Icky Piccy! Part 3!!!!!!!
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Miss Sheba: Hey, everyone! Welcome to part three of "Icky Piccy"! *to Chuquita* Will you do the honors?
Chuquita: Of course, Sheba. Last time on "Icky Piccy", Goku was turned into a girl, resulting in Veggie falling head-over-heels in love with her and forgetting about his mate and child. How will she get outta this mess?!
Piccolo: *snickering* How will she indeed…
Vegeta: *puzzled* Huh? Kakkarotto's a girl?
Miss Sheba: Yeah, Goku got turned into a girl…
Vegeta: *dreamy-eyed* Reeeeally? How…nice….
Chuquita: *stern* Vegeta…you're already taken…
Vegeta: *thinks of Bulma* Oh yeah. Darnit!
Piccolo: Feelin' disappointed, ouji?
Vegeta: Shaddup!
Miss Sheba: On with part three!!
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Goku quickly put her arms around Vegeta's neck and spoke in a low sultry voice.
"I'll kiss you," she said sexily, "but only if you do something for me…"
Vegeta stopped puckering. "Whatever you want," he said, still blushing.
Goku put on a "damsel-in-distress" look on her face and said fake-terrified, "There's a green monster on the loose with a bag of tricks and right now he's gonna destroy people's lives. We need your help! I need your help." She batted her long eyelashes to make sure Vegeta got the picture.
Fortunately he did. He stood up straight and puffed out his chest. "Fear not, fair damsel! For I, the Great and Powerful Saiyajin no Ou, will save you from this green man!!"
Goku sweatdropped. 'He's worse than Saiyaman. Oh well!' She shrugged mentally.
She clasped her hands together in mock-gratitude. "Oh thank you, Mr. Ou-sama! My people will be so glad you decided to take them up on their offer!"
"Away!" Vegeta cried, grabbing her hand.
"Ahhh!! Waiiiiiiit!!!!" she yelped, surprised.
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"Heh," Piccolo chuckled. "Who's next on the list?"
He pulled a clipboard out of the B.O.T. and checked off Vegeta, Goku, Yamcha, Puar, Turtle, and Roshi.
"Well, I guess Chi-chi is next."
Putting the clipboard back in the bag, he blasted off to the Son's house.
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(Meanwhile, on Roshi's island…)
"More wine (hic), my love?"
Turtle grimaced. In the past two hours, Roshi had bought him flowers, candy, wine, and set up this "date". He didn't even like wine!
"Uh, no thank you." Turtle said uneasily.
Roshi chuckled. "Aww (hic), come on. (hic) Pleease?"
Turtle nearly puked on the wine-soaked sand that he had dumped the accursed liquid. But Roshi was too drunk to care.
"C'mon (hic) babe. Give daddy a little suga'," Roshi slurred as he held out his arms to the "girl" he was talking with. Turtle slowly backed away.
"Aw (hic) c'mon. You're (hic) not like (hic) all di' udders (hic)…" [A/N: Haha! He said "udders" instead of "others"!]
'Oh Kami please!' Turtle begged in his mind. As if someone heard his plea, Roshi fell face-first in the sand, drunk from too much wine.
Turtle, seizing his chance, waded into the water and swam away.
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"Um, Ou-sama?"
"Yes, fair one?"
"I can fly too, y'know…"
Goku was getting tired of being carried by the ouji who seemed to think she was so delicate that she couldn't possibly fly for herself.
Vegeta looked distressed. "It isn't proper for a lovely like you to have to put up with this cruel atmosphere." He held her closer. "You need someone to protect you."
"Errr, I can protect my self!" She cried, pulling away. She was missing the old, grumpy, Kako-hating Vegeta real fast.
"Oh my," he said clutching his chest [A/N: Broken heart…]. "I thought you needed my help?"
Goku blinked twice. "I do. I'm strong too, but I can't defeat the "green monster" alone!"
