This is an attempt at humor so, blame the TV show's that I watch. and the
internet.
I don't own it, duh!
Capsule Corp. Eleven AM Monday
The predator skulked his way down the stairs, keeping his keen senses tuned to the sounds of its pack. Turning a corner, the vertically challenged beast spotted his prey. He leapt, tore it open and pulled out its insides. Sitting the spoils of the hunt, the predator began to tear at his food with his sharp teeth.
Bulma had just gotten to bed, pulled the covers over her head when an overly squeaky noise pierced the silence. Sitting up she yelled, "VEGETA! ANSWER THE STUPID DOOR!" The before mentioned saiya-jin quickly dropped the contents of the fridge he had just raided, on the ground and scurried his way to the door speedily, knowing the fate of those who do not obey. Trunks hadn't left his room in a month.
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!" cried Vegeta, clutching his ribs at the sight of the two men on the other side of the door. "What are you laughing at?" one asked in a gravely voice. "Have you looked in a mirror?" Vegeta chocked out. The two men standing before him where dressed in tuxedos of fluresant pink with matching sunglasses. The other one raised an eyebrow, "Are you.ummm.Vegeta Oujisama?" "Of course you flueresantly dressed bakayaro." Vegeta smirked, putting on his I'm-the-greatest-in-the-world face. "Will you please step outside." The other said. Vegeta pretended to think, "Hmmmmmm. how about. no!" He promptly slammed the door in their faces. There was a knock at the door. Vegeta opened the door to see they were still standing there. "We implore you to reconsider." One said. "How about no." Vegeta slammed the door. There was a knock in a nearby cupboard. Vegeta slowly opened the door only to yell "no" and slam it again. He walked off grumbling about no-good bakas with stupid tuxes when the cupboard next emitted knocking noises.
Capsule Corp. Vegeta's Room Twelve AM Monday
The vertically challenged saiya-jin sat on his waterbed trembling, paranoia setting in to his ouji-brain. He had been opening every door in the place to find them behind it. Suddenly the door burst open and a huge figure burst out of the doorway squealing, "HIIIIIIIII LIIIIIIIIIIITTLE VEEEEEEEEEEEEEGGIE! Uhhhh. lil Veggie?" Goku looked around for a bit until, "Hey lil Veggie!" Goku pulled his bed covers from around his head, "What ya' doing down there?" "N-nothing K-kakarotto." Vegeta said glancing around. "Veggie, are you scared?" Goku teased. "NO! The great and power-" "-ful saiya-jin no ouji don't get scared." giggled Goku. Vegeta sweatdropped he had guessed it perfectly. Suddenly there was a loud yell from downstairs. "You didn't tell Onna you came here did you?" Vegeta said flatly. Goku grinned, "Nope." Vegeta glanced around, looking for an escape route when the window burst open and men in pink tuxedos swarmed into the room. They shoved gas masks on them, drugging them instantly. Chi-Chi chose this moment to burst into the room. "You're trying to take my Goku aren't you!" she screamed at the nearest person. "Yes ma'am we are." His comrade glanced over. The man pulled out a large banana out of his pocket. "Please look at the glowy thing." Chi-Chi looked at the banana, then at his pocket then at the banana. She looked up, "How that fit in there?" "I have no idea." He said then whacked her on the head with a crowbar.
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Vegeta opened his eyes to find himself strapped to a incredibly cold table. "Hi Veggie." Said Goku, who was similarly strapped to another table. "Where are we?" "Dunno, but it's really cold." The door next to them opened and a pink tuxedoed man walked in. "Welcome." Goku grinned. Vegeta frowned. "Hmmm. You are now part on the MIPT new branch, the SIPT. The MIPT tries to control all bad fashions on this planet. Your branch, on Japan alone." Vegeta smirked, "What a stupid thing! You bakas!" "Well, I'll leave you two to think about it." The man said closing and locking the door behind him. Goku looked at Vegeta, "Now what?"
Will Vegeta and Goku become part of the SIPT or will they go home? Will the humor get better or will the author stuff it up? Will I stop rambling? Find out next time on Fanfiction.net.
