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Babysitting Saiya-jins: The Victim's Point of View
By: Ponytail Goddess
Chapter 4: The Spandex Modeler
I watch as Sharpner runs out the hole in the kitchen wall and starts to search for the boys. I smile, at least he isn't being his usual preppy self tonight. I don't think he brought his camera either. Too bad. I would have liked to have a picture of him with those braids. That would have been some really good blackmail.
I look down at Marron. She is still sitting on her chair sipping some tea from her cup. She is also wearing a large apron. I wonder wear she got it.
"Marron, why don't we go and get you all cleaned up and ready for bed."
"Ok", she agreed, hopping down from the chair. She untied the apron and set it down on the pizza-covered floor. I then take her hand and we head for the bathroom.
I put the plug in the bathtub and start to run some warm water. Marron strips down while I look through the cupboard for some shampoo or soap. I come upon a bottle of "Mimi's Fluffy Bubblegum Scented Bubble Bath".
"Do you like Bubble Bath Marron?"
"Yep!"
"Ok", I say as I go over to the tub and pour in a generous amount. Bulma won't mind. She can, after all, afford anything she wants.
I put up the bottle and when I come back the tub is happily full of bubbles. Marron has already gotten in. I reach over and take out her pigtails. Her hair sticks out like she has an afro once they are out. I restrain from laughing.
I go examine myself in the mirror while she plays in the tub. I still have some shaving cream in my hair. I stick my head under the sink and wash it out as best as I can.
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!"
WHACK!!!!!
"Owwwwwww...."
Upon hearing a scream outside I had started to lift up my head, only to whack myself back down with the faucet.
*Dende, that hurt.....*
I take my head carefully out of the sink and I wrap a towel around my head, giving myself an Arabian look.
I look over to Marron and gasp. Her hair is now bright pink!!!!!! There must have been hair dye in that bubble bath!!!! Oh Dende, help me!!!!!!!!!
Marron notices that I am staring at her. "What's wrong Paypa?"
I don't know what exactly to say. Finally I stutter out, "D-do you like p-p-pink Marron?"
"Yes, pink is my favorite color!!!"
"Well, that's good. I think Trunks and Goten put hair dye in your bubble bath. Your hair is pink."
"Oh, YAY!!! Mommy said that I couldn't dye my hair pink when I asked her!!!"
I slap myself. *Shit*
I hear more screams come from outside. Mostly ones from Sharpner. He sounds like he's dying out there.
"Come on Marron, time to get out", I say, exhausted. Perhaps I can at least get this one child off to bed. Then I can go and help Sharpner out.
I wait as Marron gets dressed. I notice that the Indian marks did not wash off of her face. *Uh-oh*
I then help her brush her 'tickle-me-pink' colored hair and brush her teeth. I hear several more screams come from the outside. All of them are Sharpner's. I have a feeling that he's going to make me share my paycheck. Oh well, I suppose that he deserves it.
Ding Dong!!!
I hear the doorbell ring. I go to answer it. I open it up. My eyes widen and a deep blush spreads across my face.
Sharpner. Soaking wet. Dressed in only his smiley face boxer shorts.
I am truly speechless. I can't help but stare. My face is surely as red as a tomato by now.
I open my mouth and start to say something, "-"
"Don't ask. Please don't ask."
I shut my trap, though I truly can't help but wonder what happened out there and how Sharpner had lost all of his clothes.
"Can I come in now? It's cold out here........."
I let him in. When he steps into the light, I gasp. His makeup is running down his face. His braids are damp. He looks like a runaway clown. Poor Sharpner!
"Here, I bet Mr. Briefs has a pair of clothes that you can wear. You can't stand around like that all night long."
He nods weakly.
I grab his hand and lead him upstairs. We search the hallways for the master bedroom. Opening and closing doors, trying to find the right one. Most of the guest rooms all look the same. I open one that looks different.
"Over here Sharpner."
He comes and we look in. I reach for the light switch and flip it up. Light fills the enormous room. This had to be it. There was a huge bed in the middle of the room and there were many outfits sprawled across the floor. Mrs. Briefs' clothing.
I slowly enter the room, knowing that we are probably not supposed to be in here. There are too other doorways in the room. I open the first. Bathroom. No male clothing. I shut it and go to the next door, Sharpner following behind. I open it. Closet, jackpot! I look around. It is huge!!! One side has all sorts of business suits and dresses and Capsule Corp. wear. The other side has a few shirts and pants, but mostly blue spandex? Why so much spandex? Bizarre.