Vegeta looked positively disappointed. "I liked carrying you…" he said sadly.
Goku sighed. "Oh, all right. You can carry me."
"Yay!" Vegeta whooped and scooped her into his arms.
"Why me?" Goku sighed as the ouji took off.
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"Lalala!" Goten sang as he happily ate his dinner.
"What is keeping your father?" Chi-chi put her hands on her hips. "He's late for dinner!"
Goten stopped eating (for a minute). "Maybe Toussan got turned into a girl and had to trick Uncle Vegeta so he could help her defeat Piccolo-san?"
Chi-chi and Goten looked at each other for a minute. "Nah!"
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Piccolo quietly landed on the side of the house where Goku usually washed in the nuclear waste/ oil barrel.
"Heh." Lowering his ki, he dug into his B.O.T. and pulled out a huge magnet. "This baby'll strip Chi-chi of her most precious weapon, the Frying Pan of Doom! [Dun, dun, duuuun!]
He placed the magnet on the open windowsill and turned it on. The magnet started to vibrate as long staticky arms came out of the ends. The arms slid under the window and started to grab anything metallic and magnetic.
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"What the--?" Chi-chi yelled over the loud clang! of various pots and pans.
"Ahh! Kaasan!" Goten cried as a rather large cooking pot grazed his head. Having enough, he ducked under the table and wrapped his arms around his legs.
All the metal things in the house were being drawn to the window including-
"My frying pan!" Chi-chi looked in her dimensional pocket for it and it was gone.
CLACK! The pan was now stuck to the magnet and in the insane Namek's possession.
"MUAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!" Piccolo roared with laughter as the Frying Pan tried to wiggle out of his grasp and back to its mistress. "Sorry little Frying Pan of Doom [A/N: Now to be known as the F.P.D. 'cause I don't wanna write it all out!]," Piccolo smirked, "but you're a much needed part of my prank."
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"Huh?" Goku thought she sensed trouble from her own home. "Vegeta!"
"What?" Vegeta asked, snapping out of his *ahem* daydream. "What is it, my love?"
"Chi-chi's in danger," Goku said worried.
"The Onna?" Surely Vegeta did not want to pass the demoness' house. So he tried to make up an excuse. "But, my dear, I thought we were after the green monster."
Goku rolled her eyes. "The "green monster" might be at my house making trouble, baka."
Vegeta looked hurt, but kept a straight face. "Alright," he said stonily, " we'll go."
"YAY!" Goku whooped. "Oh thank you, Vegeta! I love you!"
Vegeta grinned as they flew to rescue Chi-chi.
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"Heh-heh," Piccolo chuckled and pulled a microchip and a remote out of the B.O.T. "Time to get revenge."
He grimaced as the memories of Chi-chi hitting with the accursed F.P.D. resurfaced. "Hnn…" he growled.
While he attached the microchip to the underside of the pan, he didn't bother to notice the two Saiyajin right above him.
"There he is," Goku whispered. "What's he doing with with Chi-chan's frying pan?"
Vegeta looked a little uneasy at the insane Namek and the F.P.D. "I don't like the looks of this."
"Me neither," Goku agreed. "Shall we attack him head on?" She grinned at Vegeta. [A/N: Doesn't she know that her grins are distracting? Geez!]
Vegeta's eyes turned to little pink hearts. "Whatever you say, dear," he said blushing.
"HAAAAAAH!!!!!"
"RAAAAAH!!!!!" The two Saiyajin charged after Piccolo [A/N: Big mistake!] in SSJ form.
Piccolo looked up and smirked knowingly. He switched on the remote, causing the pan to rise up off the ground. He took the joystick and bent it upwards, making the frying pan charge at the Saiyajin.
"W-wait, Vegeta!" Goku cried. "Look! The frying pan's coming after us!"
"Noo! My love!" Vegeta pushed Goku out of the way before the pan could ram into her stomach.
SHOOOOM!
