Dicsclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Z, but I do own Vegeta! {Lawyer glares
at me} Fine, fine. I don't own Vegeta, but come on! Please? No? Fine. I do
NOT own anything on DB, DBZ, or DBGT. I own the plot of my story and my own
made-up characters on this story though. That's all.
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Chibi Episode 1: AAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
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An: I've only done one humor fic in my life, and since I read this over and over I don't know if it's funny. So PLEASE give me your opinions. Please no flames on OOC or anything. If you can't deal with it then it's not your kinda fic. And some of the outrageous things that happened are typed by me cuz I am the author and I HAVE THE POWER! HAHA! I'm open to suggestions! Just REVIEW!
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"WHAT DO YOU WISH FOR, MORTALS??" Porunga roared.
"MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAMWAHAHAHAH-" laughter echoed through the desert.
"SHUT UP!" a female voice hissed at the other.
"Sorry, -" a male voice apologized, and he was about to open his mouth to say something after the sorry, but-
"Do NOT say my name!!" She yelled at him.
"Okay," He said, taking a step backwards.
The two were cloaked in black cloaks. It was currently night outside and the moon was shining brightly.
"Good. Now, Porunga, old buddy, ol' pal," the female grinned mischiefiously. "Grant us three wishes. Okay, first of all I wish-"
"MWAHA-" She hit her partner in the stomach with her elbow.
"As I was saying: I wish Vegeta, Goku, Bulma, ChiChi, Goten, Gohan, Trunks, Seventeen, Eighteen, Videl, Piccolo, and Yamcha were all eight years old," She couldn't help, but grin.
"GRANTED," Porunga said, his eyes glowing red for two seconds to grant.
"I get a wish!" He said. "You promised."
"Fine," She sighed dramatically as if it was a big deal.
"I wish...!" He finished, laughing until She elbowed him in the stomach again.
You readers must be thinking "What did he wish?" hmmm...YOU'LL FINE OUT! Just not now.
"GRANTED," Porunga bellowed.
"Why'd you wish THAT?! What a waste," She grumbled unhappily, but she had actually thought it was a great idea. "Fine. The LAST wish is that they have to go to school in Second grade boarding school."
The dragon smirked. *THIS certainly will be interesting.*
"That is granted," Porunga said. "But just because you are my FRIEND then I'll get you one more wish for this."
"REALLY?! Great!" She grinned. "I wish that this wish couldn't be undone unless I undo it."
"GRANTED!" Porunga yelled, the huge balls shooting out and the dragon going somewhere else.
"Since when did Porunga learn english?" He asked, scratching his head.
"Who cares? Just get out the Earth balls," She demanded.
"ARISE SHENLONG!" He yelled.
"WHAT DO YOU WISH FOR, MORTALS?!" it bellowed.
"Geesh. Do the dragons have to start like that?" He muttered.
"I wish this will take place in an alternate universe!" She wished.
"GRANTED! Second wish?"
"I wish,-"
What did She wish for?
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Vegeta yawned tiredly and turned over as an alarm clock awoke him. He growled when it didn't stop. Vegeta turned back to his left and threw the blankets off of him. Then, Vegeta threw the clock and stomped on it. He smirked when it stopped. "Damn clock," he muttered. His voice had sounded rather...different? He shook his head. "Nah," he thought.
With his eyes closed he went to the bathroom...or rather the wall? What the hell? The bathroom was always on the right side in his room?! He muttered something as he opened his eyes and rubbed them. He looked at the room. This room was rather..strange. The things were a whole lot smaller. Like the bed and dresser...and who was that in that other bed? And another person?! And another-oh wait. That one was just an empty bed, but the other two looked occupied. This sure was strange.
Was this a silly joke?
A dream?
He pinched himself.
Guess not.
Somehow he felt short...well shorter than usual. This had to be a joke his mate played on him. Yeah, that was it. He crept to the bed with the other occupant in it. Who was it? He pulled back the covers to the person in one of the other two beds. His eyes narrowed. Who the heck was it? Spiky ebony hair that went in seven different directions. How strange. It kinda looked like Goten, but it looked much more like...Goku?
How was that possible?
Nah.
Vegeta went to the other occupant in the room. He pulled the covers over to reveal...a pillow. (-_-") Vegeta raised an eyebrow. Someone had been sleeping here. He went to take another step in a different direction to the other occupant again, but...he tripped. He muttered a curse then got up and looked at the thing that had tripped him. He almost fell over in shock!
It had grown back.
And it happened to be his tail.
What the he-
"What in the name of Kami!" he yelled all of the sudden.
He ran to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. His eyes widened. Spiky bangs. What?! He hadn't had bangs since he was a child. Shorter than usual. His tail. Well, that was actually nice, but...by kami he looked like he was EIGHT YEARS OLD?!
"AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!" Vegeta screamed.
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Goku yawned as he heard a scream. He muttered something about food then shot up. This wasn't his room. And why was there something brown flicking around him. Oh, that was just his tail. Wait...his tail? Goku blinked. His first thought was, "Maybe it missed me." He did feel short. He hadn't felt short since he was a little kid. He got off of the bed.
"Hey...is that you, Vegeta?" Goku asked as he entered the bathroom.
Vegeta gave a look that could kill.
At least it wasn't ChiChi with her frying pan.
Hey, what had happened to Goku's voice? It seemed more...hmm...different?
And why did Vegeta looked, er, chibi-like?
"OF COURSE IT'S ME YOU BAKA!" came the mad reply.
Woah, Vegeta's voice sounded rather...not as deep and sexy as it was. Not that Goku had thought it was sexy. No way! It was Strawberrychan who thought that. This voice sounded rather higher. Really high...Goku's wasn't even that high.
Goku blinked.
This sure wasn't Vegeta.
"You're not Vegeta. Are you his child or something? Did Bulma have another kid?" Goku asked, scratching his head.
"I am VEGETA! Prince Vegeta of the strongest race in the whole universe. Are who are you, fool? Kakarott or Kakarott's youngest brat," Vegeta asked.
"I'm Goku," Goku replied. "Hey...have you gotten taller or is it just me?"
"Me taller than YOU? For once..." Vegeta's eyes lit up. "OH BY KAMI I AM taller THAN YOU!!! HAHAHA!"
Vegeta was taller?
What?
Had hell finally taken over?
Wait...
Vegeta WAS TALLER!!!
"DID I SHRINK?!" Goku screeched, jumping high in the air, but he hit the ceiling with his head when he jumped too high. "Ouch."
Vegeta jumped for joy and began singing, "I'm taller! I'm taller! Kami has forgiven me and made me taller! And you're chubbier! Chubbier, chubbier!"
"You kind of are too..y'know...!" Goku pouted.
Goku didn't like being shorter than Vegeta. It wasn't fair!!
