Warnings, if any: This contains adult situation, but NOT sex, for all you hentai perverts out there. It's got some swearing too. Parental advisory is NOT recommended.
Mirror of Magic 5
Friday finally came and Golenn, Yolee, Pat, Boxers and Bikini all prepared for the night. They met at Capsule Corp. first. Pat was dressed in a green T-shirt that Golenn gave her and a pair of blue jeans. Yolee was wearing a blue tank top and a short black mini-skirt. Golenn was wearing a red outfit that Boxers had chosen for her the night before, which Chi-chi didn't approve of at all. It was a short skirt dress that was low cut and had an opening at the stomach part that revealed her belly button. They waited at the bottom of the stairs for Boxers and Bikini.
"Where are they? I wanna go!" Golenn complained. At last, Boxers came downstairs with Bikini following close behind. She was blushing furiously. She wasn't wearing a very revealing outfit, but she was still a little embarrassed. She was wearing a tube top and a baggy pair of cargo pants. Boxers was wearing a plain black shirt and pants.
"Being a guy sucks!" he complained. "I can't wear any good clothes." He turned his attention to Yolee. "Hey, Yolee-san. Looking good."
"Shut up." Yolee barked.
"Y'know, most people would've said thank you."
"Well I'm not like most people. Now let's just get to the bar so I can get drunk and forget about my problems. Being a girl is humiliating."
"Easy for you to say." Pat interrupted. "I can't stand this guy thing. I mean, how am I supposed to use the bathroom?"
"Very carefully," Yolee replied. "Can we go now?"
The group got into their car and drove to the downtown area of Satan City. They passed by many bars, but a lot of them were above 20 bars. Pat and Boxers argued that they should go to an all-age bar.
"An all age bar?" Bikini whined. "But then there'll be little annoying children running around."
"Not all the time," Pat tried to explain. "What mother would let a child under the age of 10 go to a bar at 8 at night? Even if it's all aged?"
"Fine, what bar do you know that's all aged?"
"There's a club on Main St. called the Bop. How 'bout we go there?"
"Okay, whatever." They headed over to the Bop and capsulized the car. There was a security guard at the front entrance. Boxers shuddered.
"Let's go," he urged. "Maybe it's not an all-age club anymore. we don't wanna get busted."
"Trust me," Pat reassured them. "I've been to this place a million times. That's Greg, the security guy. He stands in front to discourage people carrying guns and stuff." They walked up to the entrance.
"Hey, Greg." Pat said. Greg nodded his head. The group walked into the bar.
"Wow, how'd you know what to do?" Bikini asked. "Is that a code or something?"
"No, I just said hi. He never really stops anyone from entering, unless they look really suspicious." They found a table to sit at. Yolee looked around the club. Surprisingly, it was full of teens and not children. There was a large dance floor that had lights around the sides and a second level that had a balcony that over looked the dance floor. Off to the side was a bar and more tables. Yolee smiled.
"C'mon guys and gals! Let's hit the dance floor!" she called. Bikini, Golenn, and her all rushed to the dance floor. Pat and Boxers stayed behind, all with slightly surprised looks on their faces.
"Since when does your grandpa like clubbing?" Boxers asked.
"I don't know. Wanna get a drink?" Pat questions.
"Oh yeah. I think we'll need a lot of them."
"Bartender! Two Sprites on the rocks!" Over with the girls, they dancing to every song they heard. Golenn was looking around the room until her eyes landed on a few blond girls wearing very revealing dresses.
"Psst, Trunks, I mean Bikini," she whispered. "Cute girls at 3 o'clock."
"Where?" Bikini asked, looking around the room frantically.
"3 o'clock, stupid!"
"It's 8:00, stupid!"
"No, the girls! Baka!"
"Some girls are living in 3:00?"
"NO!! To your left chikusho! Idiot!"
"Oh! There they are. Ooh, they fine. Are you gonna talk to them?"
"No, are you crazy? I'm a girl too."
"Oh yeah, that would be kinda awkward."
"I'll just admirer them from afar." Very slowly, with her even noticing, a guy began grinding with Bikini. She looked over her shoulder and nearly had a heart attack. 'Ack! Where'd he come from?' she thought to herself.
"Excuse me, what are you doing?" she asked the man.
"Nothin', I'm just grindin' wit you," he replied in a thick ghetto accent.
"Um no. I don't want to grind with you."
"Well, baby, I don't think you got much a choice." He reached out and pulled Bikini closer.
