Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ, never have, never will. If I did, why would I
be writing fanfiction?
A/N: This is almost sickening. I had this story up for six hours and I got seven reviews. Meanwhile, I've had 'Morgoth the Demon', the story that actually takes effort, up for weeks, and I've only gotten three reviews. Oh well.
On the last episode of The Marijuana Chronicles, Goku and Vegeta found a bag of 'tobacco' in Goten's room. After much fanfare and hoo-ha, Goku ate the lawn. Who, in the words of the siyajingirl who was to lazy to log in, will fall victim next to....
Goten's Secret Stash!!!
"Well, sure boys!" Master Roshi said, "you can stay here!"
"Thanks Master Roshi." Trunks said quietly as he and Goten sat their bags down on the porch. "We just need to stay until our dads aren't mad at us anymore."
"What?" Roshi looked at them. "Why are they mad?"
"Well, it's kind of a long story." Goten said quietly. "See, they found my bag of pot, and to make a long story short, Vegeta insisted that we call him Fruit, and my dad ate all the grass on our front lawn."
"Wow. You boys have had quite a time. There's a spare bedroom upstairs."
Upstairs...
"Wow. I'm sure glad Master Roshi let us stay with him." Trunks said as he spread a futon on the floor.
"Yeah, but I figured if anyone would understand, he would." Goten smiled.
"Well, to celebrate our good fortune..." Trunks grinned evilly.
"Light up!!!" Goten yelled. He produced a fat joint from his pocket.
Downstairs again....
"Master Roshi!!" Krillin yelled as he and Yamucha walked through the door, Puar floating behind them. "Are you home!?"
"Sure, Krillin!" Roshi called, not even looking up from his dirty magazine, "Come on in!"
"Who's bags are those on the front lawn?" Puar questioned. "Do you have visitors?"
"Huh?" the turtle hermit finally glanced away from his magazine. "Oh, yes. Trunks and Goten are staying here for a few days. There fathers are out for their blood, or something."
"Why?" Yamucha asked.
"Oh, something to do with Goku eating grass. You'll have to ask them about it."
"Ah. I think I'll just forget about it."
Upstairs yet again....
"Hey, Trunks." Goten said, pleasantly stoned. "It's too hot in here. Let's open the vent."
"Okay." Trunks agreed. He walked over to the vent, opening it. Neither he nor Goten noticed the smoke filled room began to clear a little, as the smoke seeped into the vent, which coincidentally led downstairs. They lit up their fourth joint...
Downstairs, for the second time...
"Hey, Krillin! Grab me a brewsky out of the fridge!" master Roshi called, still engrossed in pornography.
"Oh, sure." Krillin got up and went to the fridge. He grabbed a beer for each of them, then sat back down, sipping his.
"Hey, what's that smell?" Puar suddenly blurted out.
Yamucha sniffed the air. "I don't know, but it smells kind of good."
"Oh well, just ignore it." Master Roshi said.
Upstairs yet again, fifteen minutes later....
"Hey, uh Goten?" Trunks asked, just as he took a drag from their eighth joint.
"What?"
"Guess what?"
"What?"
Trunks smiled. "I dunno."
"Oh. Cool."
"Hey Trunks." Goten said. "I'm so completely bombed I can't stand up."
Trunks looked at him with confusion. "But, Goten, you are standing up."
"I am?" Goten looked down and he was indeed standing. "Oh no!" he immediately fell over. They both burst out laughing. Suddenly the peace was shattered.
"HELLOOOOOOOOOTRUNKSANDGOTEN!!!!!!!!" master Roshi burst into the room, clad only in green boxers and a purple birthday hat. "LOOK AT THE NEAT OUTFIT I GOT!!!"
The two demis just stared at him like he was a martian. At that second Puar, Yamucha and Krillin ran in behind Roshi. Thankfully they all still had their normal clothes on.
"Hey, master rooshi!" Krillin yelled. "don't forget about us!"
"Yeah!" Yamucha yelled. "Don't forget about us master rushi!"
"He he." Krillin chuckled. "You said his name wrong."
"I did not, you did!" Yamucha yelled, bashing Krillin in the head.
"Hey!" Puar yelled. "That's bad Yamucha! As your best friend, it is my duty to bunish you!" she said. She then changed herself into a huge green penis, and began to hit Yamucha in the head.
