(A/N: As for those who may be lost, wondering, and confused: Jesscheaux's name is pronounced "Jeh-shay" – or at least I'm pretty sure. ^_^** And so, we continue with the madness of it all…)
Disclaimer: Hey! Guess what!? Akira Toriyama GAVE me DBZ! Isn't that nice? Apparently, he thought I was worthy, and gave me Piccolo, too! PLUS all his stocks and bonds! …. NOT.
Finish Date: April 9th, 2002
By: Kittioto
The Authoresses of DBZ
Chapter 2: Get A GRIP!
*What a stud!*
*What a hottie!*
*Such a strategist!*
*So intelligent!*
*So quiet!*
*So meaningful!*
*So deep!*
*So strikingly handsome!*
*What a hottie!*
*What a stud!*
More strange female thoughts raced through Kitt and Jess' minds as they stared on at the mighty Namek.
CW and DD both turned around, slightly awestruck.
"Guess we didn't need to look for HIM after all…" CW scratched her head Goku-style, sending her long blonde hair rippling behind her.
"YEAH! How'd he just APPEAR out of nowhere, anyway?!" Rambled DD.
"Because he's all that." – Kitt,
"Because he's PICCOLO." – And Jess.
CW turned to look at them, an eyebrow raised in amusement --- and pity.
"You two need to get a GRIP."
Piccolo stared at the four girls like intruders at Area 51.
"WHAT are you doing here?"
"I forgot." Jesscheaux blinked.
"I dunno." Kittioto blinked as well.
"I'm sure that really helps him, girls." DD rolled her eyes. *Though I gotta admit… he IS a looker!*
Chestnut Wind went up to Piccolo calmly and folded her arms, being her usual professional self. "We're uh… 'reporters'. Here to get some inspiration. Y'know where everyone else might be…?"
"Oh… 'reporters'… so, you sure you don't mean that you're here to reek havoc?"
!?
!?!!!!
!??
!!!!!!??????
"Um… no… no, not at all…"
….. From the side-lines…..
"Jesscheaux… he's mine…"
"WHAT!? No way! Piccolo… is mine…"
"No fair, I created this fanfic!"
"Yeah, but I'm in it too!! Plus, you REALLY liked us together in TSR!"
"But--- but--!!!"
"He's mine, I tell you!"
"I REFUSE!"
"Alright, fine… there's only one way to reasonably settle this." Jesscheaux sighed and looked up at Piccolo, whom raised an eye-ridge, obviously not understanding what they meant when chattering about him being THEIR property.
"Piccolo-chan, I ask a favor of you to settle a dispute with my fellow uh… 'journalist' here."
"I don't DO favors. And I certainly hope that for your health's sake that you didn't just add 'chan' to my name."
"Um… no… but please, it's quite simple. See, um… because um… because……….."
"….?"
"Er… because we BOTH want to interview you at the same time you're going to have to use your split-form technique and be TWO Piccolo's so we can BOTH hav.. have um… time to interview you!"
Piccolo scowled back. "I will NOT be interviewed."
"What..? Oohhhh, PLEAAASE?"
Kitt slapped her forehead. *She's a GENIUS! I wish I'd thought of the split-form move!! D'oh.*
Kitt stepped next to Jesscheaux and gave off heavy puppy-dog eyes directed at Piccolo. "Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaase????"
"What…? NO!" Piccolo cringed back slightly at the sight of ultra-kawaii eyes. They were… noooo, they were GOHAN eyes!!!!!
"OH MY WORD!!!!" CW abruptly ended the session and screamed, pointing to the back-door.
"MY EAAAAAAAAARS…!!!" Due to Chestnut Wind's intensely high voice when used on purpose, Piccolo clutched his large delicate ears in pain. He REALLY didn't want to experience what he had in the Lord Slug episode of his life again.
"TRUNKS-CHAN!!!" CW squealed in excitement.
"WHERE!??" DD turned her head this way and that, nearly running into a wall, but finally finding his form pressed up against the back glass door, seemingly talking to someone.
"EEEK! Trunks-san!!"
However, Jess and Kitt were FAR too content on making sure Piccolo's ears were okay to care about the purple haired wonder dude.
