AN: Hi peoples... this is the first fanfic that I've written... and I'm just gonna make it up as I go... so I'm sorry if it stinks. I just decided to write one since a bunch of my ... *ahem*... "friends" have gotten into fanfics and stuff. So anyways here goes. Oh and I do not own Dragonball Z, or any of its characters, or anything much at all for that matter. If I stole the plot from someone's story, I'm real sorry... I seriously didn't know that anyone else would write something like this. Also, if you actually read the whole thing, then please review it. I haven't written anything but essays for a while (!@#$%^&*) and so I wanna know how bad I've become at this type of stuff. This is probably going to turn insane anyways. Umm... this is set in the Cell saga just before the Cell games... when Vegeta and Mirai Trunks are staying at Capsule Corp. Well I think that's all for now so... um yeh. Enjoy.
"Die... die...... DIE!!!!"
"err.. Vegeta.. what are you doing?" Bulma asked as she entered Vegeta's room, the floor covered by food wrappers, dirty clothes, and the walls totally covered with posters (mainly of himself).
"Get lost woman. I'm in the middle of something extremely important here."
"Hey... be nice to me... I cook your dinner, you know."
"So? Eating the food that you make is torture... I bet that even Kakarot could make something better. Well... that's probably not true...stupid damn Kakarot... oh well."
"FINE THEN! IF THAT'S YOUR ATTITUDE THEN YOU AIN'T GETTING ANY MORE FOOD FROM ME!"
"Fine. See if I care. I can cook for myself."
Bulma stormed out of the room and Vegeta went back to playing Pokémon on his GameBoy.
"Ooooooh! Lookit! I caught a Jigglypuff!"
Later that night, Vegeta decided to go and find something to eat, since he was too exhausted from catching Pokémon all day and didn't want to cook.
"Hmm.. maybe I should leave my Pikachu cap and backpack at home... I don't want to ruin my reputation. I'll just put on my jeans and my favourite pink shirt and I'll be on my way. Lalalala..lalaaalaaalalalala...Hey Trunks, wanna come down and get some food with me?"
Trunks looked at his father, dumbfounded. He seriously thought he never had to see that pink shirt again...
"Ummmm..... No...... I have... other ...um...stuff...that I have to do now. Bye!"
"Nonsense. Nothing is more important than food. That's the most important thing you'll ever learn in life. Now, let's go!"
"No, father, please... I'm busy..."
"COME WITH ME, BOY, OR ELSE I'LL GIVE YOU A BEATING!"
"...............ok........ I'm coming. .........But, you might want to put a jacket on." Vegeta looked down at his shirt.
"Why?"
"Err.. because... it's cold outside." Trunks promptly handed a jacket to his father.
"oh alright... I don't want my liddle Charmander to get all cold." He pulled a Charmander soft toy out of his pocket. Trunks grabbed it and chucked it back into Vegeta's room.
"Umm dad... it might be safer to leave Charmander here at home so that it can't get cold. Now, let's go get some food..."
Trunks and Vegeta strolled down the sidewalk. As Vegeta sang the Digimon theme song, and quite loudly too, Trunks was glad that he didn't have many friends in this timeline besides the Z fighters. He didn't want to be seen with this.. lunatic. Trunks stopped outside MacDonalds.
"Ok dad, let's get some MacDonalds."
Vegeta started to chuck a tantrum.
"I DON'T WANT MACDONALDS!! I WANT KFC!! THEY ARE SELLING DIGIMON FIGURINES AT KFC AND I NEED TO GET THE LAST TWO IN THE SET BEFORE THEY STOP SELLING THEM!!!!!"
"...Well, MacDonalds are selling Pokémon figurines..."
"OOOOOOOH!!!! THAT'S IT, TRUNKS! WE'RE GOING TO MACDONALDS! I KNOW THAT YOU WANT TO GO TO BURGER KING, BUT THIS IS MY STOMACH AND MY DECISION. SORRY, SON... YOU CAN'T ALWAYS HAVE YOUR WAY IN THIS WORLD."
"umm... sure dad, I understand..."
Vegeta raced into MacDonalds. There was a huge line. With a few ki blasts, he was the only one left in the shop.
"Oh crud. I destroyed the people that worked here. DAMN!!! Now I can't get my Pokémon figurines OR my food!!!!"
Trunks approached his father. It looked as if Vegeta was about to cry.
"Umm, dad... why don't you just take the food... no one is around to stop you."
"But son, that would be breaking the law!!!"
