Icky Piccy
***********(Chapter Four)
Miss Sheba: Hey everyone! It's time for that chappie you've all been waitin' for!
*Piccolo plays a fanfare on a bugle*
Miss Sheba: *grinning* Thank you, Piccy. It's time for the fourth chappie of "Icky Piccy"!! Oh yeah, and for my first and last disclaimer, I don't own the song "Icky Vicky". "The Fairly Oddparents" do.
Chuquita: Yay!!!!!!
Vegeta: Woof! *starts panting*
Chuquita: Errr……
Miss Sheba: Hee! Hi, puppy!
Vegeta: Woof! Woof!
Chuquita: *sweatdrops* Erm…anyways…on to part four!
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"Whaaaat?!" Everyone (sans Goku) gawked at the plan.
"You want us to do what?!" Yamcha asked in horror.
"It's not that bad," Goku said with a big ole sweatdrop beside her head. "It's only to warn other people about Piccolo. And to publicly humiliate him."
Vegeta rubbed his hands in glee. "Heh heh heh. I'll do it!"
Everyone stared at him in shock.
"What did you say?" Bulma stared at her mate, not believing what he just said.
Vegeta got up and paced around the room. "I said I would do it. Since the rest of you bakas are too chicken, you can be in the background."
"Hey!" Kuririn yelled. "We're aren't chickens!!"
Vegeta glared at him. "Yes. You. Are."
Kuririn gulped. "Uhhh…"
Goku held up her hands. "Okay, okay. It may seem a little scary-"
Yamcha groaned. "A little, she says--"
"--but, I think Vegeta is right. We should try it his way."
Now everyone stared at Goku in disbelief.
"Huh?" Chi-chi asked, her jaw hanging wide open.
"I think this whole episode with Piccolo's pranks is lessening the rivalry between our two Saiyajin here," Bulma computed.
"Huh?" Chi-chi still couldn't believe her eyes.
"A-hem," Goku cleared her throat. "It's simple. We humiliate Piccolo on national television."
Vegeta grinned. "Would you please elaborate for those slow of mind, Kaka-chan?"
"Of course, my Veggie." She pointed to the diagram of a Namek's head, exposing the parts of its brain.
"As you can see, Nameks have alot of fears. The most recently added fear is of Saiyajin and Ice-jin."
"Heh." Vegeta held his head up high in princely fashion.
"However, Nameks are also afraid of common feelings like boredom, love, sadness and (the worst) humiliation."
"Really?" asked an intrigued Goten.
"Really," confirmed his father now mommy.
"Hee," Vegeta made lovey-dovey eyes at Goku. "My Kaka-chan's soooo smart."
She blushed. "I thought you said my knowledge of Nameks was pure garbage."
"Uh? What? Oh..." He scratched his cheek sheepishly. "Sorry..."
"Oooo, somebody's in lo-ove..." Kuririn made kissing noises at Vegeta, who started to growl at him.
"Please...spare me the mush," 18 groaned.
"Hnn, your "Kaka-chan" happens to be MY Go-chan," Chi-chi grumbled.
"So! Are we ready to try it?" Goku turned to everyone with a pleading look on her face.
"Now, how can you all say "no" to a face like this?" Vegeta said, pinching Goku's cheeks.
"Errr, okay..." Everyone agreed that Goku was too cute to turn down.
"Yay!!" Goku clapped her hands. "Thank you lil' Veggie!"
"Heh heh, no problem..." Vegeta tired to rub the glow out of his face, but it stubbornly stayed there.
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"Okay, now what do you want us to do again?" Captain Ginyuu asked Lord Enma.
"Son Goku needs your "supreme musical talent" back in the living world."
"Son Goku needs US?" Recoome asked, confused.
Jeice snorted. "I betcha it's a trap. He'll probably go SSJ and, like, beat us up...again."
Enma laughed. "No, I don't think so this time. They need you to defeat someone else."
Guldo kept poking at his third eyeball. ['Cause he's such a baka.] "But what if (ow!) Goku's (ow!) lying (ow!!)?
"Don't worry," Enma said. "If you five do this good deed, I'll give each of you twenty heaven points. That'll increase your chances of getting out of Hell."
Captain Ginyuu looked at Jeice who looked at Butta who looked at Recoome who looked at Guldo. They nodded to Enma and said, "We'll do it."
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"What?"
What?"
WHAAAAT?!"
