Chapter Two: The Night of One-Eyed Barf
"We got Marron…?" Trunks cocked his head. "But…"
"If Marron is the second strongest," Eighteen said. "Then who's the strongest…?"
Trunks and Goten looked at each other, then quickly started to play the game again. "I bet it's Teale!" Piccolo exclaimed with a proud smile.
"It's bedtime, you two." Bulma told them.
"Oh, but-" Goten started.
"No buts, Goten." Chi-Chi said, shaking her finger.
*~*~*
"Alright, you two settle down and go to sleep!" Bulma exclaimed.
"Okay, Mom!" Bulma closed the door and Trunks turned on the lamp. "So what can we do?"
"But, Trunks!" Goten protested. "We just told your Mom we would go to sleep!"
"I know, I know," Trunks said. "But we're not gonna get to sleep anytime SOON!"
"Oh, alright…" Goten agreed, feeling a bit guilty.
"So…. we can play cards!"
"Okay!"
*~*~*
"This is so boring!" Trunks stifled a yawn. The two were playing Old Maid. "And you keep getting all the matches!"
"Hey! I got a pair!" Goten was almost on cue. Trunks held out a hand, pointing at Goten.
"See?"
"Another pair!"
"UGH!!!!!"
"What?" Goten looked up at him. Trunks shook his head.
"Forget it…" Trunks sighed. "Isn't there anything else we can do?"
"Why do you want to change the game?" Goten asked. "It's fun!"
"Only when you're winning!" Trunks told him.
"Trunks, it's not whether you win or lose, but how you play." (A/n: That's Treize Khushrenada's (Gundam Wing) quote, with a one-word change.)
"Whatever." Trunks started looking around the room for a game.
"Hey, another pair!" Goten exclaimed. Trunks continued looking. "And another pair!" Trunks could feel his envy rising. "ANOTHER pair!" Trunks clenched his fists. "And ANOTHER pair!" Trunks growled. "Hey, another-"
"SHUT UP, ALREADY!!!!!!" Goten blinked.
"What-"
"It's bad enough I can't play the game, but you have to go and RUB it in!!!" Goten's face went red and Trunks realized that he was holding in a laugh. "Go ahead…"
"AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!" Goten cracked up laughing. "You can't play Old Maid!?"
Goten started laughing again and Trunks crossed his arms. "Ha, ha, very funny…"
"I'm sorry, but I've never met anybody who can't play Old Maid!" Goten exclaimed. Trunks rolled his eyes and his eye caught something: the bedside table! Trunks grinned.
"Hey, Goten, you want to play with my goo?"
"Your goo?" This hushed Goten's snickering.
"Yeah!" Trunks pulled a cylinder container out of the drawer on the bedside table and opened the container to reveal slimy, gooey, barf-colored goo with chunks of darker shades of goo and two glue-on eyeballs floating inside it. He dumped it out into Goten's hands and put the container on the bedside table. Goten giggled.
"It's SLIMEY!"
"I like to call him 'Captain Barf'." Trunks told him (A/n: and let me tell you one thing, it DOES look like barf!). Goten laughed as he started to squish it into different shapes.
"Look! You can squish his eyeballs up to the surface!" One of Captain Barf's eyeballs rose to the top his puke-colored goo, and popped out because of the pressure Goten was putting on it. Goten immediately stopped laughing. "Oops!"
Trunks leaned over and started to look for the eyeball. "I guess he's 'One-Eyed Barf' now!"
"I'm sorry…!" Goten apologized.
"It's okay." Trunks forgave him. "I'm not gonna hate you just for losing his eye!"
Goten smiled. "Thanks, Trunks!" Trunks nodded.
"How about we make him into different shapes?"
"Okay!" Goten folded the goo into a long, shape. "Look, Trunks! It's a WEENER dog!"
Goten opened his mouth like he was going to eat it. Trunks started trembling. "Images…" Trunks shook his head. "Let's do something else!"
