Hey everyone!! I am SO sorry that I haven't updated for ages, I mean, for 2
weeks I was in Portugal for my vacation, and then I guess I was reading too
much, and not writing, so PLEASE forgive me, and here is the next chapter,
Chapter 4, OK, so WHY is the author in this chapter?!?!?
Last time, Chase had a run in with a large boy who was very rude, and
caused Chase to fight him. Then Tash and Chase got to eat. Also, they had
to tidy their room after a couple of Vegeta fans broke in and made a mess.
"That was great!" said Chase, and she burped loudly. "Whoops! Pardon me for being so rude, it was not me, it was my food, it just popped up to say hello, and now its gone back down below!"
Tash sweatdropped along with most of the other students. The bell rang at that moment, and the students ran off.
When Tash and Chase got back to their room, they inspected the door closely, just in case some misfit had booby trapped their room again. Luckily, they found no evidence of tampering, so Tash turned the doorknob, and pushed the door open without going in. Nothing happened, so they searched for trip wires. Again, nothing.
"I think its OK," whispered Tash, whispering in case there would be an avalanche or something.
"OK, but for Kami's sake stop whispering," said Chase. "OK!" said Tash. Both girls looked around the room for the first time since coming to the school. It was really nice. There were bunk beds made of pine. In between the beds, there was a door leading to the bathroom. On the opposite side, was another door, leading to a small kitchen where there was a kettle, a refrigerator, and four cupboards. The main room had two large tables, each with a laptop on it. (AN: One is Chase's the other is Tash's) There was a whole wall of wardrobe space with mirrors on the outside. Next to each bed, there was a little table, the tables for the top beds were attached to the wall next to them. On each table, there was a lamp. There were four chest-of-drawers made of pine, and also some shelves. On the main door, there were several hooks, and a code enter thing (AN: Which is on the outside too!). On a table at the far end of the room, there was a table with a DVD screen TV, which had Digital.
"Sweet! But one thing puzzles me," said Chase,
"What?"
"Why is there a common room, of we already have everything we could ever want in material supplies here?" Tash shrugged, she had no idea.
"Maybe its even more luxurious than this!"
"I have a horrible thought, totally off the subject!" said Chase, looking at her schedule.
"Mmhmm? What?" asked Tash.
"Look what we have first thing on Wednesday."
"Yeah, swimming, so what?" asked Tash.
"Look who's taking us," shuddered Chase.
"Yeah, Master Ro.WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING TAKING SWIMMING!!!??? HE PROBABLY CAN'T EVEN SWIM!!!" yelled Tash.
"Think about it, swimming, Roshi, pervert, swimming, Roshi, pervert," said Chase. Tash was about to say something, when she stopped, and turned blue. She was strangling herself.
"Tash stop, you're going to die!" said Chase, pulling Tash's hands away from her throat.
"Its.better.than.having.that sicko.pervert.taking.us for.swimming," wheezed Tash.
"Come on, its not that bad.OK so maybe it is, but you wanna get back at those baka Vegetarians, don't you?" asked Chase, feeling a bit sick.
"Yeah, I guess you're right. Thanks dudette," said Tash, feeling slightly better, her normal color returning to her face.
"Hey Tash, lets unpack and put our posters up," suggested Chase.
"Yeah, its kinda bleak now isn't it?" replied Tash.
They both dived for their luggage, and pulled out loads of poster tubes, each with about twenty posters in them. When they had finished, not one inch of wall space was left open to the world.
"We'll have to wait until we can fly before we do the ceiling, its too high, and we'll break our necks," said Tash, looking at the ten full poster tubes left in her hands.
"Yeah, I've still got about two hundred posters left," said Chase.
"Me too, lets put them on the cupboards and shelves, and in the kitchen and bathroom," said Tash.
"Yeah!"
When they had finished, all the chest-of-drawers, shelves, tables, and even the TV sides, had been plastered in Goku pictures. The two hybrid Saiya- jins looked around their room in pride and adoration.
"Now that's what I call an unbleakified loyal Gokun's room," said Tash, with feeling. Chase agreed heartily, and they started to unpack their clothes, shoes, video tapes, video games, books, drawing kits, bed stuff, photo albums, cameras, wallets, and other.
"Wow, now I know what Luna meant when she said you have a lot of stuff," said Spirit, poking his head through the open window.