Kuririn, Yamcha, and Vegeta nearly had kittens when Goku told them what she would be wishing for.
"Uh-huh," Goku chirped. "The Ginyuu Force are coming back to Earth!"
"STATE YOUR WISH, YOUNG BEAUTY..." Shenlong said, slightly blushing at Goku's appearance.
"Hey! Claws off! She's mine!!!" Vegeta growled defensively.
"I wish the Ginyuu Force were alive again and were sent to Earth!" Goku shouted.
"YOUR WISH IS GRANTED. FAREWELL..." The dragon once again split up into the seven mystical balls and flew away.
"Wait...don't we get another wish?" Vegeta asked, staring at the now clear sky.
"Oh, I already used it." Goku pointed to an outside stage, complete with spotlights, the needed instruments, and microphones.
"Wow..." Vegeta clasped his hands together. "This is gonna be great!"
He glanced at Goku. "You still owe me a smooch, y'know."
"Ahahaha..." She put her hand on the back of her head. "M-maybe after the show." [A/N: What a liar!]
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"Uhhh..." Piccolo woke up with a painful migraine. "Yeowch...I feel like I was hit by Cell or something."
Slowly, but painfully, he stood up realizing he was still outside the Son's house.
"How long have I been out?" He checked his watch. "WHAT? It's 7:30 PM! That's almost three hours since that onna hit my on the head with that frying pan." He shuddered even as he the words left his lips. "I'd better get back to the lookout before Mr. Popo gets suspicious."
Piccolo rubbed his aching head as he blasted off into the sky.
"I wonder where those losers are anyways?" He mumbled to himself as he landed on the floating sanctuary. "Popo! Popo!" Piccolo called for the little genie's name all throughout the lookout. "Popo-san! Where are you?
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"Right here, Piccolo-sama," Popo chuckled to himself as he watched the Z-senshi and the Ginyuu Force set up the stage.
"Move those mikes a little to the left, Kuririn," Bulma called.
"Okay!" Kuririn moved the mikes a smidgen to the left.
"Perfect!" Bulma smiled. 'I have to admit, this plan is working pretty well.'
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"Hmm hmmm hmm..." Vegeta hummed happily to his reflection in the mirror of his room. (The stage was outside of Capsule Corp.) He flexed his muscles and grinned. "Kaka-chan will have to love me in this outfit."
Since he was the soloist, he decided to wear a light-blue denim shirt (with the sleeves ripped off), blue jeans, and black shoes.
In other words, he looked like a teen heartthrob.
"Heh," he smirked as he posed in the mirror approvingly.
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The background singers (which consisted of Bulma, Chi-chi, 18, Videl, and Goku) all had on light-blue flare jeans and various T-shirts.
Chi-chi's T-shirt was red with a picture of a smiling frying pan on the back, Bulma's was blue and sparkly, Videl and 18 sported white T-shirts (Videl's said "Dude" on it while 18's said "Sweet"), and Goku's T-shirt was pink with an orange dragonball on her chest. She kept pulling at it, but her *ahem* chest size wouldn't let it go over her belly button.
"Enngh! Why is this shirt so _tight_?!"
18, Chi-chi and Bulma sniggered as Goku struggled with the article of clothing.
"Oh Go-chan! You're shirt is sooo ca-yute!" Videl squealed while poking the orange dragonball.
"Um, Videl?"
"Yeah, Goku-san?"
"Couldja' stop poking my boobs?"
Bulma and 18 started laughing while Chi-chi shook her head in disapproval.
Videl blushed. "Whoops! Sorry."
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Piccolo had long given up the search for Popo and decided to raid Dende's stash of European-imported water.
"Ahhh...now that's refreshing," he said, wiping his forehead in commercial-like fashion. -_-;;
He turned on the T.V. to channel 54. "Ohh," Piccolo looked. "There's a concert starting. I wonder what it's about."
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"This is Maikou Tenjou of channel 54 news, live from the Capsule Corp. president's household!" The newswoman walked to where the stage was set. "It seems the people here all have a common problem." She tried to look serious as she read the cue cards.
"It seems that a green man named "Piccolo" has been terrorizing various people with cruel tricks that escalate without instigation."
Maikou smiled nervously. "The people who are putting on this...ah...concert want to warn potential victims of "Piccolo" so they won't be taken by surprise. I guess you watchers out there would call this a "stop-something-before-it-happens scenario". She sniggered. "What ever it may be, I just hope this "green man" won't come after me!"
