"Creativity" Strikes Back – Nonsensical as ever
**So … I haven't slept in two days. I've been busy writing lab reports. Now I have the opportunity to sleep, but what do I do? Write a DBZ story! Be grateful. Heh. Rather, I am grateful if you read it. This is kinda a sequel to "Who Survives my 'Creativity'?" but I don't think you'll be lost in this one if you haven't read the first one.
Well, I haven't a clue what it's going to be about … yet. Let's see where my sleep deprived mind wanders before I stop it.
We rejoin Trunks as he is flying through the air, presumably to look for some hot girls, cheap booze, and well … hot, cheap girls. He has just killed Gohan, Vegeta, an ugly troll, and a girl. He killed Gohan and Vegeta for the hell of it, the girl because she had mocked his "performance," and the troll … well, we don't really care. If YOU care, then read the first story. Let's continue.
Trunks is flying through the air wondering where he could find some cheap liquor and easy women. He finally decides to go to Kame House. Chi-Chi might be there. She probably needs a real man's company because Goku died (and Goku's "real man" potential is arguable anyway, but I digress). And if the Chi-Chi thing doesn't work out then Master Roshi, Krillin, or Yamcha might be there to help him.
Suddenly Trunks realizes something and stops flying.
"Holy shit! I wonder if mom was in Capsule Corp. when I blew it up …" He shrugs and keeps flying.
Suddenly, he stops again.
"HOLY SHIT! My super cool sword was in Capsule Corp! I can't believe it's gone …" and tears trickle down his cheeks. He sniffs, wipes the tears away and gets over it as thoughts of the women he's going to screw later that night fills his mind.
Suddenly, he stops AGAIN. But this time it's because he's at Kame House.
He knocks. Yamcha opens the door, "Hey Trunks."
Trunks walks right past him, screaming at the top of his lungs, "Yamcha! Master Roshi! Krillin?! Anyone home?!"
Yamcha kicks Trunks in the back of the head, "Hey you moron, I'm right here!"
Rubbing his head, "Ow! How'd you get out here so fast? And why'd you kick me?!"
Yamcha rolls his eyes, "Hey Master Roshi, Krillin! Trunks is here to visit."
They both walk out in swanky, white disco suits, gold chains, and platform shoes. Yamcha cringes at the sight.
Trunks, "Oh man! Where'd you get the awesome threads?! Can I borrow them for tonight?"
Krillin, playing it savvy, "Sure bro … but uh, why do you need them for tonight?"
"For the chicks, man! I need to get some action, so I want to look good for the ladies. But there's a problem, I need the chicks first." Number 18 walks out to see what's up. Trunks continues without noticing her, "I figured you'd know where I could find some easy women … or at least a hooker."
Sternly, Number 18, "Krillin, why is he asking you?"
Krillin, to his wife, "No reason! The kid's flipped his lid," then leaning toward and hissing at Trunks, discreetly pointing to Number 18, "Ix-nay on the ooker-hay."
Trunks doesn't know pig latin. He is confused. "What? You want me to sleep with Number 18?" He saunters over to her, "Hey baby … what's your sign?" And he points at her and winks with a cheesy grin on his face.
Krillin smacks his forehead with the heel of his hand.
Number 18 blinks. In a blur she tosses Trunks through the ceiling, dusting her hands as he falls back through the same hole.
Trunks stands, "A simple 'Not interested' would suffice. Geez."
Chi-Chi walks in, followed by Bulma.
"Hey! Mom! I didn't kill you afterall!" Everyone stands there thinking Trunks is the dumbest thing on earth (but only because Goku is dead). Trunks looks at them dumbly. "Well I didn't."
Bulma puts her hands on her hips, "And what do you want? A medal?"
"No. Girls. And sex. And then maybe a cigarette. Yeah, that'd be nice. Then, more girls. Then some food. Mmmm, I like food. Hey mom? Can you make me a sexy sandwich – I mean, a salami sandwich?"
Flatly, "No. What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at home?"
"No. I blew it up."
Everyone (all together now), "What?!"
Bulma, "Trunks! Where will we live?!"
"Don't know, don't care. I just want –"
Cut off by everyone, "Sex! We know!"
"Right, but see, that girl back at Capsule Corp. didn't satisfy my gigantic Saiyan sex drive. And then I killed her, which made it WORSE …
some sort of fetish, I imagine – hey, they are Saiyans, after all … they "enjoy" killing
"… So after I killed Vegeta and Gohan and blew up the house … Hey, why aren't you two trying to kill me?" referring to Chi-Chi and Bulma. "I killed GOHAN. And VEGETA."
