LadyDelores and Miss.S
Sunday, October 22, 2000
Disclaimer: I have no rights to DBZ, but I do own this story. DBZ belongs to Akira Toryiama, and the characters have been used without permission. No infringement is intended, and no monetary gain has been made from this story. My original character Ash, .: cough, cough:. is in no way related to Ash the Wanderer. .:cough, cough:.
"Well ... "
ChiChi continued stirring the pot as she watched her husband try to solve the puzzle. He was holding a piece close to his face, studying it intently. She smiled and looked from the box lid to the completed pieces. She shook her head with amusement.
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Goku lifted another puzzle piece to his nose and inhaled deeply. The packaging fumes made his nose burn, but he felt too good to care. he set the piece on the table, and reached for another.
"Can you not work a child's game?" Vegeta's smug voice penetrated Goku's concentration.
Goku's fume muddled mind tried to comprehend what he meant. "Huh?"
"Those pieces don't go there. Look at the pictures!" Bulma shouted impatiently.
Goku looked from the box, to his puzzle, to the box lid, and finally settled on the completed pieces. "Well ... " he gave an intoxicated laugh,. "Take away my smarts and call me Ash the Wanderer!"
"Hey! Don't dis Ash!" Chiaotzu called from his box on the floor. "He's a good guy. He can't help it if imbeciles trash his work!"
A bright light appeared. A figure emerged and firmly patted Chiaotzu on the head. He whispered softly, "Meet me later,"
Chiaotzu nodded, "The wood shack?"
"We'll need more room, I'm thinking the tool shed."
The conversation ended and the figure turned to all present.
"Oh!" Bulma cried. "You have another fic for us to star in," She turned to her husband. "C'mon Vegeta, let's go to our room."
"Actually, this stars Bra and Tien," Ash interrupted the couple's ascent up the stairs.
The little girl latched on to her mother's arm. "I don't wanna!"
"You don't have a choice, Bra." Ash said stiffly.
Bra started crying and sobbing "No..."
"Ash, she's just a little girl," ChiChi interrupted.
"Fine," Ash's voice was more cocky than usual. "Bulma, Vegeta, in your room. I'll be there to observe in a minute." The couple went up the stairs and Ash turned back to the assembled group. "Gohan, Goten, I'm thinking demon possession for you two. Let's go kill some people, and I'll meet you outside."
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Miss.S stopped driving and pulled the car to the side of the road.
"What's wrong?" LadyDelores asked, but she too was shuddering. "Oh, please no..."
"Ash is writing again," Miss.S said with deceptive calmness.
"Should we try to pay him to stop writing?"
"He didn't listen last time. It won't work, he is too far gone,"
LadyDelores shook her head sadly. "We should brace ourselves."
"Yes," Miss.S agreed, "After all, this is the "God of Fanfiction" we're up against."
END PART ONE
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Well, people were complaining that I didn't write under LadyDelores, so I am going to write as LadyDelores. Heh, heh, heh. This is just part one of an ongoing fic in which Ash-haters fight the creation of Ash's newest story. Ash the Wanderer writes these, so why can't I? (Although I can't believe I'm writing like Ash). Oh yeah, the Ash in this fic is in no way related to Ash the Wanderer. .:snicker:. If any other Ash-bashers want a part in this, e-mail me. I'd love to write you in. (lady_delores_no_space@hotmail.com)