Capsule Corp. Eleven AM Monday
The predator skulked his way down the stairs, keeping his keen senses tuned to the sounds of its pack. Turning a corner, the vertically challenged beast spotted his prey. He leapt, tore it open and pulled out its insides. Sitting the spoils of the hunt, the predator began to tear at his food with his sharp teeth.
Bulma had just gotten to bed, pulled the covers over her head when an overly squeaky noise pierced the silence. Sitting up she yelled, "VEGETA! ANSWER THE STUPID DOOR!" The before mentioned saiya-jin quickly dropped the contents of the fridge he had just raided, on the ground and scurried his way to the door speedily, knowing the fate of those who do not obey. Trunks hadn't left his room in a month.
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!" cried Vegeta, clutching his ribs at the sight of the two men on the other side of the door. "What are you laughing at?" one asked in a gravely voice. "Have you looked in a mirror?" Vegeta chocked out. The two men standing before him where dressed in tuxedos of fluresant pink with matching sunglasses. The other one raised an eyebrow, "Are you.ummm.Vegeta Oujisama?" "Of course you flueresantly dressed bakayaro." Vegeta smirked, putting on his I'm-the-greatest-in-the-world face. "Will you please step outside." The other said. Vegeta pretended to think, "Hmmmmmm. how about. no!" He promptly slammed the door in their faces. There was a knock at the door. Vegeta opened the door to see they were still standing there. "We implore you to reconsider." One said. "How about no." Vegeta slammed the door. There was a knock in a nearby cupboard. Vegeta slowly opened the door only to yell "no" and slam it again. He walked off grumbling about no-good bakas with stupid tuxes when the cupboard next emitted knocking noises.
Capsule Corp. Vegeta's Room Twelve AM Monday
The vertically challenged saiya-jin sat on his waterbed trembling, paranoia setting in to his ouji-brain. He had been opening every door in the place to find them behind it. Suddenly the door burst open and a huge figure burst out of the doorway squealing, "HIIIIIIIII LIIIIIIIIIIITTLE VEEEEEEEEEEEEEGGIE! Uhhhh. lil Veggie?" Goku looked around for a bit until, "Hey lil Veggie!" Goku pulled his bed covers from around his head, "What ya' doing down there?" "N-nothing K-kakarotto." Vegeta said glancing around. "Veggie, are you scared?" Goku teased. "NO! The great and power-" "-ful saiya-jin no ouji don't get scared." giggled Goku. Vegeta sweatdropped he had guessed it perfectly. Suddenly there was a loud yell from downstairs. "You didn't tell Onna you came here did you?" Vegeta said flatly. Goku grinned, "Nope." Vegeta glanced around, looking for an escape route when the window burst open and men in pink tuxedos swarmed into the room. They shoved gas masks on them, drugging them instantly. Chi-Chi chose this moment to burst into the room. "You're trying to take my Goku aren't you!" she screamed at the nearest person. "Yes ma'am we are." His comrade glanced over. The man pulled out a large banana out of his pocket. "Please look at the glowy thing." Chi-Chi looked at the banana, then at his pocket then at the banana. She looked up, "How that fit in there?" "I have no idea." He said then whacked her on the head with a crowbar.
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Vegeta opened his eyes to find himself strapped to a incredibly cold table. "Hi Veggie." Said Goku, who was similarly strapped to another table. "Where are we?" "Dunno, but it's really cold." The door next to them opened and a pink tuxedoed man walked in. "Welcome." Goku grinned. Vegeta frowned. "Hmmm. You are now part on the MIPT new branch, the SIPT. The MIPT tries to control all bad fashions on this planet. Your branch, on Japan alone." Vegeta smirked, "What a stupid thing! You bakas!" "Well, I'll leave you two to think about it." The man said closing and locking the door behind him. Goku looked at Vegeta, "Now what?"
Will Vegeta and Goku become part of the SIPT or will they go home? Will the humor get better or will the author stuff it up? Will I stop rambling? Find out next time on Fanfiction.net.