"Are you okay, Mr. Piccolo!?"
"Piccolo-san, are you going to be alright!?"
Piccolo leered at the two girls in shock and fright.
*What are they doing… are they CARING for me, or ATTACKING me!?*
"Piccolo, sir, is there anything we can do to help!?"
A small, pause of discomfort, followed, as Piccolo gulped and stared at the two authoresses that possessed gigantic Gohan eyes.
"You can get out of my face…"
The two authoresses both blushed simultaneously and backed off.
Jess and Kitt quickly looked around themselves to find the other two authoresses cat-fighting.
"He's MINE I tell you!!!" CW barked at DD.
"What makes you think that!? NOT IF I GET TO HIM FIRST!!" Dark Dragon barked back and bolted for the glass door.
"NO!" CW took a leap of faith and snatched DD's ankle, sending them both toppling to the ground in a hairy mess of claws and yowls.
Jesscheaux raised an eyebrow at the spectacle. "Think we should DO something…?"
Kitt looked over to Jess and shrugged. "It's all good clean fun!"
"He's MINE, ALLLL MINE!!!"
"I'll get him before you!!"
"OVER MY DEAD BODY!" More yowls were heard, and it was now impossible to tell the two rivaling authoresses apart.
FINALLY, Dark Dragon and Chestnut Wind kicked each other off, sending themselves flying half-way across the room and in separate directions… both equally far away from the infamous glass door.
Chestnut Wind drew a mighty glare at Dark Dragon as she scrambled to get back onto her feet, whilst Dark Dragon did the exact same thing.
With a flash, they both took off for the glass door at the exact same time, and just as the half Saiyan 17 year old opened the door to go in, they had reached….
"YAAAH!!!"
"YAAAH!!!"
Much to poor Mirai Trunks' pain, the two authoresses sprung him at the same time.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!! THE ANDROIDS ARE BACK!" Petrified Mirai yelped in surprise as he was being jumped by not one, but TWO insane fanatics.
Kitt glanced back at Jess after witnessing this. "And they thought WE needed a grip…"
Jesscheaux chuckled thoughtfully.
Piccolo used his usual glare/stare/neutral look in Mirai Trunks' direction, perhaps in slight pity.
"Poor soul…"
With the insane mess of lilac, blonde, and Dark Dragon's hair, Vegeta entered the room, stumbling upon the horrifying scene.
"BRAT, WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH THOSE PATHETIC HUMAN FEMALES!!??"
Mirai Trunks paled at the sight of his father's angry expression.
"It wasn't me, I SWEAR! Please HEE----EELLLPP!!!!!"
"Weakling…" Vegeta murmured.
Dark Dragon looked up from fighting over Trunks and at Vegeta. Automatic heart eyes appeared and she gazed on at the annoying Prince of all Vegetables.
".... Veggie-baka…" She murmured quite fondly.
Mirai Trunks blinked a couple times. "Does this mean you're gunna let me go…?"
DD looked back at CW and MTrunks, and scowled. "NEVER!!"
"You're just --- being ---- DIFFICULT!!!" An enraged and frazzled Chestnut Wind gasped through screeches and yelps while her and DD continued to fight over Trunks.
"Father! Please!" Mirai begged Vegeta, holding out an arm from the mess of tangled authoresses.
Vegeta stared on at the sight, his expression unreadable.
Kitt chuckled from the side-lines. "Now you meet your destiny, young Sky.. er… Mirai Trunks." (A/N: This is what happens when my mother forces me to watch Star Wars five million times in a row to make sure that I "understand" the plot.)
Jesscheaux looked at her strangely. "Shouldn't we… you know… help?"
"Whatever for…?"
"I don't know… but just LOOKING at them is painful. I think my eyes are forming a bruise."
"Hmm… is does look rather uncomfortable. Well, even if we DO try to separate them, how?"
Jesscheaux rubbed her chin thoughtfully. "Well… there's brute strength… probably wouldn't work out too well…" No light bulb appeared over Jess this time and she sighed.
"That's the only thing I can think of."
Kitt scratched the back of her head in habit and stared at the ceiling. "Well… we could… OH! I know!!!"
LIGHTBULB!!
"KAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The battling stopped momentarily as Kitt screamed through the forever-long shafts of CC.
"Aaaaaaaaaah!!!!" Poor Piccolo again covered his ears in obvious pain. Kitt's voice wasn't a particularly high one, but it was certainly loud enough.
"Katie YUUUUUY!!!"
"Ah, shut that foolish girl up!" Vegeta "commanded"(~cough~princess~coughcough~) the authoresses and whom ever beckoned to his call.
Kitt stood there, seemingly waiting for something, and glanced over at Piccolo.
".. You okay..?"
Jess was already at his side and looking forlorn.
Piccolo just muttered something under his breath and glared at a wall, with his arms folded in his usual "don't-touch-me" stance.
Kittioto glanced back at a hallway, and she looked slightly brighter when she saw a form draw closer… and closer.. and closer… and… AAAH TOO CLOSE!!
Katie Yuy, a fellow Piccolo freak, over-judged her speed and smacked right into Kitt.
"OW!"
"Gah!!"
Jesscheaux's eyes grew wide and scampered over to the tangled authoresses. "You guy's okay!?"
"… Ow." Kittioto replied, with a slight groan from Katie. Then they both got up and looked at Jess.
Jess quirked an eyebrow and looked at Katie. "Who're you?"
Kitt raised her hand like in classed and waved it in the air.
"Yes Kitt?" Jess allowed.
"This is Katie Yuy! She's a Piccolo fan too… and however much I hate to bring more competition in this, I think she can help with the uh… CW, Mirai, and DD quest."
Katie said nothing as her eyes slowly glazed over to a certain someone.
"AH! Is that who I think it is!?"
Jess and Kitt grinned like idiots and looked over to Piccolo as well. Aaaaw, he's such a stud!! Especially in that "Don't-touch-me" position!!
Crooked grins headed Piccolo's way as he finally stared back, a sweatdrop forming above his head.
*What are they doing…?* Poor Piccolo, he had yet to experience oogling fan girls, and wasn't entirely sure WHAT they were doing.
Kitt noticed Piccolo looking in their direction and faked a cough, not liking to be stared at. (Okay, so I don't like to be stared at!! It's… weird! So sue me!) "Um… ahem… well, I think we better help Mirai before his limbs are gone, no?"
Katie snapped out of it momentarily and stared at Kitt. (STOP THE STARING!!)
"Mirai…?"
Kitt pointed at the on-going battle between the remaining authoresses. "DD and CW have been at it for a good 10 minutes now."
"MIIIIIINE!!!!"
"NEVAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Oh." Katie nodded. "Poor Trunks. What're we gunna do?"
This time Jess looked away from Piccolo, whilst he was still staring at them, and spoke up. "We're gunna use brute strength!! No other way to go about it… hopefully then they'll calm down."
"And," Kitt started, "With three against two, we should triumph!!"
"Ooooh!" Katie nodded, and headed over to the mess.
"Please… help!!" Mirai reached for Katie. Katie simply nodded at the poor guy, then turned back to the fellow Piccolo lovers. "Let's do this!"
Kitt and Jess galloped over like a couple horses or something.
"I'll take CW!" Kitt announced, looking interested at her long-been friend. "I know her weaknesses! … Well, to tell the truth, she's got none…! BUT I'LL TAKE HER ANYWAY!"
Jess nodded. "That leaves me with DD I guess. I suppose Katie can grab Trunks and drag him away."
The three Piccolo fans grabbed onto their victims, Katie with Trunks' arm, Jess with one of DD's ankles, and Kitt with her arms around CW's waist, all of them trying to tug them away.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING, KITT!!??" Chestnut Wind bellowed in frustration. "It's TRUNKS!!"
"Just hold still, and make it easy for me!" Kitt yelped back, tugging for all she was worth.
Unfortunately for Kitt, CW didn't mind her plea, and tugged the opposite direction.
Jess was having problems of her own with Dark Dragon. *What a fire-ball! Good grief, man!* She thought, trying with all her power to drag her away.
"LET GO YOU BAKA MORON, HE'S MINE I TELL YOU, MIIIINE!!!!!!!"
DD wasn't helping things.
Trunks however, had just plain given up and lay there like a sack of potatoes, waiting to be rescued. The hard part was trying to get the other authoresses off of him.