"WELL D'UH!!! YOU JUST KILLED ABOUT 50 PEOPLE AND NOW YOU'RE NOT GOING TO STEAL STUFF WORTH ABOUT $5?? I DON'T UNDERSTAND YOU, FATHER!! I'M GOING BACK INTO MY TIMELINE WHERE I DON'T HAVE TO PUT UP WITH YOU ANY MORE!!!"
Trunks ran off into the distance.
"NOOO!!! COME BACK, MY SON!! DON'T GO BACK INTO THE FUTURE!! I NEED YOU! NOW I WON'T HAVE ANYONE TO LOOK OUT FOR THE COPS!!!!!! ....DAMN...I GUESS I CAN'T HAVE MACDONALDS THEN..."
Vegeta walked along the street. He was so hungry...
*begin insane vision thingy*
Vegeta skipped across a rainbow of skittles, then pranced across a field made entirely of chocolate. He sang some ridiculous song with his little candy animal friends, then swam through a lake made of sugar. Flew up into the air, where he met gummi bears dancing on giant clouds of pink jelly, then fell back to the earth where he landed in soft plains of marshmallows. He ate all the little squishy pink fairyfloss bunny rabbits that went by, then started eating the trees, which were made purely of icecream. Then, an ugly looking carrot came along and gave him a jellybean. Wait a minute.. that's not a jellybean.... It's a...a .... SENZU BEAN??
*end stupid insane vision thingy*
Vegeta saw Goku, who had woken up Vegeta with a senzu. (well d'uh).
"What the hell.. Kakarot, what happened to all the food? Did you eat it?? Where am I? What happened to me?"
"Well... I found you in the park trying to take a bite out of a tree, and when I tried to talk to you, you just kept singing some stupid happy-joy song. So, I flew you back here to my house, and gave you a senzu to snap you out of it."
Vegeta started to cry.
"There, there, Veggie, don't worry, I'll take you back to the Capsule Corp."
"NO KAKAROT, I WASN'T CRYING ABOUT THAT, YOU UGLY CARROT THING. I WAS CRYING COZ ALL THE FOOD... IT'S ALL GONE........"
Goku had his 'I-don't-have-a-clue' look on his face. Then again.. that's pretty much all the time.
"OH CRAP!!" yelled Vegeta. "I'VE RUINED MY REPUTATION!!! KAKAROT HAS SEEN ME CRY!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!" Vegeta blasted the wall, and after about 18 tries, his blast got through and he flew away.
"NO!! THIS JUST ISN'T FAIR!! I HAVE NO PURPOSE IN LIFE ANY MORE! I HAVE BEEN STARVED FROM MY SON, MY FOOD, AND NOW MY REPUTATION!!! THAT'S IT!!!" Vegeta stopped and shot a Final Flash at himself.
.......
"Damn I'm still alive. I didn't know I was THAT weak... oh well I guess there's only one way for me to die....." He flew all the way into town and stopped at a Mirror shop, looked in a mirror, screamed, then died.
~~ in the 'next dimension' ~~
Vegeta found himself in a prison cell.
"Great Googamooga!! Holy vegetables!! What the hell?? This isn't the same as what I saw in the brochures... where's that snake way thingy with that princess snake person that is going to give me food because I'm handsome? Where are all those clouds that Kakarot likes to eat? I have to eat all those clouds before he dies again and eats them all!!! Crud! I shouldn't have killed myself."
Vegeta turned around to see several people. He approached one of them.
"Excuse me Mister Ugly person thingy... not that you're a person... but anyway, where am I?"
"AAH!! Vegeta? What are you doing here?"
"Ummm do I know you?
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN, DO I KNOW YOU? I AM FRIEZA! I CONTROLLED YOUR LIFE FOR ABOUT 20 YEARS!! I AM (well... was...) THE BEST IN THE WORLD!! I KILLED YOU, DAMMIT!!!!!! DON'T YOU REMEMBER???"
"Freezer? Really? You're freezer?"
"It's spelt FRIEZA by the way. I mean, not that I can see how you're spelling something by how you say it or anything."
"What kind of food do you have? Do you have icecream? All freezers have to have icecream..."
"Err...no...."
"Oh well, anyways, where am I?"
"This is the cell that King Yemma puts dead people into if they've been naughty. I got sentanced to 8872661655555554879213687637286 years in this dump. Well, I've now only got about 8872661655555554879213687637282 years left. You'll find out how many years you have to stay in here when they call out your name."
"Ok. Thankyou Mister you-are-a-stupid-freezer-because-you-didn't-give-me-any-icecream."