The crowd that had gathered behind Ms. Tenjou started to cheer as Vegeta, his background singers, and the Ginyuu Force walked onstage.
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"Are we ready, ladies?" Vegeta asked grinning.
Goku batted her eyelashes. "Just start the song, Veggie-chan."
"You got it, babe," he said lovingly. He turned to the Ginyuu Force. "Hit it!"
(Sung to the tune of "Icky Vicky")
(Background singers)
P-I-C-C-Y!
The sound of his name makes the little kids cry!
Ahhh!!!!!!
Vegeta:
Hey Piccy! Why are you so mean?
I know it's not easy for you to be green!
Hey Piccy! Can you explain to me
Why you caused so much trouble and exposed my diary?
(Girls)
Oh! Oh! Oh!!
Vegeta:
A Namek's who's just plain mean
A sour-apple green
He's a cucumber lizard with a ruptured spleen!
(Girls)
Ewww.....
(Jeice starts his guitar solo)
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"WHAAAAAAT?!!!" Piccolo roared, furious. "How DARE they talk about me on television? Rrrrr....VE-JI-TAAAAAH!!!!!!"
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"Mr. Popo is having much fun," Mr. Popo mused as he danced with a girl in the crowd.
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(Vegeta)
Hey Piccy! Can you tell me why?
You keep on pokin' at me like a thorn in my side!
Hey Piccy, you're a mean old thing
(Veggie w/ girls)
But it's your super slimy suckiness that makes us wanna sing!
(Gals and Vegeta)
Icky Piccy!
(Girls)
Eww! Eww!
(Girls and Vegeta)
Icky Piccy!
(Girls)
Eww! Eww!
(Girls and Vegeta)
Icky Piccy!!
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The crowd went wild even though half...okay most of them didn't have a clue who "Piccy" was.
"Whoever this "Piccy" is, he must be a very bad man," said a grandmother to her daughter.
"Mm-hmm!" her granddaughter agreed, licking her ice cream.
Mikou Tenjou ran onstage with her camera crew, bombarding Vegeta with questions.
"That was great, Mr.....uh--"
"Oujisama."
"--Oujisama. Wonderful work!"
Vegeta shifted uneasily. "It's only a one-shot thing, though."
"Awww," the crowd said, disappointed.
Goku swerved in front of Vegeta. "Buuut, we can do an encore, riiiight?" She looked at Vegeta with sparkily eyes.
"Uhhh," Vegeta's face reddened. "For one kiss maybe." He closed his eyes and puckered his lips.
Goku smiled, grabbed Bulma and pushed her lips against Vegeta's.
"Hmmm?" Vegeta opened his eyes slightly to see Bulma kissing him instead of Goku. "Oh well," he murmured and gathered her into his arms. [Awwwwww! :)]
"Phew!" Goku said, relieved. "That was close!"
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"RAAAAAAAAAH!!!"
BOOM! Piccolo blasted the TV to bits in a fit of rage.
"Darn Saiyajin! I hate 'um all!
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Miss Sheba: That's the end.
Chuquita: *chanting* P-I-C-C-Y! The sound of his name makes the little kids cry! Ahhhhh! Hahaha! I loved that song!
Piccolo: Grrrr...
Miss Sheba: *stroking Vegeta's hair* Oh Piccolo, relax. It's only a fic.
Piccolo: *gritting his teeth* Grrrrr...grrrrr...
Vegeta: *whimpers for attention*
Miss Sheba: grins* Aww! C'mere, puppy!
Chuquita: *looks at her watch* Ah ah ah, time to go, Veggie.
Vegeta: *sad*
Miss Sheba: *disappointed* Awww...
Vegeta: *licks her face* Arf!
Miss Sheba: Hahaha! Now that's new.
Chuquita: Well, I'm glad I came here.
Miss Sheba: Yeah, I'm glad too. This is my first and last Corner.
Chuquita: Really?
Miss Sheba: Well of course! The Corner concept is your trademark. I just made up this one so you wouldn't feel nervous in a new habitat.
Chuquita: Cool! I can live with that! :D
Miss Sheba: Bye everyone! Don't forget to review!
Chuquita: Bye!
Piccolo: Grrrr...grrrr...
Vegeta: *bites Piccolo's leg causing the Namek to yelp and run/hop away*
Heh heh. See ya, bakas.
