A.N. Very funny! That's all I have to say. ^_^
"Beer and Backstreet Boys?"
Trunks and Goten stare at the T.V., bored. The two sit in silence.
"Dude…this sucks" Goten says.
"What else are we gonna do?" Trunks asks.
Silence.
"You wanna drink?" Trunks asks.
"Thought you'd never ask" Goten says.
The two stand up, going to the fridge. Trunks pulls out a 12 case of beer and sets it on the table. He opens it up, pulling two cans out, handing one to Goten. The two then go and sit back down, watching T.V., drinking beer. The two sit in silence again.
"Dude…this sucks" Goten says.
"We need a party" Trunks says.
"With who? Ourselves?" Goten says. "All our friends are away on spring break, while we sit here like dumb asses and do nothing!"
"We'll just get drunk" Trunks says. "Then things will be better."
"Yeah, they better be" Goten mutters.
**
-2 hours later-
Trunks and Goten laugh while watching T.V.
"Look at that stupid fuck!" Trunks says, while laughing.
"This still sucks…" Goten says, still laughing.
On the T.V., the Backstreet Boys sing "I want it that way".
Goten stands up, trying to dance. "Look at me! I'm a stupid Backstreet boy!"
Trunks laughs, then stands up. "Yo, we should…you know…you know…you know…"
"No…what? What?" Goten asks.
"We should…act like Backstreet…guys" Trunks says.
"Yo, that's a…whacked idea…" Goten says.
"C'mon…" Trunks says.
The two stumble towards Trunks' room, taking the beer along with them.
**
"Yo…why do we need wigs, yo?" Goten says, looking at himself in the mirror.
"Cause, yo, it's cool…yo" Trunks says.
"Dude…you are so fucked up…dude" Goten says.
"So are you…so are you, dude…" Trunks says, then laughs. "Oh shit…"
"Next time, we need weed…" Goten says. He starts laughing. "We need weed!"
Trunks laughs. "We need weed!"
"Let's sing, dude…" Trunks says. "I want it that way…"
"I don't know the words, yo" Goten says.
"Who cares, dude" Trunks says. He clears his throat and grabs a pen off his desk, using it as a microphone. "You are…da da da…the da…da da da…da da…"
"Dude, you suck" Goten says. "We need music, yo…" He stares for a minute, confused. "Yo, where's your sister's CDs?"
"In her room, dumb ass, where else?" Trunks says.
"Ok, don't yell at me, stupid monkey!" Goten says, stumbling out of the room.
"Hey! That's prince of the monkeys to you!" Trunks says. He scratches his head. "Where are you going now?"
Goten comes stumbling back a few minutes later, holding the Backstreet Boys CD. "Here…" He hands it to Trunks, who puts it in his boom box.
"Yo…let's dance too…" Trunks says.
"Look…here's the words…" Goten says.
The music starts playing.
"You are…my fire…" Trunks and Goten sing, off key and terribly. "The one…desire…"
Oh boy, I'm afraid of what will happen next! (actually, I'm not, cause I wrote this! I know what happens next! *walks over to cabinet and pulls out a bottle of pills and chugs 5 of them down, then starts stumbling around with a goofy grin*) Anyway, on to chapter 2! It gets even better!