Vegeta stopped skipping around.
"Hey...is there any chocolates around?" the little chibi asked.
Goku sweatdropped. "Uh, Vegeta-"
"I MUST HAVE CHOCOLATE!" Vegeta screamed.
"Calm down Ve-"
"SHUT UP, KAKAROTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Vegeta screamed and ran out of the room.
Goku blinked.
What had just happened?
He shrugged.
So...
He needed food, so Goku went out of the room and caught up with Vegeta.
Now, the food.
But...why were they still wearing their pajamas?
Was it PJ day?
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"Strawberries," a little girl mumbled sleepily, half-asleep.
Bulma rolled over a little...then a little more...then...
*SPLAT*
She fell off the bed. She got up and looked around. She blinked. The room sure was different. It was..er...very different. For one..it was orange, and there were two bunkbeds in the room. She felt this weird feeling in her back...she looked behind her. *Gasp* She...had a TAIL?! When had that happened? And she felt rather...short. And what was this sudden urge for juicy, red...strawberries?
"You're finally up!" a voice said in joy.
Bulma turned around. There was a girl about 8 in front of her. She had short straight black hair that reached her shoulders, ebony eyes, and short straight then bangs above her eyes. She sure looked familiar. Somehow, but from where? Bulma got on her "thinking face" and began thinking. The girl gave her a bewildered look.
"Who're you, little girl?" Bulma asked.
Little? HA! Bulma was little herself.
"I am NOT little!" she screeched. "AND YOU'RE JUST A LITTLE TALLER THAN ME BY A MILIMETER!"
Bulma winced. The girl's voice was loud.
But...why did Bulma's voice sound so squeaky and high-pitched?
"Oh, and I'm ChiChi," the girl said happily, her voice going normal. "You must be my new roomate in this boardin' school."
"Uh...ChiChi?" Bulma's eyes widened.
Was this a dream?
But it felt real.
But...it was a dream.
Yes, it was a dream...
And so...why not play along with it?
"Yeah. And our other schoolmates are Videl and Eighteen. They're really nice!" ChiChi said, grinning happily. "Anyway, let's get dressed then go eat. Oh...why do you have a tail? That's..."
"Uh...because...because my father was a monkey," Bulma blurted out on first thought.
Not only did Bulma have her tail, but she realized...her senses had heightened so much more. The only bad part was when people might scream and hurt her ears. That caused a big hurt. "Wait...did Chi just say Videl and Eighteen? This dream is awesome! Maybe I'll get to see them as little kids!"
ChiChi sweatdropped. "Uh...Bulma? I didn't know know Mr. Briefs was a monkey..."
"NO! I mean...well I gots a tail cuz, um, I justs do," Bulma said.
Woah...now she was beginning to TALK like a kid. When she had been little she had added s's to words that didn't even need the s. And now...she was doing it again.
"Here, put this on," ChiChi got into a drawer and pulled out some of Bulma's stuff. She threw them to her.
"Thanks," Bulma said as she got into what ever Chi had picked out.
Bulma went into the bathroom to look at what had changed first. ChiChi was patiently waiting in the other room. Bulma changed into her clothes which was short blue jean shorts and a navy blue tanktop with her small blue capsule corporation jacket over it. Then, she put on ankle socks with white sneakers.
Bulma looked at herself. She had definetly changed. Her hair was a beautiful LAVENDER. She could pass as her son's sister! When she had been young she had had lavender hair, but when she reached 15 years old it had naturally changed to blue. She had hated it, but then she actually got to like her new look, but now...it was her beautiful purple lavender and reached to the middle of her back. It actually matched her perfectly.
Her eyes were still blue, but they were more exciting, mischiefious, bigger, and eyes that showed that chibi Bulma Briefs was trouble. She couldn't help, but grin. She had small teeth again...her teeth were actually pretty much fine. They didn't look terrible. She had always had good teeth, anyway. Then she noticed...
Well Bulma had no big TITS anymore. That was for sure. Which wasn't too bad...after all, she was only 8 years old in her...dream. (*cough*)
Bulma got out of the bathroom and walked over to ChiChi.
"Finally! Hey, get over here. I wanna braid your hair," ChiChi grinned.
"Okay," Bulma replied. "Hey, where am I, anyways? I don't remembers being here befores."
Again with the s's.
After ChiChi french braided her hair Bulma followed her schoolmate to the cafeteria to eat breakfast. But ChiChi had taken the opposite direction of the smell of the food. Bulma shrugged. Maybe it was a short cut.
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ChiChi had sat waiting for Bulma to come out. She sure was strange. Chi had never heard of anyone having a tail. ChiChi had been feeling rather strange though. It felt like she had JUST ARRIVED, but that's not what she remembered. Her memories told her of being at the school...and...and other stuff. ChiChi shook her head and watched as Bulma came back so she could french braid her hair.
Maybe Bulma wasn't strange.
Maybe ChiChi was, or...
They both could be.
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Before ChiChi and Bulma had woken up Eighteen had gotten up. She had to say she was VERY confused. First of all, she was shrunk to the size of an eight- year old. And her power had dimished by far, but it was still there. She still was VERY strong, but not as strong as she should be. Her looks had changed too. Her hair was now an inch past her shoulders. It looked more blonde than usual. Her eyes didn't look as cold as she actually wanted them to be. They were bigger, rounder, and more...different. She wasn't short. Nope.
"What the hell?" Eighteen asked as she stopped examining herself in the mirror.
She looked at the other occupants in the bed. There was this lavender haired girl which Eighteen didn't recognize. Another looked sort of like ChiChi, but the other bed was empty. Eighteen got dressed in her chibi-like clothes and walked out the door. She wanted to look around this ugly place.
"Hey," a voice said behind her.
On instinct Eighteen turned around and sent a punch to them. She stopped an inch from the shocked girl's face. Eighteen didn't remove her fist, but narrowed her eyes at the girl. The girl had short dark dark brown hair that was a tiny bit spiky and went to her ear. Her eyes were bright blue. She had on a blue skirt, white shoes, and a long-sleeve white button up shirt.
"Who are you" Eighteen asked.
Her small fist lowered.
"I'm Videl..who're you?" she narrowed her eyes.
"I'm Eighteen," she quickly replied.
Both stared at each other for about a minute.
"Videl...Satan?" Eighteen questioned.
"Yes...have I seen you before? I thought I knew you around, but I guess not..." Videl said.
"Damn. She doesn't remember," Eighteen almost sighed in agitation.
Eighteen knew this wasn't a dream. She didn't dream much at all. And this felt very weird. But...what did she care? Change was pretty cool. Even if she happened to be a little kid now...
"I've been wonderin' around these halls quite some time. I don't know where here is, 'ough," Videl sighed and stuck out her lower lip.
"Same here," Eighteen said.