"This must be Mr. Briefs' side", I state, pointing to the side with the spandex.
"Man, what is with all of this spandex? Why does he have so many pairs? I am not putting on the spandex!", Sharpner states.
"Your going to have to Sharpner. Look, he doesn't have many other clothes. He won't miss the spandex, but he will miss the others."
"THERE IS NO WAY IN HELL THAT I AM GOING TO WEAR SPANDEX!!!"
I give him my famous glare. He gulps. He'll put it on if he knows what is good for him.
"Do it Sharpner"
I see the look of defeat fall upon his face yet again. He sighs. "Fine....."
I grab him a pair of blue spandex slacks and a shirt. I turn my back, though it really wouldn't matter now. I have basically seen it all.
I hear him mutter cuss words as he puts on the spandex outfit. I smile. I know exactly who is in charge of this relationship.
"Paypa, these don't fit right"
I turn around and look at him. The shirt looks fine. However, the pants fit him like capris. I laugh. He glares at me now, but I am not affected at all by it.
"Well, you know, Mr. Briefs is pretty short. It's just for one night Sharpner. You'll just have to deal with it for now."
"I don't like these! I've already got a wedgie....."
"Keep those comments to yourself Sharpner."
I grab his hand and we march back down the stairs. Marron is coloring a picture in my Christmas Coloring book.
"Good, she's busy."
I look around for the boys. They are still nowhere to be seen. They are probably still outside. I go and sit in the kitchen, Sharpner still right by my side. I suddenly come up with an idea. A really great idea.
"I've got it!!!", I burst out, jumping out of my seat suddenly. I scare Sharpner. He falls out of his seat and hits the floor.
"I got them inside with food the first time! Perhaps it will work again!"
I know that this is a wonderful idea. Why ever hadn't I thought of this before? Man, I can't believe that it took me so long to figure out the answer.....
I run to the freezer and take out the other 60 pizzas. I preheat the oven and start to unwrap them all. Sharpner watches this with a weird expression, then silently comes over and helps me unwrap them.
*This will work for sure! I just know it will!*
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Did you like it? Please review! Thank you so very much. I still have a number of other ideas for this story. Please keep reading it. I'll have the 5th chapter up soon! Until then......
-Ponytail Goddess
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Ball Z. If only....if only.......
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Babysitting Saiya-jins: The Victim's Point of View
By: Ponytail Goddess
Chapter 4: The Spandex Modeler
I watch as Sharpner runs out the hole in the kitchen wall and starts to search for the boys. I smile, at least he isn't being his usual preppy self tonight. I don't think he brought his camera either. Too bad. I would have liked to have a picture of him with those braids. That would have been some really good blackmail.
I look down at Marron. She is still sitting on her chair sipping some tea from her cup. She is also wearing a large apron. I wonder wear she got it.
"Marron, why don't we go and get you all cleaned up and ready for bed."
"Ok", she agreed, hopping down from the chair. She untied the apron and set it down on the pizza-covered floor. I then take her hand and we head for the bathroom.
I put the plug in the bathtub and start to run some warm water. Marron strips down while I look through the cupboard for some shampoo or soap. I come upon a bottle of "Mimi's Fluffy Bubblegum Scented Bubble Bath".
"Do you like Bubble Bath Marron?"
"Yep!"
"Ok", I say as I go over to the tub and pour in a generous amount. Bulma won't mind. She can, after all, afford anything she wants.
I put up the bottle and when I come back the tub is happily full of bubbles. Marron has already gotten in. I reach over and take out her pigtails. Her hair sticks out like she has an afro once they are out. I restrain from laughing.
I go examine myself in the mirror while she plays in the tub. I still have some shaving cream in my hair. I stick my head under the sink and wash it out as best as I can.
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!"
WHACK!!!!!
"Owwwwwww...."
Upon hearing a scream outside I had started to lift up my head, only to whack myself back down with the faucet.
*Dende, that hurt.....*
I take my head carefully out of the sink and I wrap a towel around my head, giving myself an Arabian look.
I look over to Marron and gasp. Her hair is now bright pink!!!!!! There must have been hair dye in that bubble bath!!!! Oh Dende, help me!!!!!!!!!
Marron notices that I am staring at her. "What's wrong Paypa?"
I don't know what exactly to say. Finally I stutter out, "D-do you like p-p-pink Marron?"
"Yes, pink is my favorite color!!!"
"Well, that's good. I think Trunks and Goten put hair dye in your bubble bath. Your hair is pink."
