Author Note: Well, this chapter was a pleasure to write. Thank you all my
fan's who actually reviewed. There were three of you. Anyway, my name's
been changed to HyperSaiyan, for those of you who didn't notice. It used to
be Hyper Saiyan. Yes, there is a difference.
Chapter 10: Mischief
"Whoops! Sorry! Don't think that's broken! It was an accident! My Dad will pay for it! Might want to get a new one of those!" Cator yelled to various people as he ran down the hall. "'Scuse me!" he called, finally passing the myriad of people.
The group looked at each other and collectively sighed.
Cator continued his journey down the hall. "Leuce!" he shouted, approaching his friend. "I made it!"
Leuce nodded. "You arrived about 2 seconds before the predetermined time."
Cator grinned. "I'm ready," he paused dramatically, "to race!" He zoomed outside, followed by Leuce.
The two lined up in the castle courtyard.
"Ready!" Cator grinned.
"Set!" Leuce continued.
"Go!" they yelled at the same time, taking off into the air.
"Are we doing a race or a follow the leader?" Leuce yelled his question to Cator.
"Follow the leader!" Cator called back. "I'll lead!" he continued.
"All right!" Leuce shouted.
Cator zoomed slightly ahead. He flew straight up, then looped, going upside down before flipping over and flying into a forest, Leuce a mere second behind him. They zoomed passed a group of people, leaving quite a few ruffled hairs in their wakes.
"You! Young men!" A voice called. And elderly Saiyan approached the two, looking quite angry.
Cator screeched to a halt slightly past the man; then flew a little back so he was facing him. "Yes?" he asked innocently.
"Stop that racing! You could crash into someone!" the man screeched. "Where are your parents? They should be notified of your awful behavior!"
"Sir," Leuce spoke up, "it's just a race to build endurance and help us become faster."
"Well be more careful," the old man's eyes glinted. "Back when I was a general children never behaved like this. Now, I want you two to go home to your parents."
"Yes sir," the boy's muttered.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" the man yelled at them. "Get home!"
"Yes sir," the boy's repeated, quickly flying back towards the castle.
"That guy was grumpy, huh?" Cator asked.
"I guess," Leuce muttered nervously.
"Oh well," Cator shrugged. "Next time we just will have to go higher."
"Yeah!" Leuce agreed. "Oh, there was something I wanted to tell you!"
"What?" Cator queried curiously.
"Well," Leuce began, "remember how there's a group of kids training at the minor castle?"
Cator nodded. "Yeah."
"It turns out their combat instructor was injured in a battle and can't fight anymore," Leuce told him. "So," he continued, "they're coming here to train with us. Also, because there wouldn't be enough trainers otherwise, the King is hiring a new trainer, a really strong one."
"Really?" asked Cator excitedly. "Do you know who the new trainer is?"
Leuce shook his head. "Ms. Vealta didn't say. All she said was what I told you already. Oh wait, she also said that the trainer would be here before the kids."
Cator smiled. "Do you want me to pester Dad for information?"
Leuce smirked. "I'll help," he replied.
"Sounds good!" Cator exclaimed. "When does the teacher get here?"
"Oh," Leuce paused slightly. "I don't know."
"Well," Cator said thoughtfully, "timing is everything. If we do it too late, well, then it will be too late."
Leuce chuckled. "Yeah. We should do it as soon as we get back."
Cator grinned evilly. "I agree."
"Where's your Dad going to be?" Leuce queried.
Cator frowned thoughtfully. "Probably in the eating hall," he replied, looking up at the sun. "It's his lunch time."
Leuce nodded. "Well, we'll just have to go there then."
"Boys!" a call came from the castle, now not more than a few feet ahead.
"Mr. Tnalpgge!" Cator cried out. "Hi!"
"Cator, Leuce," Tnalpgge replied. "Now, what's this I hear about a prank?"
"What prank?" asked Cator innocently. He quickly ran a list of their recent pranks in his head. "I don't know what you mean."
The man raised an eyebrow. "You mean, you didn't plan that little stunt that turned five solder's skins blue, two solders skins pink, and seven solders skin bright green?"
"It's only temporary," Cator explained sheepishly. "It should wear off by tomorrow."