Goten nodded. "Alright…"
"How about…" Trunks looked around the room. "How about we throw him like a baseball?"
"Okay!" Trunks jumped off the bed, took One-Eyed Barf, and threw him across the bed to Goten. Goten laughed, ran sideways a little and caught the goo.
"Catch, Trunks!" Goten threw him back across the room. Trunks caught him. Trunks threw him back and cupped his hands to his mouth:
"Barf away!!!" Goten laughed and caught the goo. They heard footsteps and quickly got back into bed.
Bulma opened the door to find the two boys asleep. "I thought I heard noise…" Bulma glanced around the room and spotted the lamp. "Why is the lamp on…?"
"Uh-oh!" Goten whispered. Trunks opened one eye and watched his mother walk over to the bedside table. Bulma looked at him.
"Ugh!" Trunks closed his eyes tightly.
"Hm…" Bulma shrugged and turned off the lamp. She kissed Trunks' cheek and walked out of the room, closing the door after her. The two Chibi-Saiyans sat up immediately.
"That was close!" Goten exclaimed. Trunks nodded.
"Yeah…" Trunks leaned over and turned on the lamp. He looked at Goten. "Still got One-Eyed Barf?"
Goten nodded and help his hand up, revealing the goo that could make you puke if you saw it in the wrong lighting. "Yeah!"
"Good!" Trunks looked at the door. "Well, I guess we'll have to stay in bed. My Mom might hear us, otherwise…"
"We could throw it in the air!" Goten suggested.
"Okay!" Trunks and Goten turned to face each other, sitting cross-legged. Goten threw One-Eyed Barf in the air and Trunks caught him. Trunks threw him into the air, laughing, and Goten caught him. Goten laughed and threw One-Eyed Barf up higher than he meant to. The two looked up at the ceiling. "Where did he go…?"
SPLAT! They looked at Trunks' shirt to find One-Eyed Barf had somehow managed to splat his gooey body onto the front of Trunks' shirt without them noticing. One-eyed Barf peeled off of Trunks' shirt and Goten started laughing, for One-Eyed Barf, our nasty little pirate of goo, had left a puke-looking residue on the front of Trunks' yellow shirt. "It looks like you puked on yourself!"
"Oh, man!" Trunks exclaimed. "Now I have to go change my shirt! I'll be right back…"
Trunks left the room to give his shirt to his mother, so she could wash it, and to change his shirt. Goten picked up the devious One-Eyed Barf and looked at the sheets. He wondered if he could get Trunks to sit on it… oh, what the heck!? The sheets were white! The light was on! Trunks was BOUND to see the puke-colored goo! …or so he thought.
"I'm back!" Trunks closed the door, walked over to the bed, and sat RIGHT down on the goo. (Goten: O_O) Goten stared at where the goo used to be and Trunks blinked, perceiving his friend's silence. "Um… Goten? Goten?" Trunks looked at Goten's hands, realizing that he was no longer holding their gooey friend… or was it a foe? "Goten, where's One-Eyed Barf?"
Goten cracked up laughing and pointed at where One-Eyed Barf was being sat on. Trunks jumped up, looking around frantically. "What!? Where is he!?"
"You-you-you-you sat on him!" Goten stuttered. He cracked up laughing again.
"WHAT!?" Trunks pulled the large shirt around to look at the back of it. There, squished against his light gray shirt that he had JUST changed into- was a flattened, slimy, familiar object: One-Eyed Barf. "Goten!" Trunks whined. But his friend only continued laughing. Trunks peeled One-Eyed Barf off of his shirt, and he left the SAME sticky residue. "Now I have to go change my shirt again…!"
Goten continued laughing and his friend left the room muttering insults.
*~*~*
"Mom, Mom! Goten put my goo on the bed and I sat on it!" Trunks exclaimed.
