Kim: ALL RIGHT! Another chappie for my loyal readers! I love you all so
much! A few people have already added me to their buddy list. Remember!
KimCoffey114@hotmail.com! I LOVE YOU!
Gohan: Kim's hyper because she has three pounds of candy from trick-or- treating last night. And she hasn't even eaten any of it!
Kim: Eeeeeee! I heart candy! YEAH BUDDY!
Gohan: -Runs up to camera- Save me.
-Darth Anthony appears-
D.A.: Hello!
Kim: WOWIE KABOOTLES! IT'S A GUY!
D.A.: Ummm...Yes. I'm a guy.
Kim: Would you like some candy Darth Anthony?! -Hands D.A. a Hershey bar-
D.A.: ^_^ Yeah! -Takes bite-
Gohan: NOOOO! CANDY CAUSES TOOTH DECAY!
D.A.: But it tastes so good! -Stuffs some chocolate into Gohan's mouth-
Gohan: BUT- Mmmm...
-Everybody dives into Kim's Halloween bag-
Kim: Mmph...D.A., ya wanna do the disclaimer for me?
D.A.: Yeah!
Disclaimer: D.A.: Kim doesn't own any of DragonBall Z or it's characters. Or it's songs. Or it's action figures. Or it's movies. Or it's-
Kim: GET ON WITH IT!
D.A.: She doesn't own anything! But she does own a rather large bag of candy! -Dives back onto candy bag-
When did we get a camera?
Just a note: I got these DragonBall Z fruit snacks and bit off all the characters heads except Vegeta. He was standing all funny and I made him dance. Then I ate him. But they tasted really nasty and they made me sick so I threw all the little fruit bodies out of my car window. ^^ And that my friends, was my Friday morning!
GOHAN AND THE MAGIC MONKEY PIZZA PARLOR Chapter Six: Aren't Promotions Supposed To Be a Good Thing?!
On Saturday morning, Gohan woke up with a loud groan. He sat up in his bed, rubbing his temples.
"What happened?" he asked no one in particular. He looked around his room to find a few out of the ordinary things. A goat was nearby, chewing on a pair of slippers, there were about a hundred balloons floating near the ceiling, the walls had been painted lime green, and Goten was blowing bubbles out of a plastic pipe, sitting in a large squishy lazy boy. He looked up when he heard Gohan talk.
"Don't you remember Gohan? Gee, you sure did drink a lot of punch at the parlor last night," the young chibi said, hopping down from the chair. Gohan strived to remember the previous night.
"I do remember...A one eyed man?" he asked. Goten smiled.
"That where we got Annabell!" he said, gesturing to the goat that had now started on a sweater. Gohan groaned again and layed back down in his bed.
"I am NOT going to work today."
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
"Bread...Bread...BREAD!" Petunia shrieked at the large teen. Bread looked up.
"What girl want?" he asked.
"Gohan like, called in sick so you have to make the pizzas today!" Petunia exlclaimed, tugging on her pigtails. "Just pretend that it's a game," she added, seeing Bread's blank look. He smiled broadly.
"Bread make pizza!" he cried before dissapearing into the kitchen. Petunia sighed and walked back to her position behind the counter.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
On Monday, when Gohan went to the parlor, he saw a line made up of about fifty people standing in and even outside of the parlor. He goggled at them before making his way through the crowd.
"Excuse me...Pardon me...Oops sorry...AH! SORRY!" he said, pushing past the people. Gohan emerged from the crowd, slightly blushing, and walked up to Petunia who was busily seeing people to their tables.
"Hi Gohan! I like, can't talk right now 'cause I have to seat all these people!" she said hurridley.
"Where did all these people come from?" Gohan asked, still bewildered. Petunia smiled.