"No, you see, if you don't remove your hand, I'll remove it permanently. Aite?" He ignored her threats and kept pulling her closer. She growled and grabbed his hand. "Last chance!" He simply smirked. "Fine," She took his arm and threw him across the room. The room seemed to freeze at that moment. Three guys stood from there tables, obviously the man's friends. The man stumbled to his feet and ran to his group.
"You gonna regret dat, cornbread beotch!" he yelled. "Get her!" The guys ran at her at slow speeds. Bikini stood perfectly still as they raced at her. At the last second, she raised her fists and knocked out two out of four of the guys. The fight now had Boxers', Yolee's, Pat's and Golenn's attention.
"What did she do now?" Pat grumbled.
"You can always count of Trunks to start a fight. C'mon." Boxers said as he stood up and ran up to Bikini. Pat shook his head and followed. Bikini was easily fighting of all four guys at once and beating them up at the same time. Golenn and Yolee decided enough was enough and grabbed one guy each, while Boxers and Pat grabbed the other two guys.
"C'mon, let me at them!" Bikini yelled. Greg the security guy came in and held Bikini back.
"Ma'am, you are going to have to calm down." he said frantically.
"Would you let me go already? They started it! I was defending myself!"
"Bikini, you were kicking the crap out of them!" Pat yelled.
"Same thing!"
"Ma'am, I gonna have to ask you to leave the club. No one is allowed to cause a bar fight. I'm afraid you're banned from this bar. Same goes to you guys." He pointed to the man and his gang. Golenn and the others dropped the gang on the floor. The man stood up and dusted his jacket off. He motioned his gang to follow his as he walked toward the exit. As he passed Bikini, he grabbed her rear end.
"Screw you, bitch." he whispered to her. Bikini's face turned a shade of angry red. She raised her ki and kicked the man square in the balls.
"Screw me with what?" she whispered back to him. He turn blue and fell over. His gang had to help him out of the club. After a few seconds, Bikini was finally released and the others walked her out of the club.
"Thanks a lot, Bikini. You successfully got us kick out of the best club in town." Pat hissed.
"Well, sorry. But that guy was gonna rape me." Bikini retaliated.
"No one can rape you!" Yolee yelled. "Right now, you are the world's strongest female!"
"What about you?"
"Other than me, you are the world's second strongest. I'm the strongest."
"Could we just go home?" Boxers complained. "I've been completely humiliated tonight, so I'd just like to go to sleep."
"What? We haven't even gotten drunk yet." Yolee argued. "Let's go right back in there. Bikini was the one who got banned, not us. Let her leave."
"No way!" Bikini yelled. "I wanna get drunk too."
"Why don't you wear a disguise?" Boxers joked.
"Hey! That's a great idea. If I turn super saiya-jin, I'll look completely different."
"But if Greg sees you walk in with us, he'll suspect that you skimpily put a wig on and some contacts to make your eyes blue. Wait, they're already blue."
"You guys walk in first. Act as if nothing happened, then after a minute or two, I'll walk in, pretend I don't know you guys but you hang out with me anyway. How about it?"
"I guess it sounds good." Golenn said slowly. They nodded and Golenn, Pat, Yolee, and Boxers walked back into the club. Bikini ducked around a corner so no one could see her. She stood for a few seconds, then charged up and turned super saiya-jin. She reached in her purse and checked her hair. It was wavy and blond, nothing like her regular hair style. She looked completely different. She smiled and ran into the club. Greg looked at her once, and ignored her like he did with everyone else, minding his own business. Bikini giggle like crazy and sat a few tables away from Pat and the others. Boxers got up and walked over to her.
"Hey, I almost didn't recognize you." he said. Bikini continued giggling.
"I love that way I look!" she laughed.
"Huh? Are you feeling okay?"
"Of course I am. If I was still a guy and I met someone who looked exactly the way I look now, I'd fall in love immediately."
"Uh huh. Right," he said. "Now, how 'bout those drinks? I can't get my hands on any 'cause I look young for my age and I don't have an ID to prove my age."
"What do you mean. You look...um...how old are you?" Bikini said scratching her head. Boxers groan impatiently. "Fine, I'll take care of that. What do you want?"
"I'll just have a beer." Boxers replied.
"Okay, and Pat, I know he's under age. What does he want?"
"You're actually gonna get him a drink? Chi-chi would kill you. Gohan would kill you. Videl would kill you. Kaasan would-"
"I get the point. But what they don't know can't hurt them, right? Besides, I'm getting you a drink."
