Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ High School...Dbz Style ❯ Summer Jobs ( Chapter 20 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: Saiya-jin_Cc 
A halarious chapter. The gang gets jobs for the summer...check it out. It's a laugh. XD
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Comedy / Adventure / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.13.2002 | Pages: 8 | Words: 6.1K | Visits: 302 | Status: Completed
A halarious chapter. The gang gets jobs for the summer...check it out. It's a laugh. XD
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Comedy / Adventure / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.13.2002 | Pages: 8 | Words: 6.1K | Visits: 302 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: Don't...own...nuttin'...
~*~
Vegeta swung his feet over the side of his bed and stood up. Wiping his eyes he walked into the
bathroom and took a shower. He brushed his teeth and got dressed and walked into the kitchen.
Grabbing five bowls, a spoon, a milk jug, and a box of cereal, he made himself breakfast. In the
middle of chowing down the phone rang. He looked up before getting to his feet.
He picked up the phone, "Hello?"
"Hi Vegeta, sweety!" Vegeta's mother's voice beamed.
"Oh, hey Mom. What's up?"
"Honey, it's about time you got a job. It's summer and you don't need to be sitting around all day."
"But mom-" Vegeta started to protest.
"The only but in this conversation is your's, young man, and you need to get off of it and do something
worth while! And that is the end of this conversation."
Vegeta sighed, "Yes Mother."
"Well call me tonight and tell me what your new profession is for the summer."
"Tonight?! That doesn't give me much time mom!" Vegeta said.
"It's the whole day, that's plenty of time."
"Yes mother..."
"Well I'll let you get started. Love you sweety."
"Bye mom."
He hung up and rubbed his temples, sighing. He was so not like his mother. Now where to find a job?
He decided to forget about it and deal with it later. He felt like doing something with the gang.
Vegeta picked up the phone and dialed in Bulma's number.
"Hello?" Her voice came over the line.
"Hey there, flashy." He smirked.
"Vegeta!" He could tell she was blushing, "What's up?"
"I was just wondering if the gang and us should do something to celebrate summer."
"How about the pool near my house? I'm a member there and I can get you all in free."
"Sounds great. I'll call the guys and meet you there at uh...how about 10:00?"
"Ok, I'll call the girls. See you!"
"Later."
He hung up and after a moment picked up the phone and dialed Goku's number. Goku's happy voice
sounded in Vegeta's ear. "Hey, what's up?"
"Hi Kakorot." Vegeta started, "Me and Bulma are going to the pool. Can you come?"
"Sure! I'll call Piccolo."
"Ok see you in 10 minutes at my place."
"Alrighty."
"Later."
"Bye bye."
Vegeta went back into his room after hanging up. He dug through his top drawer until he found
his black swimming trunks. He switched his pants with them and pulled on a white muscle shirt.
Ten minutes later Goku and Piccolo arrived. Piccolo was wearing black swim shorts with orange flames
and Goku was wearing bright orange trunks. Vegeta grabbed some towels and they headed for Bulma's
house. They landed a few minutes later outside of the fence that shielded the pool from their sight.
Bulma peeked her head out the gate. "Hey there! Come on in."
They went inside to see a large pool filled and surrounded with many different types of people.
Fat, skinny, tall, short, old, kids, middle-aged, teens; all kinds of people.
"Crowded." Piccolo said.
"Yes...good observation." Vegeta smirked.
They sat down at a table with Karina and Chi-Chi and waited for some people to leave. After
the crowd calmed down a bit they went for the pool.
Piccolo walked smugly up to the diving board. "Watch this, girls." He called from the base of
it to the girls in the shallow end. Vegeta and Goku decided to watch. Piccolo ran the length of
the board and pushed off, sky-rocketing into the air and doing a few flipps before diving into the
water.
The girls cheered. "Hmph." Vegeta growled and walked up to the board. Piccolo's head surfaced and
Vegeta called to him, "you think that was good? Well move and I'll show you some real talent!"
Piccolo floated out of the water and flew to the sidewalk, arms crossed. "Be my guest."
Vegeta smirked and did a a flip, landed on his hands at the end of the board, pushed off into the
air, and did two backflips before diving into the water. The girls cheered louder. Bulma most
of all. Vegeta floated out of the water, smirking at Piccolo. He flew to the side of the pool and
landed next to Piccolo. "Your turn Kakarot," He said, looking at Goku, "Beat that."
"Ok!" Goku smiled, walking up to the board. "Hmm..." He put a finger to his chin, thinking.
"Ready!" He said after a moment or two. He ran the length of the board and jumped high into
the air, straight up. He was in the middle of a fifth back flip when he slammed down on the board,
right between the legs. "Ooo!" Vegeta and Piccolo winced, closing their eyes.
Goku groaned with pain before falling over and off the board into the water. He gurgled to the top
a minute later. "Owww!" He whined, getting out of the pool.
The life guard ran over. "I saw that," he said, "Do you want a ice pack?"
"Please..." Goku groaned, walking stiffly to their table and sitting down slowly. The girls giggled.
The life guard gave him a pack of ice and he sort of sat on it. {How else am I supposed to put that!? O.o;}
The rest of the guys, except Chi-Chi, who sat next to Goku trying to comfort him, played around in the
water. Piccolo grabbed Karina and threw her into the deep end. She surfaced and splashed him.
"My eyes!" He said, covering them with his hands.
She swam over. "Are you alright? I'm sorry!" she said apologizing.
Piccolo splashed her while she was off guard. "Hey!" She started chasing him as he, chuckling,
swam off.
Bulma ducked under water as Vegeta pointed and laughed at Piccolo as he swam away from Karina, who was
hot on his tail. {Although he doesn't have one!} She swam up as quietly as possible behind Vegeta
and grabbed his ankle. He reached down into the water and grabbed her wrist. He pulled her up and she
smiled a very toothy grin at him. He grabbed her around the waist and picked her up above his head. She screamed
as he hurtled her a few yards away before she splashed under the water.
They continued swimming and played water volleyball. Unsurprisingly the girls won, but the guys managed
to keep their comments to themselves. They had a great time and Goku was able to get in the pool again before
they decided to leave.
On the way out Vegeta caught sight of a HELP WANTED sign on the gate. 'Hmm...' He ripped it off the gate
and studied it. It had pretty good pay and the hours weren't too long. 'Besides,' He thought, walking to
the life guard's office. He soon had the job. He had to be life guard every weekday noon to 5:00P.M.
He started tomorrow. After explaining what took so long for him to get outside he told them his mom was
making him get a job.
"I was thinking about getting a job this summer." Bulma said.
"So was I." Chi-Chi and Karina said at the same time. They giggled.
"My dad's making me get one too." Piccolo grumbled.
"I want a job with Piccolo!" Goku whined.
"Well," Vegeta looked at Bulma, "The main life guard said they could use one more life guard for the
same hours..."
"Ooo! I'll go get it!" Bulma ran back into the gate and to the life gaurd's office. She soon returned,
smiling and nodded. Vegeta smirked, thinking, 'This job thing won't be as bad as I thought after all.'
~*~ The next day ~*~
"Goku," Piccolo started, holding the phone to his ear, "Meet me at my house in five and we'll
get a job today."
"Oo goody!" Goku smiled.
"I'll see you in a bit."
"Alrighty!"
Goku arrived soon and they set off down the street and arrived in the city part of town. They went
to many different department stores, but none needed help. They went to other stores and different
places but they were turned down. Walking down the street, hands in pockets, the two discouraged teens
walked with their heads down.
Goku stopped suddenly, looking in the window of a fast food store. Piccolo didn't notice he had lost
his companion for a while and had to walk back over to him.