"And I don't 'member nothing," Videl pouted.
Eighteen sighed. "Come on. I smell food around here, so to the food-place we go. I am rather...hungry."
"Cool-o!" Videl exclaimed, jumping up and down.
Eighteen sweatdropped.
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Trunks and Goten yawned tiredly and simultaneously got up. They blinked a few times. This wasn't their room. Where were they at? Both changed to whatever things they had in the dresser. Which turned out to be Goten's normal orange gi with his boots and Trunks's normal dark blue gi with his boots. There were normal clothes in there, but for now there gis seemed really comfortable. (Think buu saga gis)
"Where are we, Trunks?" Goten asked.
"We are......" Trunks tried to be the smart one and come up with the answer, "in a room."
Goten blinked. "I know THAT, but - wait - do you look a little younger or is it just me?"
"How can you tell? I feel the same," Trunks said.
"I guess," Goten shrugged. "Hey...who's that?"
He pointed to the other bunkbed with an empty bed at the top and a small figure under blankets.
"I dunno. Let's look," Trunks suggested.
They quietly crept towards the bed.
"Stop pushing me, Goten!" Trunks whined because he was in front of Goten.
"I'm not pushin'," Goten grinned.
Then he pushed Trunks to the floor.
"Hey!" Trunks yelled.
The other person under the covers stirred.
"SSHHHH! Be quiet or you'll wake him," Goten whispered.
"ME?! WHY SHOULD I BE QUITE?! YOU SHOVED ME!" Trunks screamed.
"NO I DIDN'T!" Goten argued.
"DID TOO!"
"DID NOT!"
"DID TOO!"
"DID NOT!"
"DID NOT!"
"DID TOO!"
"BEEEEEE QUITE, GOTEN AND TRUNKS!!!!!!!!!!"
The two chibis turned their head to see an angry kid about 8 years old. His hair ebony was very spiky and was a little long and reached about the middle of his back. His eyes were the same ebony as his hair. He looked rather...familiar. He was Trunks's height. (all of the chibis are cute and so is this one!)
"How'd you know our names?" Trunks asked.
"Don't kid with me, guys," the kid said. Then he blinked. "What happened to my...voice?" he panicked and stood up. "Why do you guys look as tall as me? WHERE'S MY ROOM?! And, Trunks, why do you look a year younger? Huh? And...my hairs long...AND I HAVE MY TAIL!"
Of course, he liked his tail back. That was the one thing he favored.
"Who're you?" Goten asked.
"MY NAME IS GOHAN!" Gohan was panicking. "What did you guys do?!"
"Gohan? Huh? But my brother is tall and older. You're the same age as me!" Goten said.
"I AM Gohan." Gohan sniffled.
Trunks pulled Goten aside and whispered. "I really think he is telling the truth."
"But his HAIR is different then my brothers."
"We should test him."
"Yeah."
(Gohan's hair is exactly the cool spiky hair when he fought against Nappa. I LOVED that style of his hair. Spiky and a little long. And he had his cute tail! Gohan is really cute in this fic. He not my most favoritest characters, but I do think he's really cute when he's a chibi. I did hate that hair-style when he went against Frieza. Yuck! It was all gelled and cut...)
The duo turned back to Gohan.
"What is my most favoritest thing to do..." Goten gave him a suspicious look," GOHAN."
"Eat," Gohan said flatly. "Just like dad."
"That's correct, but-"
"Just shut up, please. Tell me what happened? Why am I EIGHT years old? And where is Videl? Is she all right?"
"I don't know," Trunks shrugged.
*BIG LOUD ROARING SOUND*
"Duck and cover!" Gohan yelled as he dived under the bunk bed with Trunks.
Goten turned red. "Sorry, guys, I'm kinda hungry. Let's go eat..."
"Sounds fine to me!" Gohan said, getting up. "I am REALLY hungry."
"Me too!" Trunks agreed.
So they followed their nose to wherever it goes. (CAFETERIA mostly likely)
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"WHERE THE HELL ARE SOME CHOCOLATES!!!!!!!!?!?!?!?" Vegeta screamed at the top of his lungs as they entered the cafeteria.
"Please excuse my friend, Vegeta...he's a bit cranky," Goku laughed nervously.
"IF I DON'T GET SOME CHOCOLATES NOW. I swear I'LL BLAST YOU TO THE NEXT DIM- "
"Can you shut up?" a voice asked somewhere in the back.
Every student had their heads turned to the chocolate-hungry Vegeta.
Vegeta growled and stomped over to the boy. Vegeta's hair went gold and his eyes teal. He gathered a golden ki blast in his palm and put it an inch from the nine year old's face. The kid's eyes went wide with fear.
"NOW what did you say?" Vegeta snarled viciously.
"I-I..." the boy burst into tears. "HERE!"
He shoved a bag at Vegeta and ran out crying. The bag was filled with chocolate. Vegeta grinned, descending, and sat down and began eating THE CHOCOLATE! Goku went in line and just got a lot of things to eat. Vegeta stopped eating for a second and looked up at the staring faces. He bared his teeth.
"WHAT'RE YOU LOOKING AT?!" Vegeta yelled.
They were too busy eating what Goku had brought and the chocolates to notice anything going on around them.
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Bulma and ChiChi wandered through the hallways. ChiChi had gotten the LOST. And in a school for Kami's sake! Sure, the school was very huge, but ChiChi insisted the cafeteria was this way, but Bulma's nose told otherwise. But Bulma decided not to argue. She did want to see a little through the school. She could try and memorize the room numbers just in case she had to go back through this hallway. They had walked, for what seemed like a few eons or so. Bulma had no completely lost her smell of the food and the cafeteria so she had no idea where they were.
"Where are we?" ChiChi asked, laughing nervously.
Bulma sighed. "Aren't you supposed to tell me? I've never went to this school!"
"This dream is boring me," Bulma pondered, "but I still wanna look around. Maybe I'm in a coma or something and this is what I'm dreaming about, and I'll never get out. Although, I STILL have that strong urge for strawberries. Can you TASTE things in a dream?"
"What are you two doing?" a voice behind them asked.
"Ummm..." Bulma and ChiChi turned around to see...
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Eighteen and Videl entered the cafeteria and their faces brightened. THERE WAS FOOD! Kami, they were starving. They watched as three figures,well two figures were recognizable, go past them, but they weren't sure about the third one. Trunks, Goten, and someone else. But somehow, somewhere they knew him. They decided to get in line and get food then join the three.
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Goten, Gohan, and Trunks walked into the cafeteria, not bothering to look at anyone or anything, except the food. They went in line and stared at the food. The food looked delicious. Bacon, sausage, pancakes, orange-juice, bacon, bacon...and BACON!
"Hiya cutie-pie!" a small girl with pink hair and eyes appeared in front of Gohan. She was pretty cute. She was about Gohan's height.