"OWWW!" he howled in pain. "Puar! Stop it!!" he ran out of the room, followed by the changed cat. They could all hear SLAP! "Ouch!" SLAP "Ouch!" moving steadily away.
"Wow. I had no idea Puar had it in her." Krillin blinked. Suddenly a look of terror filled his face. "OHMYGODEIGHTEENWANTEDMETOWATCHMARRON!!!" he yelled, blending the words. "Master Roshi! The greatest martial artist of all time! You must protect me!"
Master Roshi shook his head. "Sorry, kiddo, but you need to learn on your own. Her though." He held out a dirty mag. "Take this. If your wife leaves you, at least you'll have something."
"Wow!!" Krillin yelled. He then sat down on the floor and began to look at the magazine with a look of rapture on his face.
"Well, boys!" Roshi turned to Trunks and Goten. "You enjoying your stay at the great Kame House?"
"Uh..." Goten stood speechless.
"Yes!" Trunks burst out. "Very much, but it seems we're going to have to leave."
"Oh, no." Roshi's face fell. "But I made you guys hats..." he pulled out a lampshade and a bucket, both covered with construction paper and streamers.
"Oh, so sorry. But we'll take the hats!" Trunks said.
"You will?"
"Sure! And you can have this!" he said, handing Roshi the half a joint that was still in his hand.
"Yeah." Goten said. "You seem to enjoy it a lot more than we do."
With that the boys took their hats and flew out the window, leaving Roshi looking at the joint in his hand, and Krillin reading his magazine.
Over the ocean...
"Wow, Trunks. That was weird."
"Yeah, I know. Hey, look! There's Tenshinhan and Choutzu training on that island!" Trunks yelled. "Let's go say hi." They flew over and landed next to the sparring warriors.
"Hey, guys!" Choutzu shouted. "You'll never guess what we just saw!"
"What was it?" Trunks asked. "It can't be any weirder than what happened to us."
"It was Yamucha!" Tien said. "He was flying by, and there was this green penis chasing him and hitting him in the head!"
Another chapter in the saga of intoxication. I have no clue who I'm gonna do next, so I'll leave it up to you guys! Just review and tell me who you think should fall victim next to Goten and Trunks' secret stash! It doesn't have to make sense, just has to be funny.
Ja ne! (for now)
-Arda the Vampyre
A/N: This is almost sickening. I had this story up for six hours and I got seven reviews. Meanwhile, I've had 'Morgoth the Demon', the story that actually takes effort, up for weeks, and I've only gotten three reviews. Oh well.
On the last episode of The Marijuana Chronicles, Goku and Vegeta found a bag of 'tobacco' in Goten's room. After much fanfare and hoo-ha, Goku ate the lawn. Who, in the words of the siyajingirl who was to lazy to log in, will fall victim next to....
Goten's Secret Stash!!!
"Well, sure boys!" Master Roshi said, "you can stay here!"
"Thanks Master Roshi." Trunks said quietly as he and Goten sat their bags down on the porch. "We just need to stay until our dads aren't mad at us anymore."
"What?" Roshi looked at them. "Why are they mad?"
"Well, it's kind of a long story." Goten said quietly. "See, they found my bag of pot, and to make a long story short, Vegeta insisted that we call him Fruit, and my dad ate all the grass on our front lawn."
"Wow. You boys have had quite a time. There's a spare bedroom upstairs."
Upstairs...
"Wow. I'm sure glad Master Roshi let us stay with him." Trunks said as he spread a futon on the floor.
"Yeah, but I figured if anyone would understand, he would." Goten smiled.
"Well, to celebrate our good fortune..." Trunks grinned evilly.
"Light up!!!" Goten yelled. He produced a fat joint from his pocket.
Downstairs again....
"Master Roshi!!" Krillin yelled as he and Yamucha walked through the door, Puar floating behind them. "Are you home!?"
"Sure, Krillin!" Roshi called, not even looking up from his dirty magazine, "Come on in!"
"Who's bags are those on the front lawn?" Puar questioned. "Do you have visitors?"
"Huh?" the turtle hermit finally glanced away from his magazine. "Oh, yes. Trunks and Goten are staying here for a few days. There fathers are out for their blood, or something."
"Why?" Yamucha asked.
"Oh, something to do with Goku eating grass. You'll have to ask them about it."
"Ah. I think I'll just forget about it."
Upstairs yet again....
"Hey, Trunks." Goten said, pleasantly stoned. "It's too hot in here. Let's open the vent."