"Oh, YAY!!! Mommy said that I couldn't dye my hair pink when I asked her!!!"
I slap myself. *Shit*
I hear more screams come from outside. Mostly ones from Sharpner. He sounds like he's dying out there.
"Come on Marron, time to get out", I say, exhausted. Perhaps I can at least get this one child off to bed. Then I can go and help Sharpner out.
I wait as Marron gets dressed. I notice that the Indian marks did not wash off of her face. *Uh-oh*
I then help her brush her 'tickle-me-pink' colored hair and brush her teeth. I hear several more screams come from the outside. All of them are Sharpner's. I have a feeling that he's going to make me share my paycheck. Oh well, I suppose that he deserves it.
Ding Dong!!!
I hear the doorbell ring. I go to answer it. I open it up. My eyes widen and a deep blush spreads across my face.
Sharpner. Soaking wet. Dressed in only his smiley face boxer shorts.
I am truly speechless. I can't help but stare. My face is surely as red as a tomato by now.
I open my mouth and start to say something, "-"
"Don't ask. Please don't ask."
I shut my trap, though I truly can't help but wonder what happened out there and how Sharpner had lost all of his clothes.
"Can I come in now? It's cold out here........."
I let him in. When he steps into the light, I gasp. His makeup is running down his face. His braids are damp. He looks like a runaway clown. Poor Sharpner!
"Here, I bet Mr. Briefs has a pair of clothes that you can wear. You can't stand around like that all night long."
He nods weakly.
I grab his hand and lead him upstairs. We search the hallways for the master bedroom. Opening and closing doors, trying to find the right one. Most of the guest rooms all look the same. I open one that looks different.
"Over here Sharpner."
He comes and we look in. I reach for the light switch and flip it up. Light fills the enormous room. This had to be it. There was a huge bed in the middle of the room and there were many outfits sprawled across the floor. Mrs. Briefs' clothing.
I slowly enter the room, knowing that we are probably not supposed to be in here. There are too other doorways in the room. I open the first. Bathroom. No male clothing. I shut it and go to the next door, Sharpner following behind. I open it. Closet, jackpot! I look around. It is huge!!! One side has all sorts of business suits and dresses and Capsule Corp. wear. The other side has a few shirts and pants, but mostly blue spandex? Why so much spandex? Bizarre.
"This must be Mr. Briefs' side", I state, pointing to the side with the spandex.
"Man, what is with all of this spandex? Why does he have so many pairs? I am not putting on the spandex!", Sharpner states.
"Your going to have to Sharpner. Look, he doesn't have many other clothes. He won't miss the spandex, but he will miss the others."
"THERE IS NO WAY IN HELL THAT I AM GOING TO WEAR SPANDEX!!!"
I give him my famous glare. He gulps. He'll put it on if he knows what is good for him.
"Do it Sharpner"
I see the look of defeat fall upon his face yet again. He sighs. "Fine....."
I grab him a pair of blue spandex slacks and a shirt. I turn my back, though it really wouldn't matter now. I have basically seen it all.
I hear him mutter cuss words as he puts on the spandex outfit. I smile. I know exactly who is in charge of this relationship.
"Paypa, these don't fit right"
I turn around and look at him. The shirt looks fine. However, the pants fit him like capris. I laugh. He glares at me now, but I am not affected at all by it.
"Well, you know, Mr. Briefs is pretty short. It's just for one night Sharpner. You'll just have to deal with it for now."
"I don't like these! I've already got a wedgie....."
"Keep those comments to yourself Sharpner."
I grab his hand and we march back down the stairs. Marron is coloring a picture in my Christmas Coloring book.
"Good, she's busy."
I look around for the boys. They are still nowhere to be seen. They are probably still outside. I go and sit in the kitchen, Sharpner still right by my side. I suddenly come up with an idea. A really great idea.
"I've got it!!!", I burst out, jumping out of my seat suddenly. I scare Sharpner. He falls out of his seat and hits the floor.
"I got them inside with food the first time! Perhaps it will work again!"
I know that this is a wonderful idea. Why ever hadn't I thought of this before? Man, I can't believe that it took me so long to figure out the answer.....
I run to the freezer and take out the other 60 pizzas. I preheat the oven and start to unwrap them all. Sharpner watches this with a weird expression, then silently comes over and helps me unwrap them.
*This will work for sure! I just know it will!*
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Did you like it? Please review! Thank you so very much. I still have a number of other ideas for this story. Please keep reading it. I'll have the 5th chapter up soon! Until then......
-Ponytail Goddess