Entry for SweetestIrony's September Contest

Theme=Nightmare

Hey folks, sorry for taking so long. This month's theme gave me a bit of trouble when thinking up a good entry. After awhile, it became apparent that I needed to go back to my roots for some inspiration. Let's see if any of ya'll recognize this interesting scenario.

It had been a mistake. It had been a very dreadful mistake. She should've never gone to Bulma to help her; uh-uh, never ever.

Videl stared at a mirror, her reflection showing her exactly what had become of her. In all of her wildest dreams, she had never thought she would end up like this. She looked ridiculous; even more than the costume that Gohan wore in his Saiyaman adventures. She hadn't thought it was possible to look more bizarre than that.

Count on Bulma to one-up that idea.

It had been an ordinary day; an innocent day that one would never suspect foul play. Videl had gone to school, as usual. She had gone to class, as usual. And she was on her way back home when her usual routine was interrupted.

Son Gohan had been the culprit on that one.

The two of them had been spending a lot of time around each other recently, if you could call a few months recent. She had stalked him; he had taught her how to fly; they became best of friends; yadda yadda yadda. But now, he was propositioning her with an idea that only he could think was great.

The Son boy wanted her to join him as Saiyaman 2.

Now, had this been back when she thought the boy was silly in the head, the Satan girl would've outright shot the idea down. However, since she had been crushing on the boy as of late, she couldn't help but think this crazy idea was something to get in his better graces.

So, she had agreed. Instead of heading to the safe haven she called home, the Satan girl flew to West City with the demi-saiyan. It was there that Gohan had talked Bulma into making her a Great Saiyaman costume, which the blue haired woman readily agreed to.

Moments later, literally, Bulma had presented Videl with a Saiyaman watch. Delicately, she wrapped the watchband around her wrist and clasped it down. The moment of truth was upon her as she hit the red button.

A blinding light filled the room. A moment later, Videl was looking at her costume in the mirror, a horror stricken look on her face.

"Someone…please…shoot me…"

Those had been her words upon seeing the monstrosity she wore. A white leotard covered her upper body with a red bow on her chest. A blue skirt flared out from her hips, barely reaching her thighs. Red, knee high boots and white, elbow length gloves covered her appendages. To top it all off, some fore head ornament rested on her head with two round hairclips making pigtails out of her hair.

And the worst part of all, it was giving her a wedgie.

Behind her, Bulma and Gohan stared at her with wide eyes. An eternity seemed to pass before either of them made any sort of action.

It started with Gohan. Blood slowly began dripping from his nose at the sight of her as his face began to turn bright red. He started to make gasping sounds before his head seemed to expand and explode, sending blood everywhere. His headless corpse fell to the ground soon after. Amazingly enough though, not a speck of blood had landed on the Satan girl or the Briefs woman.

Bulma's reaction was a bit more subdued when compared to Gohan's. She simply said "So that's where I put my Halloween costume."

Then, acting as if nothing had gone horribly wrong, Bulma walked out of the room. A couple minutes passed with Videl becoming increasingly worried about the wedgie under her skirt; Bulma coming back into the room with two fistfuls of watches. "I'm not too sure what are in all of these watches, but since you're here, we might as well let you try on all of them. I'm pretty certain a couple more of my Sailor Scout costumes are in these."

A loud scream echoed throughout West City…

…and soon filled a bedroom that eerily looked like the one at the Satan Mansion. Breathing heavily, Videl wiped sweat off of her forehead.

It had just been a dream. A horrible one, but a dream nonetheless. Dear Kami did she need to get her head checked. If her nightmares were this scary, who knows what other dark and evil things were crawling about in her head.

Suddenly, Videl began to feel paranoid. Slowly, she moved one of her hands to her back, slowly reaching towards her butt. A moment later, the girl let out a sigh of relief. There wasn't anything causing a wedgie back there. So far, so good.

It was then that the Satan girl noticed something on her desk. Something that gleamed in the darkness of her room due to the moonlight shining through her window. A watch sat in plain sight, taunting the girl with her recent nightmare.

Fortunately for Videl's sanity, she knew what was in that watch. Her Saiyaman 2 costume was definitely in that one. Nothing but spandex and a cotton gi shirt. She could live with that, no problem.

To Sigfried Wild: Hey, a little kid can imagine, right? Besides, it'd be creepier for Gohan if she was hitting certain points in Piccolo's Live-or-Die training camp lol.