Hey! I'm back!
Crickets: chirp, chirp.
Me: Fine, be that way. Hn.
Hiei: That's my word! *draws katana*
Me: o.O eep!
Yusuke: uh.maybe somebody better do the disclaimer before this gets ugly.
Kenshin: Okay. SugarSorceress09 doesn't own anything, that she does not.
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Chapter 2: When Are You From?
D-tent slowly opened their eyes. Unfortunately, the bright light had made it hard for them to see, and spots floated before their eyes. As their body's started to recover from the trip through time, the rest of the D- tent boys were greeted by the sounds of barf bag, well, barfing.
"Aw, man, barf bag."
"I ain't steppin' in that."
"Hey, sorry guys, that was rough." It was about then the boys realized they weren't in they Yelnats' living room anymore. They looked up to see five kids gawking at them, and one woman fiddling with a machine.
"What?"
* * *
Once their vision had cleared up, the gang could see nine boys standing on the platform of Bulma's time machine, apparently still attempting to overcome the effects of traveling through the time and space continuum. One vomited. At this, the other eight started complaining.
"Aw, man, barf bag." said a boy with a toothpick in his mouth. Barf Bag? What kind of name is Barf Bag? Thought Gohan.
"I ain't steppin' in that." Remarked a large black boy.
"Hey, sorry guys, that was rough." Said the boy who had thrown-up apologetically. Once he said this, Bulma got that look in her eye that said she had completely forgotten about the new-comers and had begun trying to figure out how to smooth out the trip. She raced over to the time machine's main computer and started typing frantically. It was then that the boys looked up.
"What?" asked one kid wearing large glasses and who was obviously the leader of the group, almost defiantly.
"Who are you?" It seemed like a pretty dumb question, but Videl couldn't really think of anything else to say. Bulma became aware of the conversation around her. Reluctantly giving up on the time machine, she turned back to the group.
"When are you from?"
* * *
When are we from? What kind of stupid question is that? Thought all of the boys except for Zigzag, who was thinking Oh, no, the little green aliens finally got tired of watching us with video cameras and microphones, and decided to abduct us! Aw, man, aw man, aw man, aw man, aw MAN!!!
"I'm X-Ray." Said X-Ray. "What's it too you?"
"Armpit."
"Squid."
"Zigzag."
"Magnet."
"Barf bag."
"Twitch."
"My name's Caveman, and this is Zero. What do you mean, 'When are we from'?"
"Well, you see," said one of the boys, "It's kind of.complicated." They studied him. He was wearing red pants, and a white shirt with a black vest over it. His black hair was short and spiky. He looked to be 18.
"Hem, hem!" The 8-year old cleared his throat loudly. He had lavender hair in a bowl-cut, and seemed pretty tough for his age.
"Nani?" asked the 7-year old, a boy with black hair that stuck up in every direction. Nani? They thought. What the -use your imagination- does nani mean? The nerd-boy yelled something that sounded to them like gibberish.
"Huh?" The other people seemed to realize they was there then, and looked at them again.
"Gomen, I mean, sorry, we forgot Trunks and Goten here couldn't speak English." Explained the nerd, gesturing to the two chibis.
"I know!" Exclaimed the blue-haired woman. "My translation devices should do the trick!" With speed that no human should have, she dashed around, fitting tiny machines on their heads.
"Bulma, you have translators!?!" cried the girl. She had short black hair, and was obviously a tomboy.
"Well, yeah. Since we seem to have a tendency to travel to different planets, I thought it would be nice to have a translator, so, being the amazing genius that I am, I made some. You can't even tell they're there."
* * *
By now, the newcomers were seriously freaked out. Bulma explained about the time machine and proper introductions were made. CRASH! Everyone turned to see Magnet, grinning sheepishly by the time machine and a dropped, apparently heavy, object.
"Sorry man, but I can't help it. My fingers are like little magnets." Bulma smiled. A very forced smile.
"That's okay, except for the fact that he just dropped that [enter long, complicated, science-y word here] on the time machine. D-tent turned to her, bug eyed. "Looks like you'll be staying here for awhile." She said, resisting the urge to bop they're heads off with Chi Chi's frying pan. Luckily, Gohan saw this.
"Come on you guys; let's introduce you to my friends."
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So, what do you think?
Hiei: Hn. Horrible.
Me: Who are you, Simon?
Simon: Hey!
Warden: Excuse me?
CGL Boys: Ahhh!!!!!
Me: Where did you come from!?! Die! *opens portal to the depths of hell*
Warden: Ahhh!!!!!
CGL Boys: *cheer*
Me: Next on the agenda.Li! Reply to the reviewers!
Sayoran: *glares and goes back to original activity (not smiling)*
Eriol: Cheer up, my cute little descendant.
Sayoran: Don't call me that!
Me: *sweat drop* Okay, I'll do the reviews. First up!
Black Fire Dragon K: Hey! I know you! I love your story, the Secret
Video Project-Gohan thing! Don't you remember me? eponine-in-
training? That was before I got my
phsyudeum.psydeum.phyusodeum.whatever.
