Hey y'all! Thanks for the comments on last chapter, glad you liked it! Here's the next chapter, and you all SHOULD know what happens next, to some extent at least, if you were paying ATTENTION!! Anyhow, let's go off into the madness!
I don't own Dragonballz
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"You have no business prying into MY affairs, I'm the prince of saiyajins! Oh, wait, you wouldn't know, would you? You're just a pathetic earthling who knows nothing about the other parts of the universe. My mistake, I forgot."
"How DARE you!"
"Oooh, I'm so scared, I'm gonna die, somebody save me!" mocked Vegeta.
Bulma began boiling with rage, and let her pent up emotions come out in a fiery kiss on the saiyajin prince's lips. Vegeta responded eagerly, and everything became trippy all over again...
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SSSSNOOOOOOOOORRRRRE ZZZZZZzzzzzZZZZZZzzzzZZZZZZZzzz SNOOOOOORRRE
Vegeta clasped his hands over his ears, trying to block out the lilac-haired girl's snoring. It was really bad, and Vegeta feared he would get brain damage. Still, to him, it was worth it.
"She was damn good. Awesome even, but... I still miss Krillin. No I don't! Well... maybe... no! I don't miss that short, fatassed, cute, sexy... AAAAAARRRGH!!"
In the other part of the cave, Trunks, 18 and Yajirobe (but not Bulma) woke to the sound of Vegeta's high pitched shrieking. They soon saw Vegeta, who bounded in, picked up 18 and hauled her out the door, and told everyone to get their asses in gear.
"We're going to find that damn fry-pan-princess if it's the last thing we do, or I'm not the prince of saiyajins!"
"Put me down or else."
"Or else what, Tin Lizzy?" (That was the name of the Model T car back in the 1920's produced by Henry Ford. See what history does to me??)
"Or else you'll be in a world of pain."
Vegeta set the femme fatale down, not wanting to be unconscious again. The four set out on their trek towards the jungle, Yajirobe lagging behind because of his weight. Meanwhile, somewhere in a distant part of the universe...
POOF!
Bulma appeared back in her throne, still nude from her night with Vegeta. Being THE ALL POWERFUL EMPRESS BLOOM, she didn't really care, so long as her normal hair and eye colours were back. Sure enough, they were. Well, she didn't care until she woke up.
"Thank goodness I'm back... but damn, I didn't get anything on those bounty hunters! They had better get back here with that fry-pan-princess. Radditz!"
Radditz ran into the throne room wearing a sparkly green dress.
"Yes, empress?"
"Go get me a bathrobe. It's chilly in here."
"Yes."
"And make sure to practice your posing. We have a mechanic coming by to check our generator soon."
"Absolutely, your evilness."
"Excellent." said Bulma, sounding strangely like Montgomery Burns.
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"We the jury, find 17, ace lawyer and android fighter, guilty of grand theft auto, sexual harassment, mental abuse of both a police officer, and child abuse."
BANG!
Judge Garlic Jr. banged his gavel soundly, and two burly officers started to drag 17 out of the courtroom.
"Child abuse? I don't even have any children! How could I be charged with child abuse?"
"You were so mean to meee!"
Gohan started to sob, and he blew his nose in Piccolo's blue uniform, much to the Namek's disgust.
"I'LL HAVE MY SHOOT OUT! YOU'LL SEE! YOU'LL PAY DEARLY!! YOU'LL ALL
PAY!!!"
Sweat drops and worried expressions were rampant as 17 screamed and kicked, trying to break free from the grasp of the security officers.
"Must... have... shoot out... must... have shoot out..." he repeated, over and over, his head jerking to the left at every word, his mouth foaming.
Two hours later he was wearing a striped black and white uniform, with a cylindrical cap on his head, and he was locked in a cell with Pan. Now, if you remember, Pan was the crazy girl that the OTHER group had met in the big metropolis. Why was she put in a male jail instead of a
mental institution?
"Hi there! I guess you're my new cell mate... hard to port captain! Them dust bunnies is sure to eat our ship!... I scared the people in my white padded cell, so they put me here. Hey, do ya know what tastes really good?"
"Do I want to know?"
"Aquafresh and cocaine!! Hehehehehe... the creamy flavour of fluoride and the grittiness of drugs... what a perfect combination, a match made in heaven!"
Pan gave a huge, toothy smile, and 17 rolled into the fetal position.
"Wanna try some?"
Pan held out a container that was red, green and white, mixed with bits of white powder by 17. The android suddenly snapped out of his rocking, and an evil grin spread across his face.
"Pan, I need you to do me a favour."