"Um, hi," Gohan replied, looking back as if she was talking to someone else.
"Oooh! You have a tail! I saw someone with a tail earlier! HOW CUTE!" she chirped, grabbing his tail before he could react.
"Hey!" Gohan said, prying it away from her hands.
"Hey, I'm Goten!" Goten butted in. "This is..." he grinned moving his head toward his brother, "GOHAN, my FANTAAAABULOUS BRO. And he LOOOOVES you. And he wants to smother you with KISSIES." Goten exagerated with the words.
Trunks made kissing sounds. The girl giggled. Gohan tried giving a glare to Goten, but he was blushing a little. Gohan's tail smacked Goten on the arm.
"AAAND when you two grow up he wants to have BAAAABIES. Then I'll...BE AN UNCLE!" he added the last part happily.
"NO I DON'T!! I, um," Gohan didn't want to sound mean. "You're, um, cool and uh...nice ,bu-"
"What a PEEEERFECT start," Trunks grinned, nudging Gohan with his elbow.
"YEAAAHH," Goten agreed.
"GOTEN!!!" Gohan started yelling.
"Oh, and my name's Felice," the girl said, kissing Gohan on the cheek.
Gohan turned a shade darker red. He wouldn't have normally done this, but...he was in an eight year old body, and he was responding to that little kiss.
"Sorry, I'm married," Gohan said casually. Goten and Trunks snickered a little at Gohan's choice of words.
Felice giggled. "Married, silly? No way! You're just a kid."
Gohan realized his mistake. "Well, in my, um, country we can marry at any age. Some people even marry at birth! Yeah!"
"Don't be silly, silly!" Felice giggled again. She latched onto his arm.
"Come to my table and meet my awesome friends."
Goten couldn't help, but giggle a little. He turned from them and let out another giggle. Trunks got caught in the occasional giggles.
"AND THEN THEY CAN ALL LLOOOOOOVE YOU, GOHAN!" Goten said, collapsing in laughter.
"I think I'll pass. Sorry, but I need to get food!" Gohan grabbed Goten and Trunks and cut in front of some boy who didn't even object.
"GOTEN! When I get my hands on you..." Gohan seethed. "I can NOT believe you just did that to me! And in front of an eight year old girl no less! I mean...of all the things to do, Goten. And you, Trunks! Why, her fondness for me will elongate so long that I'll be killed! She's a plague. And she's WAY TOO hospitable for my likings."
"Hospi-what? And elo-what?" Goten gave a bewildered look at Gohan.
Gohan fumed, "The clueless countanence on your face makes me so-"
"Count what?" Goten scatched his head. These words were out of his vocabulary.
"Countenance!" Trunks exclaimed. "You know? The facial expression on someone's face."
"Well, you obviously got your ingeniousness from your mother," Gohan remarked, grinning at Trunks.
"EXCUSE ME!!!" the lunch lady's voice yelled at them.
"Oh, sorry," Gohan apologized.
"NOW Puh-LEASE tell me what you'd like to get?"
"I don't have any money with me..." Goten frowned.
"You don't have to pay. When you're family payed for this school the food costs came with it. Now PICK!"
"Okay!" the trio chirped.
"Now, I'd like..." Gohan took a deep breath.
To order for these three...it might take a while.
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Meanwhile...
An eight year old boy smirked as he had one leg on the cafeteria table and one on the floor. He had on a long-sleeve leather jacket, a sleeveless white shirt under the jacket, black boots, black sunglasses, and black sweatpants. He looked rather...strange, but nobody seemed to care. He was a little taller than average, but not by much. He was actually pretty cool and lookin' good.
His dazzling teeth smiled as he talked to the other eight year old. She was a girl with long red hair, green eyes, and an average weighted figure. She had on a pink dress with red flowers over it. She was actually more cuter than some of the girls.
"Then I said, 'Aight. Wanna fight?'" the boy said. "Then he waz like, 'Bring it on, hotstuff.'" (this kid has a tough-sounding voice and cool one)
"Then what happened?" the girl asked anxiously.
"So then I waz like, 'Are you an idiot or somethin'? You cou'dn't handle me wit' those little fists. So he swung at me and I dodged and I waz like, 'waz you playin' at? Fine, do it the hard way, lil' guy.' But trust me, this boy wazn't little." (Waz, I know is was, but he says it with an edge. Some of his other words too. I'm usually a good speller, trust me)
"Wow, so then what?" her beautiful green eyes sparkled.
"So I swung at 'im like this," the eight year old said, putting his foot back on the floor and making punches in the air as if hitting an opponent.
"Who won?" the girl, Fief, asked.
The boy put his face directly in front of hers. "You really wanna know?" she nodded, he smirked. "After the easy fight I won. The boy waz nothin' 'pared to me."
"Wow..." the girl gazed at him enviously.
"Yeah, but what can I say?" he smirked, sitting down next to her and winking.
"You're sooo brave, Piccolo," she smiled at him, twirling her hair in her finger. The other girls gathered around him sighed deeply.
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You like? You hate? You crack up laughin'? Then...REVIEW! So...where are the other two wished people? How are the other people in the real Z universe reacting? Who asked what Bulma and Videl were doing? Any other questions? Any ideas/suggestions?
S-chan: Trunks! Stop that!
Chibi Trunks: {looks innocent} What am I doing Strawberrychan?
S-chan: You keep playing TAG with Goten around me! I'm not some damn wall!
ChibiGoten: {gasps} You said a BAD word. {smirks} I think I'm gonna tell...MY MOM
S-chan: NOOO!!!! Anything, but that PLEASE!!! Not ChiChi!!
Trunks: We're gonna tell! We're gonna tell!
S-chan: {crosses arms and only smirks} Wanna bet? I can put you two in the story...{grins} wearing. a. dress.
Goten/Trunks: *gasp* You wouldn't dare.
S-chan: Ooooh. I would. And then I could make you girls. With tons of makeup and long girly, curly, hair. And painted toe-nails and fingertails. Then you could be doing ballet! An-
Trunks: NOOO! Anything, but that.
S-chan: Okay. Just don't threatin' me again cuz I'm the author.
Goten: And the author has the power.
S-chan: You betcha! Now the endings all yours guys!
Goten/Trunks: Hey! See that button at the bottom with Review on it? Click it and review the story!
Goten: Don't you like ME the best? I am the bestest!
Trunks: You should review about mwah! I'm the smartest cuz I know bestest isn't even a word.
Goten: It is too!
Trunks: IS NOT!
Goten: IS TOO!
Trunks: IS NOT!
Goten: IS NOT!
Trunks: IS...TOO!
Goten: HA! I win!
Trunks: {frowns and creates a ki ball} You better run, Goten!
Goten: {starts running, but looks back while running and says} PLEASE REVIEW!!!
