Jess: Hey! I'm back again! Woohoo! ^_^ And I got a new chapta up just for you people! *mutters* Even though you haven't reviewed for a while...-_-'
Lei: It's okay, Jess, they'll review soon enough!
Jess: *sniff* I'll try to listen to ya, bud...
Lei: Okay.
Jess: Oh yeah, and just so you guys know, I'm a little sugar high this morning and so I'll be writing a little A/U and OOC. Plus I have a double disclaimer!
Lei: *gulp* D-double?
Jess: Yup.
Disclaimer: Times two! DB/Z/GT does not belong to me and neither does my most favorite band in all of history.....STYX!!! Styx is the most coolest...
Lei: Jess, get back to the disclaimer!
Jess: Oh, sorry. DBZ and Styx do not belong to me even though I really really really wish they did. AND THE FIC CONTINUES!! *trumpets and drums bellow*
~~~~Chapter Seven: The Band~~~~
Rosalynn walked into her room with the small parcel still in hand. It was square and thin and wrapped in brown paper. She placed it on top of her desk and clicked a small lamp on. There was no address on the paper or anything.
'This is funny,' she thought. 'I wonder what the heck it is? Well, there's only one way to find out!'
With that thought she ripped open the wrapping and stared at the object.
'Puzzling...'
It was a CD.
~~~~With Veggie, Goku, Gohan, Goten, and Bulma in Bulma's Lab (big title)~~~~
"Let's see...clothes...toothbrush...equipment......Vegeta, where's my makeup bag?"
"I don't know, Onna, why are you asking ME?"
"Just wondering...you can be such a pain in the butt sometimes!!"
"Whatever..."
Gohan was busy poring over Bulma's gadgets and contraptions in the laboratory. Goten was just sitting and staring, and Goku was asleep. Bulma rechecked her bag to make sure she had everything she needed.
"Vegeta, would you turn down that stereo?" Bulma yelled at her husband. She began to mutter to herself. "Ever since he started that silly band of his..."
------Flashback------
(A/N: Please please please do not flame me for this as I am very hyper today and my head is all messed up. I am a very crazy person and the men in white coats forgot their weekly appointment to come and take me away. ^_~)
Vegeta: I should start a band.
Bulma: Why?!!
Vegeta: I am a heck of a lot better than those stinkin' pop singers.
Bulma: Yeah right, Vegeta.
Vegeta: *really angry* You just wait and see!! *storms through the door*
Bulma: ........
Vegeta: *walks back through the door he stormed through* Broom closet....*stamps off somewhere else*
Bulma: He's finally lost it...
------End Flashback------
Bulma sighed.
"VEGETA, TURN THAT THING OFF RIGHT NOW!!!"
"ALRIGHT, ONNA, ALRIGHT!!!"
Gohan stared. He wasn't that used to screaming and yelling. He wondered how Vegeta managed to sing if he was screaming all the time. Goku yawned and rolled over in his chair.
Goten sat and pondered about everything that was happening.
'Man, I once heard that good things take time and great things happen all at once, but I didn't realize "all at once" was this sudden! I wonder what Goshen's doing right now...'
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Rosie paused to look at the cover of the jewel case. It was bright and colorful and had a big "V" shaped symbol on the front. She opened the case and carefully put the disc into her stereo. The first song began to play, and it sounded awesome. Rosie listened interestedly and sat on her bed. Strangely enough, the music sounded awfully familiar.
Yeah I'm sittin on this barstool
Talkin like a darn fool
Got the 12 o' clock news blues
And I've given up hope on the afternoon soaps
An' a bottle of cold brew
Is it any wonder I'm not crazy
Is it any wonder I'm sane at all
Is it any wonder I've got too much time on my hands
It's ticking away with my sanity
I've got too much time on my hands
It's hard to believe such a calamity
I've got too much time on my hands
And it's tickin away
Tickin away from me
Too much time on my hands
Too much time on my hands
Too much time on my hands
"Wow!" Rosie exclaimed as the song closed. "I wonder who left this for me. This is a really cool CD. I wonder who the group is."
She walked over to her desk, where the case was sitting. She picked it up and examined it, but could find no band name. All she found was a small icon on the back depicting a "C". Underneath the "C" was a name.
Capsule Corps.
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Jess: What didja think? I really really really want reviews cuz I haven't got any! By the way the song is by Styx (duh) and it's called "Too Much Time On My Hands" (double duh).
Lei: *rolls eyes*
Jess: *glares* Don't you roll your eyes at me!! I'll get Veggie to beat you up!