"You're ugly. No way."
"NOT THAT KIND OF FAVOUR!!"
"Oh yea, that's right... they were talkin' about how you were goin' to court for harassin' a man."
"That's not true! But anyways, can you start screaming? It doesn't matter what, just scream loud enough so the guards have to come in here."
"You WANT the guards to come in here? You've got some real sick fetishes going on... I have a pork chop in Switzerland, a slice of brie in Zulu, some lovely jambalaya off in CA-NA-DA! Sure, I'll help you. It'll be fun!"
"Riiight... scream away then."
17 hoped the guard would come quickly, this girl was just nuts.
"WE ALL LIVE IN THE YELLOW SUBMARINE, THE YELLOW SUBMARINE, THE YELLOW SUBMARINE. WE ALL LIVE IN THE YELLOW SUBMARINE, YELLOW SUBMARINE, YELLOW SUBMARINE!!!"
17 could see the guard racing towards his cell.
"Perfect. They'll open the door and I'll knock them out and I'll fly through the roof after blasting a hole through it! Hey... why didn't I think of that while I was in the courtroom? Shit, I'm dumb."
"THERE SHE WAS JUST A WALKIN' DOWN THE STREET SAYIN' DOO-WAH-DIDDY-
DIDDY-DUM-DIDDY DOO!!! TAPPIN' HER FINGERS AN' LISTENIN' TO THE BEAT
SINGIN-"
"Shut up crazy ass bitch! Don't make us come in there!" yelled a pissed off looking guard.
"CAAAAAAN YOU FEEEEEEL THE LOOOOOOVE TOONIIIIIIIGHT, IT IS WHEEEEERE
WEEEEE AAAAAAARRRRRREEEE... IT'S ENOOOOOUUUUGH, TO MAKE KIIINGS AND VAGABOOOOOOONNNNNDS... BELIIIIIIEEEEEEVE WEEE GOT THIIIIS FAAAAAAARRRR!"
"Aaah!" screamed the guard.
The guard opened the door, and 17 raced out like lightning, flew up to the roof and went through it, not even bothering to punch or blast a whole. There was only one thing on his mind...
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What's on the now psychotic android's mind? Where's Goku? Now that Vegeta admits he misses Krillin, will he forgive his bald headed husband? Will he ever see him again? Will anyone EVER find the fry-pan-princess? Find out next time and let me know what you all think!
I don't own Dragonballz
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"You have no business prying into MY affairs, I'm the prince of saiyajins! Oh, wait, you wouldn't know, would you? You're just a pathetic earthling who knows nothing about the other parts of the universe. My mistake, I forgot."
"How DARE you!"
"Oooh, I'm so scared, I'm gonna die, somebody save me!" mocked Vegeta.
Bulma began boiling with rage, and let her pent up emotions come out in a fiery kiss on the saiyajin prince's lips. Vegeta responded eagerly, and everything became trippy all over again...
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
SSSSNOOOOOOOOORRRRRE ZZZZZZzzzzzZZZZZZzzzzZZZZZZZzzz SNOOOOOORRRE
Vegeta clasped his hands over his ears, trying to block out the lilac-haired girl's snoring. It was really bad, and Vegeta feared he would get brain damage. Still, to him, it was worth it.
"She was damn good. Awesome even, but... I still miss Krillin. No I don't! Well... maybe... no! I don't miss that short, fatassed, cute, sexy... AAAAAARRRGH!!"
In the other part of the cave, Trunks, 18 and Yajirobe (but not Bulma) woke to the sound of Vegeta's high pitched shrieking. They soon saw Vegeta, who bounded in, picked up 18 and hauled her out the door, and told everyone to get their asses in gear.
"We're going to find that damn fry-pan-princess if it's the last thing we do, or I'm not the prince of saiyajins!"
"Put me down or else."
"Or else what, Tin Lizzy?" (That was the name of the Model T car back in the 1920's produced by Henry Ford. See what history does to me??)
"Or else you'll be in a world of pain."
Vegeta set the femme fatale down, not wanting to be unconscious again. The four set out on their trek towards the jungle, Yajirobe lagging behind because of his weight. Meanwhile, somewhere in a distant part of the universe...
POOF!
Bulma appeared back in her throne, still nude from her night with Vegeta. Being THE ALL POWERFUL EMPRESS BLOOM, she didn't really care, so long as her normal hair and eye colours were back. Sure enough, they were. Well, she didn't care until she woke up.
"Thank goodness I'm back... but damn, I didn't get anything on those bounty hunters! They had better get back here with that fry-pan-princess. Radditz!"