"You two…!" Bulma took his shirt off and Vegeta walked into the laundry room. He spotted the pieces of One-Eyed Barf and took a step backwards.
"Great NAMEK, what is that!?"
"It's One-Eyed Barf, dear," Bulma told him. "Goten and Trunks are playing with his goo."
"Oh." Vegeta tilted his head, popping his neck. "I knew that!"
"Okay, Trunks, now this is your LAST warning." Bulma told her son. "Now put on this shirt and go to sleep!"
"Okay, Mom!
*~*~*
Goten finally controlled his laughter and looked at One-Eyed Barf, who had left a few pieces of himself on the bed. Goten peeled them off and dropped them onto the floor. He thought about putting the goo back on the bed again… but that was just too mean! The door opened and Trunks walked in. "Oh, hey, Trunks!"
"Hi!" Trunks walked over to the bed and looked at the sheets, to make sure the goo wasn't there again.
"Oh, you know me all too well." Goten said, shaking his head. Trunks smiled and sat down. He spotted One-Eyed Barf, who was sitting in Goten's hands. "No more One-Eyed Barf for tonight, okay?"
"Okay…" Trunks took One-Eyed Barf from Goten and shoved him back into his container.
"And STAY there until all of your little goo disintegrates!!!" Trunks yelled at him. "Of course, your eyeball will have to stay, but the rest of you will have to LEAVE!!!!"
"Trunks, that wasn't nice." Goten told his friend after Trunks closed the lid. Trunks shrugged.
"Whatever." Trunks turned off the lamp and the two got comfy in their bed.
"Hey, that was pretty funny, huh?" Trunks was silent for a moment.
"Goten?"
"Yeah, Trunks…?" There was a short pause.
"Go to SLEEP!"
Well thank goodness that's over! In the next chapter, when everyone wakes up in the morning...THERE'S SNOW!!! What will happen when Goten introduces his new, life-saving friend to the group? LOADS OF SNOWY FUN!!!!! Find out next time on FHI: Winter on FHI!
"We got Marron…?" Trunks cocked his head. "But…"
"If Marron is the second strongest," Eighteen said. "Then who's the strongest…?"
Trunks and Goten looked at each other, then quickly started to play the game again. "I bet it's Teale!" Piccolo exclaimed with a proud smile.
"It's bedtime, you two." Bulma told them.
"Oh, but-" Goten started.
"No buts, Goten." Chi-Chi said, shaking her finger.
*~*~*
"Alright, you two settle down and go to sleep!" Bulma exclaimed.
"Okay, Mom!" Bulma closed the door and Trunks turned on the lamp. "So what can we do?"
"But, Trunks!" Goten protested. "We just told your Mom we would go to sleep!"
"I know, I know," Trunks said. "But we're not gonna get to sleep anytime SOON!"
"Oh, alright…" Goten agreed, feeling a bit guilty.
"So…. we can play cards!"
"Okay!"
*~*~*
"This is so boring!" Trunks stifled a yawn. The two were playing Old Maid. "And you keep getting all the matches!"
"Hey! I got a pair!" Goten was almost on cue. Trunks held out a hand, pointing at Goten.
"See?"
"Another pair!"
"UGH!!!!!"
"What?" Goten looked up at him. Trunks shook his head.
"Forget it…" Trunks sighed. "Isn't there anything else we can do?"
"Why do you want to change the game?" Goten asked. "It's fun!"
"Only when you're winning!" Trunks told him.
"Trunks, it's not whether you win or lose, but how you play." (A/n: That's Treize Khushrenada's (Gundam Wing) quote, with a one-word change.)
"Whatever." Trunks started looking around the room for a game.
"Hey, another pair!" Goten exclaimed. Trunks continued looking. "And another pair!" Trunks could feel his envy rising. "ANOTHER pair!" Trunks clenched his fists. "And ANOTHER pair!" Trunks growled. "Hey, another-"
"SHUT UP, ALREADY!!!!!!" Goten blinked.
