Vegita rummaged through his backpack.  It was filled with a lot of useless crap.  He came across a piece of paper with instructions.  He was to report to the office to be taken to his class.

    A bright flash momentarily blinded Goku, who was flying high above Vegita.  He looked to his right to see Piccolo.

“What are you doing?” asked Goku.

“Nothing,” Piccolo quickly said, putting his hands behind his back.

“Awfully bright something,” Goku joked.

“You got me,” said Piccolo.  He revealed a high quality camera with a telephoto lens. 

“Why do you have that?” asked Goku. 

“My scrapbook.”

“What?” Goku asked. 

“Vegita, in his schoolboy outfit, on his first day of school,” Piccolo said.  He thought that he was stating the obvious.  “Too good to pass up!  I have been laughing myself senseless since I first saw him this morning.”

“Oh,” said Goku.

“I am going to get as many photos as I can today!” Piccolo said with a huge, evil smile spreading across his face.  “See you around, Goku.”

“Bye Piccolo,” Goku said.  Piccolo blurred away.  Piccolo had Goku thoroughly stumped.

“How you doing?” Goku mentally asked Vegita.

“I want to destroy this crappy planet, Kakkorratt!” Vegita said in his usual tone.

“Here you are!” Goku shouted.  “Stop!”

“What?” Vegita asked.  He looked up from the paper and barely had time to stop.  He almost went through the wall of the school. 

“Hey, Kakkorratt!” Vegita called out.

“What?” asked Goku.

“You said you had a change of clothes for me.  May I have them?” Vegita, slightly nervous and really ticked, asked.

“Sure!” said Goku.  He opened up his backpack and pulled out another black backpack.  “Here!” Goku said, dropping it to Vegita.

“Where shall I change?” Vegita asked.

“In the bathroom,” suggested Goku.

“Bye,” hissed Vegita as he walked into the school.

“Bye, Vegita!” Goku said.  Goku landed in the woods behind the school and mentally followed Vegita.

    The school smelled of one thousand and one carpet cleaners.  “God, this place wreaks,” Vegita thought.  “Now, where is the stupid office?”  Vegita stopped in the hallway and thought, “Now where does Bulma drag me when Trunks is in trouble?”  Vegita ran a little farther down the hall and entered a room on the left.

“Hello,” said a small woman behind a desk.

“Hi,” snapped Vegita.  “I am Vegita, I…”

“Just a sec,” the woman said.  She turned in her chair and pushed a button on the intercom system.  “Principal Food, please report to the office.  Principal Food.”  She turned back around to face Vegita.  “He will be with you in just a moment.”

“While I am waiting, could I use the bathroom?” asked Vegita.

“Third door on your right going down the hall,” said the woman.

“Thanks,” muttered Vegita as he marched out of the office.  He found the bathroom and went in.  “This place smells worse than Kakkorratt,” Vegita joked.  Vegita quickly changed out of his hideous schoolboy clothes.  He put on what Kakoratt had brought him:  white boots, blue pants, blue shirt, white gloves, yellow and white chest armor.  “Thank you Kakkorratt!” Vegita, relieved, said.  He put on the clothes and wet his hair.  He returned it to its glorious, natural style, and went back into the office.

“He will be with you in just a second,” said the woman.

“Fine,” said Vegita.

“Take a seat,” offered the woman.

    Vegita obeyed.  He took the backpack that Goku had given him and put into it the pink backpack’s contents.  “Stupid Bulma,” Vegita muttered.  He picked up the empty, pink backpack and vaporized it.

“Whoa,” said the awestruck woman.

“Hello, Vegita, I am Principal Food.” 

    Vegita looked at the man.  He was average looking and appeared to have a power level of 5.  Vegita laughed a little. 

“Let me take you on a tour of the school, since you are early,” said the principal.

     Vegita looked at a clock on the wall.  He was one hour early!  “Bulma,” he thought, “how come you can do everything mechanical except set a clock?”

“Here is the gym,” the principal said.

