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Hotel Havoc
By Black Fury
Author's note: This is an idea I cooked up while I was watching my sister play games on the computer, I don't know what the connection was to Hotels, she was playing a car racing game at the time, but hey! I'm always coming up with whacked ideas! Anywho...please R&R!
Chapter One: The Plot
In Chi-Chi's house...
" But Chi-Chi!" Goku wailed as Chi-Chi leaped in front of the fridge door, barring it from her ever-hungry husband.
" No Goku, you just had lunch!" She was getting angry with Goku, " And I need something left in here or you won't get your dinner!!"
" But I was training! I neeeeed food!" Goku's stomach grumbled right on cue, " I can't train on a empty stomach! Just a quick snack! Pleeaaaasseeee!"
" Well that would be just fine if your version of a snack actually left something in the fridge!!!" Chi-Chi fumed.
" But fridge doesn't mind if it's empty! Do you fridge?" Goku looked at the fridge happily, almost as if it was his closest and dearest friend.
" No," Chi-Chi said firmly, " I'm sure fridge would rather be full and left alone to it's own devises.."
" But fridge wouldn't want to be alone!" Goku gasped as if this was the most horrifying news of the day, " He'd get...." Goku stopped to search through his brain for the right word, once he thought he found it he announced proudly: " Lonely!"
" Goku, fridges just don't get lonely, how can they? They aren't even alive!" Chi-Chi cried, exasperated.
" NOT ALIVE???!!" Goku shrieked, " Of course he's alive!"
Chi-Chi stared at him as though he was a complete stranger in pink frock who had been run over by every semi-trailer in sight, but somehow survived, who then got up and walked over to her and asked her for a pink lemonade as if what had just happened was something that happened to him ever day.
" His name's Fred." Goku stated as if it would clear everything up.
" Fred?," Chi-Chi let out in a slow, quivering whisper, " You have named my fridge FRED????"
Goku nodded happily.
" I don't believe you Goku!" Chi-Chi shouted, " Fridges don't need names!!!"
" Fred the Fridge!" Goku beamed happily at her.
" Why are we talking about fridges anyway?" Chi-Chi suddenly asked.
" Well you said that fridge won't want to be empty........Oh yeah that's right!" Goku's face immediately lit up, " I came here for some food!"
" No Goku you can't have any food and do you know why Goku?" She asked him slowly.
" Because then Fred will be lonely?" Goku suggested.
" Partly, but mainly because you won't leave anything in the fridge! And do you know why else I might not let you get food from the fridge?"
Goku shook his head.
" Because not only you eat everything in sight....YOU ALSO LEAVE A TERRIBLE MESS WHICH THEN LEAVE FOR ME TO TIDY UP!!!'
" Sorry Chi-Chi....." Goku looked at her with his puppy dog eyes and Chi-Chi softened up slightly.
" That's OK Goku..." She began, " But Bulma, 18 and Videl are coming around in half an hour so I refused to let you muck up this house until they leave...Ok?"
" But....."
" No Btu's Goku. Later or never again."
In Bulma Briefs house....
" Woman, get me some cheesecake!" Vegeta shouted after walking in from the gravity room.
" I don't have any cheesecake." Bulma called back from the kitchen.
" Well, make me some then!"
" I don't make cheesecake."
" Pancakes then!"
" I don't make that either."
" A cupcake?"
" Nope."
" Sponge cake?"
" No."
" Fudge cake?"
" No."
" Chocolate cake?"
" No way."
" Those silly things those scouts make?"
" You mean brownies?"
" Yeah, them."
" No."
" Do you make any bloody cake???!!"
Bulma hesitated for a monent.
" No."
" Dam you woman I want cake!!!!"
" Well I'm leaving to go to Chi-Chi's in a minute, so I'm not going to go buy one for you and I hate cooking cake so......TOUGH!"
Vegeta cocked his head slightly.
" How about a hamburger?"
" Coming at you big guy!" Bulma set about for the ingredient for the hamburger, while Vegeta sat down.
