ACT 5: BULMA, KRILLIN, AND GOHAN'S CHORUS
DISCLAIMER: Do you really think I own DBZ or FAME!? Honestly, ask yourself. Maybe if you meditate enough like Piccolo, you too will find the answer.
Feleda: Woho! Someone reviewed ACT 4! Thank you! Well, here's more. Hope you enjoy!
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*Finally,* Bulma thought to herself, as she looked at the ancient spaceship's monitor. Tomorrow, she Gohan, and Krillin would arrive on Namek and get the dragonballs while avoiding Vegeta. She wasn't sure how easy or hard this was going to be, but she was willing to try! Besides, the plan was to get the dragonballs and wish Piccolo and company back to life.
She walked over to the room where Krillin and Gohan were sitting playing poker. This was something very new and exciting to Gohan, since his mom had sheltered him all his life, and when he wasn't with her, he was with Piccolo for a year in the middle of nowhere.
"Hey boys, guess what? Tomorrow we'll reach Namek," she told them, sitting down next to Gohan.
"Really? That means we'll be able to wish back Mr. Piccolo soon!" Gohan said excitedly.
"Hmph. That means that we'll probably be running into Vegeta sooner," Krillin snapped.
"Who cares? He doesn't have a dragon radar! I say bring on tomorrow!" Bulma cried, then sang:
"Bring on tomorrow,
"Let it…" she searched for a word.
"Shine?" Krillin supplied.
"Shine!" Bulma agreed, singing the note.
"Like the sun coming up on a beautiful day…"
"It's your and mine!" Gohan jumped in.
"Yeah! That fits great, Gohan," Bulma complimented.
"We can make a difference,
"It's not too late,
"Bring on tomorrow,
"We can't wait!" she finished.
"Yeah! We can totally do this; we have the advantage," Krillin said enthusiastically. Then, by some unseen/heard signal, they all sang the uplifting song together:
"Bring on tomorrow,
"Let it shine," they held hands.
"Like the sun coming up on a beautiful day,
"It's yours and mine!" they sang, smiling and pointing at each other.
"We can make a difference, it's not too late!
"Bring on tomorrow,
"We can't wait!" they finished.
Meanwhile, in the after-life at King Kai's…
Piccolo had his hand on King Kai's back, and was about to "talk" to Gohan, but on hearing him, Bulma, and Krillin singing had stopped. It was a rather uplifting melody, he gave it that, but none of them had terribly wonderful voices; it pained his sharp Namekian ears.
'Gohan," he finally "said." (A/N: single quotation marks ' ' mean telepathy.)
Back in the ship, Gohan blanched. What if Mr. Piccolo had heard him and his friends singing?
'What the Hell were you three just doing?' Piccolo asked. 'You do realize that none of you have a decent voice, right?' he had now extended his thought to include Bulma and Krillin, who were both face-faultering.
"Well, yeah," Gohan replied. "But that's not the point, Piccolo. The song was meant to give us confidence."
'Whatever, kid,' Piccolo said. 'But don't let me *ever* hear any of you singing again! I'll send you all to the next dimension faster than you can say "Bring on Tomorrow," got it?' he snapped, directing this at them all.
"R-right," Bulma and Krillin stammered.
'Good. Now, when do you get to Namek?' he asked.
Gohan, eager to drop the subject, replied: "Tomorrow."
'Good; that means we can get wished back. Later.' And with that, Piccolo let off his telepathic connection with the not-that-great-at- singing-trio.
"So, what did they say, Piccolo?" Yamcha asked, as Piccolo turned around.
"They'll be at Namek tomorrow."
"That's all? You guys talked for quite a bit," Tien pointed out.
"Well, they were also singing this strange little song, and I told them that if I ever caught them singing together again, they'd be in the next dimension faster than they could say "bring on tomorrow," he replied.
Yamcha, Tien, Chaot-zu, and King Kai looked at each other. "'Bring on tomorrow?'" they all chorused.
"Yes, it was what the song was about."
"I think that's from 'Fame!' Bulma and I were in it back in high- school," Yamcha told them. "I starred in that," he said, flashing a smile.
"Who were you?" Tien asked.
"Joe." Then, Yamcha started singing, much to the dismay of others.
"You know what it's like
"When you wake up in the mornin' and it's hard,
"Standing up straight at attention
"Like the changin' of the gaur-" he was cut short by a blast from Piccolo.
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I know it had kinda a not that exciting ending, but you all know what Yamcha was talking about right? All the lyrics in this one are the same, since they worked perfectly fine in the situation. I was originally gonna have "Bring on Tomorrow" the night before the Cell Games, but it seemed more humorous to have it in this setting, don't you agree?
