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Kursiv: What someone does or thinks

Normal: What someone says

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Cell - walks through any town
notices a poster, which he eyes interested

On it stood:

You're alone but don't want to anymore? You search and search, and simply haven't found Mrs./Mr. Right yet? Then Fuck-Delivery © can help you!

Thanks to the latest technology we help you find the right one. Just come to one of our shops, and we'll see what we can do for you!

Cell- ...sounds interesting...

Walks into the street where the shop is supposed to be, trusting the poster.

Enters the shop.

Cell- Hello, I'm here because –

Assistant - I know, I know. Because of the advertisement.

Cell- And I-

Assistant - And now you want to know what the whole matter about this "new technology" is.

Cell- Yes. Says nothing more, because he's freaked out by the mind reading assistant.

Assistant- Ok, easy as that. We ask you a few questions about your personality, then we type it into the computer, and we then arrange a date with the one that matches you best, and-

Cell- seemingly confused Huh!

Assistant- What is there to "huh" about!

Cell- What the heck is a blind date?

Assistant- bewildered of the ignorance ok, dude…so a blind date is-

Cell- Ah, now I got it! You just arrange dates with blind women here! proud of his realization

ponders a few seconds with a wry angled head (A/N: ...Aw!) So are there existing mute- and deaf dates too? And what about wheelchair dates?

Assistant: Arghh! hits the wall with his head

WAY.TOO.MUCH.DUMBNESS head collides with the wall at each word

Cell- Uh-o...

Assistant- foam is visibly coming out of his mouth and he begins growl

Female Assistant: comes running out of a backdoor, armed with a water pistol

turns to Cell It's not your fault, this happens every now and then.

Cell-...oooooookay...

Female Assistant: splashes water on the mad dog-like assistant

Bad John! Very bad John!

John- whimpers like a puppy

Female Assistant: locks John in a cage

Go into it you bad, bad boy!

turns to Cell, seemingly exhausted

slightly out of breath How may I help you ?

Cell- uh...I'm here because of the advertisement, but you don't have to explain though, your colleague —John howls at his mention in the cage— has already told me.

Female Assistant- Good, then we may start with the questioning.

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