" What were you saying about sausage?" Trunks ( Chibi)asked as he climbed up on a stool next to his father.
" We didn't say any about sausage you stupid boy!" Vegeta snapped at him, all the while eyeing exactly what went in his hamburger.
" Oooooh! Are you having a hamburger?" Trunks mouth drooled as he too began to eye the hamburger.
" It's mine bucko!" Vegeta snarled, leaning closer to the hamburger in-making.
" Mum? Can I have a hamburger too?" Trunks inquired.
" I'm afraid that I haven't got time to make two. You guys will just have to share."
" What??? Share my hamburger with that...that...thing?" Vegeta was outraged.
" Don't talk about your son like that Vegeta." Bulma said as she put the plate ( with hamburger) down in front of them then turned around to wash up the dishes. The minute she turned her back, both father and son made a frantic leap for the hamburger which ended up in having both of them rolling on the floor in hand to hand combat. Bulma, who was conpletely oblivious to all this, suddenly looked down at her watch.
" Oh dear! Look at the time!" She untied her apron and set it aside, " I must go now guys, have fun!"
And with this she dashed out the door, leaving Vegeta and Trunks alone, both of whom now had graped the largest objects near them and were proceding to hit the other unmercifully. The hamburger lay forgotten.
Ten minutes later, in Chi-Chi's house...
" Love the new day core, Chi-Chi." 18 stated as she stepped over Goku's motionless body which was curled up in the corner of the living room.
" Don't mind him," Chi-Chi sighed, " He's pretending to died of starvation."
" Oh dear! What happened?" Videl gasped.
" I denied him access to the fridge," Chi-Chi stated bluntly, " Now, do sit down."
Chi-Chi's three guest drew up a seat and sat.
" So how are things going for you guys? How is my son Gohan?" She inquired as she fiddled around in the kitchen.
" Oh, he's fine I surpose," Videl sighed, " Excepted I hate the way he eats! It is possitivly horrorible! And then he doesn't pack away his dishes, he washes them, but never puts them away!"
" That sounds like Goku! Excepted he dosen't even wash the dishes!" Chi-Chi cried, then she looked down at Bulma and 18 who were looking very left out, " And how is krillin then?"
" He's fine thank-you." 18 answered.
" What? No horrorifing tale of his manners to tell?" Videl exclaimed.
" OK then, he's short and that annoys me," 18 stated, " And I surpose he is pretty bad at night, he snores like a tractor."
" Great! And how's Vegeta?" Chi-Chi made a face as she said his name.
" He's prefect." Bulma stated sarcastically, but the others must have missed the sarcasm part because they were all looking at her completely shocked.
" I was being sarcastic!" She exclaimed and the others loosened up, " I reckon I've got the worst here! He doesn't cook, clean, vacuum, dust, do dishes, make beds, help with Trunk or anything for that matter!"
" Husbands are so hard to deel with." Videl sighed and everyone nodded in agreement.
" Sometimes I wish that we could just pack them in a box and post them far, far away." 18 whispered.
" What a get idea! Let send our husbands away for the weekend! Then we can have some fun!" Bulma suggested.
" Yes!! Let's do that! I could use a break!" Chi-Chi cried.
" But these are our husbands that were talking about! We'd have to send them some place good!" Videl exclaimed.
" There's a four star hotel not far from here! The Freedom Hotel." 18 added.
" That will be prefect! We could also send that darn Piccolo with them!" Chi-Chi laughed.
" Yes!! I like this plan!" Bulma smiled.
In the corner of the living room, Goku lifted his head and stood up.
" Oh no! They're going to send me to a hotel! I've got to warn my friends!" He cried.
" Wait a minute Goku! Your meant to be pretending to die of stavation!" Chi-Chi answered.
" Oh yeah!" Goku laugh and went but to his corner.
" All right, now here's the plan..." Bulma whispered evilly.
Black Fury: How was that? Please review! The next chapter should be up soon! If I got something wrong please inform me. Thanks.
