R-r-r-rolanda


"ChiChi! I want Fruity Pebbles! Please can we get Fruity Pebbles?!" Goku squeals
as he pushes the cart next to me, while holding up a box of his favorite cereal.

I roll my eyes. If Goku always had it his way when they went shopping more and likely
their whole family would be fat. I look into the cart that he pushed. It was halfway filled
up with fruits, vegetables, and most importantly rice, no junk food whatsoever. But then
again, Fruity Pebbles wasn't a junk food, it was a morning cereal. And breakfast was
the most important meal of the day, especially when I had the honor of not cooking it.

"Fine, Goku, you may have your Fruity Pebbles." I say, giving in.

"Yippy " he shouts and throws the box of cereal into the cart. "May I have Berry Berry Kix
too? Huh, huh, may I? Look ChiChi, its kid tested and mother approved."

"Go ahead Goku." I grumble as my eyes linger over to the aisle ahead of them. It always
seemed to take forever to get out of the cereal aisle.

"Frosted flakes too?" he asks.

"Don't push your luck, buddy." I say, while looking him dead in the eye.

Goku sticks out his bottom lip and it begins to tremble, his eyes enlarge and glaze over
with tears.

"Puuuuuulease?" he whimpers.

He did that on purpose. There wasn't a day when the both of them went shopping that he
didn't put on that puppy face of his. He knew that I could never say no to that face. Why did
God have to make you so darned cute? I ask myself before once again giving into Goku.

"But no more after that, understand?" I order.

Goku nods his head. "Okay, ChiChi, no more cereals."

Finally they had entered the next aisle. I nearly fainted when I saw what aisle it was.

"Ooo-ooo, ChiChi! Can we get Cheetos?"

I couldn't take it anymore. If I said no he would just put that puppy face of his back on and I
wouldn't be able to turn him down anyway. So why even try. I bury my face in my hand as
my head begins to shake back and forth.

"Listen, Goku, why don't you just do the shopping, okay?"

"Really?" he chirps happily.

"Yeah, just go on ahead."

"Hey! I remember you!" A girly voice calls from behind us.

I turn to see who it is. My eyes widen and my jaw drops. "Y-you're…" I manage to stammer.
She was a beautiful blonde, slim, trim, and did I mention beautiful? Especially with her tight
short dress and high heels. She had a red store basket in one hand and was smiling at Goku.
She walks up to him and puts her tiny frail hand on top of his huge muscular arm.

"Don't you remember me Goku?"

"Uh… no. Who are you?"

I could feel my face getting redder. I clenched my fists and my teeth and started huffing and
puffing. Steam was practically coming out of my ears. I'm gonna strangle you…

"You know, the girl you danced with the other night at the restaurant? R-r-r-rolanda." She
said, rolling her r's seductively.

"Ooooohhhh yyyyeeeeaaaaahhhh. Now I remember! You were the one who wouldn't shut up."

Rolanda's face goes red and I begin to laugh. I thought this to be the right time to tell this…
lady who I was. I grab Goku's other arm and pull him beside me.

"Hi, I'm ChiChi, Goku's wife." I say with a sly smile, waving slightly.

The girl's face drains of all color and her mouth drops.

"You're his…"

"Wife." I finish for her, my smile growing wider.

Rolanda purses her red lips together and clears her throat. She smiles lightly, even though there
wasn't anything for her to be smiling about and turns back to Goku.

"Well, then, I hope to see you again." she says while patting his arm. She then moves off on down
the aisle. But before she moves out of sight, she turns back to me. "Couldn't just have to one in
the Ladies room huh?"

I watch her until she turned a corner and was out of sight. How could she say that to me! I was
trying to forget that whole incident in the restaurant. As soon as she was gone I turn back to Goku.

"That woman was flirting with you Goku!" I hiss, while squeezing my husband's arm tightly.

"Hmmm, hey, can I have this?"

My nose flares. "I thought I told you that you could do the shopping!"

"Oh, yeah! You did, didn't you!" Goku says, his mouth forming an O shape. He smiles warmly at me,
melting my heart. He then goes back to the cart and to his shopping. I watch him as he strolled
slowly down the aisle, humming to himself. I am going to kill this girl! Somehow my eyes fall upon
Goku's butt. What woman can resist a butt like that? That R-r-r-rolanda wants my man!

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He had been pigging out ever since they got home. Filling his belly with chips, yogurts, ice-cream
, and candies. Goten stopped by and he stayed once he saw all the food. And not soon after
Gohan followed and he also stayed, making up some lie that he needed some place to study!
It was pitiful! And after they were through eating all that junk they were still hungry! They then
begged for me to make them dinner.