Katie sweatdropped. *This is harder than it looks!!*
With one last yank and yelp, the three different people were separated. Trunks was timidly dragged away by Katie over to a corner, suspiciously close to Piccolo. Why Piccolo wasn't helping, was beyond any of the people in the crowd, and Vegeta obviously thought it below him to help his future son.
CW and DD were still not giving up though!
"WOULD-YOU-JUST-CALM-DOWN!!???" Kitt shrieked, tightening her grip on Chessie.
"LET ME AT HER!! DD, you're a DEAD woman!" She threatened through clenched teeth, hissing like a feisty/mauled cat.
"OH YEAH!!??? Well I'm still breathing you little punk!! You want some of this, come GET IT!!" DD spat back, fighting Jess the whole way.
After a few more rabid insults, the authoresses became very tired from all the fighting and calmed down a bit. Kitt and Jess let them go, but stuck close by just in case.
With a flop on the ground, Jess, CW, Kitt, and DD all sat down and sighed.
"Well…" CW said in exhaustion, "… I guess we'll have to do this the fair way." She glanced up at a still slightly frazzled and angry Dark Dragon.
"And that is?" DD glared a bit at her.
"The fair way. The natural. We'll let Trunks decide who he loves more by the end of the day! May the best woman win!!" *ME.* She thought silently.
DD shifted her looks from anger to understanding. "Fine. We'll see who's better."
Vegeta had now long-since left for the kitchen, hungered by the mere sight of fighting.
Piccolo still leaned against a wall with the "Don't-touch-me" thing goin' on.
Mirai was a few feet from Piccolo, sitting on the ground with Katie nearby, and his back to the wall, looking bewildered. *Why do I have to be so dang good lookin' and charming!?*
TO BE CONTINUED… (!)
(A/N: HEY YA'LL! Whatcha think? Hem? Huh huh huh, didja like it, didja didja didja???? MWAHAHAHHA!! I put way too much chaos and general fun into this, so I don't know if ANY of it made sense! If it didn't: REVIEW! … However, if it DID: … REVIEW! If you didn't bother reading this because you thought it stunk: REVIEW! ~_^)
Disclaimer: Hey! Guess what!? Akira Toriyama GAVE me DBZ! Isn't that nice? Apparently, he thought I was worthy, and gave me Piccolo, too! PLUS all his stocks and bonds! …. NOT.
Finish Date: April 9th, 2002
By: Kittioto
The Authoresses of DBZ
Chapter 2: Get A GRIP!
*What a stud!*
*What a hottie!*
*Such a strategist!*
*So intelligent!*
*So quiet!*
*So meaningful!*
*So deep!*
*So strikingly handsome!*
*What a hottie!*
*What a stud!*
More strange female thoughts raced through Kitt and Jess' minds as they stared on at the mighty Namek.
CW and DD both turned around, slightly awestruck.
"Guess we didn't need to look for HIM after all…" CW scratched her head Goku-style, sending her long blonde hair rippling behind her.
"YEAH! How'd he just APPEAR out of nowhere, anyway?!" Rambled DD.
"Because he's all that." – Kitt,
"Because he's PICCOLO." – And Jess.
CW turned to look at them, an eyebrow raised in amusement --- and pity.
"You two need to get a GRIP."
Piccolo stared at the four girls like intruders at Area 51.
"WHAT are you doing here?"
"I forgot." Jesscheaux blinked.
"I dunno." Kittioto blinked as well.
"I'm sure that really helps him, girls." DD rolled her eyes. *Though I gotta admit… he IS a looker!*
Chestnut Wind went up to Piccolo calmly and folded her arms, being her usual professional self. "We're uh… 'reporters'. Here to get some inspiration. Y'know where everyone else might be…?"
"Oh… 'reporters'… so, you sure you don't mean that you're here to reek havoc?"
!?
!?!!!!
!??
!!!!!!??????
"Um… no… no, not at all…"
….. From the side-lines…..
"Jesscheaux… he's mine…"
"WHAT!? No way! Piccolo… is mine…"
"No fair, I created this fanfic!"
"Yeah, but I'm in it too!! Plus, you REALLY liked us together in TSR!"