***********(Chapter Four)
Miss Sheba: Hey everyone! It's time for that chappie you've all been waitin' for!
*Piccolo plays a fanfare on a bugle*
Miss Sheba: *grinning* Thank you, Piccy. It's time for the fourth chappie of "Icky Piccy"!! Oh yeah, and for my first and last disclaimer, I don't own the song "Icky Vicky". "The Fairly Oddparents" do.
Chuquita: Yay!!!!!!
Vegeta: Woof! *starts panting*
Chuquita: Errr……
Miss Sheba: Hee! Hi, puppy!
Vegeta: Woof! Woof!
Chuquita: *sweatdrops* Erm…anyways…on to part four!
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"Whaaaat?!" Everyone (sans Goku) gawked at the plan.
"You want us to do what?!" Yamcha asked in horror.
"It's not that bad," Goku said with a big ole sweatdrop beside her head. "It's only to warn other people about Piccolo. And to publicly humiliate him."
Vegeta rubbed his hands in glee. "Heh heh heh. I'll do it!"
Everyone stared at him in shock.
"What did you say?" Bulma stared at her mate, not believing what he just said.
Vegeta got up and paced around the room. "I said I would do it. Since the rest of you bakas are too chicken, you can be in the background."
"Hey!" Kuririn yelled. "We're aren't chickens!!"
Vegeta glared at him. "Yes. You. Are."
Kuririn gulped. "Uhhh…"
Goku held up her hands. "Okay, okay. It may seem a little scary-"
Yamcha groaned. "A little, she says--"
"--but, I think Vegeta is right. We should try it his way."
Now everyone stared at Goku in disbelief.
"Huh?" Chi-chi asked, her jaw hanging wide open.
"I think this whole episode with Piccolo's pranks is lessening the rivalry between our two Saiyajin here," Bulma computed.
"Huh?" Chi-chi still couldn't believe her eyes.
"A-hem," Goku cleared her throat. "It's simple. We humiliate Piccolo on national television."
Vegeta grinned. "Would you please elaborate for those slow of mind, Kaka-chan?"
"Of course, my Veggie." She pointed to the diagram of a Namek's head, exposing the parts of its brain.
"As you can see, Nameks have alot of fears. The most recently added fear is of Saiyajin and Ice-jin."
"Heh." Vegeta held his head up high in princely fashion.
"However, Nameks are also afraid of common feelings like boredom, love, sadness and (the worst) humiliation."
"Really?" asked an intrigued Goten.
"Really," confirmed his father now mommy.
"Hee," Vegeta made lovey-dovey eyes at Goku. "My Kaka-chan's soooo smart."
She blushed. "I thought you said my knowledge of Nameks was pure garbage."
"Uh? What? Oh..." He scratched his cheek sheepishly. "Sorry..."
"Oooo, somebody's in lo-ove..." Kuririn made kissing noises at Vegeta, who started to growl at him.
"Please...spare me the mush," 18 groaned.
"Hnn, your "Kaka-chan" happens to be MY Go-chan," Chi-chi grumbled.
"So! Are we ready to try it?" Goku turned to everyone with a pleading look on her face.
"Now, how can you all say "no" to a face like this?" Vegeta said, pinching Goku's cheeks.
"Errr, okay..." Everyone agreed that Goku was too cute to turn down.
"Yay!!" Goku clapped her hands. "Thank you lil' Veggie!"
"Heh heh, no problem..." Vegeta tired to rub the glow out of his face, but it stubbornly stayed there.
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"Okay, now what do you want us to do again?" Captain Ginyuu asked Lord Enma.
"Son Goku needs your "supreme musical talent" back in the living world."
"Son Goku needs US?" Recoome asked, confused.
Jeice snorted. "I betcha it's a trap. He'll probably go SSJ and, like, beat us up...again."
Enma laughed. "No, I don't think so this time. They need you to defeat someone else."
Guldo kept poking at his third eyeball. ['Cause he's such a baka.] "But what if (ow!) Goku's (ow!) lying (ow!!)?
"Don't worry," Enma said. "If you five do this good deed, I'll give each of you twenty heaven points. That'll increase your chances of getting out of Hell."
Captain Ginyuu looked at Jeice who looked at Butta who looked at Recoome who looked at Guldo. They nodded to Enma and said, "We'll do it."
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"What?"
What?"
WHAAAAT?!"