Lei: Help!! *runs away*
Jess: HAHAHAHAA - *cough cough* *hack* *cough* - AHAHAHA!!!
Lei: It's okay, Jess, they'll review soon enough!
Jess: *sniff* I'll try to listen to ya, bud...
Lei: Okay.
Jess: Oh yeah, and just so you guys know, I'm a little sugar high this morning and so I'll be writing a little A/U and OOC. Plus I have a double disclaimer!
Lei: *gulp* D-double?
Jess: Yup.
Disclaimer: Times two! DB/Z/GT does not belong to me and neither does my most favorite band in all of history.....STYX!!! Styx is the most coolest...
Lei: Jess, get back to the disclaimer!
Jess: Oh, sorry. DBZ and Styx do not belong to me even though I really really really wish they did. AND THE FIC CONTINUES!! *trumpets and drums bellow*
~~~~Chapter Seven: The Band~~~~
Rosalynn walked into her room with the small parcel still in hand. It was square and thin and wrapped in brown paper. She placed it on top of her desk and clicked a small lamp on. There was no address on the paper or anything.
'This is funny,' she thought. 'I wonder what the heck it is? Well, there's only one way to find out!'
With that thought she ripped open the wrapping and stared at the object.
'Puzzling...'
It was a CD.
~~~~With Veggie, Goku, Gohan, Goten, and Bulma in Bulma's Lab (big title)~~~~
"Let's see...clothes...toothbrush...equipment......Vegeta, where's my makeup bag?"
"I don't know, Onna, why are you asking ME?"
"Just wondering...you can be such a pain in the butt sometimes!!"
"Whatever..."
Gohan was busy poring over Bulma's gadgets and contraptions in the laboratory. Goten was just sitting and staring, and Goku was asleep. Bulma rechecked her bag to make sure she had everything she needed.
"Vegeta, would you turn down that stereo?" Bulma yelled at her husband. She began to mutter to herself. "Ever since he started that silly band of his..."
------Flashback------
(A/N: Please please please do not flame me for this as I am very hyper today and my head is all messed up. I am a very crazy person and the men in white coats forgot their weekly appointment to come and take me away. ^_~)
Vegeta: I should start a band.
Bulma: Why?!!
Vegeta: I am a heck of a lot better than those stinkin' pop singers.
Bulma: Yeah right, Vegeta.
Vegeta: *really angry* You just wait and see!! *storms through the door*
Bulma: ........
Vegeta: *walks back through the door he stormed through* Broom closet....*stamps off somewhere else*
Bulma: He's finally lost it...
------End Flashback------
Bulma sighed.
"VEGETA, TURN THAT THING OFF RIGHT NOW!!!"
"ALRIGHT, ONNA, ALRIGHT!!!"
Gohan stared. He wasn't that used to screaming and yelling. He wondered how Vegeta managed to sing if he was screaming all the time. Goku yawned and rolled over in his chair.
Goten sat and pondered about everything that was happening.
'Man, I once heard that good things take time and great things happen all at once, but I didn't realize "all at once" was this sudden! I wonder what Goshen's doing right now...'
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Rosie paused to look at the cover of the jewel case. It was bright and colorful and had a big "V" shaped symbol on the front. She opened the case and carefully put the disc into her stereo. The first song began to play, and it sounded awesome. Rosie listened interestedly and sat on her bed. Strangely enough, the music sounded awfully familiar.
Yeah I'm sittin on this barstool
Talkin like a darn fool
Got the 12 o' clock news blues
And I've given up hope on the afternoon soaps
An' a bottle of cold brew
Is it any wonder I'm not crazy
Is it any wonder I'm sane at all
Is it any wonder I've got too much time on my hands
It's ticking away with my sanity
I've got too much time on my hands
It's hard to believe such a calamity
I've got too much time on my hands
And it's tickin away
Tickin away from me
Too much time on my hands
Too much time on my hands
Too much time on my hands
"Wow!" Rosie exclaimed as the song closed. "I wonder who left this for me. This is a really cool CD. I wonder who the group is."
She walked over to her desk, where the case was sitting. She picked it up and examined it, but could find no band name. All she found was a small icon on the back depicting a "C". Underneath the "C" was a name.
Capsule Corps.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Jess: What didja think? I really really really want reviews cuz I haven't got any! By the way the song is by Styx (duh) and it's called "Too Much Time On My Hands" (double duh).
Lei: *rolls eyes*
Jess: *glares* Don't you roll your eyes at me!! I'll get Veggie to beat you up!
Lei: Help!! *runs away*
Jess: HAHAHAHAA - *cough cough* *hack* *cough* - AHAHAHA!!!