A/N - I have successfully organized my life, and can now write (type) the third chapter! I got too caught up in Dungeon Fighters, so, uh, sorry for the wait. But did you hear! It's on the XBLA now!

Meanwhile, Krillin gets his plan into action. He may or may not suck seed (succeed).

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the story idea itself. Alright?

What Are Feelings?: Revised

Chapter 3: Time for Action

"You're all probably wondering why I've gathered you here today." said Krillin.

"Actually, no." said Oolong, "You shouted down the hallway moments before that we're here to spy on 18." Way to state the obvious.

"Okay, okay, but the real reason was to set up the perfect scenario for maximum satisfaction." The former monk scanned the room.

"You! Old man!"

"Not now, boy. I'm thinking."

"Of?"

"A scenario."

"For?"

"18. The plan." Krillin has found a star player. The best choice would be to consult the original, he now learned

"Good, let's keep it going. What's she doing?" Krillin jogged in place, all pumped up.

"Undressing."

"Next? What does she do after! Improvise, old man!" This is getting quite interesting, if I do say so myself. You can tell Krillin is really engrossed with this topic, by how drool is flying all over the place.

"She...She's making a porno tape!" Roshi yells shamelessly. The room immediately became dead silent. And to think how well this was going until he had to throw that in.

Krillin slapped his forehead.

"Master Roshi...why would she be making...a porno tape?" he said with glum eyes, almost as if he was talking to the lowest human who ever existed. And we all know that's not true. *Cough* Mr. Satan *cough*

Oolong jumped in. "Oh, c'mon Krillin. Can't a man dream?" he said, as expected, very dreamily. "You can't tell me you haven't imagined 18 doing things she would probably never do."

As much as the bald guy didn't want to admit it, it was true. Like when he was knocked out when 18 was about to knock on the door.

And that time he tried to imagine 18 nude, only for him to have another, more frightening image as a follow-up: The technically not an android woman to bust through the wall, and yell something like "Hah! I've got you now!"...or something. Along those lines.

"Well, while were on the topic, Oolong, do you have any plans to aid us in our quest for maximum satisfaction?"

The pig put his hand to his chin.

"Stop saying 'maximum satisfaction'. It's starting to get weird."

"Just answer the question."

"Uh...no. Can I pass?" This is the perfect opportunity to convert him into a servant.

"In that case, you will be my butler." Oolong replied nonchalantly. For the most part.

"Yeah, sure...wait, WHAT?" It took him a few seconds to fully get a grip on things. Wow, 'get a grip'...who even says that anymore?

"I thought we were friends, right, buddy?" he begged with pleading eyes.

"Yeah, well, you can be my friend when you're not being my servant. Which, as you may have guessed, will be never." Straight out of the blue, the turtle sage had to butt in,

"You're acting a bit out of character, aren't you, boy?"

"SSSHHHHHH! We'll get penalized if the Referee of Self Awareness catches us talking about this stuff!" Krillin half-whispered, half-yelled.

"Besides,", he continued, "I was only gonna make you serve tea for us because of how befitting it is for your name."

"Hmmm...I suppose that is true."

Anyway, minutes turned to hours as they continued on about useless, trivial things, just to start a conversation. A particularly long one, lasting an hour and a half, was to discuss the possibility of time travel, and how Einstein's theory of relativity would not be a major obstacle considering new discoveries of particles that could move faster than light itself.

In the end, however, the trio discovered there were discrepancies and inconsistencies and what-not with the data collected by the scientists that proposed the theory, proving Einstein's theory true.

"Now onto the Big Bang: what existed before it, how it would be possible and impossible, and what events were going on during the Big Bang."

Krillin snapped out of his genius daze when, one: he noticed papers with many precise calculations scattered all over the room, and two: they've gone completely off topic.

Did I mention the fact Oolong (tea) had heard the sound of a shower running?

"Guys..." he eerily began. "Do you hear that?" The three listened intently.

Not sure what sound a shower makes. Uh, shhhhhh. Not good. Putter, putter, pat, pat. No, that's even worse...*shower noise*.

Scratching the back of their heads, they sat there dumbfounded. Who was using their shower? They truly were all knuckleheads.

"The only other one in this house is 18, but why would she be using the shower?" asked Krillin.

"And to think she didn't even ask!" exclaimed Roshi. "What a freeloader!"

The pig youkai thing was getting very tense. There was something he was supposed to do, and he knew he had to do it quickly...it's just that he can't remember.

'C'mon, think. I was supposed to...supposed to...hah!' He jumped up and down.

"Guys! 18's taking a shower, and we're just sitting here?"

"Yeah." Wait for it...

"...oh, right!" They ran as fast as their legs could carry them through the house and out the front door. While running at a slow speed, Krillin had brought up the convenience of having a window located in the washroom.

Roshi, Krillin, and Oolong knelt down at almost the same time, avoiding possible detection if 18 were to look out the window. Luckily for them, she wasn't one to use hot water much (it really didn't make a difference to her) so there was no mist surrounding her to fog their view.

Instantaneously, their jaws dropped to the ground, and blood spewed everywhere, excluding poor, nose-less Krillin, who had to blush so furiously one wouldn't be able to make out his features from behind the red.

"W-w-woah!" Oolong whispered-yelled. Blood was still flowing as he cupped his small hands around his tremendous hog nose.

"Look at what you did, guys!" Krillin said, wiping blood off of the window. He was alarmed at first, afraid the splat sound would alert her of their presence. He had quickly become annoyed, however, upon learning the blood had blocked his view.

"Sh-she looks l-like that?" Master Roshi managed to spit out. It seemed like he was about to pass out from blood loss.

Sure, he had pornographic magazines and videos, but he had never seen the real thing, up close, and washing herself!

The monk had a crazy desire to do something that would send him to hell, but the others were around, so he'd have to freehand this. Alas, it was impossible.

"The breasts..." said Roshi.

"The butt..." carried on Oolong.

"The curves..." finished Krillin. To the group of perverts, this truly was a far better view than the million dollar nightscape.

And all this time, 18 still had no idea she had her own voyeurs. What a shame, I was really looking forward to them getting their asses kicked by her.

Minutes had passed, and 18 was finally finished showering. And outside were three, half-dead , and lucky viewers.

"Can we call this mission a success?"

"It was so much more than just a success."

"Agreed."

Although Roshi and Oolong were there only for her body, Krillin slowly but surely realized he wanted to start a serious relationship.

Was it infatuation? Possibly. Love? Likely.

During the night, he made a list of possible ways to pick up 18, if you know what I mean. He created a resolve in which he would try out each and every way until, eventually, 18 would realize all of the things he will have done for her, and fall for him.

Krillin clenched his fist in the air. This plan was golden! It was sure to work!

End of Chapter 3

A/N - Sadly, my equation of MC = MW was a complete failure, judging by how this chapter doesn't contain an increase in the number of words stated in the previous chapter. Anyway, read and review!...Is that what R&R stands for?