven years ago, too. I hate the publicity of the cell games."
Gohan looked surprised. "Yeah?"
"Yeah."
And then, power went out.
And the closet door closed.
"Oh damn!" Gohan whispered. "That door can only be opened from the outside! It automatically locks!"
Videl, having known that, feigned shock. "Oh no!" She cried out. "What are we going to do?!"
"We'll just have to wait until my mom comes and gets us. Hopefully, it'll be soon."
Videl smirked. 'Trust me Gohan, it won't be too soon.'
"Gohan," she whispered.
"Yeah?" He replied.
"I'm scared of the dark." And Videl jumped into his arms, her body uncomfortably(for poor Gohan's sake) close.
Gohan, jumping back in frightened surprise, tripped over a bucket. Quickly righting himself, he blinked in surprise as Videl's confused blue eyes gleamed slightly in concern in the darkness.
Videl smiled coyly, thanking the gods that be that it was dark. She wrapped her arms around his waist.
Gohan's eyes bulged as he felt Videl's warm...chest press into his side. He gulped audibly, inwardly thanking the gods that be that it was dark, and that certain...reactions couldn't be seen.
"Videl?" He asked in a pained voice. "What are you doing?"
Using her most pitiful I-know-I'm-strong-but-I-need-a-big-strong-man-to-protect-me voice, Videl sniffled. "I'm getting closer to you so I don't have to feel so scared."
"Does it have to be...," He said choking a bit, "Quite that close?"
Smiling in triumph, Videl began her most useful tactic...the Guilt Trip. A tactic known by all women, used to sway the direction of the converstion in her favor.
"Does it repulse you to have me this close?"
"Oh, no...it far from repulses me."
"What do you mean? Am I making you uncomfortable?" Videl asked, feigning innocence.
"Yes, actually....veeeery uncomfortable...." He muttered to himself, unaware that Videl had heard him.
The two of them sunk to a sitting postion on the floor.
'This is gonna be one hell of a day.' Gohan thought anxiously.
***
Chi Chi stood truimphantly outside the closet door, the frying pan she had used to 'accidentally' close the door still in hand. "I, my friends, am a genius!"
End Chapter.
Note: Mwahahahahaha. Tell me, was that a little cruel to poor Gohan? Wait until next Chapter!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
Sorry this took so long to get out. I was very busy. Lalala.
Thank you to everyone who reviewed! I really, really appreciated it! I'm really sorry to people I'm supposed to email...My email isn't working it's best right now...I'm using someone else's computer... And Gerry, I agree with the whole bad-gt-outfit-caused-by-childhood-trauma thing about Trunks. Just mentioning it.
Enjoy the next installment!
Chapter Three:
Why Videl Should Avoid Women With Frying Pans...
Videl arrived bright and early the next morning...AKA noon. It was Gohan Seduction day, and she felt that there was, indeed, a plan to carry out. She cheerfully knocked on the door to the Son house, and a hectic looking Gohan answered the door.
Videl struggled to contain her laughter. Gohan was wearing pink polka dotted spandex panties, and a white T-shirt.
Gohan looked amused...far to amused about his current predicament.
Videl looked past Gohan to see Goten perkily running around chanting in a sing-song voice. "I stole Gohan's pants! I stole Gohan's pants! Gohan wears pink undies! Gohan wears pink undies!"
As she could no longer contain her amusement, she fell to the ground, laughing maniacally. "Gohan...you're wearing pink underwear...AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
Videl watched through the corner of her tear-clouded eyes as Gohan scowled. "Yeah, yeah, laugh it up...Don't mind me...I have no feelings, and hell, I'm already mortified beyond belief! A beautiful girl laughing at my underwear doesn't hurt!"
This only caused Videl to laugh harder. "Gohan...stop! I...can't...breathe...*gasp*!!!"
"Good. Serves you right! How dare you laugh at my misfortune!"
Videl was turning blue from lack of oxygen."You...are so mean! I'm...dying!"
Gohan frowned. "Techinically, you won't die. You'll just pass out, and then you'll start to breathe again."
"Thanks Mr. Science Nerd. I'm glad to know you'll always be concerned about my health."
"Actually, I'm just waiting to get revenge. I can't do that if you die."
"True."
Gohan sighed. "So...come on in while I go git myself some pants." He scowled again. "Apparently mine were 'laughed off'."
"Well, at least I know you're not compensating for something with all your smarts!" Videl said, raising her eyebrows seductively.
"Oh my god, you did not just SAY that to me. Oh my god, oh my god." Gohan said, freaking out.
Seeing Videl about to go off into another laughing fit as his brother ran around the house with his pants, Gohan retreated up the stairs.
Videl surveyed the house, as she wiped away her tears of glee. "Chi Chi!" She called. "I'm here!"
Chi Chi came bustling out of the kitchen with a frying pan in hand. "Hello dear! Here so early?"
"Yes, indeed. I plan to carry out the plan perfectly!"
Chic Chi's eyes sparkled. "Soon, I'll have grandchildren!"