Trunks: WHY DO YOU ALWAYS GET THE LAST WORD?!
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Chibi Episode 1: AAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
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An: I've only done one humor fic in my life, and since I read this over and over I don't know if it's funny. So PLEASE give me your opinions. Please no flames on OOC or anything. If you can't deal with it then it's not your kinda fic. And some of the outrageous things that happened are typed by me cuz I am the author and I HAVE THE POWER! HAHA! I'm open to suggestions! Just REVIEW!
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"WHAT DO YOU WISH FOR, MORTALS??" Porunga roared.
"MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAMWAHAHAHAH-" laughter echoed through the desert.
"SHUT UP!" a female voice hissed at the other.
"Sorry, -" a male voice apologized, and he was about to open his mouth to say something after the sorry, but-
"Do NOT say my name!!" She yelled at him.
"Okay," He said, taking a step backwards.
The two were cloaked in black cloaks. It was currently night outside and the moon was shining brightly.
"Good. Now, Porunga, old buddy, ol' pal," the female grinned mischiefiously. "Grant us three wishes. Okay, first of all I wish-"
"MWAHA-" She hit her partner in the stomach with her elbow.
"As I was saying: I wish Vegeta, Goku, Bulma, ChiChi, Goten, Gohan, Trunks, Seventeen, Eighteen, Videl, Piccolo, and Yamcha were all eight years old," She couldn't help, but grin.
"GRANTED," Porunga said, his eyes glowing red for two seconds to grant.
"I get a wish!" He said. "You promised."
"Fine," She sighed dramatically as if it was a big deal.
"I wish...!" He finished, laughing until She elbowed him in the stomach again.
You readers must be thinking "What did he wish?" hmmm...YOU'LL FINE OUT! Just not now.
"GRANTED," Porunga bellowed.
"Why'd you wish THAT?! What a waste," She grumbled unhappily, but she had actually thought it was a great idea. "Fine. The LAST wish is that they have to go to school in Second grade boarding school."
The dragon smirked. *THIS certainly will be interesting.*
"That is granted," Porunga said. "But just because you are my FRIEND then I'll get you one more wish for this."
"REALLY?! Great!" She grinned. "I wish that this wish couldn't be undone unless I undo it."
"GRANTED!" Porunga yelled, the huge balls shooting out and the dragon going somewhere else.
"Since when did Porunga learn english?" He asked, scratching his head.
"Who cares? Just get out the Earth balls," She demanded.
"ARISE SHENLONG!" He yelled.
"WHAT DO YOU WISH FOR, MORTALS?!" it bellowed.
"Geesh. Do the dragons have to start like that?" He muttered.
"I wish this will take place in an alternate universe!" She wished.
"GRANTED! Second wish?"
"I wish,-"
What did She wish for?
^_^
Vegeta yawned tiredly and turned over as an alarm clock awoke him. He growled when it didn't stop. Vegeta turned back to his left and threw the blankets off of him. Then, Vegeta threw the clock and stomped on it. He smirked when it stopped. "Damn clock," he muttered. His voice had sounded rather...different? He shook his head. "Nah," he thought.
With his eyes closed he went to the bathroom...or rather the wall? What the hell? The bathroom was always on the right side in his room?! He muttered something as he opened his eyes and rubbed them. He looked at the room. This room was rather..strange. The things were a whole lot smaller. Like the bed and dresser...and who was that in that other bed? And another person?! And another-oh wait. That one was just an empty bed, but the other two looked occupied. This sure was strange.
Was this a silly joke?
A dream?
He pinched himself.
Guess not.
Somehow he felt short...well shorter than usual. This had to be a joke his mate played on him. Yeah, that was it. He crept to the bed with the other occupant in it. Who was it? He pulled back the covers to the person in one of the other two beds. His eyes narrowed. Who the heck was it? Spiky ebony hair that went in seven different directions. How strange. It kinda looked like Goten, but it looked much more like...Goku?
How was that possible?
Nah.
Vegeta went to the other occupant in the room. He pulled the covers over to reveal...a pillow. (-_-") Vegeta raised an eyebrow. Someone had been sleeping here. He went to take another step in a different direction to the other occupant again, but...he tripped. He muttered a curse then got up and looked at the thing that had tripped him. He almost fell over in shock!
It had grown back.
And it happened to be his tail.
What the he-
"What in the name of Kami!" he yelled all of the sudden.
He ran to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. His eyes widened. Spiky bangs. What?! He hadn't had bangs since he was a child. Shorter than usual. His tail. Well, that was actually nice, but...by kami he looked like he was EIGHT YEARS OLD?!
"AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!" Vegeta screamed.
^_^
Goku yawned as he heard a scream. He muttered something about food then shot up. This wasn't his room. And why was there something brown flicking around him. Oh, that was just his tail. Wait...his tail? Goku blinked. His first thought was, "Maybe it missed me." He did feel short. He hadn't felt short since he was a little kid. He got off of the bed.
"Hey...is that you, Vegeta?" Goku asked as he entered the bathroom.
Vegeta gave a look that could kill.
At least it wasn't ChiChi with her frying pan.
Hey, what had happened to Goku's voice? It seemed more...hmm...different?
And why did Vegeta looked, er, chibi-like?
"OF COURSE IT'S ME YOU BAKA!" came the mad reply.
Woah, Vegeta's voice sounded rather...not as deep and sexy as it was. Not that Goku had thought it was sexy. No way! It was Strawberrychan who thought that. This voice sounded rather higher. Really high...Goku's wasn't even that high.
Goku blinked.
This sure wasn't Vegeta.
"You're not Vegeta. Are you his child or something? Did Bulma have another kid?" Goku asked, scratching his head.
"I am VEGETA! Prince Vegeta of the strongest race in the whole universe. Are who are you, fool? Kakarott or Kakarott's youngest brat," Vegeta asked.
"I'm Goku," Goku replied. "Hey...have you gotten taller or is it just me?"
"Me taller than YOU? For once..." Vegeta's eyes lit up. "OH BY KAMI I AM taller THAN YOU!!! HAHAHA!"
Vegeta was taller?
What?
Had hell finally taken over?
Wait...
Vegeta WAS TALLER!!!
"DID I SHRINK?!" Goku screeched, jumping high in the air, but he hit the ceiling with his head when he jumped too high. "Ouch."
Vegeta jumped for joy and began singing, "I'm taller! I'm taller! Kami has forgiven me and made me taller! And you're chubbier! Chubbier, chubbier!"
"You kind of are too..y'know...!" Goku pouted.
Goku didn't like being shorter than Vegeta. It wasn't fair!!
Vegeta stopped skipping around.
"Hey...is there any chocolates around?" the little chibi asked.
