DISCLAIMER: *singing* I do not own,,,,,..... CHUCKY! *silence* And I do not
own....,,,, DRAGONBALL!!! hmz.
Ow, I have kept you waiting again, haven't I? Sorry...
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"I have to visit another old friend," Chucky says to himself. He sits down at a bus stop, and waits. A little boy sits next to him.
"Hey, you're cool!" he says. "Where's your owner?"
This is your lucky day, Chucky thinks. And mine too.
"Hey, I'm Chucky! Wanna play?" he says, and turns with his head and eyes.
"Yeah sure! I'll take you with me!"
The bus stops, and the boy picks Chucky up, and takes him into the bus. The boy sits down, and puts Chucky next to him.
"I want to go out," Chucky whispered after a while, so that only the boy can hear him.
"Okay!" the boy whispered back, and pushed the red "STOP" button. Then he takes Chucky out.
"Which way now?"
"Sorry, I have to go."
And Chucky runs off. He walks to an old apartment, and rings on number 94.
"Yeah?" a dark voice asks.
"It's me, Piccolo. We've got to talk."
"There's nothing left to say."
"Yes there is. Now open the door."
The man on the other side sighs, but then Chucky hears a noice, and opens the door. He walks up, and wants to knock on the door, but it's open already. He walks in.
"What do you want?" the dark voice asks.
"Hey, Guru. I notice you're not surprised to see me."
"No, of course not. I teached you." A fat, green Namek is sitting in an even bigger chair. His eyes are closed.
"Yeah, that's what I wanted to talk about. You see this?"
The Namek opens his eyes, and sees Chucky pointing at his chest. Then he closes his eyes again.
"I don't see the point."
"I'm shot."
"Tell me how many times in your life you've been shot. Not only once, right?"
"That's right. But this time it hurts. I felt it, Guru. I felt the shot, and it hurt. How come?"
Guru sighed.
"Listen dude, you should be very glad that you're alive anyway. If it was up to me I would rather see you dead."
"Oh, you don't mean that." Chucky's voice turned evil. "Now you'd better tell me what to do, or I'll kill ya!"
Guru took a good breath. "You won't kill me. Then you'll die as well."
"Are you sure? Do you really think that matters to me?" He walked to Guru, and jumped on his knees.
"Well, now you're gonna tell me...." He kicked Guru's leg (wow, that's painful...).
"....What's my problem."
Guru didn't say a thing.
Chucky jumped to Guru's neck, ready to strangle him.
"TELL ME!!" he commanded, and when Guru didn't answer, he gave him a punch in his face. His nose bled. Chucky gave him another punch, and another. When Guru still didn't answer, he pushed his little fingers to Guru's temples.
"You'd better tell me now, or I'll give you a punch that will cost your life."
It fell silence, and Chucky raised his hand to give him a punch.
"I don't know!!" Guru said desperately. "I really don't know!!"
Chucky punched him, but it wasn't very powerful.
"My power is declining. Why?!?!"
Guru smiled. Chucky squeezed his eyes, but then laughed with him.
"Then I'll do it the easy way!!"
Chucky simply closed his air supply, and Guru felt it immediately.
"Still not gonna tell me??" Chucky said evil.
"ALRIGHT!" Guru yelled. "YOU HAVE TO BRING YOUR POWERS TO A CHILD! A CHILD!!"
Chucky smiled again, and jumped on the ground. "Thanks for your information, old man, and have a nice day!"
Chucky knew what to do.
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Hm, kinda short huh? Sorry, but I promise the next part (the last part, too) will be bigger!!
Ow, I have kept you waiting again, haven't I? Sorry...
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"I have to visit another old friend," Chucky says to himself. He sits down at a bus stop, and waits. A little boy sits next to him.
"Hey, you're cool!" he says. "Where's your owner?"
This is your lucky day, Chucky thinks. And mine too.
"Hey, I'm Chucky! Wanna play?" he says, and turns with his head and eyes.
"Yeah sure! I'll take you with me!"
The bus stops, and the boy picks Chucky up, and takes him into the bus. The boy sits down, and puts Chucky next to him.
"I want to go out," Chucky whispered after a while, so that only the boy can hear him.
"Okay!" the boy whispered back, and pushed the red "STOP" button. Then he takes Chucky out.
"Which way now?"
"Sorry, I have to go."
And Chucky runs off. He walks to an old apartment, and rings on number 94.
"Yeah?" a dark voice asks.
"It's me, Piccolo. We've got to talk."
"There's nothing left to say."
"Yes there is. Now open the door."
The man on the other side sighs, but then Chucky hears a noice, and opens the door. He walks up, and wants to knock on the door, but it's open already. He walks in.
"What do you want?" the dark voice asks.
"Hey, Guru. I notice you're not surprised to see me."
"No, of course not. I teached you." A fat, green Namek is sitting in an even bigger chair. His eyes are closed.
"Yeah, that's what I wanted to talk about. You see this?"
The Namek opens his eyes, and sees Chucky pointing at his chest. Then he closes his eyes again.
"I don't see the point."
"I'm shot."
"Tell me how many times in your life you've been shot. Not only once, right?"
"That's right. But this time it hurts. I felt it, Guru. I felt the shot, and it hurt. How come?"
Guru sighed.
"Listen dude, you should be very glad that you're alive anyway. If it was up to me I would rather see you dead."
"Oh, you don't mean that." Chucky's voice turned evil. "Now you'd better tell me what to do, or I'll kill ya!"
Guru took a good breath. "You won't kill me. Then you'll die as well."
"Are you sure? Do you really think that matters to me?" He walked to Guru, and jumped on his knees.
"Well, now you're gonna tell me...." He kicked Guru's leg (wow, that's painful...).
"....What's my problem."
Guru didn't say a thing.
Chucky jumped to Guru's neck, ready to strangle him.
"TELL ME!!" he commanded, and when Guru didn't answer, he gave him a punch in his face. His nose bled. Chucky gave him another punch, and another. When Guru still didn't answer, he pushed his little fingers to Guru's temples.
"You'd better tell me now, or I'll give you a punch that will cost your life."
It fell silence, and Chucky raised his hand to give him a punch.
"I don't know!!" Guru said desperately. "I really don't know!!"
Chucky punched him, but it wasn't very powerful.
"My power is declining. Why?!?!"
Guru smiled. Chucky squeezed his eyes, but then laughed with him.
"Then I'll do it the easy way!!"
Chucky simply closed his air supply, and Guru felt it immediately.
"Still not gonna tell me??" Chucky said evil.
"ALRIGHT!" Guru yelled. "YOU HAVE TO BRING YOUR POWERS TO A CHILD! A CHILD!!"
Chucky smiled again, and jumped on the ground. "Thanks for your information, old man, and have a nice day!"
Chucky knew what to do.
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Hm, kinda short huh? Sorry, but I promise the next part (the last part, too) will be bigger!!