Kuririn, Yamcha, and Vegeta nearly had kittens when Goku told them what she would be wishing for.
"Uh-huh," Goku chirped. "The Ginyuu Force are coming back to Earth!"
"STATE YOUR WISH, YOUNG BEAUTY..." Shenlong said, slightly blushing at Goku's appearance.
"Hey! Claws off! She's mine!!!" Vegeta growled defensively.
"I wish the Ginyuu Force were alive again and were sent to Earth!" Goku shouted.
"YOUR WISH IS GRANTED. FAREWELL..." The dragon once again split up into the seven mystical balls and flew away.
"Wait...don't we get another wish?" Vegeta asked, staring at the now clear sky.
"Oh, I already used it." Goku pointed to an outside stage, complete with spotlights, the needed instruments, and microphones.
"Wow..." Vegeta clasped his hands together. "This is gonna be great!"
He glanced at Goku. "You still owe me a smooch, y'know."
"Ahahaha..." She put her hand on the back of her head. "M-maybe after the show." [A/N: What a liar!]
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"Uhhh..." Piccolo woke up with a painful migraine. "Yeowch...I feel like I was hit by Cell or something."
Slowly, but painfully, he stood up realizing he was still outside the Son's house.
"How long have I been out?" He checked his watch. "WHAT? It's 7:30 PM! That's almost three hours since that onna hit my on the head with that frying pan." He shuddered even as he the words left his lips. "I'd better get back to the lookout before Mr. Popo gets suspicious."
Piccolo rubbed his aching head as he blasted off into the sky.
"I wonder where those losers are anyways?" He mumbled to himself as he landed on the floating sanctuary. "Popo! Popo!" Piccolo called for the little genie's name all throughout the lookout. "Popo-san! Where are you?
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"Right here, Piccolo-sama," Popo chuckled to himself as he watched the Z-senshi and the Ginyuu Force set up the stage.
"Move those mikes a little to the left, Kuririn," Bulma called.
"Okay!" Kuririn moved the mikes a smidgen to the left.
"Perfect!" Bulma smiled. 'I have to admit, this plan is working pretty well.'
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"Hmm hmmm hmm..." Vegeta hummed happily to his reflection in the mirror of his room. (The stage was outside of Capsule Corp.) He flexed his muscles and grinned. "Kaka-chan will have to love me in this outfit."
Since he was the soloist, he decided to wear a light-blue denim shirt (with the sleeves ripped off), blue jeans, and black shoes.
In other words, he looked like a teen heartthrob.
"Heh," he smirked as he posed in the mirror approvingly.
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The background singers (which consisted of Bulma, Chi-chi, 18, Videl, and Goku) all had on light-blue flare jeans and various T-shirts.
Chi-chi's T-shirt was red with a picture of a smiling frying pan on the back, Bulma's was blue and sparkly, Videl and 18 sported white T-shirts (Videl's said "Dude" on it while 18's said "Sweet"), and Goku's T-shirt was pink with an orange dragonball on her chest. She kept pulling at it, but her *ahem* chest size wouldn't let it go over her belly button.
"Enngh! Why is this shirt so _tight_?!"
18, Chi-chi and Bulma sniggered as Goku struggled with the article of clothing.
"Oh Go-chan! You're shirt is sooo ca-yute!" Videl squealed while poking the orange dragonball.
"Um, Videl?"
"Yeah, Goku-san?"
"Couldja' stop poking my boobs?"
Bulma and 18 started laughing while Chi-chi shook her head in disapproval.
Videl blushed. "Whoops! Sorry."
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Piccolo had long given up the search for Popo and decided to raid Dende's stash of European-imported water.
"Ahhh...now that's refreshing," he said, wiping his forehead in commercial-like fashion. -_-;;
He turned on the T.V. to channel 54. "Ohh," Piccolo looked. "There's a concert starting. I wonder what it's about."
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"This is Maikou Tenjou of channel 54 news, live from the Capsule Corp. president's household!" The newswoman walked to where the stage was set. "It seems the people here all have a common problem." She tried to look serious as she read the cue cards.
"It seems that a green man named "Piccolo" has been terrorizing various people with cruel tricks that escalate without instigation."
Maikou smiled nervously. "The people who are putting on this...ah...concert want to warn potential victims of "Piccolo" so they won't be taken by surprise. I guess you watchers out there would call this a "stop-something-before-it-happens scenario". She sniggered. "What ever it may be, I just hope this "green man" won't come after me!"