Gavroche Rules: ha, ha, very funny. :p
Crickets: chirp, chirp.
Me: Fine, be that way. Hn.
Hiei: That's my word! *draws katana*
Me: o.O eep!
Yusuke: uh.maybe somebody better do the disclaimer before this gets ugly.
Kenshin: Okay. SugarSorceress09 doesn't own anything, that she does not.
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Chapter 2: When Are You From?
D-tent slowly opened their eyes. Unfortunately, the bright light had made it hard for them to see, and spots floated before their eyes. As their body's started to recover from the trip through time, the rest of the D- tent boys were greeted by the sounds of barf bag, well, barfing.
"Aw, man, barf bag."
"I ain't steppin' in that."
"Hey, sorry guys, that was rough." It was about then the boys realized they weren't in they Yelnats' living room anymore. They looked up to see five kids gawking at them, and one woman fiddling with a machine.
"What?"
* * *
Once their vision had cleared up, the gang could see nine boys standing on the platform of Bulma's time machine, apparently still attempting to overcome the effects of traveling through the time and space continuum. One vomited. At this, the other eight started complaining.
"Aw, man, barf bag." said a boy with a toothpick in his mouth. Barf Bag? What kind of name is Barf Bag? Thought Gohan.
"I ain't steppin' in that." Remarked a large black boy.
"Hey, sorry guys, that was rough." Said the boy who had thrown-up apologetically. Once he said this, Bulma got that look in her eye that said she had completely forgotten about the new-comers and had begun trying to figure out how to smooth out the trip. She raced over to the time machine's main computer and started typing frantically. It was then that the boys looked up.
"What?" asked one kid wearing large glasses and who was obviously the leader of the group, almost defiantly.
"Who are you?" It seemed like a pretty dumb question, but Videl couldn't really think of anything else to say. Bulma became aware of the conversation around her. Reluctantly giving up on the time machine, she turned back to the group.
"When are you from?"
* * *
When are we from? What kind of stupid question is that? Thought all of the boys except for Zigzag, who was thinking Oh, no, the little green aliens finally got tired of watching us with video cameras and microphones, and decided to abduct us! Aw, man, aw man, aw man, aw man, aw MAN!!!
"I'm X-Ray." Said X-Ray. "What's it too you?"
"Armpit."
"Squid."
"Zigzag."
"Magnet."
"Barf bag."
"Twitch."
"My name's Caveman, and this is Zero. What do you mean, 'When are we from'?"
"Well, you see," said one of the boys, "It's kind of.complicated." They studied him. He was wearing red pants, and a white shirt with a black vest over it. His black hair was short and spiky. He looked to be 18.
"Hem, hem!" The 8-year old cleared his throat loudly. He had lavender hair in a bowl-cut, and seemed pretty tough for his age.
"Nani?" asked the 7-year old, a boy with black hair that stuck up in every direction. Nani? They thought. What the -use your imagination- does nani mean? The nerd-boy yelled something that sounded to them like gibberish.
"Huh?" The other people seemed to realize they was there then, and looked at them again.
"Gomen, I mean, sorry, we forgot Trunks and Goten here couldn't speak English." Explained the nerd, gesturing to the two chibis.
"I know!" Exclaimed the blue-haired woman. "My translation devices should do the trick!" With speed that no human should have, she dashed around, fitting tiny machines on their heads.
"Bulma, you have translators!?!" cried the girl. She had short black hair, and was obviously a tomboy.
"Well, yeah. Since we seem to have a tendency to travel to different planets, I thought it would be nice to have a translator, so, being the amazing genius that I am, I made some. You can't even tell they're there."
* * *
By now, the newcomers were seriously freaked out. Bulma explained about the time machine and proper introductions were made. CRASH! Everyone turned to see Magnet, grinning sheepishly by the time machine and a dropped, apparently heavy, object.
"Sorry man, but I can't help it. My fingers are like little magnets." Bulma smiled. A very forced smile.
"That's okay, except for the fact that he just dropped that [enter long, complicated, science-y word here] on the time machine. D-tent turned to her, bug eyed. "Looks like you'll be staying here for awhile." She said, resisting the urge to bop they're heads off with Chi Chi's frying pan. Luckily, Gohan saw this.
"Come on you guys; let's introduce you to my friends."
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So, what do you think?
Hiei: Hn. Horrible.
Me: Who are you, Simon?
Simon: Hey!
Warden: Excuse me?
CGL Boys: Ahhh!!!!!
Me: Where did you come from!?! Die! *opens portal to the depths of hell*
Warden: Ahhh!!!!!
CGL Boys: *cheer*
Me: Next on the agenda.Li! Reply to the reviewers!
Sayoran: *glares and goes back to original activity (not smiling)*
Eriol: Cheer up, my cute little descendant.
Sayoran: Don't call me that!
Me: *sweat drop* Okay, I'll do the reviews. First up!
Black Fire Dragon K: Hey! I know you! I love your story, the Secret
Video Project-Gohan thing! Don't you remember me? eponine-in-
training? That was before I got my
phsyudeum.psydeum.phyusodeum.whatever.
Gavroche Rules: ha, ha, very funny. :p