Hello again! I am soooo sorry for taking so long to write this chapter!!!!!
But, I did raise my grade in English to a C+ in only a week!!! Yahoo! My
parents aren't watching me like a hawk anymore! I can write more freely!!!!
Did you know that my parents tried to put a block on Fanfiction.net? Arg,
how stupid can they get? Anyway, I wrote about half of this at Kellogg MS
during an orientation/introduction thing for my little bro (AKA Chronos)
yeah, he's only 11. Or 12. Or 11. Yes, I think it's 11. Anyway, I may be a
little weird 'cause I feel wacky!!!!!!
This chapter will be Spice-oriented, so BEWARE! (Not BEWATER, as I accidentally wrote the first time…). Yes, this chapter has the Spice Girls AND the Spice Boys!!!!!!!!! BUAhHAHHAhahaha! ^_* (Yes, my kitty got into a fight…bad girl!)
Response to reviews:
I can't respond to reviews because my stupid @#$% of a mother just told me, "No going online today!" Oh joy. Looks like this is coming out a day late. I'll write in something nasty just for my *clenches teeth, sarcasm dripping off her words* wonderful mother. Hmph. I'm straining to keep this bit G- rated.
Well, on with the story!
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"Goku, that isn't your brother. Radditz is your brother, not Turles." Reminded Chi Chi, who was somehow able to read Goku's mind.
"Oh. I knew that."
"Of course you did." Sigh.
(time passes)
Suddenly, for lack of a better idea, the mysterious figure sat up. The last few masks fell off its face. The mysterious figure was really ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… ……………..(this is cruel, isn't it?) ………………………………………… … ….……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………(okay, okay, I'll stop) …………..
(dramatic music plays)
BABY SPICE?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!!!!!!
"What?!" yelped Gohan, "Baby Spice? This is weird."
"No kidding." Muttered the author, who was typing on a laptop in the room with the others.
"Ah-HA! Baby Spice! We have discovered your hiding place! Your little friends can't help you know! Buahahahahahahaaaaaaaa!" A figure wearing Saiyan armor stepped forwards, revealing it to be Spice. Yes, Spice; the evil leader of the Spice Boys, working under Garlic Jr. The other three members stepped in behind their leader; all were smirking evilly.
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If by now you're wondering who the heck the Spice Boys are, here is DragonballZ.com's official explanation:
"The Spice Boys consist of four evil warriors who are under the command of Garlic Jr. They are strong, brave, evil, and totally devoted to Garlic Jr. They give the saga a bit of a comical edge with their names: Mustard, Spice, Salt and Vinegar. The leader is Spice, a white-headed villain and the most handsome of the four. Salt is a short and stubby orange-colored rogue. Both Vinegar and Mustard are large, brawny, muscle men."
Now, you should be even more confused. Hahahahaaa! On with the fic!
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"Oh yeah?" came the challenging voice of Sporty Spice, followed by the appearances of herself, Ginger Spice, Posh Spice, and Scary Spice.
"Ah-HA! (He doesn't really talk like that, I was bored…) So, you have decided to show yourselves! Well…" blah, blah, blah.
The two groups continued tossing verbal insults at each other. Goku, Gohan, Goten, Chi Chi, Trunks, and Bulma all looked on in confusion.
"This is ridiculous." Snorted Trunks, staring at the odd scene in front of him.
The author, sensing the need for a plot device (hee hee), brought Shenlong back into the story.
"Ohhhhhhhhh SSHHHHEEEENNNNLLLONNGG!!!!!!!! Guess what! You get to be back in the story!" the author grabbed the stunned dragon and dragged him into the room where everyone else was.
(Where are they? Hmm…I suppose they're still at Capsule Corp. how…wacky.)
"Have fun, Shenlong!" Turning to leave, the author noticed something.
"Shenlong, what is in your mouth?" she demanded, very suspicious.