"When you were sick yesterday, Bread totally came up with this new idea for a pizza!" she exclaimed, grabbing her tie on tail and adjusting it so that it was more comfortable. "IT's a breadstick pizza and everyone is CRAZIE for it! LIKE REALLY CRAZIE! LIKE TOTALLY INSANE!!" Petunia grabbed onto both of her pigtails and yanked them, hard. Gohan raised an eyebrow at her as she began to giggle uncontralably. (A/N: Oo; Spelling?!) He inched away from her slowly, making his way to the kitchen.
"Hey Bread," Gohan greeted, waving at the teen. Bread turned around from the five pizzas that he was working on.
"Hi Gohan! Bread make pizzas! He make them good," Bread said. Gohan smiled.
"Yep...Now, how do you make these things? I need to know so that I can make them," he said. Bread looked at him a little sadly.
"Bread no play game?" he asked softly. Gohan looked at him sympatheticaly.
"No, no, no! We can both play the game!" he stated, standing next to Bread and looking at the ingredients. Bread smiled.
"Yeah! We play game! Now make pizza!" he ordered, picking up about ten breadsticks and mashing them up. Gohan sweatdropped but followed suit. Ten pizzas and two crazie Petunia visits later, Mr.Pizzaria came bounding in, sweat glistening on his forehead. He muttered something to Gohan, handed him a pizza bag, and ran back out of the kitchen. A few seconds later, Petunia ran in, skidded across the slippery floor, crashed into a pile of pots, then quickly ran up to Gohan.
"Mr.Pizzaria just told me the news! CONGRATULATIONS!" she cried, throwing some torn up napkins into the air and whistling. Gohan looked at her.
"Yeah...What IS the good news?" he questioned. Petunia grabbed up the pizza bag and stuck it over Gohan's head.
"YOU'RE OUR DELIVERY BOY! HAPPY PROMOTION DAY!" she yelled before running out of the kitchen. Gohan pulled the bag off of his head.
"WHAT?!"
Merry Christmas Charlie Brown. Ummm...Wait, what was I doing again? MERRY CHRISTMAS CHARLIE BROWN!
About half an hour later, Gohan was on his first delivery. Tucked in the pizza bag behind him sat two large breadstick pizzas. He sighed, wondering...WHERE THE HECK DID HE LEARN TO DRIVE?!
SCREEEECH!
CRASH!
"HEY YA LOUSY BUM!"
"WHAT THE HECK IS GOIN' ON HERE?!"
Wheee oooo whee oooo!
"What seems to be the problem here?"
"That kid up there apparently doesn't know how to drive!"
'Uh oh...I better get out of here!' Gohan thought, unbuckling his seat belt, grabbing the pizzas from the back seat, and jumping out of the company's car. He took off into the air before the cop could see him and decided to fly to the house. Behind him sat a six car pile up. 'Oops.' Gohan flew a little bit faster through the air, keeping an eye on the city flashing below him.
'Let's see...Elm Street, Elm Street...There it is!' Gohan flew down onto Elm Street, making sure that nobody saw him, and ran up to the door.
Ding dong.
"PIZZA'S HERE! SHUTUP! PIZZA'S HERE! HEY! HEY! HEY! SHUTUP! HEY! PIZZA'S HERE! YEAH! HEY!" a voice came from inside the house. "Hello!" a tall brown haired woman opened the door and greeted Gohan.
"Hi, you're pizza's here!" Gohan said, holding out the boxes. The woman looked at him funny.
"I didn't order any pizzas," she replied, pushing the boxes back towards Gohan.
"Yes you did. 1251 Elm Street? You were saying 'Pizza's here' just a minute ago," Gohan said, holding the boxes out again.
"No I didn't. I would know if I did," the woman replied, starting to close the door. Immidiatley, Gohan's tail shipped out behind him to stop the door from closing. The woman stared at it.
"Yes you did. Even my tie on tail says so," Gohan stated. The woman sighed and burst into tears.
"I ordered the pizza ok?! I just like fighting with people! Give me those!" she cried, grabbing the pizza boxes away from Gohan.
"That will be $20.49," Gohan told her, sticking out his hand. The woman glared at him.