"Darnit! I missed!" Piccolo groaned. "But not for long…"
He bent the joystick all around which made the frying pan go in crazy directions, blocking anyway it escaping.
"MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!" Piccolo couldn't hold it in as he watched Vegeta and Goku avoid the malicious frying pan.
"Yahh!"
ZIP!
"Yikes!" The frying pan nearly tripped Goku in mid-air. "Piiiiiiccolo!!!!" she yelled angrily.
"Ahahaha! Sorry Goku! Can't seem to stop myself!" Piccolo cackled crazily.
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Chi-chi watched helplessly as Piccolo tortured her Go-chan and the ouji with the F.P.D.
"That Namek stole my weapon!" she growled, then brightened. "Well, it always pays to have an extra!" She reached into her dimensional pocket and pulled out a titanium frying pan. [A/N: Whoa…]
"Ahhahahahahaha! Ahhahahahaha!" Piccolo laughed in Mandark fashion. He was having so much fun!
"Hello, Namek…"
Piccolo turned around. "Oh hello, Chi-"
CLANG!
"Heh heh. Done as dinner," Chi-chi smiled. She snarled at the remote control and stepped on it, crushing it to pieces.
The F.P.D stopped suddenly and fell harmlessly to the ground.
Chi-chi knelt beside it and picked it up. "Oh my baby!" she cried as she hugged it. "Don't worry. I won't let that mean Piccolo ever steal you again!" [Insert huge sweatdrop here.]
"Chi-chi?" Goku asked, landing beside her.
"I'm fine, Go-chan," Chi-chi said gently.
"My love! My love are you alright?" Vegeta came running to Goku with a worried look on his face.
Goku hid her face in her hands, blushing from embarrassment.
"I'm….fine, Vegeta," Goku said trying not to look at him.
Vegeta grinned. "Well, I saved you from the green monster. Do I get a kiss?" he puckered his lips at Goku.
Chi-chi narrowed her eyes as she growled at the ouji. "Vegeta…" she said in a deadly tone of voice.
Goku looked to him. "B-but, you didn't save me from Piccolo. Chi-chi was the one who knocked him out."
Vegeta's face drooped. "So, I'm not your hero?"
Goku smiled. "Uhh, but you did save me from the evil Frying Pan of Doom. That also qualifies for herohood."
Vegeta's body shook with excitement. "So, I'm your hero?"
"Yep, that's about it."
"YEEEEE!!!!!!!" Vegeta rocket-blasted himself into the sir. "I'm a HERO! No wait! I'm Kakkarotto's hero!" Whoopie!!"
"Hahaha," Goku giggled as Vegeta did several cartwheels in the air. Chi-chi rolled her eyes.
"Oh brother," she sighed. "Whatta dope."
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In no time at all, the whole Z-senshi flew/transported/rode on various flying objects to Goku's house to complain about Piccolo.
"He made me fall in love with Turtle! Of all people!" Roshi moaned.
"He put seven-foot ki-blasting cockroaches in our apartment!" Yamcha cried. "We nearly got evicted because the landlord thought it was OUR fault!"
Puar nodded her little head. "Yeah!"
"Piccolo shot needles at me, turned me into a girl, and sicced the Frying Pan of Doom on me and Vegeta!" Goku said angrily.
Everyone stopped complaining.
"Hey, is it just me or did Goku complain about Piccolo more than once?" Yamcha asked, scratching his head.
Gohan just shook his head, ashamed of his old sensei. 'How could you, Piccolo-san? How could you?'
"Alright," Chi-chi held up her hands. "I know that most of us were victims of Piccolo's cruel pranks, but we came here to stop them right?"
Everyone nodded.
"Good. My Go-chan says she has a plan to stop him."
Vegeta jumped out of his chair. "And he posted my diary on the Internet!!!!!"
"Um, Vegeta? We're done complaining about Piccolo," Bulma said grinning." A couple of the Z-fighters sniggered at Vegeta's outburst.
