Is this an update? *Shock!* Woohoo! I missed this story, and all the wonderful, loving reviewers! Been soooo long since I looked at it. I was going to update at the end of June, but all sorts of crap came up... (*coughJOBOFFERcough*). Pluuuuuuuus, I've been gaming like crazy (specifically Xenosaga). Aaaaaannnnnd, I found a great website. Homestarrunner dot com. The Cheat is my idol.
Anyway.... "OHMIGOD!" "IT'S THE DISCLAIMER!" "I WANNA GET HIS AUTOGRAPH!" "Is it a him?" "WHO CARES?! IT'S THE DISCLAIMER!"
Clears throat. "I own nothing."
"WHOO! DISCLAIMER!"
Quick re-cap: Goku comes back with Pikkon, planning on stopping West Kai and saving Earth. Mr. Satan is about to attend some party-thingy, and the Ginyu Gang are going in West Kai's place. The Saiyakids tricked the police officers into taking them to get ice cream.
Hoshi no Chibi
Mmmm, Mmmm, Good!
And so, Goku, Krillin, Pikkon, Gohan, Bra, and Videl are all standing in the field besides the school. Bra is clinging relentlessly to the hopeless-looking Gohan, both of whom Videl is glaring fiercely at. Krillin's poking Gohan's side, muttering something along the lines of "player" and "two-on-one action; nice...", Goku has flopped once again on the ground, seeing as no ones moving, and Pikkon is shaking his head at the sad lot, murmuring about how the people back on his home planet never acted like such-and-such.
Overall, nothing was getting done. And Goku's whines were getting pretty unbearable.
"Feed meeeeeeeee~! I'm starving!"
Pikkon, covering his oddly-shaped ears, yelled, "Will someone feed Son already! I can't take it anymore! If we don't get some food for him now, I will hold the lot of you responsible and blast you all!"
They all looked at him briefly, then went back to what they were doing. Goku flopping around like a fish out of water, Videl still glaring at Bra, Bra still glomping Gohan, Krillin still poking Gohan, and Gohan just moaning about how terrible Dende was making his life, even though the green man was in re-hab.
Just then, as if all hope was lost for poor Pikkon, the big man in armor, Mr. Bardock himself, walked around the building, wondering what the commotion was. He sweatdropped slightly, as thirty minutes later, the group had still not stopped the madness.
Bardock shook his head, and walked over, figuring he could help them, then grab a bite - or six-hundred - to eat afterwards.
"Is something the matter with you all?"
The deep voice brought the lot out of their stupors, and Pikkon all but kissed the Saiyan, completely grateful to him. Even Goku had stopped flopping about. Pikkon, glaring at everybody, said, "The Earth is in danger of a Kai, and we were sent here to stop it. We have a week to do so."
"A... week?" asked Gohan, who appeared quite saddened. He had figured that his father was back for good. "But, surely, you could stay just a little while longer, right?"
Goku sat up, and rubbed the back of his head sheepishly, the famous Son Grin plastered onto his face. "I wish I could, but the revival is only temporary. We gotta make sure the West Kai doesn't blow up the planet or something. With Dende in re-hab, he figured he'd be able to wreck havoc on my family."
Gohan grinned brightly and shouted, "So that's why everything terrible is happening to me!"
Krillin rolled his eyes. "That, and puberty."
The Saiyan quickly blushed, and realized that Bra wasn't clinging to him anymore. Instead, she was looking, open-mouthed, at the similarities of Goku and Bardock. The only real difference between the two seemed to be the scars and clothing.
Videl, having calmed down now that Hoshi-Bra was nowhere near her man, said, "I suppose we can talk about all this at... Satan Shoppe of Sweets n' Stuff? Unless you wouldn't like to eat anything..."
All Saiyans perked up, and Goku linked arms with her. "Of course we would like to eat something! Lead the way!"
And with that, Goku hovered a little over the ground, still holding onto Videl, whom promptly screamed.
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Pan giggled lightly, lapping up her fifth ice cream cone greedily. Young Goten was no better, and the chocolate that covered his face around his mouth proved it. He, actually, was on his seventh. They were the small, sugar cones after all. And the nice police chief did offer to pay for as much as they wanted.
The said subject was huddling quietly in a corner, crying. The two children had only been in the shop for ten minutes, and by the way things looked, he would probably go broke.