"Nuhphig!" Unfortunately for the dragon, Vegeta had, at that moment, become sick and tired of being squished. Powering up to SSJ, (or: 'Supaa Saiya-Jiiiinnn' as the cute widdle guys say in the Japanese version…) he forcefully opened the Eternal Dragon's fanged mouth and jumped out.
"Vegeta!" gasped Bulma. She jumped up and gave him a big hug, followed quickly by the author.
"Where on Chikyuu (earth) have you been?! I was looking everywhere for you!" exclaimed the author. Just then, the author's little brother poked his head into the room.
"Oh. I see." The author smiled grimly and an anvil came crashing down.
(Landing on her annoying mother! Ha HA! I win! Wahoo! *does a little dance* Okay, here we go…)
"Ow…"
"Ha ha. Serves you right, messing about with my favourite characters. Hmph." Snorted the author as she watched a curious Utahraptor (my very favourite dinosaur!!! Read the book Raptor Red, it is incredible!!) kick the anvil, and her brother, out a window. Giggle.
Bulma suddenly realized that she was covered in dragon spit from hugging Vegeta.
"Yuck!" the author soon realized what was the matter and glared at Shenlong.
"What?" he asked, a little nervous.
"You, " she said, pronouncing her words with a deadly inflection. "drool."
"What!"
"Look at us! A genius-caliber scientist," Bulma smiled, "the Prince of all Saiyans," Vegeta smirked, "and the (slightly unstable, I'll give you that) author ARE COVERED IN DRAGON SPIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now what are you going to do about this?"
Shenlong brought out a camera.
"I don't think so."
A sponge?
"Getting closer."
The Eternal Dragon timidly pulled out a large mop. The author sighed.
"I'll take care of it…" all of the drool left the three and massed into a slimy blob.
The blob jiggled in place for a minute, then wafted over to the other side of the room and exploded. Globs of spit slammed into the unsuspecting Spice people. Mustard was hit by an especially big glob and was knocked out. No one really cares. La la la.
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As I (obviously) can't think of anything else to type, this chapter will end here. Yes, it's shorter than the last one, but it is funnier. I hope. *_* (Whoa! TWO black eyes on my kitty now, what a naughty girl!) *attention turns to TV* Yay! Zoids is over! Time for Dragonball! And next is Dragonball Z! YIPPIIIEIEEE!!!!!!!!!
This chapter will be Spice-oriented, so BEWARE! (Not BEWATER, as I accidentally wrote the first time…). Yes, this chapter has the Spice Girls AND the Spice Boys!!!!!!!!! BUAhHAHHAhahaha! ^_* (Yes, my kitty got into a fight…bad girl!)
Response to reviews:
I can't respond to reviews because my stupid @#$% of a mother just told me, "No going online today!" Oh joy. Looks like this is coming out a day late. I'll write in something nasty just for my *clenches teeth, sarcasm dripping off her words* wonderful mother. Hmph. I'm straining to keep this bit G- rated.
Well, on with the story!
***
"Goku, that isn't your brother. Radditz is your brother, not Turles." Reminded Chi Chi, who was somehow able to read Goku's mind.
"Oh. I knew that."
"Of course you did." Sigh.
(time passes)
Suddenly, for lack of a better idea, the mysterious figure sat up. The last few masks fell off its face. The mysterious figure was really ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… ……………..(this is cruel, isn't it?) ………………………………………… … ….……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………(okay, okay, I'll stop) …………..
(dramatic music plays)
BABY SPICE?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!!!!!!
"What?!" yelped Gohan, "Baby Spice? This is weird."
"No kidding." Muttered the author, who was typing on a laptop in the room with the others.
"Ah-HA! Baby Spice! We have discovered your hiding place! Your little friends can't help you know! Buahahahahahahaaaaaaaa!" A figure wearing Saiyan armor stepped forwards, revealing it to be Spice. Yes, Spice; the evil leader of the Spice Boys, working under Garlic Jr. The other three members stepped in behind their leader; all were smirking evilly.