Chi-Chi sighs, "Well, Gohan was getting on my nerves with all that rambling about 'I have to study, I need good grades, *I saved the world!*' If you hadn't killed him, I would have."
Bulma cuts right in, "I never even liked Vegeta. I just used him for the sex. Ugh, I still can't believe I let myself get pregnant. That really screwed up my life. But now …" She eyes Chi-Chi.
Chi-Chi, "Now we are free of all the over protective men. Hey Bulma, let's get back to what we were doing before Trunks crashed through the floor of the bedroom upstairs."
Bulma, "You're on!" And they start kissing each other passionately.
Master Roshi's eyes explode and he has a heart attack.
I think we all know why
But no one cares.
Krillin stares and drool runs down his chin as the women being to feel each other up. Number 18 drops an elbow on the top of his head. She can because she's about three feet taller than him. He's knocked out cold.
Trunks is rather indifferent to all this. His thoughts are elsewhere.
Yamcha has been leaning on the wall adjacent to the two women. One of them he has always loved. The same one whose "mate" is now dead. He decides to make his move. He pushes Bulma aside, and kisses her. "Her" … Chi-Chi! Yamcha kisses Chi-Chi! Chi-Chi is so surprised and disgusted that she plunges her fist through his chest.
Yeah, he's dead now.
This snaps Trunks out of his fantasy (which included himself, a beautiful blonde, a hot tub, the troll he'd killed in the last story, fried chicken, and an umbrella). He sees that Yamcha and Master Roshi are dead, and Krillin is unconscious.
"DAMN IT! Now who's going to help me get a hook up tonight?! I'm so screwed! Well, no I'm not, but I wish I were! Ugh, I'm so angry I could kill someone!"
With an anguished scream and some lightning, a yellow flash engulfs him. Wow. He's a supersaiyan. An extremely horny, pissed off supersaiyan.
He points at the three women left standing, "It's your fault! They were the only one's who could help me and you've – you've –!" He quickly spins in a circle, his arm sweeping through the air, releasing an energy blast that radiates away from him. Kame House is destroyed and so are the people that were once inside it.
Trunks stands amongst the rubble, swearing to himself.
Suddenly, there is blue lightning in the sky. The clouds blacken. A hole opens above him, shining blue light to the ground in a circle in front of him.
The Supreme Ki materializes. "Trunks! I've been looking all over for you! I need your help!"
****Why does the Supreme Ki need Trunks' help? Next Chapter … hurry, look!
**So … I haven't slept in two days. I've been busy writing lab reports. Now I have the opportunity to sleep, but what do I do? Write a DBZ story! Be grateful. Heh. Rather, I am grateful if you read it. This is kinda a sequel to "Who Survives my 'Creativity'?" but I don't think you'll be lost in this one if you haven't read the first one.
Well, I haven't a clue what it's going to be about … yet. Let's see where my sleep deprived mind wanders before I stop it.
We rejoin Trunks as he is flying through the air, presumably to look for some hot girls, cheap booze, and well … hot, cheap girls. He has just killed Gohan, Vegeta, an ugly troll, and a girl. He killed Gohan and Vegeta for the hell of it, the girl because she had mocked his "performance," and the troll … well, we don't really care. If YOU care, then read the first story. Let's continue.
Trunks is flying through the air wondering where he could find some cheap liquor and easy women. He finally decides to go to Kame House. Chi-Chi might be there. She probably needs a real man's company because Goku died (and Goku's "real man" potential is arguable anyway, but I digress). And if the Chi-Chi thing doesn't work out then Master Roshi, Krillin, or Yamcha might be there to help him.
Suddenly Trunks realizes something and stops flying.
"Holy shit! I wonder if mom was in Capsule Corp. when I blew it up …" He shrugs and keeps flying.
Suddenly, he stops again.
"HOLY SHIT! My super cool sword was in Capsule Corp! I can't believe it's gone …" and tears trickle down his cheeks. He sniffs, wipes the tears away and gets over it as thoughts of the women he's going to screw later that night fills his mind.
Suddenly, he stops AGAIN. But this time it's because he's at Kame House.
He knocks. Yamcha opens the door, "Hey Trunks."
Trunks walks right past him, screaming at the top of his lungs, "Yamcha! Master Roshi! Krillin?! Anyone home?!"
Yamcha kicks Trunks in the back of the head, "Hey you moron, I'm right here!"
Rubbing his head, "Ow! How'd you get out here so fast? And why'd you kick me?!"
Yamcha rolls his eyes, "Hey Master Roshi, Krillin! Trunks is here to visit."
They both walk out in swanky, white disco suits, gold chains, and platform shoes. Yamcha cringes at the sight.
Trunks, "Oh man! Where'd you get the awesome threads?! Can I borrow them for tonight?"