"What is it?" Piccolo asked.
"Look." Goku pointed to a sign that had broad red letters on it that read: Help Wanted.
"Oh no. No no no no!" Piccolo shook his head.
"C'mon Piccolo! It'll be fun!"
"That's what you think..." Piccolo mumbled, following a skipping Goku into the Bacon House.
~*~ The next morning... ~*~
Piccolo looked into the mirror. "I can't....believe...I'm doing this." He said slowly, eyeing his
uniform with disgust. It was orange and yellow striped and there was a name tag that said: Hi! I'm:
There was a blank spot for him to fill in his name. He scribbled in Piccolo and stuck it on. Next, he
growled as he looked at the vibrant pink hat he was required to wear.
It was the top of a Pig head and when he put it on the snout was right over his eyes. On one side of the snout
it said Bacon, and on the other side House. He sighed miserably and walked out the door, ready as he was
going to get for his new job...
~*~
"Hey, will you take my order?" A skinny man asked as Piccolo sat behind the cash register, his feet on the
counter. He picked at his teeth and didn't answer.
"Excuse me?" He said louder. No answer. "THIS SERVICE SUCKS!" He yelled and stomped out the door.
"Good he left." Piccolo mumbled, looking at his nails.
A fat man walked up to the cash register. "I'd like a..." He went on, ordering a whole mess load of food.
Piccolo yawned.
"Got all that?" The fat man asked.
Piccolo looked at him for the first time, "You were talking to me?"
The fat guy turned purple with anger. "I don't like repeating myself..."
"Well I suppose you're not going to eat then."
The fat guy twisted his hat angrily in his hands, barring his teeth. "Fine!" He repeated himself
and Piccolo scribbled down the order. He sent it to the kitchen.
He soon received the food and gave it to the man. "Whoo hoo...my first successful order..." He said dully.
Something big and pink walking out from the utility closet made him turn his head. "Goku!?" He said, astounded.
"Hey Piccolo!" Goku turned around, his face the only thing showing from under the pink pig suit. He had a sign
on his chest and big fat pink belly that read: Welcome to the Bacon House. There was a hiddious orange tie with
yellow polka dots. The snout of the pig was on his forehead and the eyes were right on the side of it. His gloves
that were connected to the suit were shaped like hooves.
"Goku...no offense but, you look like a idiot." Piccolo said, swaetdropping.
"This suit is cool!" Goku protested. "It reminds me of the Easter Bunny!"
"...Okay?" Piccolo blinked.
"Well if you'll excuse me," Goku said, lifting his hoof like boots to walk, "I have a job to do."
Piccolo was so glad he didn't get stuck with that job. The last thing he wanted was to parade around in a pink
pig costume, holding a sign that welcomed people to a fast food restaurant. He thought the day crawled by slowly
and was glad when he only had ten minutes left before his shift was over. Goku had ten minutes as well.
He had stood proudly in front of the restaurant all day, showing off the sign and beckoning people into the Bacon
House. Piccolo had been busy with orders and hadn't enjoyed it. He tapped his fingers on the counter top as he waited
for the minutes to pass. He looked up to see Goku talking to none other than Bulma and Vegeta. They were in swim suits
and Bulma had a towel around her waist.
Vegeta was smirking at Goku's idiotic outfit. He took Bulma's arm and Goku followed them as they walked in to the restaurant.
"Nice suit." Vegeta smirked at Piccolo. He just scowled in reply.
"You and Kakarot have some sense of style..." He paused to snicker. "Anyways, We'd like two cokes."
Piccolo got the drinks and took their money. "Well," Vegeta turned with a single wave, "Later."
He and Bulma walked hand-in-hand out of the restaurant. About now he was wishing he had gotten the life guard job...
~*~
Karina poured over the wanted adds in the newspaper, har chin in her hands. She was laying on her stomach on the bed.
'Hmm...' she thought, running her index finger down a column. 'Oh yeah, I want to baby sit...' She thought sarcastically.
She remembered the time she had tried it out. It had only been a few years ago when she had volunteered to help out at a
day care center. The main sitter had taken a coffee break, leaving her to watch the kids for twenty minutes. It had gone
smoothly enough, until little Timmy had knocked over an ink bottle, spilling the black fluid all over the white carpet.
Karina had been wiping it up with paper towels and 409. {I don't own 409! don't sue me!^_^'} Then the little mischievous
three year old, Joey, had decided to play a little prank. He had gotten his milk and slashed it on Karina while she was distracted.
It had only added to the mess and Karina couldn't catch Joey, he was too speedy. She had finally caught him by the shirt
and dropped him in the time out pin. He had cried loudly and Karina had started to get a splitting head ache. As she triedto clean up the mess a 4 year old, Jane Anne, had asked for cookies. Her little friends had joined, whining for cookies.
This had only made her headache worse and she felt as though she would scream in frustration at any moment. Then, thankfully,
the sitter had come and understood what she had gone through. She didn't really blame Karina for quiting because the children there
could be very annoying.
'Those brats were the devil...' Karina thought darkly, reminiscing the moment. She shook her head, trying to forget it and get back
the present. She continued looking at the adds, turning down one after the other. 'I'm never going to find something I like.'
She thought as she neared the end of the adds. Suddenly she smiled. "Summer Modeling Job for teens 16-18." She read aloud.
She scribbled down the number and picked up the phone.
She called Chi-Chi and the black haired female answered after a few rings. "Hello?"
"Hey Chi, it's me, Karina."
"Hey there, did you find anything?"
"I sure did!" Karina smiled, "How about a modeling job?"
"Wow! That sounds fun! Well give them a call and tell them they have two models ready!"
"Can do! Too bad Bulma already got a job, she would love this one!" Karina said.
"Yeah," Chi-Chi agreed, "But still, she's with Vegeta, so she'll be fine."
"Yeah. Well I'll call you back soon!"
"Alright, bye."
Karina hung up and after a moment picked up the phone again. She looked at the paper she had scribbled down the number on
and dialed it in.
"Hello?" A woman's voice answered the phone.
"Hello, I'm calling about the modeling job. My friend and I are interested."
"Alright I'll see you two at 2 o' clock tomorrow for an audition at Shiniro Auditorium."
"Audition?" Karina blinked.
"Yes honey, audition. We can't just say yes to everyone, we need to pick only the best-looking girls."
"Oh...I see. Well until then."
"Bye."
Karina hung up and picked up the phone again. She dialed Chi's number and soon was telling her the news.
Chi-Chi said to meet her at her house an half hour before 2:00P.M. Karina agreed and hung up with a "Bye Bye."
~*~ The next Day: Noon ~*~
Vegeta floated up to the life guard chair on the right side of the pool and sat down. He was wearing a muscle shirt
and his blue swimming trunks. He slipped on his whistle over his head and put on his sunglasses. His eyes darted around,
checking out the crowd. Some pre teen boys were wrestling roughly in the water. He let it pass. 'It's not like they
are strong enough to actually hurt each other.' He thought in a dismissive manner.
He heard a whistle blow and turned his head to the cause of the noise. 'Bulma?' He thought, 'Why is she blowing her whistle?'
He quickly looked around for anyone disobeying the rules but didn't find any. He looked at Bulma questioningly.
She was standing at the other side of the pool, pointing to the boys that were water wrestling.
"You boys! Stop that! Your violating the rules!" She swung her hand to the left and pointed to the RULES sign on the
fence. Vegeta scanned the sign to find a rule that read: No wrestling in or out of the water.
"Oops."
Bulma got the boys to stop and walked to the base of Vegeta's chair, which was about eight feet above
the cement. She looked up. "Vegeta!" She called, "You got here before me and you should have stopped those boys."
