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hard on it. I'm hoping to have it completed in the very near future.
Thanks to all those who reviewed me, it was very encouraging. Now then,
enough of this shiznit, onto the story!
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Ball Z, or Calvin and Hobbes for that matter. I borrowed an idea from that comic strip for this particular chapter.
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Babysitting Saiya-jins: The Victim's P.O.V.
By: Ponytail Goddess
Chapter 5: Bathroom Adventures
Ding! The timer goes off. The pizzas are ready. The plan is now to be set in motion. I quickly take the pizzas out and set them on the rack.
Just as I had suspected, two twin whirlwinds come flying in the hole in the wall as the last pizza is taken out of the oven. I wonder how they manage to time that perfectly every single time.....
However, I stand in front of the food, blocking the way to it. There was no way that they were getting any of this until I got some explanations.
They stop in front of me, drooling. There is practically a puddle of spit on the floor.
*How disgusting!*
"Boys, just what exactly do you two think you have been up to?", I ask, putting my foot down immediately, trying to be intimidating.
They don't answer. They just sniff at the food. I had forgotten about this. They always seemed to pay more attention to food than anything else.
"You don't get to eat until you answer me!"
For a second they both stared up at her, looking like they were going to cry. Then Trunks got a smirk on his face.
*Uh-oh*
"You can't just not feed us! If you don't , then I'll tell mom that you tried to starve us and she won't pay you!"
My eyes widen at this realization. What if this was true? I need this money!
I sigh with defeat. "You boys have to promise me that you'll get your baths after you eat."
"OK!!!", they both said in unison, then dug into the food. I watch them with disgust. They gobble it down as if they hadn't had a meal in three days, when in fact they ate just four hours ago.
I go into the next room to see Sharpner watching Marron color a picture of Jolly Old St. Nick.
*Good, they are busy*
I walk back in to the kitchen to find that the pizza is gone. The boys were sitting there, staring at me.
"What? You guys need to get your baths now."
They frowned, but amazingly as promised, they headed upstairs. I stare in awe.
*YES*
Amazingly, I find myself alone in the kitchen, which is quiet and I know where all three kids are. Is this what they call paradise? It's almost too quiet. There has to be a catch somewhere. Something must be about to go wrong. They can't go from being all bad to being all good. That is just not right.
However, nothing happens. I hear the water turn on in one of the upstairs bathrooms.
*Wow, it's so calm now*
I decide to go and get my homework. There really wasn't much else to do at this point in time.
I look around for my duffel bag. It is nowhere to be found.
*That's right, Trunks had it outside!*
I go outside with a handy flashlight in my hand that I found in one of the broken kitchen drawers. I search the tee-peed trees and bushes for my bag, but seems to be missing.
*Damn it*
I go back into the house empty handed. I am disappointed. For about 30 minutes this job had been going right. I mumble cuss words as I enter the living room.
"Hey Paypa!"
I look up to the top of the staircase. Trunks.
"Looking for something?"
He holds up my duffel bag.
"Yes, please hand that here Trunks"
"Nope. You have to come and get it!", he stated with a grin plastering his face. I grimace as he shakes it temptingly.
*I'm going to kill this child*
I start to run up the stairs. He runs away. I chase him down the hall, trying to catch up and grab my duffel away from him.
He cleverly runs into a bathroom and shuts the door. I hear the lock click.
*Damn it*
I stop outside the door and bang on it with one hand.
"Trunks, I need that bag! It has my homework!"
"Homework, eh?",. I hear from inside. This is followed by an evil snicker. I am not liking the sound of this.
"Come on Trunks! Give it to me! Please?"
"How bad do you want your homework Paypa?", he asks from inside. What is he up to now?
"Trunks, I have tests coming up in those classes. I need the notes and assignments to study with."
"What will you give me in return for the notes?", he calls out.
This makes me extremely mad.
*Just who the hell does he think he is?*
"Trunks, damn it, give me my notes!"
"I guess you don't want them all that much. That means that you won't miss them when I dispose of them."
"What, Trunks! Give me my notes! I swear, I'll-"
Flush!
"There goes one page!"
"NNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
He laughs from inside. I wish I had an axe right now so that I could chop the door open and save my poor notes. Trunks is going to get it when he gets out of there.
"You had better not have done that you little twerp!"
"What if I did?"
"Rrrrrrr......."
"The deal is still up. What would you give me for the remainder of your notes?"
"I don't have to give you anything! Those notes are mine!!!!!"
"Ok then, say bye-bye to this page!"
Flush!
"EEEEEP!!! NO!!!!! STOP IT TRUNKS!!!!"
I hear more hysterical laughter coming from the bathroom. I have no idea of what to do. He has my notes!
Flush!
"HEY!!! STOP THAT!!!"
Flush!
"I hope these don't clog up the pot!", he calls from inside of the room.
Flush!
"Rrrrrrrrrr....."
"Wow Paypa! This math stuff looks pretty hard! I hope you already memorized it, cuz' you're never gonna see it again!"
I decide to bargain before he flushes them all. I really needed the math. "What do you want for it Trunks?"