DISCLAIMER: Do you really think I own DBZ or FAME!? Honestly, ask yourself. Maybe if you meditate enough like Piccolo, you too will find the answer.
Feleda: Woho! Someone reviewed ACT 4! Thank you! Well, here's more. Hope you enjoy!
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*Finally,* Bulma thought to herself, as she looked at the ancient spaceship's monitor. Tomorrow, she Gohan, and Krillin would arrive on Namek and get the dragonballs while avoiding Vegeta. She wasn't sure how easy or hard this was going to be, but she was willing to try! Besides, the plan was to get the dragonballs and wish Piccolo and company back to life.
She walked over to the room where Krillin and Gohan were sitting playing poker. This was something very new and exciting to Gohan, since his mom had sheltered him all his life, and when he wasn't with her, he was with Piccolo for a year in the middle of nowhere.
"Hey boys, guess what? Tomorrow we'll reach Namek," she told them, sitting down next to Gohan.
"Really? That means we'll be able to wish back Mr. Piccolo soon!" Gohan said excitedly.
"Hmph. That means that we'll probably be running into Vegeta sooner," Krillin snapped.
"Who cares? He doesn't have a dragon radar! I say bring on tomorrow!" Bulma cried, then sang:
"Bring on tomorrow,
"Let it…" she searched for a word.
"Shine?" Krillin supplied.
"Shine!" Bulma agreed, singing the note.
"Like the sun coming up on a beautiful day…"
"It's your and mine!" Gohan jumped in.
"Yeah! That fits great, Gohan," Bulma complimented.
"We can make a difference,
"It's not too late,
"Bring on tomorrow,
"We can't wait!" she finished.
"Yeah! We can totally do this; we have the advantage," Krillin said enthusiastically. Then, by some unseen/heard signal, they all sang the uplifting song together:
"Bring on tomorrow,
"Let it shine," they held hands.
"Like the sun coming up on a beautiful day,
"It's yours and mine!" they sang, smiling and pointing at each other.
"We can make a difference, it's not too late!
"Bring on tomorrow,
"We can't wait!" they finished.
Meanwhile, in the after-life at King Kai's…
Piccolo had his hand on King Kai's back, and was about to "talk" to Gohan, but on hearing him, Bulma, and Krillin singing had stopped. It was a rather uplifting melody, he gave it that, but none of them had terribly wonderful voices; it pained his sharp Namekian ears.
'Gohan," he finally "said." (A/N: single quotation marks ' ' mean telepathy.)
Back in the ship, Gohan blanched. What if Mr. Piccolo had heard him and his friends singing?
'What the Hell were you three just doing?' Piccolo asked. 'You do realize that none of you have a decent voice, right?' he had now extended his thought to include Bulma and Krillin, who were both face-faultering.
"Well, yeah," Gohan replied. "But that's not the point, Piccolo. The song was meant to give us confidence."
'Whatever, kid,' Piccolo said. 'But don't let me *ever* hear any of you singing again! I'll send you all to the next dimension faster than you can say "Bring on Tomorrow," got it?' he snapped, directing this at them all.
"R-right," Bulma and Krillin stammered.
'Good. Now, when do you get to Namek?' he asked.
Gohan, eager to drop the subject, replied: "Tomorrow."
'Good; that means we can get wished back. Later.' And with that, Piccolo let off his telepathic connection with the not-that-great-at- singing-trio.
"So, what did they say, Piccolo?" Yamcha asked, as Piccolo turned around.
"They'll be at Namek tomorrow."
"That's all? You guys talked for quite a bit," Tien pointed out.
"Well, they were also singing this strange little song, and I told them that if I ever caught them singing together again, they'd be in the next dimension faster than they could say "bring on tomorrow," he replied.
Yamcha, Tien, Chaot-zu, and King Kai looked at each other. "'Bring on tomorrow?'" they all chorused.
"Yes, it was what the song was about."
"I think that's from 'Fame!' Bulma and I were in it back in high- school," Yamcha told them. "I starred in that," he said, flashing a smile.
"Who were you?" Tien asked.
"Joe." Then, Yamcha started singing, much to the dismay of others.
"You know what it's like
"When you wake up in the mornin' and it's hard,
"Standing up straight at attention
"Like the changin' of the gaur-" he was cut short by a blast from Piccolo.
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I know it had kinda a not that exciting ending, but you all know what Yamcha was talking about right? All the lyrics in this one are the same, since they worked perfectly fine in the situation. I was originally gonna have "Bring on Tomorrow" the night before the Cell Games, but it seemed more humorous to have it in this setting, don't you agree?