"Well I didn't think they would harm each other, they are just weak little children."
"Well if they are all weak they can still hurt each other. Your lucky boss didn't see you, he might have fired you."
"Uh...well the point is he didn't so, uh, it doesn't matter." Vegeta said, looking down at her for the first time.
She was wearing a green spaghetti strapped shirt and sunglasses. The shirt was tied at the side, showing her
stomach and bikini bottom.
"I wish you wouldn't wear things like that." Vegeta said, forcing back a smirk.
"And why not? You don't like it?"
"It's not that, it's just I don't want anyone to get hurt."
"Hurt?"
"Yeah. If any guy tries to hit on you they are going to get hurt, that's for sure."
"Oh..." Bulma smiled up at him, understanding what he meant. "Well I hope for their health they don't."
"I do too..." Vegeta smirked, leaning back in his chair and looking down at the pool.
~*~
Piccolo sat behind the cash register, his chin on his hand and his elbow propping up his arm. He yawned.
Today was a slow day and not many people seemed to want to eat at Bacon House. He pulled off his hat
and scratched his antenna. He blinked twice, slowly. "I'm going to fall asleep soon if you don't
get anyone in here, Goku!" He called to Goku, who was right out the door in his pig suit.
"Piccolo!" He whined, "Im hot in this suit!"
"You wish..."
"What?"
"Nothing. Just try and get some costumers in here!"
Goku frowned, longing to take the head of the costume off. A small child holding his mothers
hand approached, and Goku held up his sign with his hoofed hands.
"Come eat at Bacon House!" He started, smiling at the small kid. "Today's special for children is-"
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!" The child cried, clinging onto the pant leg of his mother.
"Your scaring him!" She screamed angrily at Goku. "Why are you dressed like that!?"
"It's my job, ma'me."
The kid started wailing louder. She picked him up. "Sorry sir, but I can't eat here because My little boy is
frightened of you."
"I knew they should have ditched the costume." Goku muttered, "It scares the little customers."
Goku had been all for the pig suit yesterday, but today was another story. It was way too hot in that
over grown pig costume and he was sick of little kids seeing him and running away screaming. He also was
fed up with people pointing and laughing. This one fat guy had pointed and laughed, "Look at that guy!
He's so fat! Ahahaha!" Goku had growled but had kept the comment he had wanted to say to himself: Shut it,
fat stuff. Your fatter than the fat. And this is a costume you moron!
He shook his head. This suit was making him mean. He hoped tomorrow would go better for him. He hoped
he would get promoted to a cash register worker, like Piccolo. At least Piccolo got to stay inside where it was cool
and out of the sun. His face was starting to get sunburned from standing out in the suit for hours in the sun.
He didn't want to be like Vegeta, always moody and scowling. He liked his nice and innocent nature.
he smiled. Chi-Chi liked that in a man. She had told him so when they had gone out after a while on a date.
He sat on a box near the door of the restaurant, smiling at the memory.
Chi-Che had been sitting across the table from him at a burger place near the school. A muscular guy had walked
up to their table. He checked Chi-Chi out and had smiled slyly.
"Hey there, babe, how about ditching spiky here and coming with me?"
Chi-Chi had looked down and not answered. Goku blinked. "Uh, she's my girlfriend."
"Yeah so I see," He had leaned on the table smirking toothily at Chi-Chi. "So anyways, what's the answer to my little question?"
"Go away." She had said simply, standing up. She had walked around him next to Goku and sat next to him, leaning against him.
Goku had furrowed his eyebrow, looking at the guy. "Your not nice," He put his arm around Chi-Chi's shoulder, "Go away like
Chi-Chi said."
"What if I don't want to spiky? You wanna try and make me?" Before Goku could protest He had pulled Chi-Chi
out of the way and pulled Goku up by the collar of his shirt. Goku blinked as he dragged him outside and threw
him onto his bum on the sidewalk. Goku had blinked again. He got up and walked up to the guy, who had his dukes up.
"Get 'em Ralph!" One of the muscular guys' minions had yelled. "Show him who is the best!"
"You know it." He smirked and punched at Goku but Goku had ducked. The guy kicked, Goku grabbed his foot.
Ralph lost his balance and fell on his butt. He had tried to kick at the back of Goku's knees to Bring Goku
to the ground, but Goku had jumped and dodged his attempt.
It ended up that Goku never threw a punch and had dodged all of Ralph's attempts to land a punch of kick on him.
Ralph had given up, tired after missing and missing and missing, time after time again. Goku and Chi-Chi had sat
at the table again and Chi-Chi had smiled and reached across the table, taking his hands.
"Your so sweet, Goku." Her eyes had sparkled, "Your not like other guys I've dated. You don't get mad easily and you keep your
cool."
Goku had smiled sincerely, staring back into her eyes.
"You have this nice, innocent nature to you that I like. It's really sweet and attractive." She had blushed, letting go of his hands
and looking down. They had only been going out for a week. Goku had smiled and took her hand and said simply, "I like you too, Chi."
Goku shook his head, waking up from the day-dream-memory thing he had just experienced.
"Hey!" Piccolo called from inside, "Boss says you can come in since there's only five minutes left on our shift!"
"Coming." Goku smiled, happy to be able to go inside and get out of the suit. He'd have to talkto his boss about how the costume discouraged
costumers. 'Mostly small frightened children...' he thought, sweatdropping as he stood up.
~*~ at 2:00P.M.~*~
Karina and chi-Chi walked with small bags containing some make up and a hair brushes. Karina pushed the door to the Shiniro
Auditorium open and entered, Chi-Chi following. Their eyes grew slightly wider as they looked around the large room. There were
rows and rows of deep red seats, a stage in front of them. Connected to the stage was a long platform that extended into the
center walkway between the seats. There were a lot of young women sitting in the front and second row. No one was talking and Chi-Chi
and Karina sat in the third row quietly, looking around at all the different girls.
Some of the teens there were pretty fat, some were skinny, some were just right. There were ugly girls, pretty girls, tall girls, short
girls, all sorts of girls. then Karina's gaze fell on a woman who was out of place amung all the young teens. She was old and stout,
but not ugly, just wrinkly. She was holding a clip board and writing something with a pencil on a paper clipped to the board.
'That must be the woman I talked to on the phone.' Karina thought. After a few more minutes the woman stood and walked up the stairs
that were against the wall and went to the stage. Everyone grew even more silent as she walked down the extension to the stage and stood
at the rounded off end.
"I am Miss Du La Tresse." She introduced herself and continued, "There are only enough spots open for twenty models." She glanced around
the room. "There's at least 50 of you girls auditioning here."
She walked back to the main part of the stage, which was curtained off, and swung her hand to the split in the curtains. "We will
go inside here where we have swim suits, dresses, and other clothes to test your looks and experience in modeling. Now please,"
She opened the curtains, "Come up the stairs in an orderly fashion and follow me." She disappeared behind the curtains.
From the end of the front row nearest to the stairs girls stood up and, in a line, walked up the stairs, onto the stage, and into the
curtain opening. Karina and Chi-Chi finally entered the curtains and looked around. It was all gray except the brightly colored clothing
on many racks. There were changing stalls and some mirrors next to them. All the girls were crowded in the quite small space and Miss
Du La Tresse was in front of the crowd. Karina and Chi-Chi stood on their tip-toes to see her.
"Quit ladies!" Miss Du La Tresse shouted over the talking teens. Things grew silent. "If your going to be a model here you need to
have good manners and obey commands you get." She glared at two girls near the front who were still chatting. They shut up.
"Now come draw a number from this hat and as soon as you all get one we will call you from number 1-10." Soon everyone had a number.
