"Hello, I'm Gordo Lotus," The man introduced himself. He handed Chichi the boquet of yellow and red flowers in his arms, which Chichi could only describe as smelling expensive. They didn't have a natural fragrance like the flowers growing near their house." We spoke on the phone. Is Gohan ready?"
"Ah, yes. I'll let him know you're here. Thank you for the flowers Mr. Lotus," Chichi said, passing the flowers onto her youngest son, whom was hiding behind her leg." Goten, sweetie, can you do mommy a favor? Can you put these in a vase for me while I go get your brother?" It took all of her self control not to sprint to Gohan's room.
Goten glared at the flowers.
Mr. Lotus' flowers were prettier than the flowers Goten picked earlier that morning, a mixture of wild grass, clovers, and one dying rose - - all of which he now had to throw away. There was only one vase. And Chichi wanted to use that vase for Mr. Lotus' flowers.
Before disappearing into the kitchen to dump out his morning's hard work, Goten remembered the guest standing just outside the door. His mother had forgotten to invite him in. With the solemnness of a boy who'd just been asked to put his puppy down, Goten mumbled, " Please come in and sit. I'll get you a glass of water."
Gordo Lotus hesitated.
Wasn't his visit supposed to be a happy thing? Filled with uncertainty, Gordo Lotus lifted his briefcase and hugged it close to chest. He took a deep breath and entered the Son house. The kitchen table looked like a good place to wait for his bride.
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"I'm not going out there," Gohan said, digging his fingers into the mattress as he stared at the floor. He could sense Mr. Lotus in the other room with Goten. He was actually surprised anybody would consider him to be their bride. Gohan narrowed his eyes suspiciously at his mother." Does he know I'm not a woman?"
"Of course he does!" Chichi snapped. She walked out of the closet with his blue suit and laid it on the bed next to the wedding dress. She cupped her chin and made the occasional "hmmm" as she considered between the two.
" Everything is going too fast! Can't I meet him next week or next year? "Gohan pleaded. He bitterly pushed the dress onto the floor. There was no way he was wearing that thing again.
"No. We need to pay at least half of your school's tuition before the school year starts." Chichi smiled and held up her finger." As a matter of fact, Mr. Lotus can pay for your high school and college tuition now if you marry him!"
Chichi left him alone to get changed.
He wasted three minutes entertaining the idea of robbing a bank. He could rob a bank if he wanted. Nobody would get hurt, and he'd never get caught. He pushed back that idea and got dressed. He doubted he could live with himself if he did anything as dishonest as robbing a bank.
"Maybe I can use the dragonballs to get out of this mess," He mused out loud.
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The first thing Gohan noticed about Gordo Lotus was his height. The man was half Chichi's height, but still taller than Goten. He was a fat man, too, and probably had to turn sideways to get in through the front door. Gohan was disappointed. He had hoped Gordo Lotus would at least be athletic and interested in martial arts.
Chichi cleared her throat, signaling for Gohan to stop staring. She glanced sharply at the tea pot on the counter, which she prepared for Mr. Lotus' arrival.
Gohan quickly snatched the tea pot, spilling a few drops on the floor as he made his way to the table. He forced himself to smile, remembering that he needed to appear happy, and poured the hot tea into Mr. Lotus' cup.
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Male Order Bride | DragonballZ Fanfiction
FanficBuried in debt, Gohan has no choice but to become a mail-order bride. He doesn't care who he will marry, just as long as they can pay his bride price, then one fateful day Hercule Satan summons all the brides to the mail-order bride headquarters whe...