A/N: Here it is...the next chapter. I hope you all liked it. Thanks to everyone who reviewed, you
are most kind, especially Feleda and Docky, who I believed reviewed EVERY CHAPTER so far! Wow!! The insanity will go on...and on...and on...until I feel like stopping it.
I don't own Dragonballz, or anything else with a copyright mentioned in this fiction.
Vegeta and Krillin stood there, angrier than hornets, bitchier than dogs, and shorter than the
average male. Their eyes blazed like infernos, their voices rose to decibels higher than that of
Mariah Carey, and the excellent pronunciation they had caused them to constantly spit on each
other.
"You think you can just look at any man you want and I won't notice, you saiyajin slut?"
"It's not like you don't, fatass!"
"You jerk!"
"You whore!"
"You moronic dweeb!"
Vegeta paused, and then said the most terrifying insult of all...
"You prep."
(A/N: Sorry to the preps out there, but I really couldn't resist. And I know Krillin isn't really a
prep)
Krillin broke down into tears as his husband snivelled in disgust. Trunks was worried, 18 was
staring at Vegeta's pectorals, and Yajirobe was desperately trying to sneak away so he wouldn't
have to take a shower and wear a mumu. Just as he was almost out of the bridge, 18 spotted
him.
"Aha! Thought you could get away with smelling like a pig, did you? Well think again,
supercow, cuz Madame Rosotta's got a wish, and a wish she's going to get!"
"Madame Rosotta?" inquired Trunks.
"It's my fortune-telling name that I use for the fun of it. Make fun of me and I'll open mouth
kiss you."
"That's a perfect name."
"Glad you see it my way."
Yajirobe took off, running as fast as he could, his blubber making jiggling sounds as he moved.
Trunks muttered something that suspiciously sounded like "I do not like green eggs and ham.",
which caused Yajirobe to become frozen in place.
"Now, make him take a shower!" cried 18 gleefully to Trunks.
"All right then. I'm going to have to sing-"
"NOOOO!!!"
After screaming like a girl, Vegeta ran over and shook poor Trunks like a ragdoll.
"If you EVER sing that blasted song again, I will make you wish you had never been born."
"I can't wish, I'm a genie."
"Just don't sing the frickin' song!!"
Vegeta walked away, pulling his hair out of his head in the process. Krillin snickered, earning
him a small ki shot in the knee.
"Ow...that hurts...a lot."
"You deserved it, cueball."
Vegeta stormed out of anyone's reach, and Krillin sat down on the floor, feeling a bit dejected
and not wanting Trunks to eat any more glue sticks. It really grossed him out and if he saw it
again, he was sure he would throw up.
Trunks grumbled something about the wish not having 100 percent effectiveness without the
hamster dance, then waved his hands and the same purple sparkly thing happened once more,
this time without anyone getting the small pieces of glass in their eyes.
When all the debris had cleared, a small, square shower stall had enveloped Yajirobe, and the
sound of spraying water filled everyone's ears. 18 gave a whoop of joy, picked up Krillin and
did a victory dance. Then, much to the shock of everyone else, a horrible, raspy sound drifted
from the shower...
"Singin' in the bathtuuuuuub...never any paaaaiiiiiin. Watchin' all my troubllllles....go washin'
down the draiiiiiiiiin."
"So, Yajirobe sings in the shower...I just hope my eardrums survive this trip." muttered the
blond android.
Vegeta had come back, and Krillin was presently arguing with him over which t.v. song the
show came from.
"Sylvester and Tweety!"
"Scooby Doo!"
"Sylvester and Tweety!"
"Scooby Doo!"
"Sylvester and Tweety!"
"Scooby Doo!"
The saiyajin and the bald man bitched viciously at each other, the latter convinced it was
Sylvester and Tweety. To clarify something for you all, he was right. I heard that song myself
on that show numerous times. Tweety sings it. Back to the story, 18 was busy braiding Trunks'
hair once again. Trunks however, was completely oblivious, as he was praying to the great God
of glue.
"Oh great God of glue, lord of supreme adhesives, I pray that thou shalt continue to produce
thine sacred crops of sticks. I pray that Elmer's will rise above the nation and bring us to a
better future. I ask that you guide me in my ways, and I'm sorry that I turned away from you for
ten minutes. Amen."
The married couple stopped their bickering to stare at the genie, and 18 became so disturbed that
she stopped braiding Trunks' hair. Although, it only took one glace from the heartthrob genie
for 18 to become obsessed with seducing him once more.
"Say Trunks...how would you like to 'worship' alongside me?"
"I don't even want to know what you're suggesting by your tone when you say 'worship'."
"Damn."
A creaking sound echoed throughout the ship, and everyone turned to see Yajirobe standing
outside the shower, wearing a rose pink mumu with white flowers. Everyone instantly broke
into insane laughter.
"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHO
HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHAHAHEEEHEEHEEHEEHOHOHOHOHOHOH
OHOHOHO!!!"
Yajirobe's pride was thoroughly stomped on then and there, so the huge man sulked and walked
two steps...before falling flat on his face and drifting off into slumber, his lard rippling with each
snore he took. 18 started choking on her own laughter, Vegeta and Krillin started fighting over
whether to microwave or oven cook kraft dinner. (What on earth are they arguing about?
Everyone knows that oven cooking, though more traditional, is actually much easier. Cooking
all that macaroni in the microwave is not as easy as it looks, I've tried it. Unless you get easy
mac...I've never tried that.) Trunks, his hair now fully braided in many different strands, went
back inside his lamp to get away from 18. Meanwhile, on planet Earth...