"Those who do not have a number that is between 1-10 go back into the seating area and sit quietly. We will call you later and you may watch
the others."
Karina looked up from the small piece of paper that had her number on it to Chi-Chi. "Whats your number?" She asked her.
"23. What's yours?" Chi-Chi responded.
"34."
"Ok. Lets go sit down and see the competition."
"Alright."
They walked out of the curtain area and onto the stage. They were too lazy to walk to the side to use the stairs and just jumped down
off of the long platform and took some chairs. After about 10 minutes Miss Du La Tresse emerged from the curtains and walked down stairs
and took a seat near the back so she could view them easily. She had her clipboard in hand.
"Number one!" she yelled, "Ready for you!"
A plump teen walked out in a casual summer outfit. She walked stiffly to the end of the platform,
turned, and was about to walk back when Miss Du La Tresse asked: "Name?"
"Patricia." She said, without turning around. "Go on back." Miss Du La Tresse said. She did as she was told.
Number two was small and skinny and walked out in a floor-length dress with summer colors. She stopped at the end of the platform and
turned a few times, her arms stiff against her sides. "Name?" Miss Du La Tresse asked.
"Chelsea." The teen responded.
Well they continued like that, giving their names and crap like that. Most of the girls were too stiff and sucked at modeling. Some
were ok. There weren't really any good ones in that batch of girls. Then Miss Du La Tresse called the girls 11-21. Some of
the girls were ok. Most sucked though, just like the last batch. "22-32." The old woman called.
Chi-Chi stood up and Karina wished her luck. Chi-Chi walked into the curtains and a young woman, but not as young as the models,
asked her for her number and, when she replied, the woman scribbled down her number and measured her, scribbling down the measurements.
She soon found a casual summer out fit that was her size and directed her to the changing stalls.
Soon Chi-Chi came out in the short kaki shorts and a white over button up shirt on top of a red sleeveless shirt. She went to
the mirror, brushed out her hair, applied some red lipstick to her lips, and got in line to go out and model. Soon it was her
turn. She walked out smoothly, her arms extend a bit and 'floated' to the end of the platform and turned once, smiling softly.
"I'm Chi-Chi." She said, before Miss Du La Tresse could ask.
She turned and walked back to the curtains. She knew for a fact she had been more graceful than the other teens so far. She
smiled and changed back to her regular attire. Then she walked out and sat down next to Karina, just in time to wish Karina luck
because her number group was called.
Chi-Chi watched Karina a few minutes later as she glided to the end of the platform. She was wearing a black shirt with a v-cut neck,
and a short dark blue skirt. She gave her name, turned twice, and returned to the curtain area. When she returned Chi-Chi greeted her
with a smile.
"You did wonderful." Chi-Chi congratulated.
"So did you, and thanks." Karina smiled, sitting down. They watched the rest of the girls, and there were quite a few good models in them.
Soon Miss Du La Tresse stood up and announced that the audition was over. She asked them to put their phone number, name, and model number
on a piece of paper at the door before leaving. Chi-Chi and Karina did so, confident they were going to be two of the twenty.
~*~ That night ~*~
Bulma sighed as she threw her swim suit into the bath tub. She had just changed into her regular clothes. She was glad work was over.
It had been quite hectic day with Vegeta at the pool. This group of kids had kept acting up and doing stupid pranks. She had a hard time keeping Vegeta from losing his temper and hurting them badly.
First they had slipped chlorine into Vegeta's lemonade while he was in the bathroom. When he had drank it he had sprayed it out of his
mouth and all over the sidewalk. Wiping his mouth, he looked to see the three prankster boys holding thier sides as they laughed.
He had growled and started to go after them as they ran but Bulma had stopped him. "It was just a prank. I'll warn them."
She had gone over to the boys, who were now at the other side of the pool and gave them a stern warning. "Sure, sure lady." One had answered,
filling a balloon with water. He was blonde with some freckles spread across his nose and cheeks. Another of the boys had red hair and the last
had black hair. She crossed her arms, she didn't like the looks of them filling up those water baloons. Yet, they hadn't done anything
yet so she couldn't do anything about it. She climbed up the latter back to her chair and sat down.
Soon she had watched Vegeta being bombarded with exploding water balloons as he had walked the side of the pool. Soon he was soaked and pissed.
He tried to run at the kids but slipped on the wet cement and fell into the pool. Bulma had sweat dropped, climbing down from the chair and watched
as a very wet Vegeta hoisted himself out of the pool and shook off, sort of like a dog. His already wild black hair had been even wilder and sticking
up even odder than usual.
She had stepped in front of the kids, who had been cornered by Vegeta who was now about to seriously kick some kid butt. She had shook her head.
He had growled, crossing his arms. "Can't I do something!?" Bulma smiled and stepped aside, "You can throw them in the pool..." Vegeta had smirked
grabbing the red-head by the back of his swimming trunks, succeeding in giving him a wedgie. He tossed him into the pool and did the same with the other
two.
He had laughed as the kid's heads surfaced, pouting. "Now," Bulma said to the boys, "You can leave."
They had growled and stayed in the pool, swimming over to the shallow end and standing up. "We don't have to!" The black haired kid stuck his tongue out
at her. Vegeta had jumped in the pool and swam to them. The boys had trembled as he smirked evilly down at them, his hands reaching for them. He had
carried them under his arms out of the pool, dropped them on their bums, and pointed to the gate. "Now go." The kids had ran in opposite directions
avoiding the gate. They had hid in the bushes.
Bulma had smiled, crossing her arms as she watched Vegeta pull them out, yanking them by their arms. He charged some electricity on his finger and touched
each boy in turn, shocking them. "Now get out!" Vegeta growled, holding up his electric finger threateningly. They had yelped and rushed out of the gate.
Bulma smirked in the present, deciding to see if Karina and Chi-Chi could come out with her to get a shake or something. Then she could share her eventful
day with her two best buds. She picked up the phone and called Chi-Chi.
"Sure." Chi-Chi had agreed to Bulma's idea. "I'll call Karina and tell her to meet us at The Malt Shop in five minutes?"
"Ok, see you there." Bulma smiled.
"Alright, see you soon." Chi-Chi hung up.
~*~ Now at Chi-Chi's ~*~
Chi-Chi dialed Karina's number and waited for her to pick up.
"Karina here." Karina said, picking up the phone.
"Hey Karina, this is Chi-Chi." Chi-Chi started, "Bulma and I are heading over to The Malt Shop and wanted you to come. Can you?"
"Yep, sounds fun. Yay! Now we can tell Bulma about our day. Oh, and Miss Du La Tresse called and said I got a spot, did you?"
"Sure did. Well see you in a few minutes. Bye."
"Bye bye."
~*~ A bit later at The Malt Shop ~*~
Chi-Chi, Karina, and Bulma sat down at a booth near the window. Now the stars were appearing in the dark blue sky.
"Ok I have to tell you about my day." Bulma said excitedly, after they had all ordered some shakes.
"No us first!" Chi-Chi said.
"Flip a coin?" Karina smiled, making a suggestion.
Bulma pulled out a coin and flipped it off her thumb. "Call it Chi."
"Heads."
Bulma caught it, flips it onto her wrist, and looked at it. "Aww...its heads."
Karina and chi-Chi filled her in about Miss Du La Tresse, all the girls there, and how they had gotten called and gotten the jobs.
"Congratulations." Bulma smiled.
"Sucks you couldn't go." Chi-Chi smiled weakly, "You would have been great and gotten a job."
"Well that's alright, my job is pretty fun. Now it's my turn to tell you guys about what happened at the pool today.
Bulma told them about the little punks who had continued to disobey her and Vegeta, and the pranks they had pulled on him.