"But--- but--!!!"
"He's mine, I tell you!"
"I REFUSE!"
"Alright, fine… there's only one way to reasonably settle this." Jesscheaux sighed and looked up at Piccolo, whom raised an eye-ridge, obviously not understanding what they meant when chattering about him being THEIR property.
"Piccolo-chan, I ask a favor of you to settle a dispute with my fellow uh… 'journalist' here."
"I don't DO favors. And I certainly hope that for your health's sake that you didn't just add 'chan' to my name."
"Um… no… but please, it's quite simple. See, um… because um… because……….."
"….?"
"Er… because we BOTH want to interview you at the same time you're going to have to use your split-form technique and be TWO Piccolo's so we can BOTH hav.. have um… time to interview you!"
Piccolo scowled back. "I will NOT be interviewed."
"What..? Oohhhh, PLEAAASE?"
Kitt slapped her forehead. *She's a GENIUS! I wish I'd thought of the split-form move!! D'oh.*
Kitt stepped next to Jesscheaux and gave off heavy puppy-dog eyes directed at Piccolo. "Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaase????"
"What…? NO!" Piccolo cringed back slightly at the sight of ultra-kawaii eyes. They were… noooo, they were GOHAN eyes!!!!!
"OH MY WORD!!!!" CW abruptly ended the session and screamed, pointing to the back-door.
"MY EAAAAAAAAARS…!!!" Due to Chestnut Wind's intensely high voice when used on purpose, Piccolo clutched his large delicate ears in pain. He REALLY didn't want to experience what he had in the Lord Slug episode of his life again.
"TRUNKS-CHAN!!!" CW squealed in excitement.
"WHERE!??" DD turned her head this way and that, nearly running into a wall, but finally finding his form pressed up against the back glass door, seemingly talking to someone.
"EEEK! Trunks-san!!"
However, Jess and Kitt were FAR too content on making sure Piccolo's ears were okay to care about the purple haired wonder dude.
"Are you okay, Mr. Piccolo!?"
"Piccolo-san, are you going to be alright!?"
Piccolo leered at the two girls in shock and fright.
*What are they doing… are they CARING for me, or ATTACKING me!?*
"Piccolo, sir, is there anything we can do to help!?"
A small, pause of discomfort, followed, as Piccolo gulped and stared at the two authoresses that possessed gigantic Gohan eyes.
"You can get out of my face…"
The two authoresses both blushed simultaneously and backed off.
Jess and Kitt quickly looked around themselves to find the other two authoresses cat-fighting.
"He's MINE I tell you!!!" CW barked at DD.
"What makes you think that!? NOT IF I GET TO HIM FIRST!!" Dark Dragon barked back and bolted for the glass door.
"NO!" CW took a leap of faith and snatched DD's ankle, sending them both toppling to the ground in a hairy mess of claws and yowls.
Jesscheaux raised an eyebrow at the spectacle. "Think we should DO something…?"
Kitt looked over to Jess and shrugged. "It's all good clean fun!"
"He's MINE, ALLLL MINE!!!"
"I'll get him before you!!"
"OVER MY DEAD BODY!" More yowls were heard, and it was now impossible to tell the two rivaling authoresses apart.
FINALLY, Dark Dragon and Chestnut Wind kicked each other off, sending themselves flying half-way across the room and in separate directions… both equally far away from the infamous glass door.
Chestnut Wind drew a mighty glare at Dark Dragon as she scrambled to get back onto her feet, whilst Dark Dragon did the exact same thing.
With a flash, they both took off for the glass door at the exact same time, and just as the half Saiyan 17 year old opened the door to go in, they had reached….
"YAAAH!!!"
"YAAAH!!!"
Much to poor Mirai Trunks' pain, the two authoresses sprung him at the same time.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!! THE ANDROIDS ARE BACK!" Petrified Mirai yelped in surprise as he was being jumped by not one, but TWO insane fanatics.
Kitt glanced back at Jess after witnessing this. "And they thought WE needed a grip…"
Jesscheaux chuckled thoughtfully.
Piccolo used his usual glare/stare/neutral look in Mirai Trunks' direction, perhaps in slight pity.
