Lately, goku's friends at roshi's house had been a little on the irresponsible side, so chichi had decided that gohan should no longer be allowed there without his father. he was only six at the time. And he was small for his age at that.
Gohan had just finished his homework and was heading off to master roshi's when his mother suddenly stopped him.
"Just where do you think you're going? She asked.
" Over to my friend Jims house" he lied.
Chichi knew he was lying. He didn't even have a friend name Jim.
"Well, I just hope that my son is not going over to roshi's, because he knows what happens when bad little boys lie." she said.
"Yes mum, I know." he said, eyes dropping to the floor.
" Great." she said, " be a good little boy at you friends house. I love you."
"Bye mum. I love you too."
As he flew over to roshi's house, he felt bad. He was normally a good kid. He hated lying, but if she knew he couldn't go.
" Its just not fair" he thought. "The guys were just having fun last time, and now, mum thinks they're bad guys."
as he landed on roshi's island, he felt better. it was always fun there. even now, krillin was chasing ulong around with the hose.
"gohan!" he shouted "hey little buddy!"
" hi krillin" said gohan, waving "wucha doin?"
" not much." said krillin "ulong stole my sandwich!"
"Hee hee" gohan giggled.
He knew coming to roshi's was a good idea.
As he entered the house, he saw yamcha and bulma playing video games.
"Hi guys!"
"Yo gohan." they said, eyes not moving from the screen.
"I call winner!" gohan said.
And for the next two hours, they took turns playing street fighter and having a great time. but after a while gohan got bored and went to see what everyone else was doing.
Oolong was playing paddleball against the side of the house.
"That looks like fun" said gohan "can I play?"
"Sure" said oolong, tossing him a paddle.
It was going pretty well, until oolong sent a ball flying through the window. When they heard a loud crash, oolong took off, running behind the house.
Everyone stormed out of the house, looking for the culprit, but all they found was gohan, still holding the paddle.
" Did you do this, gohan" asked bulma, angrily.
"N-no, I didnt" said gohan
"Gohan, " said yamcha " you know better than to lie. Come here right now!"
Gohan dropped the paddle and started heading towards the house.
"Bring that paddle with you." Said yamcha
As he turned to grab the paddle, tears swelled in his eyes. He knew what was coming, as he walked toward yamcha, hanging his head.
Pulling out a hard backed chair, yamcha sat down and beckoned gohan to him. Gohan shuffled to yamcha.
He pulled down gohans little blue shorts and then his cute little briefs with the teddy bears on them. Then set him over his knee.
Yamcha raised his hand high and.... SMACK! His hand covered all of Gohans tiny bottom. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Silently, Gohan had started to cry.
After about 20 smacks yamcha stopped and picked up the paddle.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Yamcha brought it down hard on his bottom. Gohan tried covering his sore bottom with is hands, but yamcha pinned them both behind his back with one hand.
Gohan still remained silent, except his sobs. He hated being spanked and he didnt want to make any more of a scene than was already happening.
Yamcha just kept smacking his poor bum until it was a deep red. Gohan just couldnt keep quiet any longer.
" Yamcha! P-please stop! It- it- it hurts!"
Giving him five more hard whacks, yamcha pulled him off his lap, setting him on his feet. Gohan reached to rub his bottom and yamcha turned him, giving him a swat towards the corner.
"Get in that corner, now!" yamcha said harshly. " And dont even think about touching that bottom, either."
Yamcha set the kitchen timer for five minutes.
Gohan rubbed his eyes with his fists and cried sanding in the corner. After a while, gohan calmed down and was just crying in steady streams down his cheeks. Looking back once in a while.
Bulma thought he looked adorable and vulnerable. She just wanted to go and comfort him, but she knew yamcha would get mad.
" get your nose in that corner gohan!" Yamcha warned
gohan leaned faced the corner for another minute, and the timer went off.
Bulma went to him and picked him up and held him on the couch. He cried into her chest as he rubbed his eyes with one hand and his bottom with the other.
I guess wed better take him home. Said bulma....
TO BE CONTINUED....