"Oh? Oh. So you are," Vegeta huffed. He sat back down.
"A-hem! Before I was so rudely," Chi-chi glared at Vegeta, "interrupted, Goku says that she has an idea."
Goku grinned as all eyes were on her. "I hope you all are ready because what I'm about to say will require courage, talent and a bit of humor…"
Everyone agreed that they had the stuff.
"What is it, Goku?" Kuririn asked.
Goku smiled. 'This is gonna be fun…'
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Chuquita:Hey! Why'd you end it there?!
Miss Sheba: 'Cause I wanted to. Plus, I couldn't think up of anything else. *smiles sheepishly*
*Piccolo has been cleaning up the studio to show Miss Sheba that he is still useful.*
Chuquita: *skeptical* Are you sure he's not your slave?
Miss Sheba: Not in the least. He's only here to entertain me. *huggles Vegeta* Veggie, however, has decided to be my puppy. ^_^
Vegeta: *happily* Arf! : )
Chuquita: *sweatdrop* Umm, riiight. I think I need to get back to the Corner after this fic real fast.
Vegeta: *starts scratching himself with his leg* Rrrrr…..
Miss Sheba: *scratches the desired spot* There ya go, lil' puppy!
Vegeta: *happy again* Arf! Arf!
Miss Sheba: Anyways, people. I see I haven't been getting many reviews for this story…Kinda makes me think that you don't care about moi. *sniffles* I try my best to make this fic funny for y'all! I just…I just…oooh! *faints*
Chuquita: O.o
Piccolo: O.o Oh my.
Vegeta: *whimpering*
Chuquita: A-hem, well. I guess you know what that means people! Read and review please! Tell her what you think! Positive criticism please, though. And NO flames.
Piccolo: *host guy* Stay tuned for the next chapter 'case this story ain't over yet!
Chuquita: Heh. Bye everyone!
Vegeta: *waves his paw, uh I mean, hand*
Piccolo: Farewell.
Miss Sheba: @__@
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Miss Sheba: Hey, everyone! Welcome to part three of "Icky Piccy"! *to Chuquita* Will you do the honors?
Chuquita: Of course, Sheba. Last time on "Icky Piccy", Goku was turned into a girl, resulting in Veggie falling head-over-heels in love with her and forgetting about his mate and child. How will she get outta this mess?!
Piccolo: *snickering* How will she indeed…
Vegeta: *puzzled* Huh? Kakkarotto's a girl?
Miss Sheba: Yeah, Goku got turned into a girl…
Vegeta: *dreamy-eyed* Reeeeally? How…nice….
Chuquita: *stern* Vegeta…you're already taken…
Vegeta: *thinks of Bulma* Oh yeah. Darnit!
Piccolo: Feelin' disappointed, ouji?
Vegeta: Shaddup!
Miss Sheba: On with part three!!
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Goku quickly put her arms around Vegeta's neck and spoke in a low sultry voice.
"I'll kiss you," she said sexily, "but only if you do something for me…"
Vegeta stopped puckering. "Whatever you want," he said, still blushing.
Goku put on a "damsel-in-distress" look on her face and said fake-terrified, "There's a green monster on the loose with a bag of tricks and right now he's gonna destroy people's lives. We need your help! I need your help." She batted her long eyelashes to make sure Vegeta got the picture.
Fortunately he did. He stood up straight and puffed out his chest. "Fear not, fair damsel! For I, the Great and Powerful Saiyajin no Ou, will save you from this green man!!"
Goku sweatdropped. 'He's worse than Saiyaman. Oh well!' She shrugged mentally.
She clasped her hands together in mock-gratitude. "Oh thank you, Mr. Ou-sama! My people will be so glad you decided to take them up on their offer!"
"Away!" Vegeta cried, grabbing her hand.
"Ahhh!! Waiiiiiiit!!!!" she yelped, surprised.
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"Heh," Piccolo chuckled. "Who's next on the list?"
