Wishful / Wacky Wednesday



Android 30 sat on Vegeta's bed. "Vegeta!" she wailed, "I came all this way-- from the future-- to see you. Acknowledge me." "You destroyed me life." "I restored your life." 30 corrected. "You're a burden to my soul." I enlighten your soul." "You gave me a child from hell!" The door flew open and Bra and Pan stood in the doorway. Pan glared at 30 and walked with Bra over to her father. "Daddy..." Bra whispered, patting him on the cheek, "Who's this lady?" Vegeta sighed, I don't know, sweetie. Probably a friend of the others." Everybody popped up in the doorway. "No way!" They disappeared again. Vegeta growled and sat up in bed. He jumped out and grabbed 30 by the neck. He dragged her through the door and down the hall.

He stopped and held her over the railing. "Get... out... of... my... life." He gave her neck one final squeeze and then let go. 30 fell quickly and silently to the floor below. She closed her eyes and slowly faded from view. Vegeta growled. One for the fact that her didn't know where she'd went; two, because he couldn't sense her. He trudged lazily back to his room to see that the kids were gone. He leaned against the door after he'd closed it. "She's not real and she's not here." he muttered. "Who's not real?" Vegeta screamed and slumped to the floor. He jumped up, "KAKAROT!! YOU NEARLY GAVE ME A BLOODY HEART ATTACK!!" Goku laughed and picked up Vegeta up. He walked over and plopped him down on his bed. As he did, a startled, "Ahh!" came from beneath.

Vegeta jumped up and balanced on the back of the back railing of the bed. "K'uso!" Vegeta cursed. Goku peeled the sheets away and Android 30 lay on the bed. Vegeta growled and dropped down, kneeling over 30 and pinning her to the bed. "Leave me alone, woman!" 30 smirked and reached her hand up, touching the spot where Vegeta's heart is. Vegeta drew a sharp breath and glared at her. He climbed off of the bed and stood in the middle of the floor. He held his head and sagged to his knees. Goku glared at 30. "What'd you do to him?" "Nothing," she said, "He did it to himself." Goku reached out to grab her when Vegeta yelled and a black aura surrounded him. Goku gasped and 30 sighed, "Dark Vegeta..." Goku's eyes widened.

30 crawled to the edge of the bed and stared adoringly at Vegeta. At the last minute, Vegeta shouted and the aura turned gold. 30 squeaked and fell off the bed. Vegeta powered down. "I ache all over..." Everybody turned to the back of the room and saw Trunks and Goten sitting up in their separate beds. Over to the side, Gohan's bed was empty. 30 crawled across the floor, over to Trunks' bed, and pulled herself up. She looked at him sternly. She glanced over at Goten, then back at Trunks. She fell right back down laughing. "Ha ha!... Oh, my gosh!... Ha ha ha... You lost your virginity to a boy!" Trunks' face brightened and was visible in the dark. Goten looked down at her then up at Vegeta and Goku. Their eyes were as wide as saucers.

30 looked up at them also and laughed even harder. "Uh... Well... See..." Goten continued stammering, and Trunks' face got redder. 30 had laughed so hard, and so much, that she'd started choking; but the laughter was still audible. She got to her knees and held her throat. She started laughing again and fell forward. Goku walked over to her and picked her up by the shirt. She looked at him and giggled. She swung until she had positioned herself in between Goku's chest, where her feet were, and where he held her by her shirt. "Turn me human." "We can't." he stated, "We don't have the Dragonballs." *A dimensional time rip opened up and six ball popped out. The last one came out with a cough.* 30 sweatdropped as it closed.

Author: "You will have anything you need." *laughs insanely* .. ahem.. Excuse me.

30 wiggled from Goku's grasp and landed on the #5 ball. "Now you can do it." "Yes, but we need a Namek to activate them." *The rip opened back up again, and wherever he was in the house, Piccolo was now standing in the middle of the floor* Piccolo blinked and looked around. "What am I doing here?" "You're here to serve me." Piccolo scowled at her. "Don't look at me like that I want the Dragon summoned, and I want him summoned now!" Piccolo growled loudly and kicked each Dragonball out the window. He disappeared and several minutes later, the sky was completely darkened. 30 smirked and walked to the window. She leaned out and shouted down to Piccolo, "Tell him to make me human!"

Piccolo snorted but did it anyway. 30 held her arms to her side as she was illuminated for a few minutes. "You wish is granted!" said Purunga. She looked out the window again at Piccolo. Tasuki, Tamahome, and Amiboshi stood next to him. "Hey! Those are my wishes!" She jumped out of the window and landed next to them as Purunga, once again, said, "Your wish, is granted!" 30 jumped up on the #6 ball. "What was the wish?!" she yelled at Purunga. The ball started rolling and she slipped doff. She was caught by Amiboshi, who boosted her back into a standing position. She nodded at him. Just then, screaming was heard and another female popped up, landing on Amiboshi and 30. "Owww!" 30 yelled, "I think I broke something." The other female got to her knees as 30 did also. They stood up and looked at each other.