"That's more like it! I knew you'd come to your senses after a while."
"Yeah, yeah, what the hell do you want?!?"
"Don't get snippy with me! My finger might just accidentally flush this next page!"
"Fine. Trunks, please tell me what you want."
"Alright. For starters, I want some chocolate and some more Mountain Dew."
"WHAT?!? WHEN PIGS FLY!!!!!"
Flush!
I slap my forehead. It has been a long night.........
Suddenly, I hear screams coming from the first floor. Oh great.
"What else Trunks?", I say. My patience has totally disappeared. I now have a new hatred of children.
"AAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!", I scream as someone taps my shoulder from behind. I whip around to see Sharpner there.
"Paypa! There's water leaking out of the ceiling in the kitchen!!!"
"SHIT!!!!!"
I totally forget about my homework for the time being and I run down the hallway and stairs. I quickly stop at the kitchen.
There is water coming out of the ceiling and the light fixture. That cannot be good. I quickly turn off the light.
"Let's go find where it is coming from!"
Sharpner and I race back up the stairs. We go down the opposite hallway and look for a leaking water source in the many rooms. I notice that the carpet is wet in front of one doorway. I try to open the door up, but it is locked.
"Shit! Sharpner, it's coming from in here!"
He quickly comes and observes. He then proceeds to kick down the door. I gasp. I didn't know that Sharpner had it in him! It would have looked very Hollywoodish, other than the fact that Sharpner looked more like a manly girl with bad makeup at this point.
I quickly go in through the door. The bathtub is overflowing! I quickly run and shut it off. There is water all over the floor and anywhere else possible. I scan the room for human life. There is none. However, there is an orange gi. Goten.
*Damn kids*
The window was open to. I now knew his escape route.
"This is just great", I mutter.
I decide to leave this to Bulma to deal with, just like the kitchen. There wasn't much that I could do about this.
I run back down to the other bathroom and find it open. I look inside. There is nobody to be seen. The window in here is open too. I see my duffel bag on the floor. I quickly run to it and check for my homework. All of the Biology is there, but the math is gone.
I slowly get up and look into the toilet. My Geometry book is lying in the water. There are no signs of my notes.
I grit my teeth. Those brats are going to get it!
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Did you like it? Please review. I'm sorry, but I don't think this chapter was great, but I tried. Next times will be better, I promise. Hey, ya know, I got the leaky ceiling from personal experience. I was staying at a hotel and the bathroom light leaked in the middle of the night. It turned out that some idiot left the tub on while on the cell phone and forgot about it. It leaked into our bathroom. We had to get up and change rooms in the middle of the night. What an experience!
-Ponytail Goddess
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Ball Z, or Calvin and Hobbes for that matter. I borrowed an idea from that comic strip for this particular chapter.
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Babysitting Saiya-jins: The Victim's P.O.V.
By: Ponytail Goddess
Chapter 5: Bathroom Adventures
Ding! The timer goes off. The pizzas are ready. The plan is now to be set in motion. I quickly take the pizzas out and set them on the rack.
Just as I had suspected, two twin whirlwinds come flying in the hole in the wall as the last pizza is taken out of the oven. I wonder how they manage to time that perfectly every single time.....
However, I stand in front of the food, blocking the way to it. There was no way that they were getting any of this until I got some explanations.
They stop in front of me, drooling. There is practically a puddle of spit on the floor.
*How disgusting!*
"Boys, just what exactly do you two think you have been up to?", I ask, putting my foot down immediately, trying to be intimidating.
They don't answer. They just sniff at the food. I had forgotten about this. They always seemed to pay more attention to food than anything else.
"You don't get to eat until you answer me!"
For a second they both stared up at her, looking like they were going to cry. Then Trunks got a smirk on his face.
*Uh-oh*
"You can't just not feed us! If you don't , then I'll tell mom that you tried to starve us and she won't pay you!"
My eyes widen at this realization. What if this was true? I need this money!
I sigh with defeat. "You boys have to promise me that you'll get your baths after you eat."
"OK!!!", they both said in unison, then dug into the food. I watch them with disgust. They gobble it down as if they hadn't had a meal in three days, when in fact they ate just four hours ago.
I go into the next room to see Sharpner watching Marron color a picture of Jolly Old St. Nick.
*Good, they are busy*
I walk back in to the kitchen to find that the pizza is gone. The boys were sitting there, staring at me.
"What? You guys need to get your baths now."
They frowned, but amazingly as promised, they headed upstairs. I stare in awe.
*YES*
Amazingly, I find myself alone in the kitchen, which is quiet and I know where all three kids are. Is this what they call paradise? It's almost too quiet. There has to be a catch somewhere. Something must be about to go wrong. They can't go from being all bad to being all good. That is just not right.
However, nothing happens. I hear the water turn on in one of the upstairs bathrooms.
*Wow, it's so calm now*
I decide to go and get my homework. There really wasn't much else to do at this point in time.
I look around for my duffel bag. It is nowhere to be found.
*That's right, Trunks had it outside!*
I go outside with a handy flashlight in my hand that I found in one of the broken kitchen drawers. I search the tee-peed trees and bushes for my bag, but seems to be missing.
