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Wrong Doings
Written By: Hanako Takiuchi
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A broken body tumbled to the ground. She knew she had to go on, for her cause. Yes, it may be a pointless cause, but a cause none-the-less. It was the only thing she had to fight for - nothing else mattered in her pathetic life.
Good-hearted Son Gokou looked down upon her in disgust. His black eyes staring accusingly at her. "How dare you go against your own kind, such as you did? It's pathetic! Even Freezer has more honor than you!"
She was confused. Son Gokou was good-hearted! Not an evil thought in his mind! But...but how could he be like THIS, if that was so? Gasping, she rolled to the side, as two more bodies joined by her side. Floating high above by Son, were Son Gohan and Vegita.
"We're defeated. There's nothing else to do." the male said, gazing sullenly at his torn and battered sock puppets barely staying on his hands.
"Mistress D," the other said. "It's over. Son Gokou can't even stand us. What our enemy did was nothing. What we did was ludicrous!"
"Well, they've finally realized what idiots they truly are! Hmph. It's about time." muttered Vegita, folding his arms. "Sock puppets, Mistresses, Flames! What idiotic people they are!" a smirk took form on his Saiyajin lips. " But what more can you expect?"
"Nothing." Son Gohan shrugged. "Let's finish these bakas off. Videl-chan is waiting for me, and I have more important things to do with my life, other than wasting my time on losers like these people."
Vegita shrugged. "Hmph. I could always spar with Kakarotto. But this has been fun! Jaa, Bakas!"
"HOLD IT!" Came a voice from high above. Vegita, Son Gokou, and Son Gohan turned around.
Vegita growled under his breath. "Brat! Don't try to stop us from doing this!"
Trunks smiled, cocking his head at his impulsive father. "Why, Tousan, I would NEVER! In fact, I have a new playmate for us to play with!" With a smirk that made even Vegita cringe, Trunks kicked another beaten person to the ground, where the unfortunate soul tumbled to the ground unconscious. "Now, where were we? Oh, yeah, that's right."
"BURNING ATTACK!"
"KAMEHAMEHA!"
"MASENKO!"
"FINAL FLASH!"
And, as the blasts consumed the Idiot Quartet, they knew that they should have done one thing, before their end came: gotten lives.
Mistress D, Ruler of Sock Puppets, Condemned Binary, and Flames were killed in a titanic-proportioned explosion, and were reduced to nothing more than ash. The souls of the quartet wandered in limbo for the rest of eternity, wondering if they would ever escape their agony and have vengeance on those that had killed them.
Meanwhile, Vegita, Trunks, Son Goku, and Son Gohan all flew home laughing. All in the day's work!
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Owari
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Takiuchi Hanako's Note: This story has no point. It was just a spur of the moment thing, and has no real main storyline. I apologize for wasting your time on such trivial fanfics, and topics. The Idiot Quartet were from, ah, Kami, huh. Let's just say that they escaped from Corrupt Littérateur Hell. :P
Oh yes, for any of the first readers who happened to read this, you'll find that I corrected all of my mistakes. I added Trunks and Condemned Binary in at the last minute (some of you have most likely figured out why I did that. :P), and I forgot to change "trio" to "quartet" and to add Trunks' name in with the "Meanwhile, Vegeta, Son Gokou, and Son Gohan all flew home laughing". Gomen nasai, faulty memory. Also, I changed the spelling of Vegita's name from Bejita. That was another mistake on my part...you won't even be able to guess how I managed that one. ;D