"Something with fish in it." Goku suggest before leaving the kitchen again to finishes off whatever
he had left from his little shopping spree.

I could only groan before I had to go off and begin dinner. The whole time I cooked I could hear
the guys out in the living room horse playing, laughing, and just having fun. All that noise soon
got to me so I decided to go take a peek to see what my three most favorite men were doing. They
all sat on the couch, passing about bowls of chips, popcorn, and dip as the stared at the TV. One
of the characters on the show says a stupid joke and the three of them bust out laughing. Goku,
of course, laughed the hardest.

"That Pinky! He cracks me up!" Goku shouts, his eye's tearing from laughing so hard.

"Hey, Gohan, Brain is just like you, smart, and he has a really big head!" Goten cracks.

Goku cracks up even more.

Gohan just frowns and crosses his arms upon his chest.

"Sticks and stones can't break my bones, so I guess words will never hurt me!" Gohan shoots
back.

"Ooooooo, what a come back! What's wrong, did---"

The sharp sound of Goten's cell phone cuts him off. Knowing who it was Goten hurriedly reaches into
his pocket, retrieving his phone. He then jumps from his seat to move to a quieter room.

I smile, happy to see my children at home again having a good time. I turn around to go back to what
I was doing, when the doorbell suddenly rang. I turn back around, sighing to myself and heads toward
the door. I couldn't count on my guys to answer that.

"ChiChi!" Goku whines as I make my way in front of him.

I ignore him and continue on my way to the front door. Just as it rang one last time I swing open the door.

"Hellllllllll….o." I was shocked at seeing who was in front of me. What was she doing here anyway? And
most importantly, how did she know where we lived?

"Hey!" Rolanda chirps. She held a basket of food in her hands. A big basket of candies, hams, salami's,
and cheeses. "Is Goku home?" she asks while peeking her head over my shoulder.

Goku smiles and his eyes widen when he looks at the door. "More food!" He says as he runs over to
R-r-r-rolanda and grabs the basket out of her hands. He starts stuffing his face immediately.

"Hey mom who's at the door…." Goten says as he comes up beside me. His hand drops and he stares
at R-r-r-rolanda.

"Hi! I'm R-r-r-rolanda." She says, again rolling her r-s seductively.

"Hello? Goten? Goten sweetie are you there?" I could hear Paris frantically scream over the phone. "Uh,
yeah, Paris?" Goten says, taking the receiver to his ear once again. He turns and goes into a more quiet
room.

"Goku!" Rolanda screams.

She runs over to the couch and sits down next to Goku. How dare she show her face around me or Goku
after the incident in the restaurant. And now she knows that he's married! I run over to the couch and
grab Goku by the arm and drag him into the kitchen.

"Come on Goku! I made your favorite!" I say in my sweetest voice I could conjure up.

"Um, I don't recall having a favorite. I usually just eat whatever you make."

Ignoring Goku's remark, I drag him into the kitchen and sit him down. I turn back to the living room and look
at this…Rolanda…

"I'm sorry but we're about to have dinner so, you're going to have to leave now. Gohan, be a good boy and
show this nice lady to the door."

Gohan smiles and gets up from his seat. Rolanda on the other hand had a frown on her face. She seemed
to be getting the message. I did not want her there.

"Hey, mom!" Goten calls to me. I turn around to see her youngest son stuffing his cell back into his pocket.

"Hmmm?"

"Well, I was just thinking, why doesn't Rolanda stay for dinner? I mean you always make enough for ten
or twenty."

And I was just thinking, why don't I kill you Goten!

I smile sweetly at Goten, but my eyes were that of the devil as they suddenly went up in flames.

"Well, Goten, I don't think Rolanda really wants to --"

"Oh, Mrs. Son, I'll be honored to share a meal with you and your family!" Rolanda chirps while clasping
her hands together.

"ChiChi!!! I'm hungry!" came the cries of her husband from the kitchen.

I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to seem rude and kick Rolanda out…but why not, I've kicked people out
before and after watching a show called "Martin" a few times, I picked up some pretty nifty lines to say while
you're kicking someone out. I held these lines at the tip of my tongue as I began to decide what to do. And
besides, that slut deserved to be kicked out of my house. And I really didn't like that walking talking Barbie doll.

"ChiiiiiiiiiiiChiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!!!!" Goku is now screaming.

Sighing loudly, I made my decision.



On To Part 2 ~~~>