"What if it had done something that made the DNA work improperly, therefore dooming the lives of those solders. Three of them were in critical condition when they entered the tanks you know," Tnalpgge informed them.
"Well," Leuce muttered. "We did test it first."
"Still," Tnalpgge, attempting to look serious, "we're going to have to punish you."
"What is it this time?" asked Cator glumly.
"Nothing much," Tnalpgge reassured them.
Leuce and Cator shared a grin.
"Only a 10-hour training session with General Evilo," Tnalpgge continued, shattering their hopes completely.
"Bu-but," Cator stammered, "he's the strongest solder in the army! He's almost as good as the King! And, he never goes easy on anyone!"
"Maybe you should have thought of that before you pulled the prank," Tnalpgge said sternly. "Next time, the punishment will be worse. No food for three days, or something along those lines."
"Three days?" Leuce asked, completely horrified.
"You can last up to two weeks without food, surely you know that," Tnalpgge replied, puzzled.
"But we'll be hungry," Cator whined.
"Then don't pull anymore pranks," Tnalpgge retorted. "The training session will be in one week," he continued, "good luck," with that, he turned around and walked back into the castle.
"Ten hours," Cator moaned.
"At least there's two of us," Leuce offered. "Maybe he'll take turns."
"Oh!" Tnalpgge popped back out. "Your training sessions will be separate. Cator, you'll be going first. We'll let you know when to report," he smiled at them, then let again.
"We're gonna die," Cator groaned.
"At least you'll die first," Leuce reminded him.
"I know," Cator glared at his best friend.
"Boys!" it was the same man from earlier. "What are you doing here?"
To Be Continued
Author's Note: Well that was fairly short for me. As for the contest, this is chapter 10, and the winners are Thalia and Mega Saiyan; tied for first. The tiebreaker is :You both have until Sunday, May 12th to write a review telling me why you should be the winner. If you don't, ten you are out of the contest. Review and do accordingly. Hint: Long + Reasons = Good! To everyone else, review anyway. See you next chapter.
Plug: Read Deeper Than Color – The Kioku Story by Leia. It's an in progress fic with astounding character depth. Very touching. I loved it very much; and I urge everyone (after you review this story) to go and read/review hers. While you're at her page, read all fo her other DragonballZ fics, they're GREAT!
Chapter 10: Mischief
"Whoops! Sorry! Don't think that's broken! It was an accident! My Dad will pay for it! Might want to get a new one of those!" Cator yelled to various people as he ran down the hall. "'Scuse me!" he called, finally passing the myriad of people.
The group looked at each other and collectively sighed.
Cator continued his journey down the hall. "Leuce!" he shouted, approaching his friend. "I made it!"
Leuce nodded. "You arrived about 2 seconds before the predetermined time."
Cator grinned. "I'm ready," he paused dramatically, "to race!" He zoomed outside, followed by Leuce.
The two lined up in the castle courtyard.
"Ready!" Cator grinned.
"Set!" Leuce continued.
"Go!" they yelled at the same time, taking off into the air.
"Are we doing a race or a follow the leader?" Leuce yelled his question to Cator.
"Follow the leader!" Cator called back. "I'll lead!" he continued.
"All right!" Leuce shouted.
Cator zoomed slightly ahead. He flew straight up, then looped, going upside down before flipping over and flying into a forest, Leuce a mere second behind him. They zoomed passed a group of people, leaving quite a few ruffled hairs in their wakes.
"You! Young men!" A voice called. And elderly Saiyan approached the two, looking quite angry.
Cator screeched to a halt slightly past the man; then flew a little back so he was facing him. "Yes?" he asked innocently.
"Stop that racing! You could crash into someone!" the man screeched. "Where are your parents? They should be notified of your awful behavior!"
"Sir," Leuce spoke up, "it's just a race to build endurance and help us become faster."
"Well be more careful," the old man's eyes glinted. "Back when I was a general children never behaved like this. Now, I want you two to go home to your parents."
"Yes sir," the boy's muttered.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" the man yelled at them. "Get home!"
"Yes sir," the boy's repeated, quickly flying back towards the castle.
"That guy was grumpy, huh?" Cator asked.
"I guess," Leuce muttered nervously.
"Oh well," Cator shrugged. "Next time we just will have to go higher."