"What-"
"It's bad enough I can't play the game, but you have to go and RUB it in!!!" Goten's face went red and Trunks realized that he was holding in a laugh. "Go ahead…"
"AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!" Goten cracked up laughing. "You can't play Old Maid!?"
Goten started laughing again and Trunks crossed his arms. "Ha, ha, very funny…"
"I'm sorry, but I've never met anybody who can't play Old Maid!" Goten exclaimed. Trunks rolled his eyes and his eye caught something: the bedside table! Trunks grinned.
"Hey, Goten, you want to play with my goo?"
"Your goo?" This hushed Goten's snickering.
"Yeah!" Trunks pulled a cylinder container out of the drawer on the bedside table and opened the container to reveal slimy, gooey, barf-colored goo with chunks of darker shades of goo and two glue-on eyeballs floating inside it. He dumped it out into Goten's hands and put the container on the bedside table. Goten giggled.
"It's SLIMEY!"
"I like to call him 'Captain Barf'." Trunks told him (A/n: and let me tell you one thing, it DOES look like barf!). Goten laughed as he started to squish it into different shapes.
"Look! You can squish his eyeballs up to the surface!" One of Captain Barf's eyeballs rose to the top his puke-colored goo, and popped out because of the pressure Goten was putting on it. Goten immediately stopped laughing. "Oops!"
Trunks leaned over and started to look for the eyeball. "I guess he's 'One-Eyed Barf' now!"
"I'm sorry…!" Goten apologized.
"It's okay." Trunks forgave him. "I'm not gonna hate you just for losing his eye!"
Goten smiled. "Thanks, Trunks!" Trunks nodded.
"How about we make him into different shapes?"
"Okay!" Goten folded the goo into a long, shape. "Look, Trunks! It's a WEENER dog!"
Goten opened his mouth like he was going to eat it. Trunks started trembling. "Images…" Trunks shook his head. "Let's do something else!"
Goten nodded. "Alright…"
"How about…" Trunks looked around the room. "How about we throw him like a baseball?"
"Okay!" Trunks jumped off the bed, took One-Eyed Barf, and threw him across the bed to Goten. Goten laughed, ran sideways a little and caught the goo.
"Catch, Trunks!" Goten threw him back across the room. Trunks caught him. Trunks threw him back and cupped his hands to his mouth:
"Barf away!!!" Goten laughed and caught the goo. They heard footsteps and quickly got back into bed.
Bulma opened the door to find the two boys asleep. "I thought I heard noise…" Bulma glanced around the room and spotted the lamp. "Why is the lamp on…?"
"Uh-oh!" Goten whispered. Trunks opened one eye and watched his mother walk over to the bedside table. Bulma looked at him.
"Ugh!" Trunks closed his eyes tightly.
"Hm…" Bulma shrugged and turned off the lamp. She kissed Trunks' cheek and walked out of the room, closing the door after her. The two Chibi-Saiyans sat up immediately.
"That was close!" Goten exclaimed. Trunks nodded.
"Yeah…" Trunks leaned over and turned on the lamp. He looked at Goten. "Still got One-Eyed Barf?"
Goten nodded and help his hand up, revealing the goo that could make you puke if you saw it in the wrong lighting. "Yeah!"
"Good!" Trunks looked at the door. "Well, I guess we'll have to stay in bed. My Mom might hear us, otherwise…"
"We could throw it in the air!" Goten suggested.
"Okay!" Trunks and Goten turned to face each other, sitting cross-legged. Goten threw One-Eyed Barf in the air and Trunks caught him. Trunks threw him into the air, laughing, and Goten caught him. Goten laughed and threw One-Eyed Barf up higher than he meant to. The two looked up at the ceiling. "Where did he go…?"