A large green blobby thing approached the cell.
"Excuse me, is there a Mister Vegetable here?"
"Oi! That's Prince Vegetable to you, flubber boy!"
Well that's all for now. Think I should continue it? Should Vegeta have to stay in the cell for 8872661655555554879213687637286 years aswell? Should I make it a bit more sane? Or more insane? Or so insane that no one really knows what's going on? Please review it and tell me...
"Die... die...... DIE!!!!"
"err.. Vegeta.. what are you doing?" Bulma asked as she entered Vegeta's room, the floor covered by food wrappers, dirty clothes, and the walls totally covered with posters (mainly of himself).
"Get lost woman. I'm in the middle of something extremely important here."
"Hey... be nice to me... I cook your dinner, you know."
"So? Eating the food that you make is torture... I bet that even Kakarot could make something better. Well... that's probably not true...stupid damn Kakarot... oh well."
"FINE THEN! IF THAT'S YOUR ATTITUDE THEN YOU AIN'T GETTING ANY MORE FOOD FROM ME!"
"Fine. See if I care. I can cook for myself."
Bulma stormed out of the room and Vegeta went back to playing Pokémon on his GameBoy.
"Ooooooh! Lookit! I caught a Jigglypuff!"
Later that night, Vegeta decided to go and find something to eat, since he was too exhausted from catching Pokémon all day and didn't want to cook.
"Hmm.. maybe I should leave my Pikachu cap and backpack at home... I don't want to ruin my reputation. I'll just put on my jeans and my favourite pink shirt and I'll be on my way. Lalalala..lalaaalaaalalalala...Hey Trunks, wanna come down and get some food with me?"
Trunks looked at his father, dumbfounded. He seriously thought he never had to see that pink shirt again...
"Ummmm..... No...... I have... other ...um...stuff...that I have to do now. Bye!"
"Nonsense. Nothing is more important than food. That's the most important thing you'll ever learn in life. Now, let's go!"
"No, father, please... I'm busy..."
"COME WITH ME, BOY, OR ELSE I'LL GIVE YOU A BEATING!"
"...............ok........ I'm coming. .........But, you might want to put a jacket on." Vegeta looked down at his shirt.
"Why?"
"Err.. because... it's cold outside." Trunks promptly handed a jacket to his father.
"oh alright... I don't want my liddle Charmander to get all cold." He pulled a Charmander soft toy out of his pocket. Trunks grabbed it and chucked it back into Vegeta's room.
"Umm dad... it might be safer to leave Charmander here at home so that it can't get cold. Now, let's go get some food..."
Trunks and Vegeta strolled down the sidewalk. As Vegeta sang the Digimon theme song, and quite loudly too, Trunks was glad that he didn't have many friends in this timeline besides the Z fighters. He didn't want to be seen with this.. lunatic. Trunks stopped outside MacDonalds.
"Ok dad, let's get some MacDonalds."
Vegeta started to chuck a tantrum.
"I DON'T WANT MACDONALDS!! I WANT KFC!! THEY ARE SELLING DIGIMON FIGURINES AT KFC AND I NEED TO GET THE LAST TWO IN THE SET BEFORE THEY STOP SELLING THEM!!!!!"
"...Well, MacDonalds are selling Pokémon figurines..."
"OOOOOOOH!!!! THAT'S IT, TRUNKS! WE'RE GOING TO MACDONALDS! I KNOW THAT YOU WANT TO GO TO BURGER KING, BUT THIS IS MY STOMACH AND MY DECISION. SORRY, SON... YOU CAN'T ALWAYS HAVE YOUR WAY IN THIS WORLD."
"umm... sure dad, I understand..."
Vegeta raced into MacDonalds. There was a huge line. With a few ki blasts, he was the only one left in the shop.
"Oh crud. I destroyed the people that worked here. DAMN!!! Now I can't get my Pokémon figurines OR my food!!!!"
Trunks approached his father. It looked as if Vegeta was about to cry.
"Umm, dad... why don't you just take the food... no one is around to stop you."
"But son, that would be breaking the law!!!"
"WELL D'UH!!! YOU JUST KILLED ABOUT 50 PEOPLE AND NOW YOU'RE NOT GOING TO STEAL STUFF WORTH ABOUT $5?? I DON'T UNDERSTAND YOU, FATHER!! I'M GOING BACK INTO MY TIMELINE WHERE I DON'T HAVE TO PUT UP WITH YOU ANY MORE!!!"
Trunks ran off into the distance.