"Poor soul…"
With the insane mess of lilac, blonde, and Dark Dragon's hair, Vegeta entered the room, stumbling upon the horrifying scene.
"BRAT, WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH THOSE PATHETIC HUMAN FEMALES!!??"
Mirai Trunks paled at the sight of his father's angry expression.
"It wasn't me, I SWEAR! Please HEE----EELLLPP!!!!!"
"Weakling…" Vegeta murmured.
Dark Dragon looked up from fighting over Trunks and at Vegeta. Automatic heart eyes appeared and she gazed on at the annoying Prince of all Vegetables.
".... Veggie-baka…" She murmured quite fondly.
Mirai Trunks blinked a couple times. "Does this mean you're gunna let me go…?"
DD looked back at CW and MTrunks, and scowled. "NEVER!!"
"You're just --- being ---- DIFFICULT!!!" An enraged and frazzled Chestnut Wind gasped through screeches and yelps while her and DD continued to fight over Trunks.
"Father! Please!" Mirai begged Vegeta, holding out an arm from the mess of tangled authoresses.
Vegeta stared on at the sight, his expression unreadable.
Kitt chuckled from the side-lines. "Now you meet your destiny, young Sky.. er… Mirai Trunks." (A/N: This is what happens when my mother forces me to watch Star Wars five million times in a row to make sure that I "understand" the plot.)
Jesscheaux looked at her strangely. "Shouldn't we… you know… help?"
"Whatever for…?"
"I don't know… but just LOOKING at them is painful. I think my eyes are forming a bruise."
"Hmm… is does look rather uncomfortable. Well, even if we DO try to separate them, how?"
Jesscheaux rubbed her chin thoughtfully. "Well… there's brute strength… probably wouldn't work out too well…" No light bulb appeared over Jess this time and she sighed.
"That's the only thing I can think of."
Kitt scratched the back of her head in habit and stared at the ceiling. "Well… we could… OH! I know!!!"
LIGHTBULB!!
"KAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The battling stopped momentarily as Kitt screamed through the forever-long shafts of CC.
"Aaaaaaaaaah!!!!" Poor Piccolo again covered his ears in obvious pain. Kitt's voice wasn't a particularly high one, but it was certainly loud enough.
"Katie YUUUUUY!!!"
"Ah, shut that foolish girl up!" Vegeta "commanded"(~cough~princess~coughcough~) the authoresses and whom ever beckoned to his call.
Kitt stood there, seemingly waiting for something, and glanced over at Piccolo.
".. You okay..?"
Jess was already at his side and looking forlorn.
Piccolo just muttered something under his breath and glared at a wall, with his arms folded in his usual "don't-touch-me" stance.
Kittioto glanced back at a hallway, and she looked slightly brighter when she saw a form draw closer… and closer.. and closer… and… AAAH TOO CLOSE!!
Katie Yuy, a fellow Piccolo freak, over-judged her speed and smacked right into Kitt.
"OW!"
"Gah!!"
Jesscheaux's eyes grew wide and scampered over to the tangled authoresses. "You guy's okay!?"
"… Ow." Kittioto replied, with a slight groan from Katie. Then they both got up and looked at Jess.
Jess quirked an eyebrow and looked at Katie. "Who're you?"
Kitt raised her hand like in classed and waved it in the air.
"Yes Kitt?" Jess allowed.
"This is Katie Yuy! She's a Piccolo fan too… and however much I hate to bring more competition in this, I think she can help with the uh… CW, Mirai, and DD quest."
Katie said nothing as her eyes slowly glazed over to a certain someone.
"AH! Is that who I think it is!?"
Jess and Kitt grinned like idiots and looked over to Piccolo as well. Aaaaw, he's such a stud!! Especially in that "Don't-touch-me" position!!
Crooked grins headed Piccolo's way as he finally stared back, a sweatdrop forming above his head.
*What are they doing…?* Poor Piccolo, he had yet to experience oogling fan girls, and wasn't entirely sure WHAT they were doing.
Kitt noticed Piccolo looking in their direction and faked a cough, not liking to be stared at. (Okay, so I don't like to be stared at!! It's… weird! So sue me!) "Um… ahem… well, I think we better help Mirai before his limbs are gone, no?"