The crowd that had gathered behind Ms. Tenjou started to cheer as Vegeta, his background singers, and the Ginyuu Force walked onstage.
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"Are we ready, ladies?" Vegeta asked grinning.
Goku batted her eyelashes. "Just start the song, Veggie-chan."
"You got it, babe," he said lovingly. He turned to the Ginyuu Force. "Hit it!"
(Sung to the tune of "Icky Vicky")
(Background singers)
P-I-C-C-Y!
The sound of his name makes the little kids cry!
Ahhh!!!!!!
Vegeta:
Hey Piccy! Why are you so mean?
I know it's not easy for you to be green!
Hey Piccy! Can you explain to me
Why you caused so much trouble and exposed my diary?
(Girls)
Oh! Oh! Oh!!
Vegeta:
A Namek's who's just plain mean
A sour-apple green
He's a cucumber lizard with a ruptured spleen!
(Girls)
Ewww.....
(Jeice starts his guitar solo)
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"WHAAAAAAT?!!!" Piccolo roared, furious. "How DARE they talk about me on television? Rrrrr....VE-JI-TAAAAAH!!!!!!"
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"Mr. Popo is having much fun," Mr. Popo mused as he danced with a girl in the crowd.
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(Vegeta)
Hey Piccy! Can you tell me why?
You keep on pokin' at me like a thorn in my side!
Hey Piccy, you're a mean old thing
(Veggie w/ girls)
But it's your super slimy suckiness that makes us wanna sing!
(Gals and Vegeta)
Icky Piccy!
(Girls)
Eww! Eww!
(Girls and Vegeta)
Icky Piccy!
(Girls)
Eww! Eww!
(Girls and Vegeta)
Icky Piccy!!
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The crowd went wild even though half...okay most of them didn't have a clue who "Piccy" was.
"Whoever this "Piccy" is, he must be a very bad man," said a grandmother to her daughter.
"Mm-hmm!" her granddaughter agreed, licking her ice cream.
Mikou Tenjou ran onstage with her camera crew, bombarding Vegeta with questions.
"That was great, Mr.....uh--"
"Oujisama."
"--Oujisama. Wonderful work!"
Vegeta shifted uneasily. "It's only a one-shot thing, though."
"Awww," the crowd said, disappointed.
Goku swerved in front of Vegeta. "Buuut, we can do an encore, riiiight?" She looked at Vegeta with sparkily eyes.
"Uhhh," Vegeta's face reddened. "For one kiss maybe." He closed his eyes and puckered his lips.
Goku smiled, grabbed Bulma and pushed her lips against Vegeta's.
"Hmmm?" Vegeta opened his eyes slightly to see Bulma kissing him instead of Goku. "Oh well," he murmured and gathered her into his arms. [Awwwwww! :)]
"Phew!" Goku said, relieved. "That was close!"
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"RAAAAAAAAAH!!!"
BOOM! Piccolo blasted the TV to bits in a fit of rage.
"Darn Saiyajin! I hate 'um all!
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Miss Sheba: That's the end.
Chuquita: *chanting* P-I-C-C-Y! The sound of his name makes the little kids cry! Ahhhhh! Hahaha! I loved that song!
Piccolo: Grrrr...
Miss Sheba: *stroking Vegeta's hair* Oh Piccolo, relax. It's only a fic.
Piccolo: *gritting his teeth* Grrrrr...grrrrr...
Vegeta: *whimpers for attention*
Miss Sheba: grins* Aww! C'mere, puppy!
Chuquita: *looks at her watch* Ah ah ah, time to go, Veggie.
Vegeta: *sad*
Miss Sheba: *disappointed* Awww...
Vegeta: *licks her face* Arf!
Miss Sheba: Hahaha! Now that's new.
Chuquita: Well, I'm glad I came here.
Miss Sheba: Yeah, I'm glad too. This is my first and last Corner.
Chuquita: Really?
Miss Sheba: Well of course! The Corner concept is your trademark. I just made up this one so you wouldn't feel nervous in a new habitat.
Chuquita: Cool! I can live with that! :D
Miss Sheba: Bye everyone! Don't forget to review!
Chuquita: Bye!
Piccolo: Grrrr...grrrr...
Vegeta: *bites Piccolo's leg causing the Namek to yelp and run/hop away*
Heh heh. See ya, bakas.