Okay people here's chapter 4.
**was that the best you could say at the beginning of a new chapter**
Yeah, so shut-up and leave me alone ok.
**k' i'll be quiet. for now anyway**
Now people, if you think that I own Dragon Ball Z/GT or its characters then you are really stupid. Cause if I did own it I wouldn't be begging my mom for an allowance or writing this.
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Aren't you gonna make a smart remark about something I've done?
**man you must be poor, imagine at your age and you don't have any money.**
I knew you couldn't keep your mouth shut for long, and I'm that poor. I just don't have enough money that you'd want to sue me for.
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"Guys I have to pee."
"Not now Goten, we have a bigger problem. So you'll just have to hold it." Trunks said.
"What's the bigger problem? And it had better be more important then the fact that I might wet myself if we don't find a bathroom soon."
"We're almost out of gas and we're still a few miles away from the island."
"Maybe we should contact Syren and ask him if knows where we can find some gas."
"Great idea Uub."
"Uub's asleep, I said that Trunks. What, do you think only you and Uub can come up with good ideas? Huh, is that it? It is, isn't?"
"Goten shut-up and contact Syren." Goten mumbled quietly to himself as he pulls out the small television. He pressed a button and the screen turned blue for a while. Then it turned white, red, yellow, green, black, and finally it settled on a picture of Syren. His back was facing the screen and he was sitting in a chair balancing it on the hind legs. Goten smiled, he would get his revenge for that wake up call he got earlier that mourning. (see chapter 3)
"Hey Syren!!!" Goten yelled, startling Syren and causing him to fall out of his chair and hit the ground hard. Syren pulled himself off the floor flashing a cheesy grin.
"I guess I deserved that. So guys wazzup?"
"I'll tell you wazzup! We're running out of gas!" Trunks yelled at the screen.
"Chill Trunks just grab some beans and you'll have a ton of gas." Syren says, then he and Goten burst into a fit of laughter.
"Ha, Ha. That's very funny. Be serious Syren, we can't run on empty. I know you know something that can help us, so what is it?"
"Man Trunks lighten up, can't you take a joke. Anyway, take out your map. There should be small islands on it that are the color black. The island labeled Toro is the island where Mole will be waiting he'll help you guys out."
"And just who is Mole?" Trunks asked while slapping Goten in the back of the head cause the map he was reading was up side down.
"Mole is our favorite little cousin." Said a voice that was too feminine to be Syren's. "By the way Syren are you ready to get your butt kicked, the training area's all ready?" Goten and Trunks looked towards the screen to see a girl Saiyin who looked almost exactly like Syren; she was dressed in black Saiyin armor, had long black hair with a orange tent to it that stopped in the middle of her back, but it wasn't spiked like Syren's, and she was right now giving Syren a nuggy. (A.N. ok so I can't spell it, as long as you know what it is, spelling shouldn't really matter. That is unless your whole story is full of spelling errors.)
"Now I want to know who she is?"
"She," Syren said pulling her fist out of his hair, "is my annoying twin and little sister Cylla."
"I'm only younger by 9 minutes and 7.32 seconds. So don't call me your little sister, it makes me sound like a baby." Cylla yelled then she punched Syren in the arm. (boy people are getting hurt a lot in this story and the fun stuff hasn't even started yet)
"Yeah well stop acting like a baby and I'll stop treating you like one." Syren said rubbing his arm. "You guys had better hurry to Toro island I doubt your supply of gas is going to last very much longer. And the island won't be out of the way it's exactly on the way to the island of Fenris. You'll have check in points between every island and one of my family members will be waiting for you. Well bye guys." Goten's and Trunks's faces disappeared from the screen and it faded to black.
"Syren"
"No."
"Will"
"No."
"You."
"No."
"Let."
"No."
"Me."
"No."
"Meet."
"No."
"Your."
"No."
"Friends?"
"NO!"
"Why not?" Cylla whined.
"Because I don't want to. That and because of four reasons. One... You are my sister. Two... They are men. Three... You are a woman. And Four... Dad would kill me if I did."