SPLAT! They looked at Trunks' shirt to find One-Eyed Barf had somehow managed to splat his gooey body onto the front of Trunks' shirt without them noticing. One-eyed Barf peeled off of Trunks' shirt and Goten started laughing, for One-Eyed Barf, our nasty little pirate of goo, had left a puke-looking residue on the front of Trunks' yellow shirt. "It looks like you puked on yourself!"
"Oh, man!" Trunks exclaimed. "Now I have to go change my shirt! I'll be right back…"
Trunks left the room to give his shirt to his mother, so she could wash it, and to change his shirt. Goten picked up the devious One-Eyed Barf and looked at the sheets. He wondered if he could get Trunks to sit on it… oh, what the heck!? The sheets were white! The light was on! Trunks was BOUND to see the puke-colored goo! …or so he thought.
"I'm back!" Trunks closed the door, walked over to the bed, and sat RIGHT down on the goo. (Goten: O_O) Goten stared at where the goo used to be and Trunks blinked, perceiving his friend's silence. "Um… Goten? Goten?" Trunks looked at Goten's hands, realizing that he was no longer holding their gooey friend… or was it a foe? "Goten, where's One-Eyed Barf?"
Goten cracked up laughing and pointed at where One-Eyed Barf was being sat on. Trunks jumped up, looking around frantically. "What!? Where is he!?"
"You-you-you-you sat on him!" Goten stuttered. He cracked up laughing again.
"WHAT!?" Trunks pulled the large shirt around to look at the back of it. There, squished against his light gray shirt that he had JUST changed into- was a flattened, slimy, familiar object: One-Eyed Barf. "Goten!" Trunks whined. But his friend only continued laughing. Trunks peeled One-Eyed Barf off of his shirt, and he left the SAME sticky residue. "Now I have to go change my shirt again…!"
Goten continued laughing and his friend left the room muttering insults.
*~*~*
"Mom, Mom! Goten put my goo on the bed and I sat on it!" Trunks exclaimed.
"You two…!" Bulma took his shirt off and Vegeta walked into the laundry room. He spotted the pieces of One-Eyed Barf and took a step backwards.
"Great NAMEK, what is that!?"
"It's One-Eyed Barf, dear," Bulma told him. "Goten and Trunks are playing with his goo."
"Oh." Vegeta tilted his head, popping his neck. "I knew that!"
"Okay, Trunks, now this is your LAST warning." Bulma told her son. "Now put on this shirt and go to sleep!"
"Okay, Mom!
*~*~*
Goten finally controlled his laughter and looked at One-Eyed Barf, who had left a few pieces of himself on the bed. Goten peeled them off and dropped them onto the floor. He thought about putting the goo back on the bed again… but that was just too mean! The door opened and Trunks walked in. "Oh, hey, Trunks!"
"Hi!" Trunks walked over to the bed and looked at the sheets, to make sure the goo wasn't there again.
"Oh, you know me all too well." Goten said, shaking his head. Trunks smiled and sat down. He spotted One-Eyed Barf, who was sitting in Goten's hands. "No more One-Eyed Barf for tonight, okay?"
"Okay…" Trunks took One-Eyed Barf from Goten and shoved him back into his container.
"And STAY there until all of your little goo disintegrates!!!" Trunks yelled at him. "Of course, your eyeball will have to stay, but the rest of you will have to LEAVE!!!!"
"Trunks, that wasn't nice." Goten told his friend after Trunks closed the lid. Trunks shrugged.
"Whatever." Trunks turned off the lamp and the two got comfy in their bed.
"Hey, that was pretty funny, huh?" Trunks was silent for a moment.
"Goten?"
"Yeah, Trunks…?" There was a short pause.
"Go to SLEEP!"
Well thank goodness that's over! In the next chapter, when everyone wakes up in the morning...THERE'S SNOW!!! What will happen when Goten introduces his new, life-saving friend to the group? LOADS OF SNOWY FUN!!!!! Find out next time on FHI: Winter on FHI!