"Hey Spirit, this is Chase, my new buddy. Chase, this is Spirit X, he carried me here," introduced Tash.
"Hi! I got a cloud who was seriously grumpy to carry me here. I think he was called Cumulonimbus, or something like that," said Chase.
"Oh him! He's a nightmare, hates having to carry students to and fro. Gets drunk sometimes, and even then he has a rod up his ass. If clouds have asses that is," remarked Spirit, snorting a bit.
"Ew! Spirit, you got snot all over me!" said Tash.
"Sorry, hey, if you want advice on what to do to those childish bakas, then ask me, I am the master revenger," said Spirit, giving a horsy grin.
"Um, yeah, do you know that it WAS actually them? It could have been another group you know," said Chase, "I mean, we don't want to get the wrong group, or they'll be like, "we didn't do anything to you," so lets actually make sure its them before we do anything."
"Good point, we don't want a war on our hands, it would be messy!" said Tash, wiping the snot off her shoulder, "Yuck!"
Just then, the bell rang, indicating lunchtime.
"Alright! Food!" yelled Chase, punching the air. Tash grinned ecstatically, and zoomed to the door, punching in the code, and running out. The door swung shut in Chase's face, as she was running, and Chase ended up running into the door.
"Well that was clever. I gots to go now, my food is calling me," said Spirit, and he flew off.
"Food Food Food Food Food Food Food!!!" said Tash, dashing along the corridor at breakneck speed (for her anyway). She suddenly bumped into a brick wall.
"Ow!" said the wall. Tash looked up and saw a girl of about nineteen with blonde spiky hair in a ponytail.
"Who are you?" asked Tash, a bit disgruntled as she was missing her lunch, and had just ran into a person that felt like a brick wall to run into.
"I'm Son Natari, what's your name?" said the brick wall.
"Dudette! You're real? Cool! I'm Tash Darkson by the way," said Tash.
"Ya know, I don't exactly like being called an "evil death harpy from frying pan hell" ya know," said Natari.
"No I didn't mean you, but how did you know I said that?" asked Tash, a really confused, and a bit freaked.
"Goten told me some girl called Tash called me that, and since you're the only Tash in this school, I figured it was you," replied Natari.
"Oh, um, ya know it wasn't you who I was talking about, right?" said Tash.
"Yeah, no worries right? Buddies?"
"Buddies," agreed Tash, "but one thing I just want to ask you, why are you here instead of Evil Frying Pan Thing From Hell?"
"I have no clue whatsoever. I mean I came to this school a long time ago when I was like five, and she was here then. I left, then I came back, and she was here a month, and then she disappeared one weekend when I was visiting my family. No one told me why, I don't think they knew. Great name for her though," said Natari, laughing. At this moment, Chase came bounding around the corner with a bruise on her forehead.
"Hey Chase! Where'dya get the head ornament?" asked Tash.
"Because YOU let the fucking door slam me in the face! Now I'm gonna have an ugly purple bruise visible to the rest of the world, and I am gonna be teased no end. Gah! It looks like a third eye!! Stupid door!!!" shouted Chase.
"OK Chase, this is Son Natari. Natari, meet Chase, my new pal," introduced Tash.
"Uh hi! You OK?" said Natari, looking a bit bewildered.
"Hi! I'm not mad any more. But that door is SO annoying because it slammed me in the face," said Chase, shaking hands with Natari with her right hand, and rubbing her forehead with her left.
Tash sniffed the air, she smelled.HOTDOGS!!! Her eyes glazed over, and went out of focus. She grabbed Chase's arm, and dragged her off, yelling, "Sorry Natari, we gotta go! Food Food Food Food Food FOOD!"
Natari stood there, gazing in confusion at the fire on the carpet, caused by the Saiya-jin duo. She clicked her fingers, and the carpet stopped flaming, and was now in pristine condition. She clicked again, and Chase's head stopped hurting.