    Vegita looked inside.  “What the heck?” Vegita roared.  He vaporized the gym doors and rushed inside.  “What the heck are you three doing here?” he angrily asked Tien, Yamcha, and Krillin.  “Speak up baldy!” he yelled at Krillin.

“Oh my god, it’s Vegita,” a very nervous Krillin rapidly spoke.

“Oh, crap,” muttered Yamcha.

“Answer me!” demanded an enraged Vegita.  He powered up to SSJ2.

“Oh, crap,” Krillin shakily said.

“Oh, Krillin,” Tien said.  “Together we can all take him!”

“You can not!” shouted Vegita.  “Big Bang…”

“Maybe I was wrong,” Tien said, noticing Vegita’s higher than usual power level.

    A golden blur screamed through the room and knocked Vegita to the ground.

“Kakkorratt!” Yelled Vegita.

“Vegita!” Goku snapped, punching Vegita out of SSJ2.  “Get a hold of yourself!”

“Man, Goku has to go SSJ3 every time Vegita gets mad!” said Yamcha.  “That must really interfere with any plans.”

“Is everything okay?” asked Gohan as he rushed into the gym.  “Oh, crap!  It’s Vegita!”

“Shut up, brat!” ordered Vegita.

“Vegita, be quiet!” the principal ordered.  “Show your teacher’s assistant some respect!”

    Vegita lost it.  He ran up to the principal and lifted him off of the ground by his shirt collar.  “What did you say?” he angrily demanded.  He dropped the principal.  His power grew larger than ever before.

“Oh, crap!” called out Goku.  “He is about to go SSJ3!  Attack!”

    Gohan, Krillin, Tien, and Yamcha powered up, and joined Goku in attempting to knock Vegita out.

“Do you feel that?” Goten whispered to Trunks in math class.

“Yeah,” whispered Trunks.  “Wait, those powers feel like our dads!”

“Oh, man.  Your mom wasn’t kidding!”

“Yeah, she is the queen mother of stupidity,” Trunks said.

“Get off of me!” roared Vegita.  He powered up to near SSJ3, and shot away from the pile of fighters restraining him.  He crashed through several walls and through several empty classrooms.  He stopped in Trunks and Goten’s math class.

“Holy crap!” one of the boy’s classmates shouted.  “That’s Trunks’s dad!”  The entire classroom, except for Trunks and Goten, evacuated too fast for the boys to see.

    The boys powered up and joined the attack on Vegita. 

    During the thirty-minute fight, Piccolo took 25,000 pictures.  He couldn’t stop laughing.

    With a mighty punch, Vegita was out cold.  Goku grabbed his hand and powered down.

“What a mess,” said the principal.  The gym was full of holes, as well as several other classrooms.  The fighters were pretty banged up.

“Sir,” said Goku.  “I am going to take Vegita home.”

“Go right ahead!” the principal said too enthusiastically.

“I am going to take Goten and Gohan home too,” said Goku.

“They look pretty banged up.  You can sign Goten out, and Gohan can have the day off,” the principal said.

“Can I go home?” Trunks asked hopefully.

“What about us?” a banged up Yamcha asked.

    The principal looked at all of the damage and the crowd of nervous students and staff gathered in the hall.  “School is dismissed until repairs are made,” the principal said.

    A great roar of joy went through the crowd and everyone left. 

“Sorry for the damage,” said Goku.

“Mom will get it fixed,” Trunks called down to the principal, “after she has a long fight with Vegita.

    About halfway to Capsule Corporation, Piccolo joined the Z Warriors.  “Guess what I got,” Piccolo asked everyone.

“What?” asked Gohan.

“A videotape to send in to “The World’s Stupidest Saiya-jins!” Piccolo said, laughing.  He displayed his video camera and his snapshot camera.  “And a whole lot of Kodak moments!” he finished.

    Vegita opened his eyes.  “You stupid Namek!  I am going to kill you!”

“Shut up Vegita!” Goku warned, knocking Vegita out, again.

“Hey, Goku?” asked Trunks.  “For my safety, can I stay with you guys tonight?”

“Sure,” said Goku.  “Scared of your dad?”

“No, mom!” Trunks said.