Disclaimer:I do NOT own DBZ, contrary to popular belief(yeah right), so don't sue me, you will only get my wooden whacking spoon. I DO own Veggie, my friend Éowyn owns Piccolina, my friend Neo owns Aria, and Chibi_Cell owns, well, Chibi Cell. And there are other animes thrown in the mix, also. I do not own Gundam Wing, nor do I own Eskaflowne. And with the legal stuff over with, on to the warnings!=P
Warnings:Not much, a few violent scenes, some Japanese and English bad words, no lemon. This is my first DBZ fic I have posted. SO BE NICE OR I WILL WHACK YOU WITH MY WOODEN SPOON!*grins*On to the fic!
Note::Juunana-gou=number 17, Juuhachi-gou=number 18, and Juukuru-gou=number 16.
"For crying out loud!" She complained, "Will you please speed up a little? You're driving too slow!"
"No I won't, you just have to be patient!" He growled.
"Now now, Juuhachi-gou, Juunana-gou! We can't have you two fighting the whole way to Goku's house!" I said. "For twins, you two sure fight a lot!"
"Fine! But will you please tell him to hurry up? I need some new clothes!" Juuhachi-gou complained.
"Juu-Kun, will you please hurry up?" I asked, "Please? For me?"
"*sigh*She always gets me that way..." Juunana-gou said as he speeded up their stolen van.
"Thank you, Juu-Kun!" I replied to his complaint. "When are we gonna get there? I wanna get this over with and have some fun!"
"Well, we should get there in a couple of hours, it should take a few minutes to kill Goku, and then we're free." Juunana-gou replied.
"Thank Kami we're almost there! I need some new clothes too! Do you think they have any armor?" I asked, swishing my tail around.
"I don't think so, Goku is prone to wear Gi's, not Saiyan armor." Juuhachi-gou replied.
"Just great! First, my planet gets destroyed by that freak Frieza, my father and Turlis both die, and when I've finally got some friends on this dirtball, I CAN'T EVEN GET A DECENT PAIR OF ARMOR!" I cried.
"That wife of his might have some dresses you could wear." Juunana-gou said.
"A dress? On me? Please! Like I would wear a dress! It's Saiyan armor for me, ONLY." I replied, grabbing a Popsicle out of a cooler I kept stashed in the back.
"We made some 'friends' today," Juuhachi-gou said.
"Do tell," I replied, stopping from the Popsicle for a moment.
"Well, this Namek named Piccolo attacked us, intent on keeping us from Goku, and a boy named Trunks, a small child named Gohan, a midget named Krillen, and a stubborn fool named Vegeta helped him." Juunana-gou said.
"VEGETA?!" I yelled, choking on my Popsicle.
"Yes," Juuhachi-gou said carefully. "Why?"
"Nothing," I said, grinning evilly. "I just might wear one of those dresses…do you think they have any cloaks?"
"I wouldn't know," Juunana-gou replied. "Why?"
"Oh, no reason, I just decided that those would be better than what I have on," I said while looking at my tattered armor, hoping that I sounded sincere, while returning to my Popsicle.
And that's the end of part one! I hope you liked it! PLEEZE Review! *mumbles* Or I'll whack them with my wooden spoon… *notices you're still there* O_o hehehe…^_^;;; I'll go now… *runs out the door*