"Whatever. You're such an airhead. I had nothing to do with this if you get caught."
"Good. Now that we've established that, find out what Pat wants." Boxers shook his head angrily and walked over to Pat.
"Trun-I mean Bikini wants to know what you want to drink. Alcohol included."
"Really?" Pat beamed. "I'll have a beer then."
"You don't care that you'll get caught and possibly charged for under-aged drinking?"
"You'd get caught too, so keep your mouth shut."
"How would you know if I'm getting a beer? What makes you even think I even drink?"
"I've seen you steal from Vegeta's secret stash, so don't deny it." Boxer glared at Pat and walked back over to Bikini.
"She wants a beer."
"'She'?" Bikini asked, confused. "You asked Pat, right?"
"HE wants a beer." Boxers yelled, greatly annoyed. He returned to his seat beside Golenn. "I swear to Kami, that idiot Trunks is going to be the death of me."
"'Trunks?' You mean Bikini, right?" Golenn asked her. Boxers let out a scream of frustration. He got up and stomped over to the washroom area. He nearly walked into the female's bathroom, but quickly changed course when he saw the sign. Bikini walked up to the bartender.
"I'll have three beers." she said sweetly.
"I'm afraid I'll have to ask for some ID, ma'am." the bartender replied. Bikini panicked and quickly thought of a plan. 'I don't have any ID as a girl.' She smirked evilly and leaned over the counter, trying to show off some cleavage.
"Gee, you know what, I think I might have forgotten my ID at home." she said in a pouty voice. The bartender couldn't help but stare. "I'm sure if you call over to Capsule corp. and tell Bulma Briefs that her niece forgot it, she'll tell you I'm old enough."
"Uh...huh...sure..." he stuttered as he turned around and got out three beers. "Here you go." Bikini winked at him as she took the beers and went back to her table. As soon as she was far enough from him, she began laughing. Pat gave her a weird look.
"What's so funny?" she asked.
"I just flirted with the bartender." replied Bikini in between giggles. Pat looked over his shoulder, expecting to see a female, but instead saw a male bartender.
"AAHH!! Jeez Kami!! That's a guy!!" he screamed.
"He thought I was under-aged and I don't have an ID to prove who I am. So I had to flirt with to convince him to give me the beers."
"Do you know what this means? Trunks is dead!! You've taken over, Bikini! Give us back the straight version of Trunks!!"
"Huh?" Bikini gave him a blank stare. Pat began tugging on Bikini's hair.
"It's the hair! You have blond hair! Give back Trunks, you demon!!"
"HEY!! Stop it! I'm still Trunks."
"No you're not, demon bitch! Bring back Trunks!!"
"Have I told you today how much I hate you?" Bikini grumbled.
"TRUNKS!!!" Bikini angrily back-handed Pat in the face.
"Will you shut up and take you goddamn beer for Kami's sake?!" she yelled. "You're scaring the commoners."
"Fine, but promise you'll never look at another guy for the rest of your life."
"I'm looking at you, aren't I?" Pat was confused about that comment. Before he could say anything, Yolee walked up to them.
"Hey guy and gal," she started. "Guess who just walked in. Yamcha, Krillin, Tien and Chotsu."
"Oh goody." Pat muttered sarcastically. "Isn't Krillin married and has one kid whom I'm supposed to be friends with."
"Krillin's married?!" Bikini yelped. Yolee and Pat gave her a blank stare. "I mean, we forgot to invite Marron to the party." They continued to give her a blank stare. "Um...beer's here!" Pat quickly snatched up a bottle and began drinking. Yolee looked at a bottle with a disgusted look on her face.
"Is this the best you got?" she asked.
"Um...no. That's just all I got." replied Bikini, who was slightly confused by what she just said.
"I'm gonna go get a martini or a daiquiri." She approached the bartender. "Hey, mister, listen up. I want a martini and a daiquiri."
"ID?" he asked. Yolee nearly choked.
"Uhhh...sure, hold on a minute..." Yolee began digging through her purse and found Chi-chi's ID. "Here you go." The bartender took it and looked at it carefully.
"Everything seems to be in order, miss Chi-chi." he replied as he handed it back to Yolee. 'Wow,' she thought to herself. 'All this over a couple of drinks.' The bartender handed her two glasses of alcohol.
"Domo." Yolee said with a fake smile. She decided to drink her beverages at the bar. After a few seconds, Bikini joined her.
"Pat hit me." she whined. Yolee shrugged.
"Have I ever care what she did to you before?"
"I guess not."