Welcome to chapter 3 of Babysitting Saiya-jins: The Victim's P.O.V. I
hope that you have enjoyed the last 2 chapters. I'm sorry about the
"Americanization". Oh well, It's still good, right? I hope so. Well,
enjoy my boredom.....
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ.
Marron: Why?
P.G: Because Akira Torriyama owns it.
Marron: Why?
P.G.: Because he created it.
Marron: Why?
P.G.: Rrrrr.....
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Babysitting Saiya-jins: The Victim's Point of View
By: Ponytail Goddess
Chapter 3: Water Games
"TRUNKS!!!!!! GOTEN!!!!!!!!! WHERE ARE YOU GUYS!?!?!?", I call out. Nobody answers.
*It is WAY too quiet in here. What are they up to now?*
I go upstairs again and start to look in the random doors, searching for any signs of life. I hear something coming from a nearby room. I open the door and laugh at the sight.
Sharpner. With a make-over. And messy braids in half of his hair. There are a lot of knots in his hair. Man, that's going to take a while to comb.
"Look Paypa! I made Sharpner all pretty!!! We are going to play tea party once he's done!!!"
"Wow, that sounds like fun. If you see the boys, give me a holler, ok?"
"Ok Paypa", Marron said sweetly.
"...Make...it....stop....", a shocked Sharpner manages to say, "...My......poor.....hair......"
"I'll help you get it out later Sharpner", I whisper to him, then leave them to happy playing.
I continue searching rooms. I look into Trunks' room. There are no signs of life. Just as I'm heading out I hear a scream-
CRASH!!!!!
BOOM!!!!!!
Goten is laying on top of me. The window is broken. Glass shards are all over the floor. Goten quickly gets up and flies out the "new passage way".
"Hey! Goten! Get in here now!!!!!"
Nobody comes in or answers.
"Damn it"
I head down the stairs and go outside. Thankfully there are a few streetlamps on, somewhat lighting up the front yard of Capsule Corp. However, neither of the boys were anywhere to be found in the front yard.
*Stupid kids*
"TRUNKS!!!!! GOTEN!!!!! YOU BOYS HAD BETTER COME OUT NOW!!!!!! YOU'RE GOING TO BE IN WORSE TROUBLE IF YOU DON'T COME OUT!!!!!"
They don't come out. I hear nothing, though I notice some toilet paper in the trees of the neighboring houses as well as at Capsule Corp.
*Why'd they teepee their own house?!? Bulma is going to have a fit!*
"BOYS, PLEASE COME OUT!!! IT ISN'T FUNNY ANYMORE!!!!!!!"
"We're playing hide-and-go-seek!!!! You have to find us Paypa!!!!!"
"Shut up Goten! Now she knows where we are!!!"
"Sorry Trunks"
Thankfully I caught all of that and I know that both boys are ok. I'm pretty sure that the voices were coming from the left side of the mansion. Man are these boys going to pay for this........
I notice now that it is pretty cold out here. I run inside really fast to go get Sharpner's jacket out of my duffel bag. However, the bag is nowhere to be seen. I had set it on the couch; I know I did.
*Where did it go?*
Stupid brats. Somehow I get the feeling that Trunks and Goten took it. I am beyond angry now. Those brats are going to get a verbal lashing when I get a hold of them. Then they are having their baths and going straight to bed.
I see Sharpner's other jacket slung up on a wooden kitchen twirly stool.
*He'll never notice that it's gone*
I grab Sharpner's nice leather jacket and run outside, putting it on while I ran. Now it was time to go and find the little brats. Oh goodie.
I start to walk around the side of the house. I'm sort of cautious because it's dark and I really don't know what's back here. What if Bulma keeps her experiments back here? It would be bad if I knocked one over or messed it up in any way......
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!", I scream as I am pelted with water balloons from an unknown area. I run farther into the dark. The black cat lets go of my shirt and runs off. Dende, I hope it's an indoor/outdoor cat.
"DAMN IT!!!!!!!! TRUNKS AND GOTEN, YOU HAD BETTER COME OUT RIGHT NOW!!!!!!! I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS!!!!!!"
I pull the jacket around me closer, as a breeze blows. I am all wet, and so is Sharpner's jacket. Hopefully it isn't real leather or he will kill me.....
Suddenly water is being sprayed at me. I see the shadow of a short figure holding a garden hose pointed at me. I head for it, not being able to avoid the water. When I'm pretty close to him, he drops the hose and runs off.
"COME BACK HERE!!!!!!!!!!
I take the hose, and follow it to its water source. I turn the crank and shut it off. No need to add flood damage to the list of things to replace. As I stand back up, something foamy hits my head. I run since it's coming from up above. It follows me. I touch the gooey mess. Shaving cream, I think. Maybe something else too. It's hard to tell in the dark.
"TRUNKS AND GOTEN!!!!!!!!!! DON'T MAKE ME CALL YOUR MOTHERS!!!!!!!!!!!", I threaten now.
As if on cue, I hear a phone ringing noise. My cell phone. It's coming from ahead of me. I run and vaguely see Trunks sitting high up in a tree with my bag of stuff.
He has my phone out. Damn it.