Hotel Havoc
By Black Fury
Author's note: This is an idea I cooked up while I was watching my sister play games on the computer, I don't know what the connection was to Hotels, she was playing a car racing game at the time, but hey! I'm always coming up with whacked ideas! Anywho...please R&R!
Chapter One: The Plot
In Chi-Chi's house...
" But Chi-Chi!" Goku wailed as Chi-Chi leaped in front of the fridge door, barring it from her ever-hungry husband.
" No Goku, you just had lunch!" She was getting angry with Goku, " And I need something left in here or you won't get your dinner!!"
" But I was training! I neeeeed food!" Goku's stomach grumbled right on cue, " I can't train on a empty stomach! Just a quick snack! Pleeaaaasseeee!"
" Well that would be just fine if your version of a snack actually left something in the fridge!!!" Chi-Chi fumed.
" But fridge doesn't mind if it's empty! Do you fridge?" Goku looked at the fridge happily, almost as if it was his closest and dearest friend.
" No," Chi-Chi said firmly, " I'm sure fridge would rather be full and left alone to it's own devises.."
" But fridge wouldn't want to be alone!" Goku gasped as if this was the most horrifying news of the day, " He'd get...." Goku stopped to search through his brain for the right word, once he thought he found it he announced proudly: " Lonely!"
" Goku, fridges just don't get lonely, how can they? They aren't even alive!" Chi-Chi cried, exasperated.
" NOT ALIVE???!!" Goku shrieked, " Of course he's alive!"
Chi-Chi stared at him as though he was a complete stranger in pink frock who had been run over by every semi-trailer in sight, but somehow survived, who then got up and walked over to her and asked her for a pink lemonade as if what had just happened was something that happened to him ever day.
" His name's Fred." Goku stated as if it would clear everything up.
" Fred?," Chi-Chi let out in a slow, quivering whisper, " You have named my fridge FRED????"
Goku nodded happily.
" I don't believe you Goku!" Chi-Chi shouted, " Fridges don't need names!!!"
" Fred the Fridge!" Goku beamed happily at her.
" Why are we talking about fridges anyway?" Chi-Chi suddenly asked.
" Well you said that fridge won't want to be empty........Oh yeah that's right!" Goku's face immediately lit up, " I came here for some food!"
" No Goku you can't have any food and do you know why Goku?" She asked him slowly.
" Because then Fred will be lonely?" Goku suggested.
" Partly, but mainly because you won't leave anything in the fridge! And do you know why else I might not let you get food from the fridge?"
Goku shook his head.
" Because not only you eat everything in sight....YOU ALSO LEAVE A TERRIBLE MESS WHICH THEN LEAVE FOR ME TO TIDY UP!!!'
" Sorry Chi-Chi....." Goku looked at her with his puppy dog eyes and Chi-Chi softened up slightly.
" That's OK Goku..." She began, " But Bulma, 18 and Videl are coming around in half an hour so I refused to let you muck up this house until they leave...Ok?"
" But....."
" No Btu's Goku. Later or never again."
In Bulma Briefs house....
" Woman, get me some cheesecake!" Vegeta shouted after walking in from the gravity room.
" I don't have any cheesecake." Bulma called back from the kitchen.
" Well, make me some then!"
" I don't make cheesecake."
" Pancakes then!"
" I don't make that either."
" A cupcake?"
" Nope."
" Sponge cake?"
" No."
" Fudge cake?"
" No."
" Chocolate cake?"
" No way."
" Those silly things those scouts make?"
" You mean brownies?"
" Yeah, them."
" No."
" Do you make any bloody cake???!!"
Bulma hesitated for a monent.
" No."
" Dam you woman I want cake!!!!"
" Well I'm leaving to go to Chi-Chi's in a minute, so I'm not going to go buy one for you and I hate cooking cake so......TOUGH!"
Vegeta cocked his head slightly.
" How about a hamburger?"
" Coming at you big guy!" Bulma set about for the ingredient for the hamburger, while Vegeta sat down.