"Okay." Trunks agreed. He walked over to the vent, opening it. Neither he nor Goten noticed the smoke filled room began to clear a little, as the smoke seeped into the vent, which coincidentally led downstairs. They lit up their fourth joint...
Downstairs, for the second time...
"Hey, Krillin! Grab me a brewsky out of the fridge!" master Roshi called, still engrossed in pornography.
"Oh, sure." Krillin got up and went to the fridge. He grabbed a beer for each of them, then sat back down, sipping his.
"Hey, what's that smell?" Puar suddenly blurted out.
Yamucha sniffed the air. "I don't know, but it smells kind of good."
"Oh well, just ignore it." Master Roshi said.
Upstairs yet again, fifteen minutes later....
"Hey, uh Goten?" Trunks asked, just as he took a drag from their eighth joint.
"What?"
"Guess what?"
"What?"
Trunks smiled. "I dunno."
"Oh. Cool."
"Hey Trunks." Goten said. "I'm so completely bombed I can't stand up."
Trunks looked at him with confusion. "But, Goten, you are standing up."
"I am?" Goten looked down and he was indeed standing. "Oh no!" he immediately fell over. They both burst out laughing. Suddenly the peace was shattered.
"HELLOOOOOOOOOTRUNKSANDGOTEN!!!!!!!!" master Roshi burst into the room, clad only in green boxers and a purple birthday hat. "LOOK AT THE NEAT OUTFIT I GOT!!!"
The two demis just stared at him like he was a martian. At that second Puar, Yamucha and Krillin ran in behind Roshi. Thankfully they all still had their normal clothes on.
"Hey, master rooshi!" Krillin yelled. "don't forget about us!"
"Yeah!" Yamucha yelled. "Don't forget about us master rushi!"
"He he." Krillin chuckled. "You said his name wrong."
"I did not, you did!" Yamucha yelled, bashing Krillin in the head.
"Hey!" Puar yelled. "That's bad Yamucha! As your best friend, it is my duty to bunish you!" she said. She then changed herself into a huge green penis, and began to hit Yamucha in the head.
"OWWW!" he howled in pain. "Puar! Stop it!!" he ran out of the room, followed by the changed cat. They could all hear SLAP! "Ouch!" SLAP "Ouch!" moving steadily away.
"Wow. I had no idea Puar had it in her." Krillin blinked. Suddenly a look of terror filled his face. "OHMYGODEIGHTEENWANTEDMETOWATCHMARRON!!!" he yelled, blending the words. "Master Roshi! The greatest martial artist of all time! You must protect me!"
Master Roshi shook his head. "Sorry, kiddo, but you need to learn on your own. Her though." He held out a dirty mag. "Take this. If your wife leaves you, at least you'll have something."
"Wow!!" Krillin yelled. He then sat down on the floor and began to look at the magazine with a look of rapture on his face.
"Well, boys!" Roshi turned to Trunks and Goten. "You enjoying your stay at the great Kame House?"
"Uh..." Goten stood speechless.
"Yes!" Trunks burst out. "Very much, but it seems we're going to have to leave."
"Oh, no." Roshi's face fell. "But I made you guys hats..." he pulled out a lampshade and a bucket, both covered with construction paper and streamers.
"Oh, so sorry. But we'll take the hats!" Trunks said.
"You will?"
"Sure! And you can have this!" he said, handing Roshi the half a joint that was still in his hand.
"Yeah." Goten said. "You seem to enjoy it a lot more than we do."
With that the boys took their hats and flew out the window, leaving Roshi looking at the joint in his hand, and Krillin reading his magazine.
Over the ocean...
"Wow, Trunks. That was weird."
"Yeah, I know. Hey, look! There's Tenshinhan and Choutzu training on that island!" Trunks yelled. "Let's go say hi." They flew over and landed next to the sparring warriors.
"Hey, guys!" Choutzu shouted. "You'll never guess what we just saw!"
"What was it?" Trunks asked. "It can't be any weirder than what happened to us."
"It was Yamucha!" Tien said. "He was flying by, and there was this green penis chasing him and hitting him in the head!"
Another chapter in the saga of intoxication. I have no clue who I'm gonna do next, so I'll leave it up to you guys! Just review and tell me who you think should fall victim next to Goten and Trunks' secret stash! It doesn't have to make sense, just has to be funny.
Ja ne! (for now)
-Arda the Vampyre