Okay now it's time for another update. It is almost 12 at night so I can't promise the greatest longest thing ever but I can certainly try. At least it's an update. Here you guys go.
Vegeta: REVIEW WEEK EARTHLINGS!
Me: a little scary don't you think?
Vegeta: No! Not scary enough! (destroys my computer) Want to go another chapter without reviewing?
Me: VEGETA!! NOW HOW AM I SUPPOSE TO TYPE THE STORY!!
Vegeta: Use your imagination and magically type it up at the library computer.
Me: -.-;
I don't own DBZ, the song Hells Forecast, Bloaty's Pizza, Cesar Pizza or Pizza Hut
Chapter 2
Yamcha
"Yea, Bulma, 18 managed to get Krillian to agree to go with use on a triple date. Yea, did you find another babysitter? No? Well, don't you worry because I did! He owns me a favor. Don't worry it's Yamcha. I know the kids will tear him apart. You wanted to find a way to get back at him for treating his new girl friend better then he ever treated you right? Well, here it is, leave him with the kids, they will make him crazy if not break him completely. I know I'm evil. See you tonight." Chichi hung up the phone and turned to her husband.
"I really don't feel comfortable dooming my best friend like this," he said really uneasily.
"Well, do you feel comfortable with regular jeans on?"
"Not really but-"
"Yet you are still wearing them aren't you?"
"Only because you are making me," he whined.
"Excatly. Now let's go." Why Chichi chose to go to a pizza hut was beyond him. Why they were going to the one across the street form Cesar's Pizza where going was taking Videl was also beyond him. What he didn't realize was Chichi was insuring her future grandchildren were born by choosing the Pizza Hut across from them without them suspecting her spying.
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Bulma, Vegeta, Krillin, and 18 waited for Yamcha to show up. Vegeta was extremely grumpy about leaving his son with that worthless baseball player leech. Bulma assured him that after tonight he was never going to want to show up at CC for a very long time. It cheered Vegeta up a little bit. When he did show the four quickly said goodbye and left.
Yamcha barely said goodbye before they left him in the Hell House that he was totally unaware of. He turned around to see the three children standing on the stares. Trunks and Goten and Maron looked at him expectedly.
"Well," he said nervously, "what do you guys want to do?"
"I want to play cards," said Maron.
"Good idea, lets play poker! You kids know how to play poker?"
They sat a the table and learned how to play poker. What Yamcha didn't realize was just how devious these little demons were. But he would find out, oh would he find out, and he would regret the entire night.
After playing a couple round Trunks looked rather unhappy. "What's wrong Trunks," he asked.
"I'm hungary," he said gloomily.
"Oh, well, I can't cook but I could take you guys out to eat. What do you want to eat?"
"Bloaties Pizza," the three kids cried out happily. Yamcha had never been to Bloaty's before but Pizza sounded good so he agreed. He loaded them up in the car as the kids started to bounce up and down happily. "Okay," he said a little nervous. I'm easily distracted so can we not jump around like that?"
"Can we listen to a CD," asked Trunks with a grin on his face.
"Well, if it isn't to distracting then yes."
"YAY!" Yamcha nervously gripped the wheel. He was a very nervous driver and the boy yelling wasn't helping. Trunks disappeared for a moment and reappeared with a CD case that said MIRAI'S CD'S!!
"Um, should we touch those? They are Mirai's not ours," he said.
"Don't worry, he doesn't care," said Trunks. He pulled out a blank CD and put it in. The song made his insides turn and made him even more nervous.
Something had woke me a sound on my roof
It was followed by smashing me thumping and soon
I jumped out of my bed thinking I'd been invaded
Heard smashing more pounding the sound has convaded
Looked out of my window blood dripped down the glass
I see bodies lay mangled and twisted on grass
I ran into the main room and shaggy was dead
So was Nate the Mad, Jumpsteady, and ABK
Bolted out of the house to see if it's a joke
I heard hundreds of car alarms softly in smoke
And the sky above red I see dead bodies falling
It's raining with corpses the blood is upon me
Yamcha had lost his nerve. The song had officially terrified him and he swerved to the other side of the street hitting a speed bump them freaked out. He parked the car and jumped out looking at the clear blue sky in relief. He turned around to see a cop standing there watching him.
"Sir do you mind stepping away from your vehicle?"
Yamcha sighed in exasperation.