" What were you saying about sausage?" Trunks ( Chibi)asked as he climbed up on a stool next to his father.
" We didn't say any about sausage you stupid boy!" Vegeta snapped at him, all the while eyeing exactly what went in his hamburger.
" Oooooh! Are you having a hamburger?" Trunks mouth drooled as he too began to eye the hamburger.
" It's mine bucko!" Vegeta snarled, leaning closer to the hamburger in-making.
" Mum? Can I have a hamburger too?" Trunks inquired.
" I'm afraid that I haven't got time to make two. You guys will just have to share."
" What??? Share my hamburger with that...that...thing?" Vegeta was outraged.
" Don't talk about your son like that Vegeta." Bulma said as she put the plate ( with hamburger) down in front of them then turned around to wash up the dishes. The minute she turned her back, both father and son made a frantic leap for the hamburger which ended up in having both of them rolling on the floor in hand to hand combat. Bulma, who was conpletely oblivious to all this, suddenly looked down at her watch.
" Oh dear! Look at the time!" She untied her apron and set it aside, " I must go now guys, have fun!"
And with this she dashed out the door, leaving Vegeta and Trunks alone, both of whom now had graped the largest objects near them and were proceding to hit the other unmercifully. The hamburger lay forgotten.
Ten minutes later, in Chi-Chi's house...
" Love the new day core, Chi-Chi." 18 stated as she stepped over Goku's motionless body which was curled up in the corner of the living room.
" Don't mind him," Chi-Chi sighed, " He's pretending to died of starvation."
" Oh dear! What happened?" Videl gasped.
" I denied him access to the fridge," Chi-Chi stated bluntly, " Now, do sit down."
Chi-Chi's three guest drew up a seat and sat.
" So how are things going for you guys? How is my son Gohan?" She inquired as she fiddled around in the kitchen.
" Oh, he's fine I surpose," Videl sighed, " Excepted I hate the way he eats! It is possitivly horrorible! And then he doesn't pack away his dishes, he washes them, but never puts them away!"
" That sounds like Goku! Excepted he dosen't even wash the dishes!" Chi-Chi cried, then she looked down at Bulma and 18 who were looking very left out, " And how is krillin then?"
" He's fine thank-you." 18 answered.
" What? No horrorifing tale of his manners to tell?" Videl exclaimed.
" OK then, he's short and that annoys me," 18 stated, " And I surpose he is pretty bad at night, he snores like a tractor."
" Great! And how's Vegeta?" Chi-Chi made a face as she said his name.
" He's prefect." Bulma stated sarcastically, but the others must have missed the sarcasm part because they were all looking at her completely shocked.
" I was being sarcastic!" She exclaimed and the others loosened up, " I reckon I've got the worst here! He doesn't cook, clean, vacuum, dust, do dishes, make beds, help with Trunk or anything for that matter!"
" Husbands are so hard to deel with." Videl sighed and everyone nodded in agreement.
" Sometimes I wish that we could just pack them in a box and post them far, far away." 18 whispered.
" What a get idea! Let send our husbands away for the weekend! Then we can have some fun!" Bulma suggested.
" Yes!! Let's do that! I could use a break!" Chi-Chi cried.
" But these are our husbands that were talking about! We'd have to send them some place good!" Videl exclaimed.
" There's a four star hotel not far from here! The Freedom Hotel." 18 added.
" That will be prefect! We could also send that darn Piccolo with them!" Chi-Chi laughed.
" Yes!! I like this plan!" Bulma smiled.
In the corner of the living room, Goku lifted his head and stood up.
" Oh no! They're going to send me to a hotel! I've got to warn my friends!" He cried.
" Wait a minute Goku! Your meant to be pretending to die of stavation!" Chi-Chi answered.
" Oh yeah!" Goku laugh and went but to his corner.
" All right, now here's the plan..." Bulma whispered evilly.
Black Fury: How was that? Please review! The next chapter should be up soon! If I got something wrong please inform me. Thanks.