Goku sweatdropped. "Uh, Vegeta-"
"I MUST HAVE CHOCOLATE!" Vegeta screamed.
"Calm down Ve-"
"SHUT UP, KAKAROTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Vegeta screamed and ran out of the room.
Goku blinked.
What had just happened?
He shrugged.
So...
He needed food, so Goku went out of the room and caught up with Vegeta.
Now, the food.
But...why were they still wearing their pajamas?
Was it PJ day?
^_^
"Strawberries," a little girl mumbled sleepily, half-asleep.
Bulma rolled over a little...then a little more...then...
*SPLAT*
She fell off the bed. She got up and looked around. She blinked. The room sure was different. It was..er...very different. For one..it was orange, and there were two bunkbeds in the room. She felt this weird feeling in her back...she looked behind her. *Gasp* She...had a TAIL?! When had that happened? And she felt rather...short. And what was this sudden urge for juicy, red...strawberries?
"You're finally up!" a voice said in joy.
Bulma turned around. There was a girl about 8 in front of her. She had short straight black hair that reached her shoulders, ebony eyes, and short straight then bangs above her eyes. She sure looked familiar. Somehow, but from where? Bulma got on her "thinking face" and began thinking. The girl gave her a bewildered look.
"Who're you, little girl?" Bulma asked.
Little? HA! Bulma was little herself.
"I am NOT little!" she screeched. "AND YOU'RE JUST A LITTLE TALLER THAN ME BY A MILIMETER!"
Bulma winced. The girl's voice was loud.
But...why did Bulma's voice sound so squeaky and high-pitched?
"Oh, and I'm ChiChi," the girl said happily, her voice going normal. "You must be my new roomate in this boardin' school."
"Uh...ChiChi?" Bulma's eyes widened.
Was this a dream?
But it felt real.
But...it was a dream.
Yes, it was a dream...
And so...why not play along with it?
"Yeah. And our other schoolmates are Videl and Eighteen. They're really nice!" ChiChi said, grinning happily. "Anyway, let's get dressed then go eat. Oh...why do you have a tail? That's..."
"Uh...because...because my father was a monkey," Bulma blurted out on first thought.
Not only did Bulma have her tail, but she realized...her senses had heightened so much more. The only bad part was when people might scream and hurt her ears. That caused a big hurt. "Wait...did Chi just say Videl and Eighteen? This dream is awesome! Maybe I'll get to see them as little kids!"
ChiChi sweatdropped. "Uh...Bulma? I didn't know know Mr. Briefs was a monkey..."
"NO! I mean...well I gots a tail cuz, um, I justs do," Bulma said.
Woah...now she was beginning to TALK like a kid. When she had been little she had added s's to words that didn't even need the s. And now...she was doing it again.
"Here, put this on," ChiChi got into a drawer and pulled out some of Bulma's stuff. She threw them to her.
"Thanks," Bulma said as she got into what ever Chi had picked out.
Bulma went into the bathroom to look at what had changed first. ChiChi was patiently waiting in the other room. Bulma changed into her clothes which was short blue jean shorts and a navy blue tanktop with her small blue capsule corporation jacket over it. Then, she put on ankle socks with white sneakers.
Bulma looked at herself. She had definetly changed. Her hair was a beautiful LAVENDER. She could pass as her son's sister! When she had been young she had had lavender hair, but when she reached 15 years old it had naturally changed to blue. She had hated it, but then she actually got to like her new look, but now...it was her beautiful purple lavender and reached to the middle of her back. It actually matched her perfectly.
Her eyes were still blue, but they were more exciting, mischiefious, bigger, and eyes that showed that chibi Bulma Briefs was trouble. She couldn't help, but grin. She had small teeth again...her teeth were actually pretty much fine. They didn't look terrible. She had always had good teeth, anyway. Then she noticed...
Well Bulma had no big TITS anymore. That was for sure. Which wasn't too bad...after all, she was only 8 years old in her...dream. (*cough*)
Bulma got out of the bathroom and walked over to ChiChi.
"Finally! Hey, get over here. I wanna braid your hair," ChiChi grinned.
"Okay," Bulma replied. "Hey, where am I, anyways? I don't remembers being here befores."
Again with the s's.
After ChiChi french braided her hair Bulma followed her schoolmate to the cafeteria to eat breakfast. But ChiChi had taken the opposite direction of the smell of the food. Bulma shrugged. Maybe it was a short cut.
~
ChiChi had sat waiting for Bulma to come out. She sure was strange. Chi had never heard of anyone having a tail. ChiChi had been feeling rather strange though. It felt like she had JUST ARRIVED, but that's not what she remembered. Her memories told her of being at the school...and...and other stuff. ChiChi shook her head and watched as Bulma came back so she could french braid her hair.
Maybe Bulma wasn't strange.
Maybe ChiChi was, or...
They both could be.
~
Before ChiChi and Bulma had woken up Eighteen had gotten up. She had to say she was VERY confused. First of all, she was shrunk to the size of an eight- year old. And her power had dimished by far, but it was still there. She still was VERY strong, but not as strong as she should be. Her looks had changed too. Her hair was now an inch past her shoulders. It looked more blonde than usual. Her eyes didn't look as cold as she actually wanted them to be. They were bigger, rounder, and more...different. She wasn't short. Nope.
"What the hell?" Eighteen asked as she stopped examining herself in the mirror.
She looked at the other occupants in the bed. There was this lavender haired girl which Eighteen didn't recognize. Another looked sort of like ChiChi, but the other bed was empty. Eighteen got dressed in her chibi-like clothes and walked out the door. She wanted to look around this ugly place.
"Hey," a voice said behind her.
On instinct Eighteen turned around and sent a punch to them. She stopped an inch from the shocked girl's face. Eighteen didn't remove her fist, but narrowed her eyes at the girl. The girl had short dark dark brown hair that was a tiny bit spiky and went to her ear. Her eyes were bright blue. She had on a blue skirt, white shoes, and a long-sleeve white button up shirt.
"Who are you" Eighteen asked.
Her small fist lowered.
"I'm Videl..who're you?" she narrowed her eyes.
"I'm Eighteen," she quickly replied.
Both stared at each other for about a minute.
"Videl...Satan?" Eighteen questioned.
"Yes...have I seen you before? I thought I knew you around, but I guess not..." Videl said.
"Damn. She doesn't remember," Eighteen almost sighed in agitation.
Eighteen knew this wasn't a dream. She didn't dream much at all. And this felt very weird. But...what did she care? Change was pretty cool. Even if she happened to be a little kid now...
"I've been wonderin' around these halls quite some time. I don't know where here is, 'ough," Videl sighed and stuck out her lower lip.
"Same here," Eighteen said.
"And I don't 'member nothing," Videl pouted.
Eighteen sighed. "Come on. I smell food around here, so to the food-place we go. I am rather...hungry."