"I'm not paying for something I didn't order!"
"Sigh."
Twenty minutes, three thrown vases, a few tail whips, and a screaming kamakaze parrot later, Gohan was on his way back to the parlor. Petunia ran up to him when he walked in through the door.
"You have another delivery. Eighty pizzas," she said quickly, handing Gohan a capsule. "So that you don't have to carry all of it." With that, Petunia hurried back to her position. Gohan blinked a few times.
"She's a lot more sane under pressure..." he muttered before running out of the parlor and taking off into the air again. He glanced down at the address. "Capsule Corp. Ok," he told himself. Then... "CAPSULE CORP. OK?!" Gohan groaned. "Just what I needed!" He flew for about two more minutes then spotted the huge mansion. Gohan landed on the lawn and ran up to the door, humming 'Mission Impossible' under his breath.
Ding dong.
"Vegeta, could you get the door?"
"Get it yourself."
"VEGETA GET THE DOOR!"
CRASH.
"FINE YOU CRAZIE ONNA!"
Creak.
"What do you want?" Vegeta asked as he opened the door. He stopped when he saw Gohan and smirked. "Oh, so it's you. I heard that you lowered yourself to a pathetic human job. I see that you're enjoying it?" he said, eyeing Gohan's uniform. Gohan blushed and held out the capsule.
"Your pizza sir. That will be $162.49," he said. Vegeta smirked again, reached into his pocket, and pulled out two one hundred dollar bills.
"Keep the change...Monkey man," he said, laughing as he shut the door. Gohan growled.
"Keep the change monkey man," he mocked.
"I heard that!" Vegeta called from inside. Gohan's eyes widened and he quickly took off into the air, back towards the parlor. Petunia once again greeted him at the door.
"Five more deliveries! STAT!" she yelled, throwing ten pizzas at him and running back to the counter. Gohan grunted in frustration.
"I thought that promotions were supposed to be a good thing!" he yelled once he got back outisde. Once again...He flew up into the air. "Hercule's Mansion...AH! Videl!" Gohan said dreamily. He powered up to super sai-jinn and flew as fast as he could (which is VERY fast) to Videl's house. When he landed in front the house, he smoothed down his hair and straightned his hat.
"Let's see now...How's my breath? Haaa..." he began to cough violently. "Yeah it's ok." Gohan stood up straight and tall and walked up to Videl's door.
Ding dong.
"I'll get it."
"No, let me miss."
"It's ok Brittney, I'll get it."
"No miss, I'll get it."
"Brittney, when I say that I'll get it, I'll get it."
"I'LL GET IT MISS!"
"GET OUT OF THE WAY BRITTNEY!"
"AHHHHHHHHH!"
CRASH.
THUNK.
"Haha. Serves you right Brittney. Hello?" Videl opened the door. "Gohan?"
"Hey baby. You order some pizzas?" Gohan asked calmly. Videl smiled.
"Actualy, my dad did," she replied, leaning against the door frame. Gohan smirked.
"Or course. He likes to hear himself talk," he said airily. Videl rolled her eyes.
"Yeah. Don't I kow it? I have to live with him," she sighed.
"Videl! Stop chatting with the delivery boy and get our pizzas!" Hercule yelled. Videl's lip curled in anger.
"FINE!" she yelled back. "Well, you heard the man. I'll take our pizzas now." Gohan smiled pulled out the capsule containing their order. He threw it onto the ground and caught it as it bounced back up and turned into the pizzas.
"Here you are. Good night," he said, handing Videl the pizzas and winking at her before walking away. Videl watched him leave then sighed.
"Good night Gohan," she whispered, walking back into the house.
-Kim, D.A., and Gohan are all laying on the ground which is covered in candy wrappers-
Kim: -Buuurp- That's the end. Sorry that it's so short. I'm tired...
D.A.: -Groans- Oh man...
Gohan: Yeah.
Kim: So just review and the next chapter will be coming up soon...After I pump my stomach...