There was a whole bunch of laughter as Bulma told the story. Then, finishing their shakes they decided to go home.
Saying their good-byes, they went their separate ways and went home, each looking up at the sparkling stars in the deep
blue sky...
~*~
Go review now...*Does her dance of "You-must-review-or-else-ness!"*
....o.O;
~*~
Vegeta swung his feet over the side of his bed and stood up. Wiping his eyes he walked into the
bathroom and took a shower. He brushed his teeth and got dressed and walked into the kitchen.
Grabbing five bowls, a spoon, a milk jug, and a box of cereal, he made himself breakfast. In the
middle of chowing down the phone rang. He looked up before getting to his feet.
He picked up the phone, "Hello?"
"Hi Vegeta, sweety!" Vegeta's mother's voice beamed.
"Oh, hey Mom. What's up?"
"Honey, it's about time you got a job. It's summer and you don't need to be sitting around all day."
"But mom-" Vegeta started to protest.
"The only but in this conversation is your's, young man, and you need to get off of it and do something
worth while! And that is the end of this conversation."
Vegeta sighed, "Yes Mother."
"Well call me tonight and tell me what your new profession is for the summer."
"Tonight?! That doesn't give me much time mom!" Vegeta said.
"It's the whole day, that's plenty of time."
"Yes mother..."
"Well I'll let you get started. Love you sweety."
"Bye mom."
He hung up and rubbed his temples, sighing. He was so not like his mother. Now where to find a job?
He decided to forget about it and deal with it later. He felt like doing something with the gang.
Vegeta picked up the phone and dialed in Bulma's number.
"Hello?" Her voice came over the line.
"Hey there, flashy." He smirked.
"Vegeta!" He could tell she was blushing, "What's up?"
"I was just wondering if the gang and us should do something to celebrate summer."
"How about the pool near my house? I'm a member there and I can get you all in free."
"Sounds great. I'll call the guys and meet you there at uh...how about 10:00?"
"Ok, I'll call the girls. See you!"
"Later."
He hung up and after a moment picked up the phone and dialed Goku's number. Goku's happy voice
sounded in Vegeta's ear. "Hey, what's up?"
"Hi Kakorot." Vegeta started, "Me and Bulma are going to the pool. Can you come?"
"Sure! I'll call Piccolo."
"Ok see you in 10 minutes at my place."
"Alrighty."
"Later."
"Bye bye."
Vegeta went back into his room after hanging up. He dug through his top drawer until he found
his black swimming trunks. He switched his pants with them and pulled on a white muscle shirt.
Ten minutes later Goku and Piccolo arrived. Piccolo was wearing black swim shorts with orange flames
and Goku was wearing bright orange trunks. Vegeta grabbed some towels and they headed for Bulma's
house. They landed a few minutes later outside of the fence that shielded the pool from their sight.
Bulma peeked her head out the gate. "Hey there! Come on in."
They went inside to see a large pool filled and surrounded with many different types of people.
Fat, skinny, tall, short, old, kids, middle-aged, teens; all kinds of people.
"Crowded." Piccolo said.
"Yes...good observation." Vegeta smirked.
They sat down at a table with Karina and Chi-Chi and waited for some people to leave. After
the crowd calmed down a bit they went for the pool.
Piccolo walked smugly up to the diving board. "Watch this, girls." He called from the base of
it to the girls in the shallow end. Vegeta and Goku decided to watch. Piccolo ran the length of
the board and pushed off, sky-rocketing into the air and doing a few flipps before diving into the
water.
The girls cheered. "Hmph." Vegeta growled and walked up to the board. Piccolo's head surfaced and
Vegeta called to him, "you think that was good? Well move and I'll show you some real talent!"
Piccolo floated out of the water and flew to the sidewalk, arms crossed. "Be my guest."
Vegeta smirked and did a a flip, landed on his hands at the end of the board, pushed off into the
air, and did two backflips before diving into the water. The girls cheered louder. Bulma most
of all. Vegeta floated out of the water, smirking at Piccolo. He flew to the side of the pool and
landed next to Piccolo. "Your turn Kakarot," He said, looking at Goku, "Beat that."
"Ok!" Goku smiled, walking up to the board. "Hmm..." He put a finger to his chin, thinking.
"Ready!" He said after a moment or two. He ran the length of the board and jumped high into
the air, straight up. He was in the middle of a fifth back flip when he slammed down on the board,
right between the legs. "Ooo!" Vegeta and Piccolo winced, closing their eyes.
Goku groaned with pain before falling over and off the board into the water. He gurgled to the top
a minute later. "Owww!" He whined, getting out of the pool.
The life guard ran over. "I saw that," he said, "Do you want a ice pack?"
"Please..." Goku groaned, walking stiffly to their table and sitting down slowly. The girls giggled.
The life guard gave him a pack of ice and he sort of sat on it. {How else am I supposed to put that!? O.o;}
The rest of the guys, except Chi-Chi, who sat next to Goku trying to comfort him, played around in the
water. Piccolo grabbed Karina and threw her into the deep end. She surfaced and splashed him.
"My eyes!" He said, covering them with his hands.
She swam over. "Are you alright? I'm sorry!" she said apologizing.
Piccolo splashed her while she was off guard. "Hey!" She started chasing him as he, chuckling,
swam off.
Bulma ducked under water as Vegeta pointed and laughed at Piccolo as he swam away from Karina, who was
hot on his tail. {Although he doesn't have one!} She swam up as quietly as possible behind Vegeta
and grabbed his ankle. He reached down into the water and grabbed her wrist. He pulled her up and she
smiled a very toothy grin at him. He grabbed her around the waist and picked her up above his head. She screamed
as he hurtled her a few yards away before she splashed under the water.
They continued swimming and played water volleyball. Unsurprisingly the girls won, but the guys managed
to keep their comments to themselves. They had a great time and Goku was able to get in the pool again before
they decided to leave.
On the way out Vegeta caught sight of a HELP WANTED sign on the gate. 'Hmm...' He ripped it off the gate
and studied it. It had pretty good pay and the hours weren't too long. 'Besides,' He thought, walking to
the life guard's office. He soon had the job. He had to be life guard every weekday noon to 5:00P.M.
He started tomorrow. After explaining what took so long for him to get outside he told them his mom was
making him get a job.
"I was thinking about getting a job this summer." Bulma said.
"So was I." Chi-Chi and Karina said at the same time. They giggled.
"My dad's making me get one too." Piccolo grumbled.
"I want a job with Piccolo!" Goku whined.
"Well," Vegeta looked at Bulma, "The main life guard said they could use one more life guard for the
same hours..."
"Ooo! I'll go get it!" Bulma ran back into the gate and to the life gaurd's office. She soon returned,
smiling and nodded. Vegeta smirked, thinking, 'This job thing won't be as bad as I thought after all.'
~*~ The next day ~*~
"Goku," Piccolo started, holding the phone to his ear, "Meet me at my house in five and we'll
get a job today."
"Oo goody!" Goku smiled.
"I'll see you in a bit."
"Alrighty!"
Goku arrived soon and they set off down the street and arrived in the city part of town. They went
to many different department stores, but none needed help. They went to other stores and different
places but they were turned down. Walking down the street, hands in pockets, the two discouraged teens
walked with their heads down.
Goku stopped suddenly, looking in the window of a fast food store. Piccolo didn't notice he had lost
his companion for a while and had to walk back over to him.
"What is it?" Piccolo asked.
"Look." Goku pointed to a sign that had broad red letters on it that read: Help Wanted.
"Oh no. No no no no!" Piccolo shook his head.
"C'mon Piccolo! It'll be fun!"