"Alright how about this. We have a sparring session and if I beat the spit out you, you let me meet every single one of your friends that you've met since your little trip around the world."
"And what do I get if I pound you into the ground?" Syren asked getting up from the chair and walking over to the bookcase that was a few feet away.
"How about a life?" On the response to that Cylla got a death glare and a whack to the head by a book Syren had thrown at her. Cylla begin to rub the large bump that had begun to form on her head. "Fine how about I do what ever you want for a day?"
"A month." Syren said glancing up from the huge book he was now reading.
"You are such a nerd. Anyway I'm not doing everything you say for a month."
"Then make it two weeks." Syren said. He stuck his hand out to see if his sister was willing to make a deal and shake on it. Cylla seemed unsure for a moment before she took a firm hold on her brother's hand, after all if worse came to worse she could always use her secret weapon.
"Ok dork it's a deal."
"Trunks, Toro island dead ahead. Requesting permission to land."
"Permission granted, Goten."
"Roger, over and out." Slowly the plane descended to the ground. "Mayday! Mayday! We're going down! We're about the crash! Everyone off the plane! Women and children first!"
"Hey Goten, when are you gonna get off the plane? We've already landed." Goten just sort of smiled and climbed out of the plane.
"Yo, you must be the guys Syren told me to meet. Name's Mole, hear you got a gas problem." A boy who was maybe 15 stood leaning against a palm tree. He had what look like green hair but since he was cover in mud it was hard to tell what color it was. He was wearing overalls, a brown shirt, a trench coat, a helmet, and he had yep you guessed it a brown tail.
"Ah yeah we're them, so just give us the gas and we'll be on our way."
"You're kidding right. You guys got to buy the gas; you can get a job at that city which is two miles from here. Or you can do it the quick and hard way, and one of you can be a matador for the day."
"Uub can be a matador, right Trunks. I mean after all Tigers are pretty quick on their feet."
"Yeah we don't have a lot of time, so we'll take the quick and hard way. Uub can be a matador for a day; we get money, and buy some gas. Where do we sign up?"
"This way, follow me." Mole pushed himself off the tree and began walking followed closely by Trunks, Goten, and Uub.
"Hey guys! What's a matador?" Ask Uub who had been quiet all this time.
Mole, Trunks, and Goten were now standing outside Uub's dressing room. "So what kind of name is Mole and why are you covered in mud, if you don't mind me asking?"
"Actually Trunks it doesn't really bother me. Mole is short for Molten, which is my real name. I got the nickname because I like to dig up things, mainly alien bones. That should explain why I'm covered in dirt and mud. And bugs." He said plucking one out of his tail and into his mouth.
"I'm not even gonna ask." Trunks turned around and knocked on Uub's door. "Hey Uub, you ready?"
"I'm not coming out. I refuse to fight a harmless and helpless bull, just for gas money." Uub said from inside his dressing room.
"You aren't fighting it just for gas money; you're fighting it so we don't remain freaks for the last of our lives!" Trunks yelled.
"Besides that bull won't be so harmless and helpless when it's shoving its horn right up your "
"All right Goten I think he got it. Ah Mole a little help here, please. Mole. Mole? Mole! Mole what are you doing." Mole was right now talking to a girl.
"So where are they?" Mole asked.
"Where are who?" Asked the girl.
"Your wings, I know an angel when I see one."
"O boy, Goten try to get Uub out here, I'll go get Mole. This is no time for him to be flirting."
"But Trunks you did that too. Remember that time when"
"Goten!"
"Right get Uub out. I'm on it."
"It's gonna be a long day."
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Hey I'm sorry there was no action in this chapter.
**but we promise you that they will reach the island Fenris next chapter**
S.W. do you want to know something funny?
**sure I could use a laugh, what's so funny?**
No one is probably reading this, so it's like we're making a promise to ourselves.
**no comment**
Listen if anybody is reading this, please review. I know what I said about not caring, but I need some reassuring that a least someone is reading this.