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Yamcha and the kids walked into Bloady's. He had gotten a ticket for unsafe driving with children in the car. It was an expensive ticket, maybe Bulma would be good enough to compensate for it. He looked around and thought that he stepped into hell. There were video game machines, a playground, a counter to order pizza, a counter to collect prizes, and children everywhere. They were running around screaming with parents chasing after them threatening to spank them, telling them they couldn't play any more if they didn't behave, threatening not to feed them. But in reality, the kids were in control. They did what they wanted regardless. In the center of the room was a grotesquely overweighed man dressed up as a pig with a purple vest and a very retarded looking purple hat.
"And I thought Freiza was hell," he said looking around at the 'battle field' as the parents were loosing the big war going on. He looked down and saw that his own kids had disappeared. He began to panic. He looked around and saw Marron at the top of a fence overlooking the ball pit, Goten was at the counter ordering three of every kind of pizza, but Trunks was no where to be found.
Yamcha first walked over to Goten and helped him carry all the pizza's to the table and left him to his food. He then walked over to Marron. She looked down on him and he tried to coax her down. "Come on Marron, sweetheart, come one down for uncle Yamcha and we can have some Pizza."
Marron felt her intellegece was insulted so threw a ball at him. Yamcha closed his eyes as the ball hit him and just stood there. He then looked up and a whole gang of kids were throwing plastic balls at him. He ran for cover as the little demons continued to throw balls, dirty socks, and a dirty diaper at him. He turned to look at it and looked over to see a naked toddler that had joined the little war. He took cover under the table. He looked around and saw Trunks was over at Bloaty. Good, great, he was distracted. Yamcha turned his attention back to Marron and her troops. He looked around and saw the parents of the children trying to make them come down from the ball pit and stop throwing things but it was no use. They were only plummeted by more socks and balls and pizza pieces. They ran over toward Yamcha and he stood up. They looked at him curiously.
"Guys, if we are going to gain control over them we must work together to fight this tyranny!" The parents felt a sudden surge of anarchy and inspiration toward his words. "When did children become the boss and we become the ones to be bossed around? We need to fight them off, turn it around. No long will putting them in the corner really help us. We need to hit them where it really hurts!"
"Um, I'm against abusing my child," said one woman.
"We aren't going to touch them," he said annoyed.
"Oh, well, okay then."
"Now, first we need to cut off there supplies, then we need to gang on them as they leave of fall asleep! What goes up must come down right?"
"RIGHT," they all said with there fists in the air ready to go to war. The kids all exchanged looks. Yamcha turned his attention back to Trunks and saw that he was proceeding to kick the shit out of poor Bloady.
"Okay, first, what do we need to cut off?"
"Their weapons," said one man.
"Yea, lets get rid of the plastic balls and stuff!"
Yamcha and the parents walked over to the plastic ball pit and they all tipped it over. Marron and the other children jumped down and went to attack but everyone stopped and turned toward Bloady as he cried out in pain. They looked at their parents then charged on Bloady. If they were going down so was Bloady!
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Yamcha and the parents went to grab there children and pull them off. They saw one girl jump off a chair and was caught by her mother and pulled out. The girl fell to the ground and proceeded to kick and scream. The mom looked helpless. Yamcha grabbed Trunks and Marron and went to help his fellow soldier. He shoved the two kids into her hands and picked the other little girl up.
Someone at the restaurant called the police and they were surrounding the building. The one who had given Yamcha the ticket had walked in and saw Yamcha holding a screamer trying to get away, a woman with his two kids, the other one sitting all alone sleeping on the table, and parents tackling there own children to the ground.
"Who started this madness," yelled the cop. Every finger in the room pointed to Yamcha
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Yamcha sat on the couch in the dark living room twitching and mumbling to himself sucking on his own thumb. The horrors of they day replaying in his head. The two tickets he would have to pay off, that disturbing song in his memory, the children, everywhere, the children…
Bulma, Vegeta, Goku, Chichi, Krillin and 18 walked in laughing to themselves and saw that Yamcha was in the room looking like a loony patient. Vegeta walked into the kitchen and saw the children playing poker at the table gambling with Yamcha's money.
"Who the hell taught you to gamble," yelled Vegeta. Marron was now on the edge of tears, Goten scared stiff, and Trunks a little jittery.
"Um, um, um."
"You need to tell your brain to tell your mouth to tell me where you three learned how to gamble," he said trying not sound vicious but failing at it.
"Y-y-yamcha," he stuttered. Marron was now howling with tears and Goten had actually passed out.
"Okay," said Bulma, "time for everyone to go home." Marron was calmed down by 18 and Bulma, Goku picked his son up and wondered why his face was caked with pizza. Vegeta sent nervous Trunks to bed who happily retreated to the safety of his bedroom.
Yamcha? Well the happy farm sent nice people in white coats to take him to his new home.
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Well peeps I'm off to bed. Hope you liked it.