Radditz ran into the throne room wearing a sparkly green dress.
"Yes, empress?"
"Go get me a bathrobe. It's chilly in here."
"Yes."
"And make sure to practice your posing. We have a mechanic coming by to check our generator soon."
"Absolutely, your evilness."
"Excellent." said Bulma, sounding strangely like Montgomery Burns.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"We the jury, find 17, ace lawyer and android fighter, guilty of grand theft auto, sexual harassment, mental abuse of both a police officer, and child abuse."
BANG!
Judge Garlic Jr. banged his gavel soundly, and two burly officers started to drag 17 out of the courtroom.
"Child abuse? I don't even have any children! How could I be charged with child abuse?"
"You were so mean to meee!"
Gohan started to sob, and he blew his nose in Piccolo's blue uniform, much to the Namek's disgust.
"I'LL HAVE MY SHOOT OUT! YOU'LL SEE! YOU'LL PAY DEARLY!! YOU'LL ALL
PAY!!!"
Sweat drops and worried expressions were rampant as 17 screamed and kicked, trying to break free from the grasp of the security officers.
"Must... have... shoot out... must... have shoot out..." he repeated, over and over, his head jerking to the left at every word, his mouth foaming.
Two hours later he was wearing a striped black and white uniform, with a cylindrical cap on his head, and he was locked in a cell with Pan. Now, if you remember, Pan was the crazy girl that the OTHER group had met in the big metropolis. Why was she put in a male jail instead of a
mental institution?
"Hi there! I guess you're my new cell mate... hard to port captain! Them dust bunnies is sure to eat our ship!... I scared the people in my white padded cell, so they put me here. Hey, do ya know what tastes really good?"
"Do I want to know?"
"Aquafresh and cocaine!! Hehehehehe... the creamy flavour of fluoride and the grittiness of drugs... what a perfect combination, a match made in heaven!"
Pan gave a huge, toothy smile, and 17 rolled into the fetal position.
"Wanna try some?"
Pan held out a container that was red, green and white, mixed with bits of white powder by 17. The android suddenly snapped out of his rocking, and an evil grin spread across his face.
"Pan, I need you to do me a favour."
"You're ugly. No way."
"NOT THAT KIND OF FAVOUR!!"
"Oh yea, that's right... they were talkin' about how you were goin' to court for harassin' a man."
"That's not true! But anyways, can you start screaming? It doesn't matter what, just scream loud enough so the guards have to come in here."
"You WANT the guards to come in here? You've got some real sick fetishes going on... I have a pork chop in Switzerland, a slice of brie in Zulu, some lovely jambalaya off in CA-NA-DA! Sure, I'll help you. It'll be fun!"
"Riiight... scream away then."
17 hoped the guard would come quickly, this girl was just nuts.
"WE ALL LIVE IN THE YELLOW SUBMARINE, THE YELLOW SUBMARINE, THE YELLOW SUBMARINE. WE ALL LIVE IN THE YELLOW SUBMARINE, YELLOW SUBMARINE, YELLOW SUBMARINE!!!"
17 could see the guard racing towards his cell.
"Perfect. They'll open the door and I'll knock them out and I'll fly through the roof after blasting a hole through it! Hey... why didn't I think of that while I was in the courtroom? Shit, I'm dumb."
"THERE SHE WAS JUST A WALKIN' DOWN THE STREET SAYIN' DOO-WAH-DIDDY-
DIDDY-DUM-DIDDY DOO!!! TAPPIN' HER FINGERS AN' LISTENIN' TO THE BEAT
SINGIN-"
"Shut up crazy ass bitch! Don't make us come in there!" yelled a pissed off looking guard.
"CAAAAAAN YOU FEEEEEEL THE LOOOOOOVE TOONIIIIIIIGHT, IT IS WHEEEEERE
WEEEEE AAAAAAARRRRRREEEE... IT'S ENOOOOOUUUUGH, TO MAKE KIIINGS AND VAGABOOOOOOONNNNNDS... BELIIIIIIEEEEEEVE WEEE GOT THIIIIS FAAAAAAARRRR!"
"Aaah!" screamed the guard.
The guard opened the door, and 17 raced out like lightning, flew up to the roof and went through it, not even bothering to punch or blast a whole. There was only one thing on his mind...
~*~*~*~*~
What's on the now psychotic android's mind? Where's Goku? Now that Vegeta admits he misses Krillin, will he forgive his bald headed husband? Will he ever see him again? Will anyone EVER find the fry-pan-princess? Find out next time and let me know what you all think!