What's happening on planet earth? Will Yajirobe survive wearing a mumu? Who else will enter this story? I just realized that I have to do some MAJOR editing on the next chapter...but anyhow, let me know what you think and have a great day!
are most kind, especially Feleda and Docky, who I believed reviewed EVERY CHAPTER so far! Wow!! The insanity will go on...and on...and on...until I feel like stopping it.
I don't own Dragonballz, or anything else with a copyright mentioned in this fiction.
Vegeta and Krillin stood there, angrier than hornets, bitchier than dogs, and shorter than the
average male. Their eyes blazed like infernos, their voices rose to decibels higher than that of
Mariah Carey, and the excellent pronunciation they had caused them to constantly spit on each
other.
"You think you can just look at any man you want and I won't notice, you saiyajin slut?"
"It's not like you don't, fatass!"
"You jerk!"
"You whore!"
"You moronic dweeb!"
Vegeta paused, and then said the most terrifying insult of all...
"You prep."
(A/N: Sorry to the preps out there, but I really couldn't resist. And I know Krillin isn't really a
prep)
Krillin broke down into tears as his husband snivelled in disgust. Trunks was worried, 18 was
staring at Vegeta's pectorals, and Yajirobe was desperately trying to sneak away so he wouldn't
have to take a shower and wear a mumu. Just as he was almost out of the bridge, 18 spotted
him.
"Aha! Thought you could get away with smelling like a pig, did you? Well think again,
supercow, cuz Madame Rosotta's got a wish, and a wish she's going to get!"
"Madame Rosotta?" inquired Trunks.
"It's my fortune-telling name that I use for the fun of it. Make fun of me and I'll open mouth
kiss you."
"That's a perfect name."
"Glad you see it my way."
Yajirobe took off, running as fast as he could, his blubber making jiggling sounds as he moved.
Trunks muttered something that suspiciously sounded like "I do not like green eggs and ham.",
which caused Yajirobe to become frozen in place.
"Now, make him take a shower!" cried 18 gleefully to Trunks.
"All right then. I'm going to have to sing-"
"NOOOO!!!"
After screaming like a girl, Vegeta ran over and shook poor Trunks like a ragdoll.
"If you EVER sing that blasted song again, I will make you wish you had never been born."
"I can't wish, I'm a genie."
"Just don't sing the frickin' song!!"
Vegeta walked away, pulling his hair out of his head in the process. Krillin snickered, earning
him a small ki shot in the knee.
"Ow...that hurts...a lot."
"You deserved it, cueball."
Vegeta stormed out of anyone's reach, and Krillin sat down on the floor, feeling a bit dejected
and not wanting Trunks to eat any more glue sticks. It really grossed him out and if he saw it
again, he was sure he would throw up.
Trunks grumbled something about the wish not having 100 percent effectiveness without the
hamster dance, then waved his hands and the same purple sparkly thing happened once more,
this time without anyone getting the small pieces of glass in their eyes.
When all the debris had cleared, a small, square shower stall had enveloped Yajirobe, and the
sound of spraying water filled everyone's ears. 18 gave a whoop of joy, picked up Krillin and
did a victory dance. Then, much to the shock of everyone else, a horrible, raspy sound drifted
from the shower...
"Singin' in the bathtuuuuuub...never any paaaaiiiiiin. Watchin' all my troubllllles....go washin'
down the draiiiiiiiiin."
"So, Yajirobe sings in the shower...I just hope my eardrums survive this trip." muttered the
blond android.
Vegeta had come back, and Krillin was presently arguing with him over which t.v. song the
show came from.
"Sylvester and Tweety!"
"Scooby Doo!"
"Sylvester and Tweety!"
"Scooby Doo!"
"Sylvester and Tweety!"
"Scooby Doo!"
The saiyajin and the bald man bitched viciously at each other, the latter convinced it was
Sylvester and Tweety. To clarify something for you all, he was right. I heard that song myself
on that show numerous times. Tweety sings it. Back to the story, 18 was busy braiding Trunks'
hair once again. Trunks however, was completely oblivious, as he was praying to the great God
of glue.
"Oh great God of glue, lord of supreme adhesives, I pray that thou shalt continue to produce
thine sacred crops of sticks. I pray that Elmer's will rise above the nation and bring us to a
better future. I ask that you guide me in my ways, and I'm sorry that I turned away from you for
ten minutes. Amen."
The married couple stopped their bickering to stare at the genie, and 18 became so disturbed that
she stopped braiding Trunks' hair. Although, it only took one glace from the heartthrob genie
for 18 to become obsessed with seducing him once more.
"Say Trunks...how would you like to 'worship' alongside me?"
"I don't even want to know what you're suggesting by your tone when you say 'worship'."
"Damn."
A creaking sound echoed throughout the ship, and everyone turned to see Yajirobe standing
outside the shower, wearing a rose pink mumu with white flowers. Everyone instantly broke
into insane laughter.
"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHO
HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHAHAHEEEHEEHEEHEEHOHOHOHOHOHOH
OHOHOHO!!!"
Yajirobe's pride was thoroughly stomped on then and there, so the huge man sulked and walked
two steps...before falling flat on his face and drifting off into slumber, his lard rippling with each
snore he took. 18 started choking on her own laughter, Vegeta and Krillin started fighting over
whether to microwave or oven cook kraft dinner. (What on earth are they arguing about?
Everyone knows that oven cooking, though more traditional, is actually much easier. Cooking
all that macaroni in the microwave is not as easy as it looks, I've tried it. Unless you get easy
mac...I've never tried that.) Trunks, his hair now fully braided in many different strands, went
back inside his lamp to get away from 18. Meanwhile, on planet Earth...
What's happening on planet earth? Will Yajirobe survive wearing a mumu? Who else will enter this story? I just realized that I have to do some MAJOR editing on the next chapter...but anyhow, let me know what you think and have a great day!