He pulled a clipboard out of the B.O.T. and checked off Vegeta, Goku, Yamcha, Puar, Turtle, and Roshi.
"Well, I guess Chi-chi is next."
Putting the clipboard back in the bag, he blasted off to the Son's house.
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(Meanwhile, on Roshi's island…)
"More wine (hic), my love?"
Turtle grimaced. In the past two hours, Roshi had bought him flowers, candy, wine, and set up this "date". He didn't even like wine!
"Uh, no thank you." Turtle said uneasily.
Roshi chuckled. "Aww (hic), come on. (hic) Pleease?"
Turtle nearly puked on the wine-soaked sand that he had dumped the accursed liquid. But Roshi was too drunk to care.
"C'mon (hic) babe. Give daddy a little suga'," Roshi slurred as he held out his arms to the "girl" he was talking with. Turtle slowly backed away.
"Aw (hic) c'mon. You're (hic) not like (hic) all di' udders (hic)…" [A/N: Haha! He said "udders" instead of "others"!]
'Oh Kami please!' Turtle begged in his mind. As if someone heard his plea, Roshi fell face-first in the sand, drunk from too much wine.
Turtle, seizing his chance, waded into the water and swam away.
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"Um, Ou-sama?"
"Yes, fair one?"
"I can fly too, y'know…"
Goku was getting tired of being carried by the ouji who seemed to think she was so delicate that she couldn't possibly fly for herself.
Vegeta looked distressed. "It isn't proper for a lovely like you to have to put up with this cruel atmosphere." He held her closer. "You need someone to protect you."
"Errr, I can protect my self!" She cried, pulling away. She was missing the old, grumpy, Kako-hating Vegeta real fast.
"Oh my," he said clutching his chest [A/N: Broken heart…]. "I thought you needed my help?"
Goku blinked twice. "I do. I'm strong too, but I can't defeat the "green monster" alone!"
Vegeta looked positively disappointed. "I liked carrying you…" he said sadly.
Goku sighed. "Oh, all right. You can carry me."
"Yay!" Vegeta whooped and scooped her into his arms.
"Why me?" Goku sighed as the ouji took off.
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"Lalala!" Goten sang as he happily ate his dinner.
"What is keeping your father?" Chi-chi put her hands on her hips. "He's late for dinner!"
Goten stopped eating (for a minute). "Maybe Toussan got turned into a girl and had to trick Uncle Vegeta so he could help her defeat Piccolo-san?"
Chi-chi and Goten looked at each other for a minute. "Nah!"
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Piccolo quietly landed on the side of the house where Goku usually washed in the nuclear waste/ oil barrel.
"Heh." Lowering his ki, he dug into his B.O.T. and pulled out a huge magnet. "This baby'll strip Chi-chi of her most precious weapon, the Frying Pan of Doom! [Dun, dun, duuuun!]
He placed the magnet on the open windowsill and turned it on. The magnet started to vibrate as long staticky arms came out of the ends. The arms slid under the window and started to grab anything metallic and magnetic.
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"What the--?" Chi-chi yelled over the loud clang! of various pots and pans.
"Ahh! Kaasan!" Goten cried as a rather large cooking pot grazed his head. Having enough, he ducked under the table and wrapped his arms around his legs.
All the metal things in the house were being drawn to the window including-
"My frying pan!" Chi-chi looked in her dimensional pocket for it and it was gone.
CLACK! The pan was now stuck to the magnet and in the insane Namek's possession.
"MUAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!" Piccolo roared with laughter as the Frying Pan tried to wiggle out of his grasp and back to its mistress. "Sorry little Frying Pan of Doom [A/N: Now to be known as the F.P.D. 'cause I don't wanna write it all out!]," Piccolo smirked, "but you're a much needed part of my prank."
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"Huh?" Goku thought she sensed trouble from her own home. "Vegeta!"