"Trunks, give that to me!"
Instead of throwing it down to me, he decides to answer it himself.
"Hello? No, this is Trunks. Are you a friend of hers? Oh yeah, I remember you. Were you the one that we painted blue? Oh yeah, I remember now, those were some good times eh?"
"TRUNKS!!!!!! IS THAT PENSLA?!?!?!?! TRUNKS, LET ME TALK TO HER!!!!!!!!!!"
"I'm sorry Pensla, she wants me to leave her phone line open. She's waiting for a call from a umm.....what was that she called it again? A lesbian lover maybe?"
"TRUNKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"No, that was only the television. We're watching Alien Resurrection!!! Well, I gotta get off the phone. Bye."
"DAMN IT TRUNKS, GIVE ME MY PHONE AND GET DOWN FROM THERE!!!!!"
"ok"
He tosses my phone from the tree.
Splash. It lands in the pool.
"EEP!!! NOT MY PHONE!!!!!!"
I quickly go over there and pull it out. I listen for a dial tone. It's sort of there, but I now here a sploshy noise when I tilt it a bit.
I look back at the tree and prepare to yell at Trunks, but he's long gone.
*Crap, these kids are way too sneaky*
I head inside. Perhaps Sharpner would have better luck than I did. I'll send him out to look for the brats.
When I get inside I immediately look at the clock. It's 8:58.
*Shit, they were supposed to be in bed by 9:00*
I look at my jeans. There are multicolored. Trunks and Goten had put food coloring in the water balloons. Oh joy. I observe Sharpner's jacket. It was definitely real leather, and it is also definitely ruined. I set it back on the chair. Maybe he won't notice.
*Damn it*
I head for the kitchen to take a quick break and sit down for a moment.
I go into the kitchen to find Sharpner and Marron having a little tea party with real tea and cups. Sharpner is wearing a skirt over his jeans, presumable one of Bulma's. There is still tons of makeup on his face and his hair is in horribly messy braids. He looks like he's been through hell and back, just as I have.
"Would you like more tea Mrs. Sharpner?"
"Yes please Mrs. Marron", he replies in a squeaky voice. He looks really tired. Perhaps I'll share some of my paycheck with him. Maybe.
"Sharpner", I call out to him weakly. He looks at me and his eyes go wide, "Will you please go out and find the guys. I'll go get Marron her bath and clean up a little myself."
"Ok!", he quickly replies, his whole face brightening up. It is obvious that he thinks it will be much easier than playing tea party. If only he knew just how wrong he was..........
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That's the 3rd chapter! Did you like it? Please Review!!!!!!! Thanks a bunch!!!!! I'll have the next chapter out as soon as I can. Until then......
-Ponytail Goddess
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ.
Marron: Why?
P.G: Because Akira Torriyama owns it.
Marron: Why?
P.G.: Because he created it.
Marron: Why?
P.G.: Rrrrr.....
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Babysitting Saiya-jins: The Victim's Point of View
By: Ponytail Goddess
Chapter 3: Water Games
"TRUNKS!!!!!! GOTEN!!!!!!!!! WHERE ARE YOU GUYS!?!?!?", I call out. Nobody answers.
*It is WAY too quiet in here. What are they up to now?*
I go upstairs again and start to look in the random doors, searching for any signs of life. I hear something coming from a nearby room. I open the door and laugh at the sight.
Sharpner. With a make-over. And messy braids in half of his hair. There are a lot of knots in his hair. Man, that's going to take a while to comb.
"Look Paypa! I made Sharpner all pretty!!! We are going to play tea party once he's done!!!"
"Wow, that sounds like fun. If you see the boys, give me a holler, ok?"
"Ok Paypa", Marron said sweetly.
"...Make...it....stop....", a shocked Sharpner manages to say, "...My......poor.....hair......"
"I'll help you get it out later Sharpner", I whisper to him, then leave them to happy playing.
I continue searching rooms. I look into Trunks' room. There are no signs of life. Just as I'm heading out I hear a scream-
CRASH!!!!!
BOOM!!!!!!
Goten is laying on top of me. The window is broken. Glass shards are all over the floor. Goten quickly gets up and flies out the "new passage way".
"Hey! Goten! Get in here now!!!!!"
Nobody comes in or answers.
"Damn it"
I head down the stairs and go outside. Thankfully there are a few streetlamps on, somewhat lighting up the front yard of Capsule Corp. However, neither of the boys were anywhere to be found in the front yard.
*Stupid kids*
"TRUNKS!!!!! GOTEN!!!!! YOU BOYS HAD BETTER COME OUT NOW!!!!!! YOU'RE GOING TO BE IN WORSE TROUBLE IF YOU DON'T COME OUT!!!!!"
They don't come out. I hear nothing, though I notice some toilet paper in the trees of the neighboring houses as well as at Capsule Corp.
*Why'd they teepee their own house?!? Bulma is going to have a fit!*
"BOYS, PLEASE COME OUT!!! IT ISN'T FUNNY ANYMORE!!!!!!!"
"We're playing hide-and-go-seek!!!! You have to find us Paypa!!!!!"
"Shut up Goten! Now she knows where we are!!!"