"Yeah!" Leuce agreed. "Oh, there was something I wanted to tell you!"
"What?" Cator queried curiously.
"Well," Leuce began, "remember how there's a group of kids training at the minor castle?"
Cator nodded. "Yeah."
"It turns out their combat instructor was injured in a battle and can't fight anymore," Leuce told him. "So," he continued, "they're coming here to train with us. Also, because there wouldn't be enough trainers otherwise, the King is hiring a new trainer, a really strong one."
"Really?" asked Cator excitedly. "Do you know who the new trainer is?"
Leuce shook his head. "Ms. Vealta didn't say. All she said was what I told you already. Oh wait, she also said that the trainer would be here before the kids."
Cator smiled. "Do you want me to pester Dad for information?"
Leuce smirked. "I'll help," he replied.
"Sounds good!" Cator exclaimed. "When does the teacher get here?"
"Oh," Leuce paused slightly. "I don't know."
"Well," Cator said thoughtfully, "timing is everything. If we do it too late, well, then it will be too late."
Leuce chuckled. "Yeah. We should do it as soon as we get back."
Cator grinned evilly. "I agree."
"Where's your Dad going to be?" Leuce queried.
Cator frowned thoughtfully. "Probably in the eating hall," he replied, looking up at the sun. "It's his lunch time."
Leuce nodded. "Well, we'll just have to go there then."
"Boys!" a call came from the castle, now not more than a few feet ahead.
"Mr. Tnalpgge!" Cator cried out. "Hi!"
"Cator, Leuce," Tnalpgge replied. "Now, what's this I hear about a prank?"
"What prank?" asked Cator innocently. He quickly ran a list of their recent pranks in his head. "I don't know what you mean."
The man raised an eyebrow. "You mean, you didn't plan that little stunt that turned five solder's skins blue, two solders skins pink, and seven solders skin bright green?"
"It's only temporary," Cator explained sheepishly. "It should wear off by tomorrow."
"What if it had done something that made the DNA work improperly, therefore dooming the lives of those solders. Three of them were in critical condition when they entered the tanks you know," Tnalpgge informed them.
"Well," Leuce muttered. "We did test it first."
"Still," Tnalpgge, attempting to look serious, "we're going to have to punish you."
"What is it this time?" asked Cator glumly.
"Nothing much," Tnalpgge reassured them.
Leuce and Cator shared a grin.
"Only a 10-hour training session with General Evilo," Tnalpgge continued, shattering their hopes completely.
"Bu-but," Cator stammered, "he's the strongest solder in the army! He's almost as good as the King! And, he never goes easy on anyone!"
"Maybe you should have thought of that before you pulled the prank," Tnalpgge said sternly. "Next time, the punishment will be worse. No food for three days, or something along those lines."
"Three days?" Leuce asked, completely horrified.
"You can last up to two weeks without food, surely you know that," Tnalpgge replied, puzzled.
"But we'll be hungry," Cator whined.
"Then don't pull anymore pranks," Tnalpgge retorted. "The training session will be in one week," he continued, "good luck," with that, he turned around and walked back into the castle.
"Ten hours," Cator moaned.
"At least there's two of us," Leuce offered. "Maybe he'll take turns."
"Oh!" Tnalpgge popped back out. "Your training sessions will be separate. Cator, you'll be going first. We'll let you know when to report," he smiled at them, then let again.
"We're gonna die," Cator groaned.
"At least you'll die first," Leuce reminded him.
"I know," Cator glared at his best friend.
"Boys!" it was the same man from earlier. "What are you doing here?"
To Be Continued
Author's Note: Well that was fairly short for me. As for the contest, this is chapter 10, and the winners are Thalia and Mega Saiyan; tied for first. The tiebreaker is :You both have until Sunday, May 12th to write a review telling me why you should be the winner. If you don't, ten you are out of the contest. Review and do accordingly. Hint: Long + Reasons = Good! To everyone else, review anyway. See you next chapter.
Plug: Read Deeper Than Color – The Kioku Story by Leia. It's an in progress fic with astounding character depth. Very touching. I loved it very much; and I urge everyone (after you review this story) to go and read/review hers. While you're at her page, read all fo her other DragonballZ fics, they're GREAT!