For a moment, the anger was knocked right out of Videl as one of her futile punches connected with Goku's jaw and sent him flying. She gaped at him, then at her fist, remembering right then that none of this was actually real. She was about to turn back to Gohan to apologize for her outburst when the ground below her suddenly cracked. She looked down just in time to see everything shatter like glass beneath her feet.
She screamed as she plunged into a black pit, suddenly unable to fly.
Gohan! she cried in panic, reaching up for him with both hands. Somehow she was falling faster than he could fly. A wave of terror rippled through her. Gohan!!
Then he was gone and everything was black. There was no sound either and, when she tried to draw in a breath, found that there was no air. She tried to reach up to grab at her throat, but couldn't move her arms. Couldn't feel her arms. Panic gripped her tighter.
A firm pressure in the center of Videl's forehead suddenly captured all of her attention, drawing all of the flailing parts of her together, like a magnet collects metal shavings. Her eyes snapped open wide and she was greeted by the elegant blue face of the Olumite memory guide. Seeing Videl conscious, the guide leaned back and smiled, removing her thumb from Videl's forehead.
"Here now, she is safe," the Olumite said to Gohan as she stepped back to give the couple space. "I must say, it has been some time since I met a pair that lost control of a memory so quickly."
Still in Gohan's arms, Videl coughed pathetically and tried to offer an apologetic smile. "Sorry I punched you dad, dear," she said with a slight rasp, still catching her breath.
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She screamed as she plunged into a black pit, suddenly unable to fly.
Gohan! she cried in panic, reaching up for him with both hands. Somehow she was falling faster than he could fly. A wave of terror rippled through her. Gohan!!
Then he was gone and everything was black. There was no sound either and, when she tried to draw in a breath, found that there was no air. She tried to reach up to grab at her throat, but couldn't move her arms. Couldn't feel her arms. Panic gripped her tighter.
A firm pressure in the center of Videl's forehead suddenly captured all of her attention, drawing all of the flailing parts of her together, like a magnet collects metal shavings. Her eyes snapped open wide and she was greeted by the elegant blue face of the Olumite memory guide. Seeing Videl conscious, the guide leaned back and smiled, removing her thumb from Videl's forehead.
"Here now, she is safe," the Olumite said to Gohan as she stepped back to give the couple space. "I must say, it has been some time since I met a pair that lost control of a memory so quickly."
Still in Gohan's arms, Videl coughed pathetically and tried to offer an apologetic smile. "Sorry I punched you dad, dear," she said with a slight rasp, still catching her breath.