They screamed and jumped back at the same time. Everyone gasped. The two females were identical. Piccolo laughed, "The author of this fic is #30." *this is where the other one is now referred to as #30* "What?!" 30 exclaimed. "I see." Amiboshi mumbled, after getting to his feet, "She wants to cause twice as much trouble than just being the author. Why didn't we know who are author was anyway?" They shrugged. #30 made a dash for the Dragonballs and knocked Piccolo out of the way. She called up to Purunga and spoke in Namekian tongue. "Your wish has been granted. Now I must leave." Purunga disappeared and the Dragonballs floated up and scattered in all cardinal directions. #30 smirked proudly at the group. "You've all been relieved of your powers, and so have I."

Everyone looked at her like she was going mad. Tasuki tried to take his fan from his back, but he fell over backwards. Amiboshi played his flute, but it was just plain music. Piccolo tried an attack, but nothing happened. 30 wasn't even gonna try. She rushed at #30 and tackled her to the ground. "You can't finish the fic without your powers." she stated as she wrapped her arms around #30's neck. #30 kicked 30 over her head and jumped to her feet. "That's where you're wrong." She ran past the others and jumped through an open window. She ran up to the attic and stuck her head out the small window. "I still have my pen!" she shouted down. She then proceeded in locking, and boarding all spaces to the attic.

Throughout the rest of the day, #30 stayed locked up in her attic space, while events changed drastically around the different gangs. Half of them didn't enjoy walking wherever they had to go. #30 only left the attic at midnight and at the time where she'd kidnapped 30 and locked her in the basement, and paraded around as her. But they soon figured it out. #30's eyes held a cool and calm feature, and she never once troubled Vegeta. 30's eyes held a special gleam and whenever she could, she'd attach herself to Vegeta, even with Bulma around. Vegeta was getting tired of her, but there was nothing he could do. Any weapon he tried to touch gave off an electric shock. Even holding a utensil with an evil thought gave off the shock.

That night, the young man Vegeta was with, showed up at the house. 30 peered over Vegeta's shoulder as he answered the door. Vegeta's eyes widened and he slammed the door shut. 30 slapped him in the back of the head and opened the door back up. She bowed apologetically, "I'm so sorry. I don't know what's gotten into Vegeta. Please, come in." She moved to the side and let the young man in. As soon as she closed the door, the doorbell ran again. She popped open the door and a young lady now stood in there, with long, reddish brown hair, a Saiyan tail, and blue green eyes. Rumbling was heard, and #30 appeared instantly. "Mandie!" she squealed. Mandie grinned and moved to hug her friend. #30 hugged her back. "I have the pen on automatic." she stated. Mandie laughed then looked over at 30. "Twice as much trouble, eh, #30?"

30 blinked and turned back to Vegeta as #30 said, "She's like a mirror me. She clings to Vegeta, and is now nice to everyone. What did I do to deserve this?" 30 saw Vegeta, with a car's length between him and the boy. 30 sighed and walked over to them. She took the boy' hand and led him to the chair next to Vegeta. She sat him down and stood next to Vegeta. "So, what's your name? And why are you here?" "Yeah." Vegeta added, "It's a little late for a little boy like you to be out." 30 knocked Vegeta in the head. Mandie gasped and knocked #30 in her head. "How could you have her being so mean to my Vegeta?" 30 overheard her. "Your Vegeta?" she drawled out. "You heard me right. Mine, and I don't have time for you." 30 waved her off and turned back to the boy.

The boy stood and bowed. "My name is Riol, and I just came to visit Vegeta, but it seems you have a few house problems. I'll leave." He straightened back up and was instantly escorted to the door by Vegeta. He pulled the door open and proceeded in pushing him out. 30 grabbed Riol's arm and pulled him back in. Vegeta grumbled and closed the door. "Just for that, he's sleeping in your room, with you, in the same bed. There are no extras." Vegeta's eyes widened an he paled. Riol beamed at 30. "But why am I staying over?" 30 put her arm around his shoulder. "Because it's too late for you to be wandering around on the streets." He stepped away from her and bowed. "Arigatou gozaimasou."

Mandie looked over at 30 then back at #30. "You're right. She's the complete opposite." "Aside from that fact," #30 sighed, "She's now human, so she has a heart. And she thinks she's in love with Vegeta." Mandie blinked and a light bulb went off in her head. "Be right back." She ran up the stairs and further up, to the attic. #30 wondered what she was capable of doing, the dashed up the stairs after her. Too late. Mandie had moved time ahead to 12:01 a.m., and set the doorbell off with twelve clock like rings. #30 kicked at the attic door and spotted Mandie with the pen in her hand. She giggled and waved it around. "Time for Thursday."