R-r-r-rolanda: Part Two


"Yes, I attended Harvard in America, graduated top of the class and did I mention I'm a great
martial artist." Gohan says as he stares goggly-eyed over at Rolanda even though I told him
a long time ago what happened in the restaurant and he knew very well I hated her.

I look at my oldest son and scowl. Of course he didn't see me because he was too busy
flirting with R-r-r-rolanda. I hated the way they were seated. Of course both of her idiot children
wanted to sit by the guest and would have probably blown up the kitchen if my wonderful
Goku hadn't figured out a seating plan.

"Rolanda can sit in between ChiChi and me!" he had chirped.

So, there they were, Goku, Rolanda, me, Gohan, and Goten, sitting in that order exactly.

"Well, I look better then Gohan, don't ya think?" Smiling that Son family smile, Goten leans over
his food and over his father to stare Rolanda straight in the face.

She flutters her eyes at him, looks down at her food, picks at it, and then looks over at Goku.

"Well, we can see where you got your good looks from." She pushes her food away from her
and places her elbow on the table, resting her head in her hand she was now facing Goku
directly. Goku's eyes dart from his plate to Rolanda's.

"Um, are you going to eat that?"

"No, I'm not too hungry, so--"

Faster then lightning that plate was in Goku's hand and he had began spooning it down like
there was no tomorrow.

"Hey, Rolanda, my brother is an idiot, don't listen to a word he says." Gohan continues on
with his competing.

I was getting sick of her two sons. She had to put a stop to them making fools out of themselves.
And how could they flirt with her?! They know that if I don't like the girl, no relationship.

"Gohan, why don't you tell Rolanda about that wife of yours? And Goten, how about that lovely
girlfriend of yours, eh."

Both of the boys groan and resume their eating. I smile to myself. At least I got my two boys acting
sane. Now I had to get my husband to realize that this woman was trying to seduce him.

"Oh, my, it's late." Rolanda groans. "It was great, but I really must be going." she turns to Goku.
"Would you be a dear and escort me to the door?"

Taking his chopsticks out of his mouth Goku sighs and gets up.

"Alright then, let's go."

I watch them as they leave the kitchen, my eyes on them the whole way and when they were out of
sight, I jump from my seat and follow behind them.

I peek outside the kitchen door, listening to them.

"Well, Goku, I've had a really nice time." She says in that voice of hers. Suddenly her hand lifts and
falls upon Goku's cheek. "But, we can make it even nicer." Her leg goes up around Goku's waist.

I wanted so badly to jump out and chase down that little tramp and tear her from limb to limb. But
I hold myself back, waiting to see what my husband would do. But I knew already what Goku would
do. He would lower Rolanda and place those big beautiful lips of his on top of hers. Who could resist
a woman such as her? Goten couldn't, not even Gohan who had a wife! So, what would stop Goku?

"Um, is something wrong Rolanda?" Goku questions.

She brings her face to his, her lids falling upon her eyes and her lips parting. She whispers something
in his ear, something I couldn't catch, all I could do was watch as her husband stood there listening
intently. What was she saying?!

All of a sudden Goku grasps Rolanda's shoulders and throws her out the door.

"My wife is the best wife a man could ever have!" he shouts to her before slamming the door.

I stand there dumbfounded, my eyes unblinking and mouth wide open. What did he just say? What just
came out of my husband's mouth?

Goku turns around and he spots my head peeking out the door. He was smiling as if nothing had happened.

"Hey, ChiChi!" he greets me.

I step out from my so-called little hiding place, my eyes watering up. A hand goes to my cheek and
I purse my lips together.

"Honey, what's wrong?" Goku makes his way over to his wife. He looks down upon me into those big black
glistening eyes of mine and it was as if he could understand everything for the first time. The only problem
was that he didn't.

"Goku." I say in a trembling voice.

He doesn't answer me, instead he just draws me into his arms. Being held by him breaks me loose and I begin
to cry. I nuzzle my head in his chest and allow my tears to flow.

"Oh, Goku! I never knew that you cared for me. I thought for sure that you would cheat on me with that bimbo."
I sob. "Especially after that dance you had with her…."

Underneath my head Goku's chest began to bounce as he begins to chuckle. He hugs me tighter as he
continues laugh.

"Aw, honey, why would I do that? Besides, I promised I would never do that again, remember? Looks don't matter,
it's how good you can cook."

Like somebody turning off a faucet my tears cease. I pull away from Goku and stare up at him angrily.

"So you only like me because I cook well?!" I shout.

Realizing what he just said Goku covers his mouth, his eyes rounding.

"Um…"

"So if I didn't cook so well you probably would've ran off with that blonde slut, correct?!"

His head turns slightly and eyes the front door.

"Um…" he then makes his get away."I almost forgot! I promised Vegeta I spar with him! Bye, honey." Swinging
the door open he exits and then takes off into the air.

I chase after him.

"And don't you dare come back here until you think of the real reason why you love me!" I shout after him. "You
better have some type of jewelry with you also! Roses wouldn't hurt either!"

Entering back into my house I slam and lock the door behind me. I then rush into the kitchen to lock the back
door also.

"Yeah, I know, I mean if it wasn't for the fact that Videl cooked so well, I don't think I still be married to her
today." Gohan says with a laugh.

I stop in my tracks and glare over at Gohan. Gohan knew that stare and he was frightened.

"M-mom…what's wroooooooo--"

In a blink of an eye Gohan was out the back door. I look over at my last son, my nose flaring my eyes
ablaze and I growl.

"Anybody else like a certain someone just because she can cook well?!"

Goten wasn't one to play around. He knew when his mom was really upset and that was one of those times.
Jumping from his seat Goten runs to the front door, letting himself out.

"That's what I thought." I take in a deep breath and then slowly release it. I had to lock all the windows, but
before I did that there were a few calls to a certain wife and girlfriend I had to make. None of my three men
would have a nice warm place to go to tonight. I for one was going to make sure of that.


THE END