D.A. and Gohan: O.O Ewwwww!
Kim: Oh get over it!
Gohan: Kim's hyper because she has three pounds of candy from trick-or- treating last night. And she hasn't even eaten any of it!
Kim: Eeeeeee! I heart candy! YEAH BUDDY!
Gohan: -Runs up to camera- Save me.
-Darth Anthony appears-
D.A.: Hello!
Kim: WOWIE KABOOTLES! IT'S A GUY!
D.A.: Ummm...Yes. I'm a guy.
Kim: Would you like some candy Darth Anthony?! -Hands D.A. a Hershey bar-
D.A.: ^_^ Yeah! -Takes bite-
Gohan: NOOOO! CANDY CAUSES TOOTH DECAY!
D.A.: But it tastes so good! -Stuffs some chocolate into Gohan's mouth-
Gohan: BUT- Mmmm...
-Everybody dives into Kim's Halloween bag-
Kim: Mmph...D.A., ya wanna do the disclaimer for me?
D.A.: Yeah!
Disclaimer: D.A.: Kim doesn't own any of DragonBall Z or it's characters. Or it's songs. Or it's action figures. Or it's movies. Or it's-
Kim: GET ON WITH IT!
D.A.: She doesn't own anything! But she does own a rather large bag of candy! -Dives back onto candy bag-
When did we get a camera?
Just a note: I got these DragonBall Z fruit snacks and bit off all the characters heads except Vegeta. He was standing all funny and I made him dance. Then I ate him. But they tasted really nasty and they made me sick so I threw all the little fruit bodies out of my car window. ^^ And that my friends, was my Friday morning!
GOHAN AND THE MAGIC MONKEY PIZZA PARLOR Chapter Six: Aren't Promotions Supposed To Be a Good Thing?!
On Saturday morning, Gohan woke up with a loud groan. He sat up in his bed, rubbing his temples.
"What happened?" he asked no one in particular. He looked around his room to find a few out of the ordinary things. A goat was nearby, chewing on a pair of slippers, there were about a hundred balloons floating near the ceiling, the walls had been painted lime green, and Goten was blowing bubbles out of a plastic pipe, sitting in a large squishy lazy boy. He looked up when he heard Gohan talk.
"Don't you remember Gohan? Gee, you sure did drink a lot of punch at the parlor last night," the young chibi said, hopping down from the chair. Gohan strived to remember the previous night.
"I do remember...A one eyed man?" he asked. Goten smiled.
"That where we got Annabell!" he said, gesturing to the goat that had now started on a sweater. Gohan groaned again and layed back down in his bed.
"I am NOT going to work today."
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
"Bread...Bread...BREAD!" Petunia shrieked at the large teen. Bread looked up.
"What girl want?" he asked.
"Gohan like, called in sick so you have to make the pizzas today!" Petunia exlclaimed, tugging on her pigtails. "Just pretend that it's a game," she added, seeing Bread's blank look. He smiled broadly.
"Bread make pizza!" he cried before dissapearing into the kitchen. Petunia sighed and walked back to her position behind the counter.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
On Monday, when Gohan went to the parlor, he saw a line made up of about fifty people standing in and even outside of the parlor. He goggled at them before making his way through the crowd.
"Excuse me...Pardon me...Oops sorry...AH! SORRY!" he said, pushing past the people. Gohan emerged from the crowd, slightly blushing, and walked up to Petunia who was busily seeing people to their tables.
"Hi Gohan! I like, can't talk right now 'cause I have to seat all these people!" she said hurridley.
"Where did all these people come from?" Gohan asked, still bewildered. Petunia smiled.
"When you were sick yesterday, Bread totally came up with this new idea for a pizza!" she exclaimed, grabbing her tie on tail and adjusting it so that it was more comfortable. "IT's a breadstick pizza and everyone is CRAZIE for it! LIKE REALLY CRAZIE! LIKE TOTALLY INSANE!!" Petunia grabbed onto both of her pigtails and yanked them, hard. Gohan raised an eyebrow at her as she began to giggle uncontralably. (A/N: Oo; Spelling?!) He inched away from her slowly, making his way to the kitchen.
