A Self-Insertion for those who just can't take it any more
Scott Douglas Davidson
Warnings: The weirdness that is Scott. Yes, I do have a pet rock named Phaedo.
Disclaimer: DBZ is not mine, but I like to think that I own myself. Also, Phaedo is mine. You can't have it.
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"Wow, this place looks even cooler in real life then on the TV screen." Scott muttered as they approached the Saiyajin's home.
"Huh?" Goku looked up at where Scott was perched on his shoulders.
"Nothing." The human grinned and hopped down to the grass, striding towards the house.
"I think you'll like Chi-chi, she's nice. And Gohan's real nice too. Maybe you can help him with his studies? Chi-chi makes him study all the time." Goku chirped on.
"Uh, maybe." Scott mumbled. Geez, he had thought all those fanfics were wrong when they seemed to depict Goku as having the personality of a Blond (no slight intended to blonds).
"Oi! Chi-chi!" Goku called into the front door as he walked in "We have a guest!"
Scott just buried his head in his hands and sighed.
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"GOKU! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?! YOU PROMISED YOU'D HELP ME AROUND THE HOUSE TODAY! I SHOULD-... Oh! A guest! Hello!" Chi-chi switched from ranting maniac to pleasant housewife so fast that Scott wondered absently if she ever got dizzy flipping her personality around.
"H-hi. I'm Scott Douglas Davidson." Scott managed to get out, wishing his ears would stop ringing.
"I'm Chi-chi Son. Did my worthless husband make you walk all the way to our house?" Chi-chi glared at Goku, she was still mad about the whole driving school incident.
"No, I rode on his shoulders. Startled him a bit, but the view's nice." Scott grinned "I wouldn't have minded walking if I'd had to, it's mostly the time it takes to walk places that bothers me." Scott then remembered that people don't want to hear every detail of his opinions on life, and he shut up.
"Would you like to come in and sit down?" Chi-chi smiled pleasantly, actually kind of creeping Scott out.
"I'd love to." Scott nodded. Chi-chi moved aside and let him in the house. As Goku moved to follow, Chi-chi intercepted him and started chewing him out again. Scott sighed and started looking around.
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Gohan stared at the spectacle before him.
A young boy, looking 14 or 15, was standing in the kitchen washing dishes. The boy was wearing a black leather jacket with a silver Capsule Corp logo on the shoulder, and denim pants. His hair was short, brown, and messy as a Saiyajin's. The weirdest part though, was that, perched on top of the boy's head, was a rock, obsidian it looked like.
Gohan stared.
"Hello!" the boy clipped cheerfully, grinning in a friendly manner at the demi-Saiyajin "Nice to meet you, Gohan!"
"Er... How'd you know my name?" Gohan blinked at the boy in confusion "And why do you have a rock on your head?"
"I'm from an alternate universe where lots of people know you! And this is my pet rock, Phaedo." the boy plucked the rock from his head and handed it to Gohan "It likes it when you pet its smooth side."
"Er... Right. Fido the rock." Gohan pet the rock for a moment, just to humor the boy, then set the rock down on the counter.
"Phaedo means friend in latin. That's how Fido got to be a common name for dogs, only they misspell it. It's supposed to be p-h-a-e-d-o, fa-eh-do, Fido." The boy grinned exactly like a member of the Son family, then went back to washing the dishes.
"Why are you washing our dishes?"
"Oh, I'm going to be staying for a while and thought I could help out. I never washed dishes at my own house, so I figured that's what I could do. Oh, ick!" the boy stared at a particularly messy pot coated with some sort of apparently soup-based slime. He made a face and started wiping it off.
"Uh... Why are you staying at our house?" Gohan attempted a different tactic to find out what the boy was doing there.
"Because the other choices were Capsule Corps and the woods, I don't know about you, but I find Goku much easier to get along with than either Vegeta or a bear." the boy smiled cheerfully. Gohan sighed, finding himself starting to develop a headache.
"...What's your name?"
"Scott Douglas Davidson, pleased to meet you!" Scott grinned in a perfect imitation of Gohan's father and set the last dish in the drying rack "Could you hand me back Phaedo?"
Gohan sighed and gave the strange boy back his pet rock. Scott grinned and set Phaedo back on his head, pushing Gohan lightly aside and going out into the living room.
Gohan tried to remember why he had came into the kitchen in the first place.
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