"What?" Vegeta asked, snapping out of his *ahem* daydream. "What is it, my love?"
"Chi-chi's in danger," Goku said worried.
"The Onna?" Surely Vegeta did not want to pass the demoness' house. So he tried to make up an excuse. "But, my dear, I thought we were after the green monster."
Goku rolled her eyes. "The "green monster" might be at my house making trouble, baka."
Vegeta looked hurt, but kept a straight face. "Alright," he said stonily, " we'll go."
"YAY!" Goku whooped. "Oh thank you, Vegeta! I love you!"
Vegeta grinned as they flew to rescue Chi-chi.
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"Heh-heh," Piccolo chuckled and pulled a microchip and a remote out of the B.O.T. "Time to get revenge."
He grimaced as the memories of Chi-chi hitting with the accursed F.P.D. resurfaced. "Hnn…" he growled.
While he attached the microchip to the underside of the pan, he didn't bother to notice the two Saiyajin right above him.
"There he is," Goku whispered. "What's he doing with with Chi-chan's frying pan?"
Vegeta looked a little uneasy at the insane Namek and the F.P.D. "I don't like the looks of this."
"Me neither," Goku agreed. "Shall we attack him head on?" She grinned at Vegeta. [A/N: Doesn't she know that her grins are distracting? Geez!]
Vegeta's eyes turned to little pink hearts. "Whatever you say, dear," he said blushing.
"HAAAAAAH!!!!!"
"RAAAAAH!!!!!" The two Saiyajin charged after Piccolo [A/N: Big mistake!] in SSJ form.
Piccolo looked up and smirked knowingly. He switched on the remote, causing the pan to rise up off the ground. He took the joystick and bent it upwards, making the frying pan charge at the Saiyajin.
"W-wait, Vegeta!" Goku cried. "Look! The frying pan's coming after us!"
"Noo! My love!" Vegeta pushed Goku out of the way before the pan could ram into her stomach.
SHOOOOM!
"Darnit! I missed!" Piccolo groaned. "But not for long…"
He bent the joystick all around which made the frying pan go in crazy directions, blocking anyway it escaping.
"MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!" Piccolo couldn't hold it in as he watched Vegeta and Goku avoid the malicious frying pan.
"Yahh!"
ZIP!
"Yikes!" The frying pan nearly tripped Goku in mid-air. "Piiiiiiccolo!!!!" she yelled angrily.
"Ahahaha! Sorry Goku! Can't seem to stop myself!" Piccolo cackled crazily.
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Chi-chi watched helplessly as Piccolo tortured her Go-chan and the ouji with the F.P.D.
"That Namek stole my weapon!" she growled, then brightened. "Well, it always pays to have an extra!" She reached into her dimensional pocket and pulled out a titanium frying pan. [A/N: Whoa…]
"Ahhahahahahaha! Ahhahahahaha!" Piccolo laughed in Mandark fashion. He was having so much fun!
"Hello, Namek…"
Piccolo turned around. "Oh hello, Chi-"
CLANG!
"Heh heh. Done as dinner," Chi-chi smiled. She snarled at the remote control and stepped on it, crushing it to pieces.
The F.P.D stopped suddenly and fell harmlessly to the ground.
Chi-chi knelt beside it and picked it up. "Oh my baby!" she cried as she hugged it. "Don't worry. I won't let that mean Piccolo ever steal you again!" [Insert huge sweatdrop here.]
"Chi-chi?" Goku asked, landing beside her.
"I'm fine, Go-chan," Chi-chi said gently.
"My love! My love are you alright?" Vegeta came running to Goku with a worried look on his face.
Goku hid her face in her hands, blushing from embarrassment.
"I'm….fine, Vegeta," Goku said trying not to look at him.
Vegeta grinned. "Well, I saved you from the green monster. Do I get a kiss?" he puckered his lips at Goku.
Chi-chi narrowed her eyes as she growled at the ouji. "Vegeta…" she said in a deadly tone of voice.