"NOOO!!! COME BACK, MY SON!! DON'T GO BACK INTO THE FUTURE!! I NEED YOU! NOW I WON'T HAVE ANYONE TO LOOK OUT FOR THE COPS!!!!!! ....DAMN...I GUESS I CAN'T HAVE MACDONALDS THEN..."
Vegeta walked along the street. He was so hungry...
*begin insane vision thingy*
Vegeta skipped across a rainbow of skittles, then pranced across a field made entirely of chocolate. He sang some ridiculous song with his little candy animal friends, then swam through a lake made of sugar. Flew up into the air, where he met gummi bears dancing on giant clouds of pink jelly, then fell back to the earth where he landed in soft plains of marshmallows. He ate all the little squishy pink fairyfloss bunny rabbits that went by, then started eating the trees, which were made purely of icecream. Then, an ugly looking carrot came along and gave him a jellybean. Wait a minute.. that's not a jellybean.... It's a...a .... SENZU BEAN??
*end stupid insane vision thingy*
Vegeta saw Goku, who had woken up Vegeta with a senzu. (well d'uh).
"What the hell.. Kakarot, what happened to all the food? Did you eat it?? Where am I? What happened to me?"
"Well... I found you in the park trying to take a bite out of a tree, and when I tried to talk to you, you just kept singing some stupid happy-joy song. So, I flew you back here to my house, and gave you a senzu to snap you out of it."
Vegeta started to cry.
"There, there, Veggie, don't worry, I'll take you back to the Capsule Corp."
"NO KAKAROT, I WASN'T CRYING ABOUT THAT, YOU UGLY CARROT THING. I WAS CRYING COZ ALL THE FOOD... IT'S ALL GONE........"
Goku had his 'I-don't-have-a-clue' look on his face. Then again.. that's pretty much all the time.
"OH CRAP!!" yelled Vegeta. "I'VE RUINED MY REPUTATION!!! KAKAROT HAS SEEN ME CRY!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!" Vegeta blasted the wall, and after about 18 tries, his blast got through and he flew away.
"NO!! THIS JUST ISN'T FAIR!! I HAVE NO PURPOSE IN LIFE ANY MORE! I HAVE BEEN STARVED FROM MY SON, MY FOOD, AND NOW MY REPUTATION!!! THAT'S IT!!!" Vegeta stopped and shot a Final Flash at himself.
.......
"Damn I'm still alive. I didn't know I was THAT weak... oh well I guess there's only one way for me to die....." He flew all the way into town and stopped at a Mirror shop, looked in a mirror, screamed, then died.
~~ in the 'next dimension' ~~
Vegeta found himself in a prison cell.
"Great Googamooga!! Holy vegetables!! What the hell?? This isn't the same as what I saw in the brochures... where's that snake way thingy with that princess snake person that is going to give me food because I'm handsome? Where are all those clouds that Kakarot likes to eat? I have to eat all those clouds before he dies again and eats them all!!! Crud! I shouldn't have killed myself."
Vegeta turned around to see several people. He approached one of them.
"Excuse me Mister Ugly person thingy... not that you're a person... but anyway, where am I?"
"AAH!! Vegeta? What are you doing here?"
"Ummm do I know you?
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN, DO I KNOW YOU? I AM FRIEZA! I CONTROLLED YOUR LIFE FOR ABOUT 20 YEARS!! I AM (well... was...) THE BEST IN THE WORLD!! I KILLED YOU, DAMMIT!!!!!! DON'T YOU REMEMBER???"
"Freezer? Really? You're freezer?"
"It's spelt FRIEZA by the way. I mean, not that I can see how you're spelling something by how you say it or anything."
"What kind of food do you have? Do you have icecream? All freezers have to have icecream..."
"Err...no...."
"Oh well, anyways, where am I?"
"This is the cell that King Yemma puts dead people into if they've been naughty. I got sentanced to 8872661655555554879213687637286 years in this dump. Well, I've now only got about 8872661655555554879213687637282 years left. You'll find out how many years you have to stay in here when they call out your name."
"Ok. Thankyou Mister you-are-a-stupid-freezer-because-you-didn't-give-me-any-icecream."
A large green blobby thing approached the cell.
"Excuse me, is there a Mister Vegetable here?"
"Oi! That's Prince Vegetable to you, flubber boy!"
Well that's all for now. Think I should continue it? Should Vegeta have to stay in the cell for 8872661655555554879213687637286 years aswell? Should I make it a bit more sane? Or more insane? Or so insane that no one really knows what's going on? Please review it and tell me...