"Hey Bread," Gohan greeted, waving at the teen. Bread turned around from the five pizzas that he was working on.
"Hi Gohan! Bread make pizzas! He make them good," Bread said. Gohan smiled.
"Yep...Now, how do you make these things? I need to know so that I can make them," he said. Bread looked at him a little sadly.
"Bread no play game?" he asked softly. Gohan looked at him sympatheticaly.
"No, no, no! We can both play the game!" he stated, standing next to Bread and looking at the ingredients. Bread smiled.
"Yeah! We play game! Now make pizza!" he ordered, picking up about ten breadsticks and mashing them up. Gohan sweatdropped but followed suit. Ten pizzas and two crazie Petunia visits later, Mr.Pizzaria came bounding in, sweat glistening on his forehead. He muttered something to Gohan, handed him a pizza bag, and ran back out of the kitchen. A few seconds later, Petunia ran in, skidded across the slippery floor, crashed into a pile of pots, then quickly ran up to Gohan.
"Mr.Pizzaria just told me the news! CONGRATULATIONS!" she cried, throwing some torn up napkins into the air and whistling. Gohan looked at her.
"Yeah...What IS the good news?" he questioned. Petunia grabbed up the pizza bag and stuck it over Gohan's head.
"YOU'RE OUR DELIVERY BOY! HAPPY PROMOTION DAY!" she yelled before running out of the kitchen. Gohan pulled the bag off of his head.
"WHAT?!"
Merry Christmas Charlie Brown. Ummm...Wait, what was I doing again? MERRY CHRISTMAS CHARLIE BROWN!
About half an hour later, Gohan was on his first delivery. Tucked in the pizza bag behind him sat two large breadstick pizzas. He sighed, wondering...WHERE THE HECK DID HE LEARN TO DRIVE?!
SCREEEECH!
CRASH!
"HEY YA LOUSY BUM!"
"WHAT THE HECK IS GOIN' ON HERE?!"
Wheee oooo whee oooo!
"What seems to be the problem here?"
"That kid up there apparently doesn't know how to drive!"
'Uh oh...I better get out of here!' Gohan thought, unbuckling his seat belt, grabbing the pizzas from the back seat, and jumping out of the company's car. He took off into the air before the cop could see him and decided to fly to the house. Behind him sat a six car pile up. 'Oops.' Gohan flew a little bit faster through the air, keeping an eye on the city flashing below him.
'Let's see...Elm Street, Elm Street...There it is!' Gohan flew down onto Elm Street, making sure that nobody saw him, and ran up to the door.
Ding dong.
"PIZZA'S HERE! SHUTUP! PIZZA'S HERE! HEY! HEY! HEY! SHUTUP! HEY! PIZZA'S HERE! YEAH! HEY!" a voice came from inside the house. "Hello!" a tall brown haired woman opened the door and greeted Gohan.
"Hi, you're pizza's here!" Gohan said, holding out the boxes. The woman looked at him funny.
"I didn't order any pizzas," she replied, pushing the boxes back towards Gohan.
"Yes you did. 1251 Elm Street? You were saying 'Pizza's here' just a minute ago," Gohan said, holding the boxes out again.
"No I didn't. I would know if I did," the woman replied, starting to close the door. Immidiatley, Gohan's tail shipped out behind him to stop the door from closing. The woman stared at it.
"Yes you did. Even my tie on tail says so," Gohan stated. The woman sighed and burst into tears.
"I ordered the pizza ok?! I just like fighting with people! Give me those!" she cried, grabbing the pizza boxes away from Gohan.
"That will be $20.49," Gohan told her, sticking out his hand. The woman glared at him.
"I'm not paying for something I didn't order!"
"Sigh."
