The Jell-o Tales
By: Namekstalker
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or Jell-o, did I say that last time? :Shrugs: oh well. So don't sue, you'll only get a half empty bag of sunflower seeds, some notebook paper, a pen, and a few drawings. ^_^
Ages:
Trunks- 14
Goten- 13
Vegeta- 49
Goku- 44
Bulma- 48
Bulma walked into Capsule Corps her arms overloaded with bags full of groceries meant to feed a certain saiyan prince and son that night.
"Vegeta!" she called out dropping her car keys on the end table by the sofa. When no insult hollered back to grace her ears she tried again.
"Vegeta! Trunks!" The two male saiyans of her family didn't come.
"That's odd." She muttered stepping into the kitchen then dropped the bags in her arms in shock.
The kitchen was totaled. The cabinet doors where ripped off or hanging from a bent hinge. The refrigerator door was also torn off and laid unceremoniously on the floor in front of it. The oven was little more then scrap metal and the floor was littered with empty food packages and other kitchen items.
She stood there for a moment flapping her jaw uselessly before her brain wore off from the shock and her anger started to rise.
"Vegeta!!" Silence answered her enraged yell.
"Grrrr!! Wait till I get my hands on that midget saiyan!"
* * * * *
Trunks looked at the sign above the front desk and back at Goten.
"A net! Your plan is a net!"
"Um yeah, how'd you figure that out?" the younger demi-saiyan scratched his head.
Trunks sighed and pointed to the sign he had looked at a moment ago.
`Welcome to Nets, nets, and more nets... where we have from fishing to hair nets.'
"Oh ok." Goten grinned widely then grabbed the biggest net in the store it was 20x18. The older boy wondered what a net that big was used for but didn't get a chance to ask `cause his friend had already paid for it and was dragging him out of the store.
Once again they took to the air and raced after the JC. Since they were flying low so they wouldn't draw attention they almost hit the giant red lump in the middle of the road. Stopping inches from it they looked at it in wonder.
"What is it Trunks?"
"It looks like a glob of Jell-o."
"But why's it steaming and has flies surrounding it?"
Trunks looked at the red pile before him as his brain came up with a hypothesis, which he was almost positive was correct.
"I think it's the Jell-o cow's waste."
"Waste? As in poo?"
"Yeah Goten, its poo." Trunks groaned at the child-like word.
"Ewwww! Ah!" he yelped as the glob started to move. A moment later a hand surfaced, an arm followed after.
"Should we help them?" Goten asked wrinkling his nose.
"Uh, yeah I guess so." A look of disgust crossing his face as well.
The look still on his face and Goten's they grabbed the person's hand and pulled. Quickly the person was released from the red not so wiggly now prison and landed on the two helpful boys.
"Thanks." The person muttered getting up and coughing up a load of the Jell-o.
"No problem dude." The raven-haired boy groaned getting up as well and helping his fallen friend up as well.
"Trunks? Goten?" the person said.
"Yamcha!" Goten exclaimed.
"What are you guy's doing in Satan City?" Yamcha asked.
"Hunting down the Jell-o cow." The boys said nonchalantly.
"Oh that's what that thing was. I didn't really get a chance to see it. I walked out of a store and then everything was red and jiggly."
The two boys nodded sympathetically.
"Well we gotta go we have a giant cow to catch, bye Yamcha." They took off into the air.
"Thanks again." Yamcha called after them.
* * * * *
"Higher Trunks!"
"It's as high as it will go!" The purple haired youth hollered as he tied his end of the net to a nearby building. Flying down they looked at their handy work.
"Looks good."
"Yeah, I just hope this works Chibi."
"You and me both."
The sound of squishy Jell-o hooves resounded off the buildings indicating that the JC was coming. The two demi-saiyan's hurried to hide in an alley. The noise grew louder, peaked then drifted off.
"What the heck!" Trunks blinked as the JC continued down the city after passing through the net.
"Hey at least I got ride of the pedestrian's." Goten grinned sheepishly.
On the street in front of the net where the people, tree's, cars, and other things the JC had collected in it's form. The net had acted as a filter. Trunks turned and gave Goten a look.
"Ok, we'll do it your way." The younger boy sighed.
"Thank you." The other grinned.
* * * * *
"Ok on my mark fire."
"Are you sure this is going to work." Goten asked his friend. They were standing in the middle of the street waiting on the JC's appearance.
"No, but do you have a better idea?"
"No..."
"Then shut up. Ok here it comes." He ignored the pouting boy beside him and turned to face the oncoming JC.
"Ready," They formed ki balls in their hands.
"Aim... FIRE!!"
The twin balls of energy shot at the JC. They passed through it leaving 2 gapping holes that quickly sealed up. The demi-saiyan's looked at each other nervously then screamed as a Jell-o hoof came down at them.
With this be the end of Trunks and Goten? Will Bulma kill the midget Prince? What is a net that huge used for? Find out next time on the conclusion, I think, of my stupid fic.
AN- Hey this was pretty long, yippy! I'm hoping to get the last chapter, I think, written soon but me mum's sick so I have to help her out which means less time to write. Sorry. Well thanks once again to my readers and reviewers. Oh and FireDragon strip twister sounds interesting... maybe. ^_^ Oh and thanks everyone who read and/or reviewed my other fic. I appreciate it.