Goku looked to him. "B-but, you didn't save me from Piccolo. Chi-chi was the one who knocked him out."
Vegeta's face drooped. "So, I'm not your hero?"
Goku smiled. "Uhh, but you did save me from the evil Frying Pan of Doom. That also qualifies for herohood."
Vegeta's body shook with excitement. "So, I'm your hero?"
"Yep, that's about it."
"YEEEEE!!!!!!!" Vegeta rocket-blasted himself into the sir. "I'm a HERO! No wait! I'm Kakkarotto's hero!" Whoopie!!"
"Hahaha," Goku giggled as Vegeta did several cartwheels in the air. Chi-chi rolled her eyes.
"Oh brother," she sighed. "Whatta dope."
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In no time at all, the whole Z-senshi flew/transported/rode on various flying objects to Goku's house to complain about Piccolo.
"He made me fall in love with Turtle! Of all people!" Roshi moaned.
"He put seven-foot ki-blasting cockroaches in our apartment!" Yamcha cried. "We nearly got evicted because the landlord thought it was OUR fault!"
Puar nodded her little head. "Yeah!"
"Piccolo shot needles at me, turned me into a girl, and sicced the Frying Pan of Doom on me and Vegeta!" Goku said angrily.
Everyone stopped complaining.
"Hey, is it just me or did Goku complain about Piccolo more than once?" Yamcha asked, scratching his head.
Gohan just shook his head, ashamed of his old sensei. 'How could you, Piccolo-san? How could you?'
"Alright," Chi-chi held up her hands. "I know that most of us were victims of Piccolo's cruel pranks, but we came here to stop them right?"
Everyone nodded.
"Good. My Go-chan says she has a plan to stop him."
Vegeta jumped out of his chair. "And he posted my diary on the Internet!!!!!"
"Um, Vegeta? We're done complaining about Piccolo," Bulma said grinning." A couple of the Z-fighters sniggered at Vegeta's outburst.
"Oh? Oh. So you are," Vegeta huffed. He sat back down.
"A-hem! Before I was so rudely," Chi-chi glared at Vegeta, "interrupted, Goku says that she has an idea."
Goku grinned as all eyes were on her. "I hope you all are ready because what I'm about to say will require courage, talent and a bit of humor…"
Everyone agreed that they had the stuff.
"What is it, Goku?" Kuririn asked.
Goku smiled. 'This is gonna be fun…'
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Chuquita:Hey! Why'd you end it there?!
Miss Sheba: 'Cause I wanted to. Plus, I couldn't think up of anything else. *smiles sheepishly*
*Piccolo has been cleaning up the studio to show Miss Sheba that he is still useful.*
Chuquita: *skeptical* Are you sure he's not your slave?
Miss Sheba: Not in the least. He's only here to entertain me. *huggles Vegeta* Veggie, however, has decided to be my puppy. ^_^
Vegeta: *happily* Arf! : )
Chuquita: *sweatdrop* Umm, riiight. I think I need to get back to the Corner after this fic real fast.
Vegeta: *starts scratching himself with his leg* Rrrrr…..
Miss Sheba: *scratches the desired spot* There ya go, lil' puppy!
Vegeta: *happy again* Arf! Arf!
Miss Sheba: Anyways, people. I see I haven't been getting many reviews for this story…Kinda makes me think that you don't care about moi. *sniffles* I try my best to make this fic funny for y'all! I just…I just…oooh! *faints*
Chuquita: O.o
Piccolo: O.o Oh my.
Vegeta: *whimpering*
Chuquita: A-hem, well. I guess you know what that means people! Read and review please! Tell her what you think! Positive criticism please, though. And NO flames.
Piccolo: *host guy* Stay tuned for the next chapter 'case this story ain't over yet!
Chuquita: Heh. Bye everyone!
Vegeta: *waves his paw, uh I mean, hand*
Piccolo: Farewell.
Miss Sheba: @__@