*Damn it*
I go back into the house empty handed. I am disappointed. For about 30 minutes this job had been going right. I mumble cuss words as I enter the living room.
"Hey Paypa!"
I look up to the top of the staircase. Trunks.
"Looking for something?"
He holds up my duffel bag.
"Yes, please hand that here Trunks"
"Nope. You have to come and get it!", he stated with a grin plastering his face. I grimace as he shakes it temptingly.
*I'm going to kill this child*
I start to run up the stairs. He runs away. I chase him down the hall, trying to catch up and grab my duffel away from him.
He cleverly runs into a bathroom and shuts the door. I hear the lock click.
*Damn it*
I stop outside the door and bang on it with one hand.
"Trunks, I need that bag! It has my homework!"
"Homework, eh?",. I hear from inside. This is followed by an evil snicker. I am not liking the sound of this.
"Come on Trunks! Give it to me! Please?"
"How bad do you want your homework Paypa?", he asks from inside. What is he up to now?
"Trunks, I have tests coming up in those classes. I need the notes and assignments to study with."
"What will you give me in return for the notes?", he calls out.
This makes me extremely mad.
*Just who the hell does he think he is?*
"Trunks, damn it, give me my notes!"
"I guess you don't want them all that much. That means that you won't miss them when I dispose of them."
"What, Trunks! Give me my notes! I swear, I'll-"
Flush!
"There goes one page!"
"NNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
He laughs from inside. I wish I had an axe right now so that I could chop the door open and save my poor notes. Trunks is going to get it when he gets out of there.
"You had better not have done that you little twerp!"
"What if I did?"
"Rrrrrrr......."
"The deal is still up. What would you give me for the remainder of your notes?"
"I don't have to give you anything! Those notes are mine!!!!!"
"Ok then, say bye-bye to this page!"
Flush!
"EEEEEP!!! NO!!!!! STOP IT TRUNKS!!!!"
I hear more hysterical laughter coming from the bathroom. I have no idea of what to do. He has my notes!
Flush!
"HEY!!! STOP THAT!!!"
Flush!
"I hope these don't clog up the pot!", he calls from inside of the room.
Flush!
"Rrrrrrrrrr....."
"Wow Paypa! This math stuff looks pretty hard! I hope you already memorized it, cuz' you're never gonna see it again!"
I decide to bargain before he flushes them all. I really needed the math. "What do you want for it Trunks?"
"That's more like it! I knew you'd come to your senses after a while."
"Yeah, yeah, what the hell do you want?!?"
"Don't get snippy with me! My finger might just accidentally flush this next page!"
"Fine. Trunks, please tell me what you want."
"Alright. For starters, I want some chocolate and some more Mountain Dew."
"WHAT?!? WHEN PIGS FLY!!!!!"
Flush!
I slap my forehead. It has been a long night.........
Suddenly, I hear screams coming from the first floor. Oh great.
"What else Trunks?", I say. My patience has totally disappeared. I now have a new hatred of children.
"AAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!", I scream as someone taps my shoulder from behind. I whip around to see Sharpner there.
"Paypa! There's water leaking out of the ceiling in the kitchen!!!"
"SHIT!!!!!"
I totally forget about my homework for the time being and I run down the hallway and stairs. I quickly stop at the kitchen.
There is water coming out of the ceiling and the light fixture. That cannot be good. I quickly turn off the light.
"Let's go find where it is coming from!"
Sharpner and I race back up the stairs. We go down the opposite hallway and look for a leaking water source in the many rooms. I notice that the carpet is wet in front of one doorway. I try to open the door up, but it is locked.
"Shit! Sharpner, it's coming from in here!"
He quickly comes and observes. He then proceeds to kick down the door. I gasp. I didn't know that Sharpner had it in him! It would have looked very Hollywoodish, other than the fact that Sharpner looked more like a manly girl with bad makeup at this point.
I quickly go in through the door. The bathtub is overflowing! I quickly run and shut it off. There is water all over the floor and anywhere else possible. I scan the room for human life. There is none. However, there is an orange gi. Goten.
*Damn kids*
The window was open to. I now knew his escape route.
"This is just great", I mutter.
I decide to leave this to Bulma to deal with, just like the kitchen. There wasn't much that I could do about this.
I run back down to the other bathroom and find it open. I look inside. There is nobody to be seen. The window in here is open too. I see my duffel bag on the floor. I quickly run to it and check for my homework. All of the Biology is there, but the math is gone.
I slowly get up and look into the toilet. My Geometry book is lying in the water. There are no signs of my notes.
I grit my teeth. Those brats are going to get it!
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Did you like it? Please review. I'm sorry, but I don't think this chapter was great, but I tried. Next times will be better, I promise. Hey, ya know, I got the leaky ceiling from personal experience. I was staying at a hotel and the bathroom light leaked in the middle of the night. It turned out that some idiot left the tub on while on the cell phone and forgot about it. It leaked into our bathroom. We had to get up and change rooms in the middle of the night. What an experience!
-Ponytail Goddess