By: Namekstalker
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or Jell-o, did I say that last time? :Shrugs: oh well. So don't sue, you'll only get a half empty bag of sunflower seeds, some notebook paper, a pen, and a few drawings. ^_^
Ages:
Trunks- 14
Goten- 13
Vegeta- 49
Goku- 44
Bulma- 48
Bulma walked into Capsule Corps her arms overloaded with bags full of groceries meant to feed a certain saiyan prince and son that night.
"Vegeta!" she called out dropping her car keys on the end table by the sofa. When no insult hollered back to grace her ears she tried again.
"Vegeta! Trunks!" The two male saiyans of her family didn't come.
"That's odd." She muttered stepping into the kitchen then dropped the bags in her arms in shock.
The kitchen was totaled. The cabinet doors where ripped off or hanging from a bent hinge. The refrigerator door was also torn off and laid unceremoniously on the floor in front of it. The oven was little more then scrap metal and the floor was littered with empty food packages and other kitchen items.
She stood there for a moment flapping her jaw uselessly before her brain wore off from the shock and her anger started to rise.
"Vegeta!!" Silence answered her enraged yell.
"Grrrr!! Wait till I get my hands on that midget saiyan!"
* * * * *
Trunks looked at the sign above the front desk and back at Goten.
"A net! Your plan is a net!"
"Um yeah, how'd you figure that out?" the younger demi-saiyan scratched his head.
Trunks sighed and pointed to the sign he had looked at a moment ago.
`Welcome to Nets, nets, and more nets... where we have from fishing to hair nets.'
"Oh ok." Goten grinned widely then grabbed the biggest net in the store it was 20x18. The older boy wondered what a net that big was used for but didn't get a chance to ask `cause his friend had already paid for it and was dragging him out of the store.
Once again they took to the air and raced after the JC. Since they were flying low so they wouldn't draw attention they almost hit the giant red lump in the middle of the road. Stopping inches from it they looked at it in wonder.
"What is it Trunks?"
"It looks like a glob of Jell-o."
"But why's it steaming and has flies surrounding it?"
Trunks looked at the red pile before him as his brain came up with a hypothesis, which he was almost positive was correct.
"I think it's the Jell-o cow's waste."
"Waste? As in poo?"
"Yeah Goten, its poo." Trunks groaned at the child-like word.
"Ewwww! Ah!" he yelped as the glob started to move. A moment later a hand surfaced, an arm followed after.
"Should we help them?" Goten asked wrinkling his nose.
"Uh, yeah I guess so." A look of disgust crossing his face as well.
The look still on his face and Goten's they grabbed the person's hand and pulled. Quickly the person was released from the red not so wiggly now prison and landed on the two helpful boys.
"Thanks." The person muttered getting up and coughing up a load of the Jell-o.
"No problem dude." The raven-haired boy groaned getting up as well and helping his fallen friend up as well.
"Trunks? Goten?" the person said.
"Yamcha!" Goten exclaimed.
"What are you guy's doing in Satan City?" Yamcha asked.
"Hunting down the Jell-o cow." The boys said nonchalantly.
"Oh that's what that thing was. I didn't really get a chance to see it. I walked out of a store and then everything was red and jiggly."
The two boys nodded sympathetically.
"Well we gotta go we have a giant cow to catch, bye Yamcha." They took off into the air.
"Thanks again." Yamcha called after them.
* * * * *
"Higher Trunks!"
"It's as high as it will go!" The purple haired youth hollered as he tied his end of the net to a nearby building. Flying down they looked at their handy work.
"Looks good."
"Yeah, I just hope this works Chibi."
"You and me both."
The sound of squishy Jell-o hooves resounded off the buildings indicating that the JC was coming. The two demi-saiyan's hurried to hide in an alley. The noise grew louder, peaked then drifted off.
"What the heck!" Trunks blinked as the JC continued down the city after passing through the net.
"Hey at least I got ride of the pedestrian's." Goten grinned sheepishly.
On the street in front of the net where the people, tree's, cars, and other things the JC had collected in it's form. The net had acted as a filter. Trunks turned and gave Goten a look.
"Ok, we'll do it your way." The younger boy sighed.
"Thank you." The other grinned.
* * * * *
"Ok on my mark fire."
"Are you sure this is going to work." Goten asked his friend. They were standing in the middle of the street waiting on the JC's appearance.
"No, but do you have a better idea?"
"No..."
"Then shut up. Ok here it comes." He ignored the pouting boy beside him and turned to face the oncoming JC.
"Ready," They formed ki balls in their hands.
"Aim... FIRE!!"
The twin balls of energy shot at the JC. They passed through it leaving 2 gapping holes that quickly sealed up. The demi-saiyan's looked at each other nervously then screamed as a Jell-o hoof came down at them.
With this be the end of Trunks and Goten? Will Bulma kill the midget Prince? What is a net that huge used for? Find out next time on the conclusion, I think, of my stupid fic.
AN- Hey this was pretty long, yippy! I'm hoping to get the last chapter, I think, written soon but me mum's sick so I have to help her out which means less time to write. Sorry. Well thanks once again to my readers and reviewers. Oh and FireDragon strip twister sounds interesting... maybe. ^_^ Oh and thanks everyone who read and/or reviewed my other fic. I appreciate it.