"That's what you think..." Piccolo mumbled, following a skipping Goku into the Bacon House.
~*~ The next morning... ~*~
Piccolo looked into the mirror. "I can't....believe...I'm doing this." He said slowly, eyeing his
uniform with disgust. It was orange and yellow striped and there was a name tag that said: Hi! I'm:
There was a blank spot for him to fill in his name. He scribbled in Piccolo and stuck it on. Next, he
growled as he looked at the vibrant pink hat he was required to wear.
It was the top of a Pig head and when he put it on the snout was right over his eyes. On one side of the snout
it said Bacon, and on the other side House. He sighed miserably and walked out the door, ready as he was
going to get for his new job...
~*~
"Hey, will you take my order?" A skinny man asked as Piccolo sat behind the cash register, his feet on the
counter. He picked at his teeth and didn't answer.
"Excuse me?" He said louder. No answer. "THIS SERVICE SUCKS!" He yelled and stomped out the door.
"Good he left." Piccolo mumbled, looking at his nails.
A fat man walked up to the cash register. "I'd like a..." He went on, ordering a whole mess load of food.
Piccolo yawned.
"Got all that?" The fat man asked.
Piccolo looked at him for the first time, "You were talking to me?"
The fat guy turned purple with anger. "I don't like repeating myself..."
"Well I suppose you're not going to eat then."
The fat guy twisted his hat angrily in his hands, barring his teeth. "Fine!" He repeated himself
and Piccolo scribbled down the order. He sent it to the kitchen.
He soon received the food and gave it to the man. "Whoo hoo...my first successful order..." He said dully.
Something big and pink walking out from the utility closet made him turn his head. "Goku!?" He said, astounded.
"Hey Piccolo!" Goku turned around, his face the only thing showing from under the pink pig suit. He had a sign
on his chest and big fat pink belly that read: Welcome to the Bacon House. There was a hiddious orange tie with
yellow polka dots. The snout of the pig was on his forehead and the eyes were right on the side of it. His gloves
that were connected to the suit were shaped like hooves.
"Goku...no offense but, you look like a idiot." Piccolo said, swaetdropping.
"This suit is cool!" Goku protested. "It reminds me of the Easter Bunny!"
"...Okay?" Piccolo blinked.
"Well if you'll excuse me," Goku said, lifting his hoof like boots to walk, "I have a job to do."
Piccolo was so glad he didn't get stuck with that job. The last thing he wanted was to parade around in a pink
pig costume, holding a sign that welcomed people to a fast food restaurant. He thought the day crawled by slowly
and was glad when he only had ten minutes left before his shift was over. Goku had ten minutes as well.
He had stood proudly in front of the restaurant all day, showing off the sign and beckoning people into the Bacon
House. Piccolo had been busy with orders and hadn't enjoyed it. He tapped his fingers on the counter top as he waited
for the minutes to pass. He looked up to see Goku talking to none other than Bulma and Vegeta. They were in swim suits
and Bulma had a towel around her waist.
Vegeta was smirking at Goku's idiotic outfit. He took Bulma's arm and Goku followed them as they walked in to the restaurant.
"Nice suit." Vegeta smirked at Piccolo. He just scowled in reply.
"You and Kakarot have some sense of style..." He paused to snicker. "Anyways, We'd like two cokes."
Piccolo got the drinks and took their money. "Well," Vegeta turned with a single wave, "Later."
He and Bulma walked hand-in-hand out of the restaurant. About now he was wishing he had gotten the life guard job...
~*~
Karina poured over the wanted adds in the newspaper, har chin in her hands. She was laying on her stomach on the bed.
'Hmm...' she thought, running her index finger down a column. 'Oh yeah, I want to baby sit...' She thought sarcastically.
She remembered the time she had tried it out. It had only been a few years ago when she had volunteered to help out at a
day care center. The main sitter had taken a coffee break, leaving her to watch the kids for twenty minutes. It had gone
smoothly enough, until little Timmy had knocked over an ink bottle, spilling the black fluid all over the white carpet.
Karina had been wiping it up with paper towels and 409. {I don't own 409! don't sue me!^_^'} Then the little mischievous
three year old, Joey, had decided to play a little prank. He had gotten his milk and slashed it on Karina while she was distracted.
It had only added to the mess and Karina couldn't catch Joey, he was too speedy. She had finally caught him by the shirt
and dropped him in the time out pin. He had cried loudly and Karina had started to get a splitting head ache. As she triedto clean up the mess a 4 year old, Jane Anne, had asked for cookies. Her little friends had joined, whining for cookies.
This had only made her headache worse and she felt as though she would scream in frustration at any moment. Then, thankfully,
the sitter had come and understood what she had gone through. She didn't really blame Karina for quiting because the children there
could be very annoying.
'Those brats were the devil...' Karina thought darkly, reminiscing the moment. She shook her head, trying to forget it and get back
the present. She continued looking at the adds, turning down one after the other. 'I'm never going to find something I like.'
She thought as she neared the end of the adds. Suddenly she smiled. "Summer Modeling Job for teens 16-18." She read aloud.
She scribbled down the number and picked up the phone.
She called Chi-Chi and the black haired female answered after a few rings. "Hello?"
"Hey Chi, it's me, Karina."
"Hey there, did you find anything?"
"I sure did!" Karina smiled, "How about a modeling job?"
"Wow! That sounds fun! Well give them a call and tell them they have two models ready!"
"Can do! Too bad Bulma already got a job, she would love this one!" Karina said.
"Yeah," Chi-Chi agreed, "But still, she's with Vegeta, so she'll be fine."
"Yeah. Well I'll call you back soon!"
"Alright, bye."
Karina hung up and after a moment picked up the phone again. She looked at the paper she had scribbled down the number on
and dialed it in.
"Hello?" A woman's voice answered the phone.
"Hello, I'm calling about the modeling job. My friend and I are interested."
"Alright I'll see you two at 2 o' clock tomorrow for an audition at Shiniro Auditorium."
"Audition?" Karina blinked.
"Yes honey, audition. We can't just say yes to everyone, we need to pick only the best-looking girls."
"Oh...I see. Well until then."
"Bye."
Karina hung up and picked up the phone again. She dialed Chi's number and soon was telling her the news.
Chi-Chi said to meet her at her house an half hour before 2:00P.M. Karina agreed and hung up with a "Bye Bye."
~*~ The next Day: Noon ~*~
Vegeta floated up to the life guard chair on the right side of the pool and sat down. He was wearing a muscle shirt
and his blue swimming trunks. He slipped on his whistle over his head and put on his sunglasses. His eyes darted around,
checking out the crowd. Some pre teen boys were wrestling roughly in the water. He let it pass. 'It's not like they
are strong enough to actually hurt each other.' He thought in a dismissive manner.
He heard a whistle blow and turned his head to the cause of the noise. 'Bulma?' He thought, 'Why is she blowing her whistle?'
He quickly looked around for anyone disobeying the rules but didn't find any. He looked at Bulma questioningly.
She was standing at the other side of the pool, pointing to the boys that were water wrestling.
"You boys! Stop that! Your violating the rules!" She swung her hand to the left and pointed to the RULES sign on the
fence. Vegeta scanned the sign to find a rule that read: No wrestling in or out of the water.
"Oops."
Bulma got the boys to stop and walked to the base of Vegeta's chair, which was about eight feet above
the cement. She looked up. "Vegeta!" She called, "You got here before me and you should have stopped those boys."
"Well I didn't think they would harm each other, they are just weak little children."
"Well if they are all weak they can still hurt each other. Your lucky boss didn't see you, he might have fired you."
"Uh...well the point is he didn't so, uh, it doesn't matter." Vegeta said, looking down at her for the first time.