Well! That was the long awaited Chapter 4!!! I hope you enjoyed reading it!!! Seeya next chapter, and please read all of Washu Kobayashi's fics, they are GREAT, and also Lauryn's fics, they are SO funny. Now push the nice blue button there saying Submit Review, you know you want to! If you do, I'll let you have a place in this fic, just state your name, age, personality, who you're a fan of, it can be in either Sailor Moon, or DBZ, what you look like, what race you want to be, it can be whatever race you choose from either Sailor Moon or DBZ, and whether you want your muse in it. If so, state your muse's stats too. See ya! From Your Friendly Neighborhood Goku-koi Otaku, ~*Natari Son*~
"That was great!" said Chase, and she burped loudly. "Whoops! Pardon me for being so rude, it was not me, it was my food, it just popped up to say hello, and now its gone back down below!"
Tash sweatdropped along with most of the other students. The bell rang at that moment, and the students ran off.
When Tash and Chase got back to their room, they inspected the door closely, just in case some misfit had booby trapped their room again. Luckily, they found no evidence of tampering, so Tash turned the doorknob, and pushed the door open without going in. Nothing happened, so they searched for trip wires. Again, nothing.
"I think its OK," whispered Tash, whispering in case there would be an avalanche or something.
"OK, but for Kami's sake stop whispering," said Chase. "OK!" said Tash. Both girls looked around the room for the first time since coming to the school. It was really nice. There were bunk beds made of pine. In between the beds, there was a door leading to the bathroom. On the opposite side, was another door, leading to a small kitchen where there was a kettle, a refrigerator, and four cupboards. The main room had two large tables, each with a laptop on it. (AN: One is Chase's the other is Tash's) There was a whole wall of wardrobe space with mirrors on the outside. Next to each bed, there was a little table, the tables for the top beds were attached to the wall next to them. On each table, there was a lamp. There were four chest-of-drawers made of pine, and also some shelves. On the main door, there were several hooks, and a code enter thing (AN: Which is on the outside too!). On a table at the far end of the room, there was a table with a DVD screen TV, which had Digital.
"Sweet! But one thing puzzles me," said Chase,
"What?"
"Why is there a common room, of we already have everything we could ever want in material supplies here?" Tash shrugged, she had no idea.
"Maybe its even more luxurious than this!"
"I have a horrible thought, totally off the subject!" said Chase, looking at her schedule.
"Mmhmm? What?" asked Tash.
"Look what we have first thing on Wednesday."
"Yeah, swimming, so what?" asked Tash.
"Look who's taking us," shuddered Chase.
"Yeah, Master Ro.WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING TAKING SWIMMING!!!??? HE PROBABLY CAN'T EVEN SWIM!!!" yelled Tash.
"Think about it, swimming, Roshi, pervert, swimming, Roshi, pervert," said Chase. Tash was about to say something, when she stopped, and turned blue. She was strangling herself.
"Tash stop, you're going to die!" said Chase, pulling Tash's hands away from her throat.
"Its.better.than.having.that sicko.pervert.taking.us for.swimming," wheezed Tash.
"Come on, its not that bad.OK so maybe it is, but you wanna get back at those baka Vegetarians, don't you?" asked Chase, feeling a bit sick.
"Yeah, I guess you're right. Thanks dudette," said Tash, feeling slightly better, her normal color returning to her face.
"Hey Tash, lets unpack and put our posters up," suggested Chase.
"Yeah, its kinda bleak now isn't it?" replied Tash.
They both dived for their luggage, and pulled out loads of poster tubes, each with about twenty posters in them. When they had finished, not one inch of wall space was left open to the world.
"We'll have to wait until we can fly before we do the ceiling, its too high, and we'll break our necks," said Tash, looking at the ten full poster tubes left in her hands.
"Yeah, I've still got about two hundred posters left," said Chase.
"Me too, lets put them on the cupboards and shelves, and in the kitchen and bathroom," said Tash.
"Yeah!"
When they had finished, all the chest-of-drawers, shelves, tables, and even the TV sides, had been plastered in Goku pictures. The two hybrid Saiya- jins looked around their room in pride and adoration.
"Now that's what I call an unbleakified loyal Gokun's room," said Tash, with feeling. Chase agreed heartily, and they started to unpack their clothes, shoes, video tapes, video games, books, drawing kits, bed stuff, photo albums, cameras, wallets, and other.
"Wow, now I know what Luna meant when she said you have a lot of stuff," said Spirit, poking his head through the open window.
"Hey Spirit, this is Chase, my new buddy. Chase, this is Spirit X, he carried me here," introduced Tash.
"Hi! I got a cloud who was seriously grumpy to carry me here. I think he was called Cumulonimbus, or something like that," said Chase.