"Cool-o!" Videl exclaimed, jumping up and down.
Eighteen sweatdropped.
^_^
Trunks and Goten yawned tiredly and simultaneously got up. They blinked a few times. This wasn't their room. Where were they at? Both changed to whatever things they had in the dresser. Which turned out to be Goten's normal orange gi with his boots and Trunks's normal dark blue gi with his boots. There were normal clothes in there, but for now there gis seemed really comfortable. (Think buu saga gis)
"Where are we, Trunks?" Goten asked.
"We are......" Trunks tried to be the smart one and come up with the answer, "in a room."
Goten blinked. "I know THAT, but - wait - do you look a little younger or is it just me?"
"How can you tell? I feel the same," Trunks said.
"I guess," Goten shrugged. "Hey...who's that?"
He pointed to the other bunkbed with an empty bed at the top and a small figure under blankets.
"I dunno. Let's look," Trunks suggested.
They quietly crept towards the bed.
"Stop pushing me, Goten!" Trunks whined because he was in front of Goten.
"I'm not pushin'," Goten grinned.
Then he pushed Trunks to the floor.
"Hey!" Trunks yelled.
The other person under the covers stirred.
"SSHHHH! Be quiet or you'll wake him," Goten whispered.
"ME?! WHY SHOULD I BE QUITE?! YOU SHOVED ME!" Trunks screamed.
"NO I DIDN'T!" Goten argued.
"DID TOO!"
"DID NOT!"
"DID TOO!"
"DID NOT!"
"DID NOT!"
"DID TOO!"
"BEEEEEE QUITE, GOTEN AND TRUNKS!!!!!!!!!!"
The two chibis turned their head to see an angry kid about 8 years old. His hair ebony was very spiky and was a little long and reached about the middle of his back. His eyes were the same ebony as his hair. He looked rather...familiar. He was Trunks's height. (all of the chibis are cute and so is this one!)
"How'd you know our names?" Trunks asked.
"Don't kid with me, guys," the kid said. Then he blinked. "What happened to my...voice?" he panicked and stood up. "Why do you guys look as tall as me? WHERE'S MY ROOM?! And, Trunks, why do you look a year younger? Huh? And...my hairs long...AND I HAVE MY TAIL!"
Of course, he liked his tail back. That was the one thing he favored.
"Who're you?" Goten asked.
"MY NAME IS GOHAN!" Gohan was panicking. "What did you guys do?!"
"Gohan? Huh? But my brother is tall and older. You're the same age as me!" Goten said.
"I AM Gohan." Gohan sniffled.
Trunks pulled Goten aside and whispered. "I really think he is telling the truth."
"But his HAIR is different then my brothers."
"We should test him."
"Yeah."
(Gohan's hair is exactly the cool spiky hair when he fought against Nappa. I LOVED that style of his hair. Spiky and a little long. And he had his cute tail! Gohan is really cute in this fic. He not my most favoritest characters, but I do think he's really cute when he's a chibi. I did hate that hair-style when he went against Frieza. Yuck! It was all gelled and cut...)
The duo turned back to Gohan.
"What is my most favoritest thing to do..." Goten gave him a suspicious look," GOHAN."
"Eat," Gohan said flatly. "Just like dad."
"That's correct, but-"
"Just shut up, please. Tell me what happened? Why am I EIGHT years old? And where is Videl? Is she all right?"
"I don't know," Trunks shrugged.
*BIG LOUD ROARING SOUND*
"Duck and cover!" Gohan yelled as he dived under the bunk bed with Trunks.
Goten turned red. "Sorry, guys, I'm kinda hungry. Let's go eat..."
"Sounds fine to me!" Gohan said, getting up. "I am REALLY hungry."
"Me too!" Trunks agreed.
So they followed their nose to wherever it goes. (CAFETERIA mostly likely)
^_^
"WHERE THE HELL ARE SOME CHOCOLATES!!!!!!!!?!?!?!?" Vegeta screamed at the top of his lungs as they entered the cafeteria.
"Please excuse my friend, Vegeta...he's a bit cranky," Goku laughed nervously.
"IF I DON'T GET SOME CHOCOLATES NOW. I swear I'LL BLAST YOU TO THE NEXT DIM- "
"Can you shut up?" a voice asked somewhere in the back.
Every student had their heads turned to the chocolate-hungry Vegeta.
Vegeta growled and stomped over to the boy. Vegeta's hair went gold and his eyes teal. He gathered a golden ki blast in his palm and put it an inch from the nine year old's face. The kid's eyes went wide with fear.
"NOW what did you say?" Vegeta snarled viciously.
"I-I..." the boy burst into tears. "HERE!"
He shoved a bag at Vegeta and ran out crying. The bag was filled with chocolate. Vegeta grinned, descending, and sat down and began eating THE CHOCOLATE! Goku went in line and just got a lot of things to eat. Vegeta stopped eating for a second and looked up at the staring faces. He bared his teeth.
"WHAT'RE YOU LOOKING AT?!" Vegeta yelled.
They were too busy eating what Goku had brought and the chocolates to notice anything going on around them.
~
Bulma and ChiChi wandered through the hallways. ChiChi had gotten the LOST. And in a school for Kami's sake! Sure, the school was very huge, but ChiChi insisted the cafeteria was this way, but Bulma's nose told otherwise. But Bulma decided not to argue. She did want to see a little through the school. She could try and memorize the room numbers just in case she had to go back through this hallway. They had walked, for what seemed like a few eons or so. Bulma had no completely lost her smell of the food and the cafeteria so she had no idea where they were.
"Where are we?" ChiChi asked, laughing nervously.
Bulma sighed. "Aren't you supposed to tell me? I've never went to this school!"
"This dream is boring me," Bulma pondered, "but I still wanna look around. Maybe I'm in a coma or something and this is what I'm dreaming about, and I'll never get out. Although, I STILL have that strong urge for strawberries. Can you TASTE things in a dream?"
"What are you two doing?" a voice behind them asked.
"Ummm..." Bulma and ChiChi turned around to see...
~
Eighteen and Videl entered the cafeteria and their faces brightened. THERE WAS FOOD! Kami, they were starving. They watched as three figures,well two figures were recognizable, go past them, but they weren't sure about the third one. Trunks, Goten, and someone else. But somehow, somewhere they knew him. They decided to get in line and get food then join the three.
~
Goten, Gohan, and Trunks walked into the cafeteria, not bothering to look at anyone or anything, except the food. They went in line and stared at the food. The food looked delicious. Bacon, sausage, pancakes, orange-juice, bacon, bacon...and BACON!
"Hiya cutie-pie!" a small girl with pink hair and eyes appeared in front of Gohan. She was pretty cute. She was about Gohan's height.
"Um, hi," Gohan replied, looking back as if she was talking to someone else.
