A/N: And you are thinking...."What the HFIL?" and I simply respond, "..." Yep! I don't know what i'm doing either but this is my first fic AND I intend on people reading it lol. (*Sob* it's a dream of mine) So basically I don't want to embarrass myself too much with my first fic by doing my usual genre, (yes, the creepy factor), and i'm going for a more light thing that I can blame on Sora and Muko (FYI: the muses) who are here just because I can't make them work. So it is self evident that if I screw up OR the grammer/spelling should be put on the most wanted list, it ISN'T MY FAULT! *looks around and clears throat* So... now that we have that settled... GAME ON!!
Disclaimer: Lessson number one: How to say Do Not Own in English. *looks around* Duh! Don't Own!
~Chapter One: Ooooo! You did it now!~
Goten hopped around for a second clasping his hand's over his mouth and dancing in place, all caught up in the effort of not laughing. Goten's eyes wandered once more and the laughter escaped, his hands had taken themselves up into another task of pointing at a black pile of soot that had suspiciously angry ice blue eyes.
"Another laugh and I will kidnap the fridge at your house." Trunks growled an tried to brush the remnants of Capsule Corperation off of him.
"How do you kidnap a fridge? It would be fridge-nap, right?" Goten questioned with the ever so popular innocent Son face.
'ooh, he'd get right out of this. I'll be stuck with all the blame! He was the one who fell onto "The Button".' Trunks all of a sudden didn't feel so good as he took the surroundings in. He stood in the middle of a supposedly circular pile of wrecked steel and stone. 'not good! not good! not good!'
"Goten! We blew up Capsule Corp!" Trunks hissed as he finally noticed the spectators. "What are we going to do?!?" Trunks looked over to where his friend had been standing, quickly realizing the absence of any Goku look-a-like. A quick inspection of the area revealed the small Son digging in the rubble. With a growl he stomped over to where Goten was standing.
"Hey Trunks? What's this?" Goten showed a slightly dirty round object that kind of looked like a pocket watch with a green graphing on it.
"Goten! I-It's the Dragon Radar!!" Trunks grinned and snatched the radar out of Goten's hand. Goten whined a little but Trunks went on to explain.
"Look! We'll use this to get the dragon balls and wish that the house was back together!"
"Yeaaay! Then Kaasan won't have to use the frying pan!" This was a good thing. "Let's go!"
"With that the two boys were up in the air and long gone, they had gotten ahead of themselves and stopped and turned around.
"First one is that way..." Trunks grinned sheepishly.
A/N: Hmm yes it is that way...*points in several directions* I don't exactly know when I will update because like most inexperianced writers I have no what the heck is going to be in the body of this story, I know how it is going to end but I would really appreciate it if you e-mailed idea's to me at Cherryblossommercenary@yahoo.com so that if I use your idea it won't be seen in the reviews to give it away :)
Good writing to all and to all a good review :)
Disclaimer: Lessson number one: How to say Do Not Own in English. *looks around* Duh! Don't Own!
~Chapter One: Ooooo! You did it now!~
Goten hopped around for a second clasping his hand's over his mouth and dancing in place, all caught up in the effort of not laughing. Goten's eyes wandered once more and the laughter escaped, his hands had taken themselves up into another task of pointing at a black pile of soot that had suspiciously angry ice blue eyes.
"Another laugh and I will kidnap the fridge at your house." Trunks growled an tried to brush the remnants of Capsule Corperation off of him.
"How do you kidnap a fridge? It would be fridge-nap, right?" Goten questioned with the ever so popular innocent Son face.
'ooh, he'd get right out of this. I'll be stuck with all the blame! He was the one who fell onto "The Button".' Trunks all of a sudden didn't feel so good as he took the surroundings in. He stood in the middle of a supposedly circular pile of wrecked steel and stone. 'not good! not good! not good!'
"Goten! We blew up Capsule Corp!" Trunks hissed as he finally noticed the spectators. "What are we going to do?!?" Trunks looked over to where his friend had been standing, quickly realizing the absence of any Goku look-a-like. A quick inspection of the area revealed the small Son digging in the rubble. With a growl he stomped over to where Goten was standing.
"Hey Trunks? What's this?" Goten showed a slightly dirty round object that kind of looked like a pocket watch with a green graphing on it.
"Goten! I-It's the Dragon Radar!!" Trunks grinned and snatched the radar out of Goten's hand. Goten whined a little but Trunks went on to explain.
"Look! We'll use this to get the dragon balls and wish that the house was back together!"
"Yeaaay! Then Kaasan won't have to use the frying pan!" This was a good thing. "Let's go!"
"With that the two boys were up in the air and long gone, they had gotten ahead of themselves and stopped and turned around.
"First one is that way..." Trunks grinned sheepishly.
A/N: Hmm yes it is that way...*points in several directions* I don't exactly know when I will update because like most inexperianced writers I have no what the heck is going to be in the body of this story, I know how it is going to end but I would really appreciate it if you e-mailed idea's to me at Cherryblossommercenary@yahoo.com so that if I use your idea it won't be seen in the reviews to give it away :)
Good writing to all and to all a good review :)