The two owners of the shop, an old married couple from Laos, we dancing in the back, making their own little conga line. "Money, money, mo-ney!"
"Y'know, I wonder where the Trunkses are..." Goten murmured, scratching his chin thoughtfully. Of course, this didn't last long. His thoughts quickly traveled back to the delicious cold dairy delicacy in his hands.
Pan, however, didn't let it drop. She was actually beginning to miss her Sensei. Maybe, if they could somehow convince him to become a "Saiyadude" or something...
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Meanwhile...
"ACHOO!" Mirai Trunks sneezed.
The Future and Present Trunks were sitting in the kitchen, eating something that vaguely resembled curry.
"Bless you."
Chibi looked up strangely at his older counterpart. He couldn't remember ever sneezing. In fact, the more time he spent with Mirai, he felt more and more as though Mirai was a bit of a... wimp. Or a pansy.
Actually, little Trunks couldn't really even tell why the others talked so fondly of him, when here he was, all manly and strong and the best prankster to walk the planet.
"Hey Trunks, Trunks."
Both turned in sync to find Tsuki, a.k.a. Future Goten, walking into the kitchen, intending on grabbing some food for himself.
And so the three sat there. Silent. Munching on who-knows-what. Completely bored.
"Wanna wreck havoc on Satan City?" Tsuki whispered into little Trunks' ear, causing the boy to instantly grin malevolently.
Mirai Trunks just ate on obliviously.
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"Yeah, I heard this place has THE best ice cream in all of greater Satan City."
The "crew" - Gohan, Hoshi Bra, Bardock, Pikkon, Goku, Videl, and Krillin - made their way into the Satan Shoppe of Sweets 'n' Stuff, to find an old married couple dancing joyously around the shop, and a police officer whimpering pathetically in the corner.
Videl, recognizing the man to be Officer Bob Captain, walked over to him, and asked, "Mr. Captain, are you okay? What happened?"
"No mo... ney... Saiya... kids..."
Gohan blinked, and then began sweating heavily. The way it sounded, was that his brother and (*blushes*) daughter scammed the man.
"Sir, I'll get your money back and save the day. For I... AM...!" Gohan stated proudly in his fake voice, but was cut off by Videl's knee in his gut.
"You don't have your costume on!" she whispered harshly. Krillin burst out laughing.
"Plus, I think they're right over there," Bra said sarcastically, pointing to where Goten and Pan were still eating. Gohan sweatdropped.
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"Mr. Satan, are you ready for the dinner meeting?" asked an official - and slightly short and strange - looking man, walking into his temporary room.
Hercule straightened out his tie, tugged the suit jacked a little tighter around himself, and then posed at his mirror. "Oh yeah."
"Mr. Satan."
Slightly different, more ridiculous looking pose. "Uh-huh, hot stuff here."
Running a hand through his , while trying to remain patient, he spoke again, more clearly and loudly, pointedly pronouncing each syllable. "MIS-TER SA-TAN. ARE YOU REA-DY?"
Turning to face him, he gave a victory sign and said, "Yeah. I am SO ready to face my fans."
The man shook his head, and beckoned for Hercule to follow, and he did so. He then began debriefing him on the situation. "You do realize that you're probably going to be facing people whom are not fond of you? Who would probably joy at seeing you make a fool of yourself?"
"Uh...."
"I shall escort you to the car, and then you'll ride with the Ginyu... Gang to Eposes Enterprises, where the dinner will be held. They shall escort you there, and the dinner should go smoothly. However, I have a funny feeling that something may go a little wrong. But, you are the world's savior, so that shouldn't be a problem, right?" the woman grinned as she saw Mr. Satan become more and more nervous.
It's all falling so nicely into place.
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Phew. This took about a month of sporadic writing-periods to finish. Saaaad. I almost forgot what was going on (^__^;;;). Also, I lost the story I had, the one with all the corrections I made, meaning I'll prolly not correct any old mistakes. Plus, I'm working on four originals that aren't posted yet. Whoops.
Lots and lots of thanks go out to those who e-mailed me to get off my ass and start writing again. Thanks! Also, if anyone wants to put this story on their site, feel free to do so, just cite it back to me. Not too many chap's left! (and yet ANOTHER character. But he's IMPORTANT!)
Please review! I promise the next chapter won't take a few months to pop out!