"Oh him! He's a nightmare, hates having to carry students to and fro. Gets drunk sometimes, and even then he has a rod up his ass. If clouds have asses that is," remarked Spirit, snorting a bit.
"Ew! Spirit, you got snot all over me!" said Tash.
"Sorry, hey, if you want advice on what to do to those childish bakas, then ask me, I am the master revenger," said Spirit, giving a horsy grin.
"Um, yeah, do you know that it WAS actually them? It could have been another group you know," said Chase, "I mean, we don't want to get the wrong group, or they'll be like, "we didn't do anything to you," so lets actually make sure its them before we do anything."
"Good point, we don't want a war on our hands, it would be messy!" said Tash, wiping the snot off her shoulder, "Yuck!"
Just then, the bell rang, indicating lunchtime.
"Alright! Food!" yelled Chase, punching the air. Tash grinned ecstatically, and zoomed to the door, punching in the code, and running out. The door swung shut in Chase's face, as she was running, and Chase ended up running into the door.
"Well that was clever. I gots to go now, my food is calling me," said Spirit, and he flew off.
"Food Food Food Food Food Food Food!!!" said Tash, dashing along the corridor at breakneck speed (for her anyway). She suddenly bumped into a brick wall.
"Ow!" said the wall. Tash looked up and saw a girl of about nineteen with blonde spiky hair in a ponytail.
"Who are you?" asked Tash, a bit disgruntled as she was missing her lunch, and had just ran into a person that felt like a brick wall to run into.
"I'm Son Natari, what's your name?" said the brick wall.
"Dudette! You're real? Cool! I'm Tash Darkson by the way," said Tash.
"Ya know, I don't exactly like being called an "evil death harpy from frying pan hell" ya know," said Natari.
"No I didn't mean you, but how did you know I said that?" asked Tash, a really confused, and a bit freaked.
"Goten told me some girl called Tash called me that, and since you're the only Tash in this school, I figured it was you," replied Natari.
"Oh, um, ya know it wasn't you who I was talking about, right?" said Tash.
"Yeah, no worries right? Buddies?"
"Buddies," agreed Tash, "but one thing I just want to ask you, why are you here instead of Evil Frying Pan Thing From Hell?"
"I have no clue whatsoever. I mean I came to this school a long time ago when I was like five, and she was here then. I left, then I came back, and she was here a month, and then she disappeared one weekend when I was visiting my family. No one told me why, I don't think they knew. Great name for her though," said Natari, laughing. At this moment, Chase came bounding around the corner with a bruise on her forehead.
"Hey Chase! Where'dya get the head ornament?" asked Tash.
"Because YOU let the fucking door slam me in the face! Now I'm gonna have an ugly purple bruise visible to the rest of the world, and I am gonna be teased no end. Gah! It looks like a third eye!! Stupid door!!!" shouted Chase.
"OK Chase, this is Son Natari. Natari, meet Chase, my new pal," introduced Tash.
"Uh hi! You OK?" said Natari, looking a bit bewildered.
"Hi! I'm not mad any more. But that door is SO annoying because it slammed me in the face," said Chase, shaking hands with Natari with her right hand, and rubbing her forehead with her left.
Tash sniffed the air, she smelled.HOTDOGS!!! Her eyes glazed over, and went out of focus. She grabbed Chase's arm, and dragged her off, yelling, "Sorry Natari, we gotta go! Food Food Food Food Food FOOD!"
Natari stood there, gazing in confusion at the fire on the carpet, caused by the Saiya-jin duo. She clicked her fingers, and the carpet stopped flaming, and was now in pristine condition. She clicked again, and Chase's head stopped hurting.
Well! That was the long awaited Chapter 4!!! I hope you enjoyed reading it!!! Seeya next chapter, and please read all of Washu Kobayashi's fics, they are GREAT, and also Lauryn's fics, they are SO funny. Now push the nice blue button there saying Submit Review, you know you want to! If you do, I'll let you have a place in this fic, just state your name, age, personality, who you're a fan of, it can be in either Sailor Moon, or DBZ, what you look like, what race you want to be, it can be whatever race you choose from either Sailor Moon or DBZ, and whether you want your muse in it. If so, state your muse's stats too. See ya! From Your Friendly Neighborhood Goku-koi Otaku, ~*Natari Son*~