-----
If by now you're wondering who the heck the Spice Boys are, here is DragonballZ.com's official explanation:
"The Spice Boys consist of four evil warriors who are under the command of Garlic Jr. They are strong, brave, evil, and totally devoted to Garlic Jr. They give the saga a bit of a comical edge with their names: Mustard, Spice, Salt and Vinegar. The leader is Spice, a white-headed villain and the most handsome of the four. Salt is a short and stubby orange-colored rogue. Both Vinegar and Mustard are large, brawny, muscle men."
Now, you should be even more confused. Hahahahaaa! On with the fic!
-----
"Oh yeah?" came the challenging voice of Sporty Spice, followed by the appearances of herself, Ginger Spice, Posh Spice, and Scary Spice.
"Ah-HA! (He doesn't really talk like that, I was bored…) So, you have decided to show yourselves! Well…" blah, blah, blah.
The two groups continued tossing verbal insults at each other. Goku, Gohan, Goten, Chi Chi, Trunks, and Bulma all looked on in confusion.
"This is ridiculous." Snorted Trunks, staring at the odd scene in front of him.
The author, sensing the need for a plot device (hee hee), brought Shenlong back into the story.
"Ohhhhhhhhh SSHHHHEEEENNNNLLLONNGG!!!!!!!! Guess what! You get to be back in the story!" the author grabbed the stunned dragon and dragged him into the room where everyone else was.
(Where are they? Hmm…I suppose they're still at Capsule Corp. how…wacky.)
"Have fun, Shenlong!" Turning to leave, the author noticed something.
"Shenlong, what is in your mouth?" she demanded, very suspicious.
"Nuhphig!" Unfortunately for the dragon, Vegeta had, at that moment, become sick and tired of being squished. Powering up to SSJ, (or: 'Supaa Saiya-Jiiiinnn' as the cute widdle guys say in the Japanese version…) he forcefully opened the Eternal Dragon's fanged mouth and jumped out.
"Vegeta!" gasped Bulma. She jumped up and gave him a big hug, followed quickly by the author.
"Where on Chikyuu (earth) have you been?! I was looking everywhere for you!" exclaimed the author. Just then, the author's little brother poked his head into the room.
"Oh. I see." The author smiled grimly and an anvil came crashing down.
(Landing on her annoying mother! Ha HA! I win! Wahoo! *does a little dance* Okay, here we go…)
"Ow…"
"Ha ha. Serves you right, messing about with my favourite characters. Hmph." Snorted the author as she watched a curious Utahraptor (my very favourite dinosaur!!! Read the book Raptor Red, it is incredible!!) kick the anvil, and her brother, out a window. Giggle.
Bulma suddenly realized that she was covered in dragon spit from hugging Vegeta.
"Yuck!" the author soon realized what was the matter and glared at Shenlong.
"What?" he asked, a little nervous.
"You, " she said, pronouncing her words with a deadly inflection. "drool."
"What!"
"Look at us! A genius-caliber scientist," Bulma smiled, "the Prince of all Saiyans," Vegeta smirked, "and the (slightly unstable, I'll give you that) author ARE COVERED IN DRAGON SPIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now what are you going to do about this?"
Shenlong brought out a camera.
"I don't think so."
A sponge?
"Getting closer."
The Eternal Dragon timidly pulled out a large mop. The author sighed.
"I'll take care of it…" all of the drool left the three and massed into a slimy blob.
The blob jiggled in place for a minute, then wafted over to the other side of the room and exploded. Globs of spit slammed into the unsuspecting Spice people. Mustard was hit by an especially big glob and was knocked out. No one really cares. La la la.
***
As I (obviously) can't think of anything else to type, this chapter will end here. Yes, it's shorter than the last one, but it is funnier. I hope. *_* (Whoa! TWO black eyes on my kitty now, what a naughty girl!) *attention turns to TV* Yay! Zoids is over! Time for Dragonball! And next is Dragonball Z! YIPPIIIEIEEE!!!!!!!!!