"Oooh! You have a tail! I saw someone with a tail earlier! HOW CUTE!" she chirped, grabbing his tail before he could react.
"Hey!" Gohan said, prying it away from her hands.
"Hey, I'm Goten!" Goten butted in. "This is..." he grinned moving his head toward his brother, "GOHAN, my FANTAAAABULOUS BRO. And he LOOOOVES you. And he wants to smother you with KISSIES." Goten exagerated with the words.
Trunks made kissing sounds. The girl giggled. Gohan tried giving a glare to Goten, but he was blushing a little. Gohan's tail smacked Goten on the arm.
"AAAND when you two grow up he wants to have BAAAABIES. Then I'll...BE AN UNCLE!" he added the last part happily.
"NO I DON'T!! I, um," Gohan didn't want to sound mean. "You're, um, cool and uh...nice ,bu-"
"What a PEEEERFECT start," Trunks grinned, nudging Gohan with his elbow.
"YEAAAHH," Goten agreed.
"GOTEN!!!" Gohan started yelling.
"Oh, and my name's Felice," the girl said, kissing Gohan on the cheek.
Gohan turned a shade darker red. He wouldn't have normally done this, but...he was in an eight year old body, and he was responding to that little kiss.
"Sorry, I'm married," Gohan said casually. Goten and Trunks snickered a little at Gohan's choice of words.
Felice giggled. "Married, silly? No way! You're just a kid."
Gohan realized his mistake. "Well, in my, um, country we can marry at any age. Some people even marry at birth! Yeah!"
"Don't be silly, silly!" Felice giggled again. She latched onto his arm.
"Come to my table and meet my awesome friends."
Goten couldn't help, but giggle a little. He turned from them and let out another giggle. Trunks got caught in the occasional giggles.
"AND THEN THEY CAN ALL LLOOOOOOVE YOU, GOHAN!" Goten said, collapsing in laughter.
"I think I'll pass. Sorry, but I need to get food!" Gohan grabbed Goten and Trunks and cut in front of some boy who didn't even object.
"GOTEN! When I get my hands on you..." Gohan seethed. "I can NOT believe you just did that to me! And in front of an eight year old girl no less! I mean...of all the things to do, Goten. And you, Trunks! Why, her fondness for me will elongate so long that I'll be killed! She's a plague. And she's WAY TOO hospitable for my likings."
"Hospi-what? And elo-what?" Goten gave a bewildered look at Gohan.
Gohan fumed, "The clueless countanence on your face makes me so-"
"Count what?" Goten scatched his head. These words were out of his vocabulary.
"Countenance!" Trunks exclaimed. "You know? The facial expression on someone's face."
"Well, you obviously got your ingeniousness from your mother," Gohan remarked, grinning at Trunks.
"EXCUSE ME!!!" the lunch lady's voice yelled at them.
"Oh, sorry," Gohan apologized.
"NOW Puh-LEASE tell me what you'd like to get?"
"I don't have any money with me..." Goten frowned.
"You don't have to pay. When you're family payed for this school the food costs came with it. Now PICK!"
"Okay!" the trio chirped.
"Now, I'd like..." Gohan took a deep breath.
To order for these three...it might take a while.
~
Meanwhile...
An eight year old boy smirked as he had one leg on the cafeteria table and one on the floor. He had on a long-sleeve leather jacket, a sleeveless white shirt under the jacket, black boots, black sunglasses, and black sweatpants. He looked rather...strange, but nobody seemed to care. He was a little taller than average, but not by much. He was actually pretty cool and lookin' good.
His dazzling teeth smiled as he talked to the other eight year old. She was a girl with long red hair, green eyes, and an average weighted figure. She had on a pink dress with red flowers over it. She was actually more cuter than some of the girls.
"Then I said, 'Aight. Wanna fight?'" the boy said. "Then he waz like, 'Bring it on, hotstuff.'" (this kid has a tough-sounding voice and cool one)
"Then what happened?" the girl asked anxiously.
"So then I waz like, 'Are you an idiot or somethin'? You cou'dn't handle me wit' those little fists. So he swung at me and I dodged and I waz like, 'waz you playin' at? Fine, do it the hard way, lil' guy.' But trust me, this boy wazn't little." (Waz, I know is was, but he says it with an edge. Some of his other words too. I'm usually a good speller, trust me)
"Wow, so then what?" her beautiful green eyes sparkled.
"So I swung at 'im like this," the eight year old said, putting his foot back on the floor and making punches in the air as if hitting an opponent.
"Who won?" the girl, Fief, asked.
The boy put his face directly in front of hers. "You really wanna know?" she nodded, he smirked. "After the easy fight I won. The boy waz nothin' 'pared to me."
"Wow..." the girl gazed at him enviously.
"Yeah, but what can I say?" he smirked, sitting down next to her and winking.
"You're sooo brave, Piccolo," she smiled at him, twirling her hair in her finger. The other girls gathered around him sighed deeply.
~
You like? You hate? You crack up laughin'? Then...REVIEW! So...where are the other two wished people? How are the other people in the real Z universe reacting? Who asked what Bulma and Videl were doing? Any other questions? Any ideas/suggestions?
S-chan: Trunks! Stop that!
Chibi Trunks: {looks innocent} What am I doing Strawberrychan?
S-chan: You keep playing TAG with Goten around me! I'm not some damn wall!
ChibiGoten: {gasps} You said a BAD word. {smirks} I think I'm gonna tell...MY MOM
S-chan: NOOO!!!! Anything, but that PLEASE!!! Not ChiChi!!
Trunks: We're gonna tell! We're gonna tell!
S-chan: {crosses arms and only smirks} Wanna bet? I can put you two in the story...{grins} wearing. a. dress.
Goten/Trunks: *gasp* You wouldn't dare.
S-chan: Ooooh. I would. And then I could make you girls. With tons of makeup and long girly, curly, hair. And painted toe-nails and fingertails. Then you could be doing ballet! An-
Trunks: NOOO! Anything, but that.
S-chan: Okay. Just don't threatin' me again cuz I'm the author.
Goten: And the author has the power.
S-chan: You betcha! Now the endings all yours guys!
Goten/Trunks: Hey! See that button at the bottom with Review on it? Click it and review the story!
Goten: Don't you like ME the best? I am the bestest!
Trunks: You should review about mwah! I'm the smartest cuz I know bestest isn't even a word.
Goten: It is too!
Trunks: IS NOT!
Goten: IS TOO!
Trunks: IS NOT!
Goten: IS NOT!
Trunks: IS...TOO!
Goten: HA! I win!
Trunks: {frowns and creates a ki ball} You better run, Goten!
Goten: {starts running, but looks back while running and says} PLEASE REVIEW!!!
Trunks: WHY DO YOU ALWAYS GET THE LAST WORD?!