"Sorry Trunks"
Thankfully I caught all of that and I know that both boys are ok. I'm pretty sure that the voices were coming from the left side of the mansion. Man are these boys going to pay for this........
I notice now that it is pretty cold out here. I run inside really fast to go get Sharpner's jacket out of my duffel bag. However, the bag is nowhere to be seen. I had set it on the couch; I know I did.
*Where did it go?*
Stupid brats. Somehow I get the feeling that Trunks and Goten took it. I am beyond angry now. Those brats are going to get a verbal lashing when I get a hold of them. Then they are having their baths and going straight to bed.
I see Sharpner's other jacket slung up on a wooden kitchen twirly stool.
*He'll never notice that it's gone*
I grab Sharpner's nice leather jacket and run outside, putting it on while I ran. Now it was time to go and find the little brats. Oh goodie.
I start to walk around the side of the house. I'm sort of cautious because it's dark and I really don't know what's back here. What if Bulma keeps her experiments back here? It would be bad if I knocked one over or messed it up in any way......
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!", I scream as I am pelted with water balloons from an unknown area. I run farther into the dark. The black cat lets go of my shirt and runs off. Dende, I hope it's an indoor/outdoor cat.
"DAMN IT!!!!!!!! TRUNKS AND GOTEN, YOU HAD BETTER COME OUT RIGHT NOW!!!!!!! I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS!!!!!!"
I pull the jacket around me closer, as a breeze blows. I am all wet, and so is Sharpner's jacket. Hopefully it isn't real leather or he will kill me.....
Suddenly water is being sprayed at me. I see the shadow of a short figure holding a garden hose pointed at me. I head for it, not being able to avoid the water. When I'm pretty close to him, he drops the hose and runs off.
"COME BACK HERE!!!!!!!!!!
I take the hose, and follow it to its water source. I turn the crank and shut it off. No need to add flood damage to the list of things to replace. As I stand back up, something foamy hits my head. I run since it's coming from up above. It follows me. I touch the gooey mess. Shaving cream, I think. Maybe something else too. It's hard to tell in the dark.
"TRUNKS AND GOTEN!!!!!!!!!! DON'T MAKE ME CALL YOUR MOTHERS!!!!!!!!!!!", I threaten now.
As if on cue, I hear a phone ringing noise. My cell phone. It's coming from ahead of me. I run and vaguely see Trunks sitting high up in a tree with my bag of stuff.
He has my phone out. Damn it.
"Trunks, give that to me!"
Instead of throwing it down to me, he decides to answer it himself.
"Hello? No, this is Trunks. Are you a friend of hers? Oh yeah, I remember you. Were you the one that we painted blue? Oh yeah, I remember now, those were some good times eh?"
"TRUNKS!!!!!! IS THAT PENSLA?!?!?!?! TRUNKS, LET ME TALK TO HER!!!!!!!!!!"
"I'm sorry Pensla, she wants me to leave her phone line open. She's waiting for a call from a umm.....what was that she called it again? A lesbian lover maybe?"
"TRUNKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"No, that was only the television. We're watching Alien Resurrection!!! Well, I gotta get off the phone. Bye."
"DAMN IT TRUNKS, GIVE ME MY PHONE AND GET DOWN FROM THERE!!!!!"
"ok"
He tosses my phone from the tree.
Splash. It lands in the pool.
"EEP!!! NOT MY PHONE!!!!!!"
I quickly go over there and pull it out. I listen for a dial tone. It's sort of there, but I now here a sploshy noise when I tilt it a bit.
I look back at the tree and prepare to yell at Trunks, but he's long gone.
*Crap, these kids are way too sneaky*
I head inside. Perhaps Sharpner would have better luck than I did. I'll send him out to look for the brats.
When I get inside I immediately look at the clock. It's 8:58.
*Shit, they were supposed to be in bed by 9:00*
I look at my jeans. There are multicolored. Trunks and Goten had put food coloring in the water balloons. Oh joy. I observe Sharpner's jacket. It was definitely real leather, and it is also definitely ruined. I set it back on the chair. Maybe he won't notice.
*Damn it*
I head for the kitchen to take a quick break and sit down for a moment.
I go into the kitchen to find Sharpner and Marron having a little tea party with real tea and cups. Sharpner is wearing a skirt over his jeans, presumable one of Bulma's. There is still tons of makeup on his face and his hair is in horribly messy braids. He looks like he's been through hell and back, just as I have.
"Would you like more tea Mrs. Sharpner?"
"Yes please Mrs. Marron", he replies in a squeaky voice. He looks really tired. Perhaps I'll share some of my paycheck with him. Maybe.
"Sharpner", I call out to him weakly. He looks at me and his eyes go wide, "Will you please go out and find the guys. I'll go get Marron her bath and clean up a little myself."
"Ok!", he quickly replies, his whole face brightening up. It is obvious that he thinks it will be much easier than playing tea party. If only he knew just how wrong he was..........
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That's the 3rd chapter! Did you like it? Please Review!!!!!!! Thanks a bunch!!!!! I'll have the next chapter out as soon as I can. Until then......
-Ponytail Goddess