Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Drabbles - Misc ❯ Training For A Wedding ( Chapter 8 )
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By: Lady Kaoru 
ChiChi is determined to fight for a husband.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.25.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 181 | Visits: 285 | Status: Work In Progress
ChiChi is determined to fight for a husband.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.25.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 181 | Visits: 285 | Status: Work In Progress
Training for a Wedding
The Ox-King rubbed his sleepy eyes as he shuffled his slippered feet down the steps and out the front door. The full moon lit the trees and short-cropped grass of the yard as well as the small figure moving around it.
“ChiChi? What are you doing out here?” he asked with a yawn.
“Training,” she answered. With a yell, she ran up to a tree and delivered a solid kick. The large trunk swayed, its branches waving wildly high above her.
“But I can’t sleep with all this noise.”
“I’m going to fight at the World Martial Arts Tournament. It’ll help me decide which to marry.”
“You’re already promised to Goku,” Ox-King argued, “and I’ve never even met this Yamcha guy. How do you know they’ll be in the tournament?”
“They’ll be there,” she said with complete certainty. Another kick and the tree trunk cracked. “And I’m getting my husband!”
The Ox-King rubbed his sleepy eyes as he shuffled his slippered feet down the steps and out the front door. The full moon lit the trees and short-cropped grass of the yard as well as the small figure moving around it.
“ChiChi? What are you doing out here?” he asked with a yawn.
“Training,” she answered. With a yell, she ran up to a tree and delivered a solid kick. The large trunk swayed, its branches waving wildly high above her.
“But I can’t sleep with all this noise.”
“I’m going to fight at the World Martial Arts Tournament. It’ll help me decide which to marry.”
“You’re already promised to Goku,” Ox-King argued, “and I’ve never even met this Yamcha guy. How do you know they’ll be in the tournament?”
“They’ll be there,” she said with complete certainty. Another kick and the tree trunk cracked. “And I’m getting my husband!”