Twenty minutes, three thrown vases, a few tail whips, and a screaming kamakaze parrot later, Gohan was on his way back to the parlor. Petunia ran up to him when he walked in through the door.
"You have another delivery. Eighty pizzas," she said quickly, handing Gohan a capsule. "So that you don't have to carry all of it." With that, Petunia hurried back to her position. Gohan blinked a few times.
"She's a lot more sane under pressure..." he muttered before running out of the parlor and taking off into the air again. He glanced down at the address. "Capsule Corp. Ok," he told himself. Then... "CAPSULE CORP. OK?!" Gohan groaned. "Just what I needed!" He flew for about two more minutes then spotted the huge mansion. Gohan landed on the lawn and ran up to the door, humming 'Mission Impossible' under his breath.
Ding dong.
"Vegeta, could you get the door?"
"Get it yourself."
"VEGETA GET THE DOOR!"
CRASH.
"FINE YOU CRAZIE ONNA!"
Creak.
"What do you want?" Vegeta asked as he opened the door. He stopped when he saw Gohan and smirked. "Oh, so it's you. I heard that you lowered yourself to a pathetic human job. I see that you're enjoying it?" he said, eyeing Gohan's uniform. Gohan blushed and held out the capsule.
"Your pizza sir. That will be $162.49," he said. Vegeta smirked again, reached into his pocket, and pulled out two one hundred dollar bills.
"Keep the change...Monkey man," he said, laughing as he shut the door. Gohan growled.
"Keep the change monkey man," he mocked.
"I heard that!" Vegeta called from inside. Gohan's eyes widened and he quickly took off into the air, back towards the parlor. Petunia once again greeted him at the door.
"Five more deliveries! STAT!" she yelled, throwing ten pizzas at him and running back to the counter. Gohan grunted in frustration.
"I thought that promotions were supposed to be a good thing!" he yelled once he got back outisde. Once again...He flew up into the air. "Hercule's Mansion...AH! Videl!" Gohan said dreamily. He powered up to super sai-jinn and flew as fast as he could (which is VERY fast) to Videl's house. When he landed in front the house, he smoothed down his hair and straightned his hat.
"Let's see now...How's my breath? Haaa..." he began to cough violently. "Yeah it's ok." Gohan stood up straight and tall and walked up to Videl's door.
Ding dong.
"I'll get it."
"No, let me miss."
"It's ok Brittney, I'll get it."
"No miss, I'll get it."
"Brittney, when I say that I'll get it, I'll get it."
"I'LL GET IT MISS!"
"GET OUT OF THE WAY BRITTNEY!"
"AHHHHHHHHH!"
CRASH.
THUNK.
"Haha. Serves you right Brittney. Hello?" Videl opened the door. "Gohan?"
"Hey baby. You order some pizzas?" Gohan asked calmly. Videl smiled.
"Actualy, my dad did," she replied, leaning against the door frame. Gohan smirked.
"Or course. He likes to hear himself talk," he said airily. Videl rolled her eyes.
"Yeah. Don't I kow it? I have to live with him," she sighed.
"Videl! Stop chatting with the delivery boy and get our pizzas!" Hercule yelled. Videl's lip curled in anger.
"FINE!" she yelled back. "Well, you heard the man. I'll take our pizzas now." Gohan smiled pulled out the capsule containing their order. He threw it onto the ground and caught it as it bounced back up and turned into the pizzas.
"Here you are. Good night," he said, handing Videl the pizzas and winking at her before walking away. Videl watched him leave then sighed.
"Good night Gohan," she whispered, walking back into the house.
-Kim, D.A., and Gohan are all laying on the ground which is covered in candy wrappers-
Kim: -Buuurp- That's the end. Sorry that it's so short. I'm tired...
D.A.: -Groans- Oh man...
Gohan: Yeah.
Kim: So just review and the next chapter will be coming up soon...After I pump my stomach...
D.A. and Gohan: O.O Ewwwww!
Kim: Oh get over it!