Katie snapped out of it momentarily and stared at Kitt. (STOP THE STARING!!)
"Mirai…?"
Kitt pointed at the on-going battle between the remaining authoresses. "DD and CW have been at it for a good 10 minutes now."
"MIIIIIINE!!!!"
"NEVAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Oh." Katie nodded. "Poor Trunks. What're we gunna do?"
This time Jess looked away from Piccolo, whilst he was still staring at them, and spoke up. "We're gunna use brute strength!! No other way to go about it… hopefully then they'll calm down."
"And," Kitt started, "With three against two, we should triumph!!"
"Ooooh!" Katie nodded, and headed over to the mess.
"Please… help!!" Mirai reached for Katie. Katie simply nodded at the poor guy, then turned back to the fellow Piccolo lovers. "Let's do this!"
Kitt and Jess galloped over like a couple horses or something.
"I'll take CW!" Kitt announced, looking interested at her long-been friend. "I know her weaknesses! … Well, to tell the truth, she's got none…! BUT I'LL TAKE HER ANYWAY!"
Jess nodded. "That leaves me with DD I guess. I suppose Katie can grab Trunks and drag him away."
The three Piccolo fans grabbed onto their victims, Katie with Trunks' arm, Jess with one of DD's ankles, and Kitt with her arms around CW's waist, all of them trying to tug them away.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING, KITT!!??" Chestnut Wind bellowed in frustration. "It's TRUNKS!!"
"Just hold still, and make it easy for me!" Kitt yelped back, tugging for all she was worth.
Unfortunately for Kitt, CW didn't mind her plea, and tugged the opposite direction.
Jess was having problems of her own with Dark Dragon. *What a fire-ball! Good grief, man!* She thought, trying with all her power to drag her away.
"LET GO YOU BAKA MORON, HE'S MINE I TELL YOU, MIIIINE!!!!!!!"
DD wasn't helping things.
Trunks however, had just plain given up and lay there like a sack of potatoes, waiting to be rescued. The hard part was trying to get the other authoresses off of him.
Katie sweatdropped. *This is harder than it looks!!*
With one last yank and yelp, the three different people were separated. Trunks was timidly dragged away by Katie over to a corner, suspiciously close to Piccolo. Why Piccolo wasn't helping, was beyond any of the people in the crowd, and Vegeta obviously thought it below him to help his future son.
CW and DD were still not giving up though!
"WOULD-YOU-JUST-CALM-DOWN!!???" Kitt shrieked, tightening her grip on Chessie.
"LET ME AT HER!! DD, you're a DEAD woman!" She threatened through clenched teeth, hissing like a feisty/mauled cat.
"OH YEAH!!??? Well I'm still breathing you little punk!! You want some of this, come GET IT!!" DD spat back, fighting Jess the whole way.
After a few more rabid insults, the authoresses became very tired from all the fighting and calmed down a bit. Kitt and Jess let them go, but stuck close by just in case.
With a flop on the ground, Jess, CW, Kitt, and DD all sat down and sighed.
"Well…" CW said in exhaustion, "… I guess we'll have to do this the fair way." She glanced up at a still slightly frazzled and angry Dark Dragon.
"And that is?" DD glared a bit at her.
"The fair way. The natural. We'll let Trunks decide who he loves more by the end of the day! May the best woman win!!" *ME.* She thought silently.
DD shifted her looks from anger to understanding. "Fine. We'll see who's better."
Vegeta had now long-since left for the kitchen, hungered by the mere sight of fighting.
Piccolo still leaned against a wall with the "Don't-touch-me" thing goin' on.
Mirai was a few feet from Piccolo, sitting on the ground with Katie nearby, and his back to the wall, looking bewildered. *Why do I have to be so dang good lookin' and charming!?*
TO BE CONTINUED… (!)
(A/N: HEY YA'LL! Whatcha think? Hem? Huh huh huh, didja like it, didja didja didja???? MWAHAHAHHA!! I put way too much chaos and general fun into this, so I don't know if ANY of it made sense! If it didn't: REVIEW! … However, if it DID: … REVIEW! If you didn't bother reading this because you thought it stunk: REVIEW! ~_^)