She was wearing a green spaghetti strapped shirt and sunglasses. The shirt was tied at the side, showing her
stomach and bikini bottom.
"I wish you wouldn't wear things like that." Vegeta said, forcing back a smirk.
"And why not? You don't like it?"
"It's not that, it's just I don't want anyone to get hurt."
"Hurt?"
"Yeah. If any guy tries to hit on you they are going to get hurt, that's for sure."
"Oh..." Bulma smiled up at him, understanding what he meant. "Well I hope for their health they don't."
"I do too..." Vegeta smirked, leaning back in his chair and looking down at the pool.
~*~
Piccolo sat behind the cash register, his chin on his hand and his elbow propping up his arm. He yawned.
Today was a slow day and not many people seemed to want to eat at Bacon House. He pulled off his hat
and scratched his antenna. He blinked twice, slowly. "I'm going to fall asleep soon if you don't
get anyone in here, Goku!" He called to Goku, who was right out the door in his pig suit.
"Piccolo!" He whined, "Im hot in this suit!"
"You wish..."
"What?"
"Nothing. Just try and get some costumers in here!"
Goku frowned, longing to take the head of the costume off. A small child holding his mothers
hand approached, and Goku held up his sign with his hoofed hands.
"Come eat at Bacon House!" He started, smiling at the small kid. "Today's special for children is-"
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!" The child cried, clinging onto the pant leg of his mother.
"Your scaring him!" She screamed angrily at Goku. "Why are you dressed like that!?"
"It's my job, ma'me."
The kid started wailing louder. She picked him up. "Sorry sir, but I can't eat here because My little boy is
frightened of you."
"I knew they should have ditched the costume." Goku muttered, "It scares the little customers."
Goku had been all for the pig suit yesterday, but today was another story. It was way too hot in that
over grown pig costume and he was sick of little kids seeing him and running away screaming. He also was
fed up with people pointing and laughing. This one fat guy had pointed and laughed, "Look at that guy!
He's so fat! Ahahaha!" Goku had growled but had kept the comment he had wanted to say to himself: Shut it,
fat stuff. Your fatter than the fat. And this is a costume you moron!
He shook his head. This suit was making him mean. He hoped tomorrow would go better for him. He hoped
he would get promoted to a cash register worker, like Piccolo. At least Piccolo got to stay inside where it was cool
and out of the sun. His face was starting to get sunburned from standing out in the suit for hours in the sun.
He didn't want to be like Vegeta, always moody and scowling. He liked his nice and innocent nature.
he smiled. Chi-Chi liked that in a man. She had told him so when they had gone out after a while on a date.
He sat on a box near the door of the restaurant, smiling at the memory.
Chi-Che had been sitting across the table from him at a burger place near the school. A muscular guy had walked
up to their table. He checked Chi-Chi out and had smiled slyly.
"Hey there, babe, how about ditching spiky here and coming with me?"
Chi-Chi had looked down and not answered. Goku blinked. "Uh, she's my girlfriend."
"Yeah so I see," He had leaned on the table smirking toothily at Chi-Chi. "So anyways, what's the answer to my little question?"
"Go away." She had said simply, standing up. She had walked around him next to Goku and sat next to him, leaning against him.
Goku had furrowed his eyebrow, looking at the guy. "Your not nice," He put his arm around Chi-Chi's shoulder, "Go away like
Chi-Chi said."
"What if I don't want to spiky? You wanna try and make me?" Before Goku could protest He had pulled Chi-Chi
out of the way and pulled Goku up by the collar of his shirt. Goku blinked as he dragged him outside and threw
him onto his bum on the sidewalk. Goku had blinked again. He got up and walked up to the guy, who had his dukes up.
"Get 'em Ralph!" One of the muscular guys' minions had yelled. "Show him who is the best!"
"You know it." He smirked and punched at Goku but Goku had ducked. The guy kicked, Goku grabbed his foot.
Ralph lost his balance and fell on his butt. He had tried to kick at the back of Goku's knees to Bring Goku
to the ground, but Goku had jumped and dodged his attempt.
It ended up that Goku never threw a punch and had dodged all of Ralph's attempts to land a punch of kick on him.
Ralph had given up, tired after missing and missing and missing, time after time again. Goku and Chi-Chi had sat
at the table again and Chi-Chi had smiled and reached across the table, taking his hands.
"Your so sweet, Goku." Her eyes had sparkled, "Your not like other guys I've dated. You don't get mad easily and you keep your
cool."
Goku had smiled sincerely, staring back into her eyes.
"You have this nice, innocent nature to you that I like. It's really sweet and attractive." She had blushed, letting go of his hands
and looking down. They had only been going out for a week. Goku had smiled and took her hand and said simply, "I like you too, Chi."
Goku shook his head, waking up from the day-dream-memory thing he had just experienced.
"Hey!" Piccolo called from inside, "Boss says you can come in since there's only five minutes left on our shift!"
"Coming." Goku smiled, happy to be able to go inside and get out of the suit. He'd have to talkto his boss about how the costume discouraged
costumers. 'Mostly small frightened children...' he thought, sweatdropping as he stood up.
~*~ at 2:00P.M.~*~
Karina and chi-Chi walked with small bags containing some make up and a hair brushes. Karina pushed the door to the Shiniro
Auditorium open and entered, Chi-Chi following. Their eyes grew slightly wider as they looked around the large room. There were
rows and rows of deep red seats, a stage in front of them. Connected to the stage was a long platform that extended into the
center walkway between the seats. There were a lot of young women sitting in the front and second row. No one was talking and Chi-Chi
and Karina sat in the third row quietly, looking around at all the different girls.
Some of the teens there were pretty fat, some were skinny, some were just right. There were ugly girls, pretty girls, tall girls, short
girls, all sorts of girls. then Karina's gaze fell on a woman who was out of place amung all the young teens. She was old and stout,
but not ugly, just wrinkly. She was holding a clip board and writing something with a pencil on a paper clipped to the board.
'That must be the woman I talked to on the phone.' Karina thought. After a few more minutes the woman stood and walked up the stairs
that were against the wall and went to the stage. Everyone grew even more silent as she walked down the extension to the stage and stood
at the rounded off end.
"I am Miss Du La Tresse." She introduced herself and continued, "There are only enough spots open for twenty models." She glanced around
the room. "There's at least 50 of you girls auditioning here."
She walked back to the main part of the stage, which was curtained off, and swung her hand to the split in the curtains. "We will
go inside here where we have swim suits, dresses, and other clothes to test your looks and experience in modeling. Now please,"
She opened the curtains, "Come up the stairs in an orderly fashion and follow me." She disappeared behind the curtains.
From the end of the front row nearest to the stairs girls stood up and, in a line, walked up the stairs, onto the stage, and into the
curtain opening. Karina and Chi-Chi finally entered the curtains and looked around. It was all gray except the brightly colored clothing
on many racks. There were changing stalls and some mirrors next to them. All the girls were crowded in the quite small space and Miss
Du La Tresse was in front of the crowd. Karina and Chi-Chi stood on their tip-toes to see her.
"Quit ladies!" Miss Du La Tresse shouted over the talking teens. Things grew silent. "If your going to be a model here you need to
have good manners and obey commands you get." She glared at two girls near the front who were still chatting. They shut up.
"Now come draw a number from this hat and as soon as you all get one we will call you from number 1-10." Soon everyone had a number.
"Those who do not have a number that is between 1-10 go back into the seating area and sit quietly. We will call you later and you may watch
the others."
Karina looked up from the small piece of paper that had her number on it to Chi-Chi. "Whats your number?" She asked her.