Videl wondered if fushia was a natural face color, or if she needed medical attention immediately.
Coming back from lala Land, Chi Chi looked around. "Where did that son of mine get to?"
Pulling on one of her infamous pigtails to keep from laughing, she simply pointed to the woman's younger son as explanation.
The young Goten was still laughingly chanting in a sing-song voice. "I stole Gohan's pants! I stole Gohan's pants! Gohan wears pink undies! Gohan wears pink undies!"
Chi Chi shook her head. "Oh my."
***
Bulma woke up feeling surprisingly refreshed about 12:30 pm. Surprisingly, because, to put it bluntly, she hadn't gotten much sleep. She smiled fondly at the still sleeping Vegeta. "He certainly is a good little love monkey, isn't he?"
She put a robe on and tied her hair into a ponytail. Trunks was sitting on a stool in the kitchen when she walked in, playing with his Great Saiyaman toy. He looked up anxiously.
"Is daddy still asleep?"
"Yes. Don't worry, I won't tell him about your action figure, silly."
"I wasn't worried about that. I just didn't want anymore of that lovey dovey 'lets-try-an-traumatize-our-only-son' stuff."
Bulma sighed as she put a pot of coffee on. "Kids just say the darndest things."
"So anyway, can Goten come over today?"
"Yeah, and speaking of which, I wonder how things are going with Gohan and Videl..."
She called Chi Chi on the phone and a short conversation about the unfortunate pants accident followed. Bulma found it highly amusing.
"So what did Videl think of the whole incident?"
"She found it highly amusing..."
"I'm sure..."
"Oh, well, I'd better go. Plenty of work for the kids to do! Wink, wink, nudge, nudge!"
"Indeed."
***
Gohan came back downstairs, fully clothed *snicker* and ready to work on the specific chores his mom had planned for him and Videl.
Videl was already filling a bucket with warm soapy water when he entered the kitchen. "What's on tap for today, Videl? Got any instructions so far?"
"Your mom wants us to clean out the deathtrap you call a closet that's down the hall, and then wash the shelves. THen she want's us to organize everything."
A huge sigh echoed through the room. "Ohhhhh...kaaaay."
Videl smiled perkily. "Let's get started, ne?"
"Sure!"
***
The closet had been cleaned out, and Gohan hadn't even broken a sweat. Videl was a little tired, but mostly, she was just surprised at how large the closet was without all the stuff in it. "Geez, are you guys packrats or something?"
"Not really. This is all just stuff that belonged to my father."
"Yeah, I don't really know all that much about your father."
"He's dead."
"Ohhh..." Videl looked over to see an almost hard look at Gohan's face. "I'm sorry."
"It's been seven years. I really should get over it."
"I lost my dad seven years ago, too. I hate the publicity of the cell games."
Gohan looked surprised. "Yeah?"
"Yeah."
And then, power went out.
And the closet door closed.
"Oh damn!" Gohan whispered. "That door can only be opened from the outside! It automatically locks!"
Videl, having known that, feigned shock. "Oh no!" She cried out. "What are we going to do?!"
"We'll just have to wait until my mom comes and gets us. Hopefully, it'll be soon."
Videl smirked. 'Trust me Gohan, it won't be too soon.'
"Gohan," she whispered.
"Yeah?" He replied.
"I'm scared of the dark." And Videl jumped into his arms, her body uncomfortably(for poor Gohan's sake) close.
Gohan, jumping back in frightened surprise, tripped over a bucket. Quickly righting himself, he blinked in surprise as Videl's confused blue eyes gleamed slightly in concern in the darkness.
Videl smiled coyly, thanking the gods that be that it was dark. She wrapped her arms around his waist.
Gohan's eyes bulged as he felt Videl's warm...chest press into his side. He gulped audibly, inwardly thanking the gods that be that it was dark, and that certain...reactions couldn't be seen.
"Videl?" He asked in a pained voice. "What are you doing?"
Using her most pitiful I-know-I'm-strong-but-I-need-a-big-strong-man-to-protect-me voice, Videl sniffled. "I'm getting closer to you so I don't have to feel so scared."
"Does it have to be...," He said choking a bit, "Quite that close?"
Smiling in triumph, Videl began her most useful tactic...the Guilt Trip. A tactic known by all women, used to sway the direction of the converstion in her favor.
"Does it repulse you to have me this close?"
"Oh, no...it far from repulses me."
"What do you mean? Am I making you uncomfortable?" Videl asked, feigning innocence.
"Yes, actually....veeeery uncomfortable...." He muttered to himself, unaware that Videl had heard him.
The two of them sunk to a sitting postion on the floor.
'This is gonna be one hell of a day.' Gohan thought anxiously.
***
Chi Chi stood truimphantly outside the closet door, the frying pan she had used to 'accidentally' close the door still in hand. "I, my friends, am a genius!"
End Chapter.
Note: Mwahahahahaha. Tell me, was that a little cruel to poor Gohan? Wait until next Chapter!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!