Krillin, playing it savvy, "Sure bro … but uh, why do you need them for tonight?"
"For the chicks, man! I need to get some action, so I want to look good for the ladies. But there's a problem, I need the chicks first." Number 18 walks out to see what's up. Trunks continues without noticing her, "I figured you'd know where I could find some easy women … or at least a hooker."
Sternly, Number 18, "Krillin, why is he asking you?"
Krillin, to his wife, "No reason! The kid's flipped his lid," then leaning toward and hissing at Trunks, discreetly pointing to Number 18, "Ix-nay on the ooker-hay."
Trunks doesn't know pig latin. He is confused. "What? You want me to sleep with Number 18?" He saunters over to her, "Hey baby … what's your sign?" And he points at her and winks with a cheesy grin on his face.
Krillin smacks his forehead with the heel of his hand.
Number 18 blinks. In a blur she tosses Trunks through the ceiling, dusting her hands as he falls back through the same hole.
Trunks stands, "A simple 'Not interested' would suffice. Geez."
Chi-Chi walks in, followed by Bulma.
"Hey! Mom! I didn't kill you afterall!" Everyone stands there thinking Trunks is the dumbest thing on earth (but only because Goku is dead). Trunks looks at them dumbly. "Well I didn't."
Bulma puts her hands on her hips, "And what do you want? A medal?"
"No. Girls. And sex. And then maybe a cigarette. Yeah, that'd be nice. Then, more girls. Then some food. Mmmm, I like food. Hey mom? Can you make me a sexy sandwich – I mean, a salami sandwich?"
Flatly, "No. What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at home?"
"No. I blew it up."
Everyone (all together now), "What?!"
Bulma, "Trunks! Where will we live?!"
"Don't know, don't care. I just want –"
Cut off by everyone, "Sex! We know!"
"Right, but see, that girl back at Capsule Corp. didn't satisfy my gigantic Saiyan sex drive. And then I killed her, which made it WORSE …
some sort of fetish, I imagine – hey, they are Saiyans, after all … they "enjoy" killing
"… So after I killed Vegeta and Gohan and blew up the house … Hey, why aren't you two trying to kill me?" referring to Chi-Chi and Bulma. "I killed GOHAN. And VEGETA."
Chi-Chi sighs, "Well, Gohan was getting on my nerves with all that rambling about 'I have to study, I need good grades, *I saved the world!*' If you hadn't killed him, I would have."
Bulma cuts right in, "I never even liked Vegeta. I just used him for the sex. Ugh, I still can't believe I let myself get pregnant. That really screwed up my life. But now …" She eyes Chi-Chi.
Chi-Chi, "Now we are free of all the over protective men. Hey Bulma, let's get back to what we were doing before Trunks crashed through the floor of the bedroom upstairs."
Bulma, "You're on!" And they start kissing each other passionately.
Master Roshi's eyes explode and he has a heart attack.
I think we all know why
But no one cares.
Krillin stares and drool runs down his chin as the women being to feel each other up. Number 18 drops an elbow on the top of his head. She can because she's about three feet taller than him. He's knocked out cold.
Trunks is rather indifferent to all this. His thoughts are elsewhere.
Yamcha has been leaning on the wall adjacent to the two women. One of them he has always loved. The same one whose "mate" is now dead. He decides to make his move. He pushes Bulma aside, and kisses her. "Her" … Chi-Chi! Yamcha kisses Chi-Chi! Chi-Chi is so surprised and disgusted that she plunges her fist through his chest.
Yeah, he's dead now.
This snaps Trunks out of his fantasy (which included himself, a beautiful blonde, a hot tub, the troll he'd killed in the last story, fried chicken, and an umbrella). He sees that Yamcha and Master Roshi are dead, and Krillin is unconscious.
"DAMN IT! Now who's going to help me get a hook up tonight?! I'm so screwed! Well, no I'm not, but I wish I were! Ugh, I'm so angry I could kill someone!"
With an anguished scream and some lightning, a yellow flash engulfs him. Wow. He's a supersaiyan. An extremely horny, pissed off supersaiyan.
He points at the three women left standing, "It's your fault! They were the only one's who could help me and you've – you've –!" He quickly spins in a circle, his arm sweeping through the air, releasing an energy blast that radiates away from him. Kame House is destroyed and so are the people that were once inside it.
Trunks stands amongst the rubble, swearing to himself.
Suddenly, there is blue lightning in the sky. The clouds blacken. A hole opens above him, shining blue light to the ground in a circle in front of him.
The Supreme Ki materializes. "Trunks! I've been looking all over for you! I need your help!"
****Why does the Supreme Ki need Trunks' help? Next Chapter … hurry, look!