"23. What's yours?" Chi-Chi responded.
"34."
"Ok. Lets go sit down and see the competition."
"Alright."
They walked out of the curtain area and onto the stage. They were too lazy to walk to the side to use the stairs and just jumped down
off of the long platform and took some chairs. After about 10 minutes Miss Du La Tresse emerged from the curtains and walked down stairs
and took a seat near the back so she could view them easily. She had her clipboard in hand.
"Number one!" she yelled, "Ready for you!"
A plump teen walked out in a casual summer outfit. She walked stiffly to the end of the platform,
turned, and was about to walk back when Miss Du La Tresse asked: "Name?"
"Patricia." She said, without turning around. "Go on back." Miss Du La Tresse said. She did as she was told.
Number two was small and skinny and walked out in a floor-length dress with summer colors. She stopped at the end of the platform and
turned a few times, her arms stiff against her sides. "Name?" Miss Du La Tresse asked.
"Chelsea." The teen responded.
Well they continued like that, giving their names and crap like that. Most of the girls were too stiff and sucked at modeling. Some
were ok. There weren't really any good ones in that batch of girls. Then Miss Du La Tresse called the girls 11-21. Some of
the girls were ok. Most sucked though, just like the last batch. "22-32." The old woman called.
Chi-Chi stood up and Karina wished her luck. Chi-Chi walked into the curtains and a young woman, but not as young as the models,
asked her for her number and, when she replied, the woman scribbled down her number and measured her, scribbling down the measurements.
She soon found a casual summer out fit that was her size and directed her to the changing stalls.
Soon Chi-Chi came out in the short kaki shorts and a white over button up shirt on top of a red sleeveless shirt. She went to
the mirror, brushed out her hair, applied some red lipstick to her lips, and got in line to go out and model. Soon it was her
turn. She walked out smoothly, her arms extend a bit and 'floated' to the end of the platform and turned once, smiling softly.
"I'm Chi-Chi." She said, before Miss Du La Tresse could ask.
She turned and walked back to the curtains. She knew for a fact she had been more graceful than the other teens so far. She
smiled and changed back to her regular attire. Then she walked out and sat down next to Karina, just in time to wish Karina luck
because her number group was called.
Chi-Chi watched Karina a few minutes later as she glided to the end of the platform. She was wearing a black shirt with a v-cut neck,
and a short dark blue skirt. She gave her name, turned twice, and returned to the curtain area. When she returned Chi-Chi greeted her
with a smile.
"You did wonderful." Chi-Chi congratulated.
"So did you, and thanks." Karina smiled, sitting down. They watched the rest of the girls, and there were quite a few good models in them.
Soon Miss Du La Tresse stood up and announced that the audition was over. She asked them to put their phone number, name, and model number
on a piece of paper at the door before leaving. Chi-Chi and Karina did so, confident they were going to be two of the twenty.
~*~ That night ~*~
Bulma sighed as she threw her swim suit into the bath tub. She had just changed into her regular clothes. She was glad work was over.
It had been quite hectic day with Vegeta at the pool. This group of kids had kept acting up and doing stupid pranks. She had a hard time keeping Vegeta from losing his temper and hurting them badly.
First they had slipped chlorine into Vegeta's lemonade while he was in the bathroom. When he had drank it he had sprayed it out of his
mouth and all over the sidewalk. Wiping his mouth, he looked to see the three prankster boys holding thier sides as they laughed.
He had growled and started to go after them as they ran but Bulma had stopped him. "It was just a prank. I'll warn them."
She had gone over to the boys, who were now at the other side of the pool and gave them a stern warning. "Sure, sure lady." One had answered,
filling a balloon with water. He was blonde with some freckles spread across his nose and cheeks. Another of the boys had red hair and the last
had black hair. She crossed her arms, she didn't like the looks of them filling up those water baloons. Yet, they hadn't done anything
yet so she couldn't do anything about it. She climbed up the latter back to her chair and sat down.
Soon she had watched Vegeta being bombarded with exploding water balloons as he had walked the side of the pool. Soon he was soaked and pissed.
He tried to run at the kids but slipped on the wet cement and fell into the pool. Bulma had sweat dropped, climbing down from the chair and watched
as a very wet Vegeta hoisted himself out of the pool and shook off, sort of like a dog. His already wild black hair had been even wilder and sticking
up even odder than usual.
She had stepped in front of the kids, who had been cornered by Vegeta who was now about to seriously kick some kid butt. She had shook her head.
He had growled, crossing his arms. "Can't I do something!?" Bulma smiled and stepped aside, "You can throw them in the pool..." Vegeta had smirked
grabbing the red-head by the back of his swimming trunks, succeeding in giving him a wedgie. He tossed him into the pool and did the same with the other
two.
He had laughed as the kid's heads surfaced, pouting. "Now," Bulma said to the boys, "You can leave."
They had growled and stayed in the pool, swimming over to the shallow end and standing up. "We don't have to!" The black haired kid stuck his tongue out
at her. Vegeta had jumped in the pool and swam to them. The boys had trembled as he smirked evilly down at them, his hands reaching for them. He had
carried them under his arms out of the pool, dropped them on their bums, and pointed to the gate. "Now go." The kids had ran in opposite directions
avoiding the gate. They had hid in the bushes.
Bulma had smiled, crossing her arms as she watched Vegeta pull them out, yanking them by their arms. He charged some electricity on his finger and touched
each boy in turn, shocking them. "Now get out!" Vegeta growled, holding up his electric finger threateningly. They had yelped and rushed out of the gate.
Bulma smirked in the present, deciding to see if Karina and Chi-Chi could come out with her to get a shake or something. Then she could share her eventful
day with her two best buds. She picked up the phone and called Chi-Chi.
"Sure." Chi-Chi had agreed to Bulma's idea. "I'll call Karina and tell her to meet us at The Malt Shop in five minutes?"
"Ok, see you there." Bulma smiled.
"Alright, see you soon." Chi-Chi hung up.
~*~ Now at Chi-Chi's ~*~
Chi-Chi dialed Karina's number and waited for her to pick up.
"Karina here." Karina said, picking up the phone.
"Hey Karina, this is Chi-Chi." Chi-Chi started, "Bulma and I are heading over to The Malt Shop and wanted you to come. Can you?"
"Yep, sounds fun. Yay! Now we can tell Bulma about our day. Oh, and Miss Du La Tresse called and said I got a spot, did you?"
"Sure did. Well see you in a few minutes. Bye."
"Bye bye."
~*~ A bit later at The Malt Shop ~*~
Chi-Chi, Karina, and Bulma sat down at a booth near the window. Now the stars were appearing in the dark blue sky.
"Ok I have to tell you about my day." Bulma said excitedly, after they had all ordered some shakes.
"No us first!" Chi-Chi said.
"Flip a coin?" Karina smiled, making a suggestion.
Bulma pulled out a coin and flipped it off her thumb. "Call it Chi."
"Heads."
Bulma caught it, flips it onto her wrist, and looked at it. "Aww...its heads."
Karina and chi-Chi filled her in about Miss Du La Tresse, all the girls there, and how they had gotten called and gotten the jobs.
"Congratulations." Bulma smiled.
"Sucks you couldn't go." Chi-Chi smiled weakly, "You would have been great and gotten a job."
"Well that's alright, my job is pretty fun. Now it's my turn to tell you guys about what happened at the pool today.
Bulma told them about the little punks who had continued to disobey her and Vegeta, and the pranks they had pulled on him.
There was a whole bunch of laughter as Bulma told the story. Then, finishing their shakes they decided to go home.
Saying their good-byes, they went their separate ways and went home, each looking up at the sparkling stars in the deep
blue sky...
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