Wow! I finally got back to this! I guess, it was just laziness that kept me away. Uhhhh...that
sounds about right! Knowing that I don't own any DOA 3 characters, I feel very sorry that all I
can write is simple fan fics. *sigh* Well, here's chapter 2...
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The Day Before the Tournament: Zach
BA BA BEEEP! BA BA BEEP!! BA BA BEEP!!!
Zach slammed his hand on top of his alarm clock to shut it up. It was 8:30 in the morning. Zach
got out of bed, and headed towards the bathroom. He turned on the sink, and splashed cold water
on his face. He still couldn't seem to wake up. Why had he turned on his alarm clock anyway? He
was blinking continuously. He had been up all night watching a DBZ uncut marathon on Adult Swim.
Six hours of Saiyans kickin' butt. That's what he called a good time.
He remembered that he had some kinda' dream last night. He wasn't quite sure if he could
remember it any more. It seemed like a blur. All he could recall was a lot of lights, and money,
and even more gambling. He tried to figure it out, but that was a hard task at this time of
morning.
He walked over towards the livingroom. He turned on the TV. The news was on. It was something
about the war in Iraq. He changed the channel. News about the war was really depressing. He
changed it to Nickelodeon. Invader Zim was on. Now there's something worth watching ^_^
He walked over towards his kitchen, and pulled open the freezer door. The nice, cold air was
refreshing. He stuck his hand in there and yanked out some waffles. He stuck a couple of 'um
in the toaster.
He walked back over to the living room, and sat on the sofa, remote in hand. He was watching
Invader Zim. It was the Christmas episode. "That's pretty wierd" he thought. "It's the middle
of summer....why would they be showing a Christmas episode?"
The waffles popped up out of the toaster. Zach heard them come out with a little cha-ching
kinda' sound. It once again reminded him of his dream. What was his dream about anyway? He still
couldn't remember.
He walked over towards the kitchen, and got his waffles. He spread butter over them, and drowned
them in syrup. He walked back over to the livingroom. Invader Zim was at the Santa song. He
always loved that song...
Bow down!
Bow down!
Before the power of Santa!
Or be crushed...
Be crushed...
By his jolly boots of doom!
Zach continued to watch, when the phone rang. He got up, and went to get it. He picked up the
reciever.
Zach: Hello?
Person: Hey, it's Jake.
Zach: Stupid! You're making me miss Invader Zim!
Jake: Woah! Sorry Dude!
Zach: What da' ya' want?
Jake: I just wanted to know when you were headed for Vegas.
Zach: Vegas?
Jake: Yeah! Don't you remember? That's why you entered the last DOA tournament!
Zach: Oh yeah....
Jake: DO you got any money left for it?
Zach: *thinks about it* Not enough..
Jake: Well, you'd better hkurry and get some money. Next week is the big Vegas show! It's
reckoned to be one of the best in the world!
Zach: How my s'posed to get the money?
Jake: Uhh....DUH! The next DOA tournament is tomorrow!
Zach: Oh yeah....
Jake: Better hurry...Bye!
Zach: Bye!
He hung up the phone, and called the airport to see if he could get some speedy quick tickets to
Japan.
He paked his things, and got ready to head for his trip!
Zach: When I win.....Vegas! Here I come!
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Well...That's all I got for now. Sorry it's so short. I don't know mush about him.... i will
continue with the other characters. Sorry for the delay...I'm probably gonna' delay this one too.
Don't worry. Hopefully, the next chapter will be a littele better....
sounds about right! Knowing that I don't own any DOA 3 characters, I feel very sorry that all I
can write is simple fan fics. *sigh* Well, here's chapter 2...
///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////
The Day Before the Tournament: Zach
BA BA BEEEP! BA BA BEEP!! BA BA BEEP!!!
Zach slammed his hand on top of his alarm clock to shut it up. It was 8:30 in the morning. Zach
got out of bed, and headed towards the bathroom. He turned on the sink, and splashed cold water
on his face. He still couldn't seem to wake up. Why had he turned on his alarm clock anyway? He
was blinking continuously. He had been up all night watching a DBZ uncut marathon on Adult Swim.
Six hours of Saiyans kickin' butt. That's what he called a good time.
He remembered that he had some kinda' dream last night. He wasn't quite sure if he could
remember it any more. It seemed like a blur. All he could recall was a lot of lights, and money,
and even more gambling. He tried to figure it out, but that was a hard task at this time of
morning.
He walked over towards the livingroom. He turned on the TV. The news was on. It was something
about the war in Iraq. He changed the channel. News about the war was really depressing. He
changed it to Nickelodeon. Invader Zim was on. Now there's something worth watching ^_^
He walked over towards his kitchen, and pulled open the freezer door. The nice, cold air was
refreshing. He stuck his hand in there and yanked out some waffles. He stuck a couple of 'um
in the toaster.
He walked back over to the living room, and sat on the sofa, remote in hand. He was watching
Invader Zim. It was the Christmas episode. "That's pretty wierd" he thought. "It's the middle
of summer....why would they be showing a Christmas episode?"
The waffles popped up out of the toaster. Zach heard them come out with a little cha-ching
kinda' sound. It once again reminded him of his dream. What was his dream about anyway? He still
couldn't remember.
He walked over towards the kitchen, and got his waffles. He spread butter over them, and drowned
them in syrup. He walked back over to the livingroom. Invader Zim was at the Santa song. He
always loved that song...
Bow down!
Bow down!
Before the power of Santa!
Or be crushed...
Be crushed...
By his jolly boots of doom!
Zach continued to watch, when the phone rang. He got up, and went to get it. He picked up the
reciever.
Zach: Hello?
Person: Hey, it's Jake.
Zach: Stupid! You're making me miss Invader Zim!
Jake: Woah! Sorry Dude!
Zach: What da' ya' want?
Jake: I just wanted to know when you were headed for Vegas.
Zach: Vegas?
Jake: Yeah! Don't you remember? That's why you entered the last DOA tournament!
Zach: Oh yeah....
Jake: DO you got any money left for it?
Zach: *thinks about it* Not enough..
Jake: Well, you'd better hkurry and get some money. Next week is the big Vegas show! It's
reckoned to be one of the best in the world!
Zach: How my s'posed to get the money?
Jake: Uhh....DUH! The next DOA tournament is tomorrow!
Zach: Oh yeah....
Jake: Better hurry...Bye!
Zach: Bye!
He hung up the phone, and called the airport to see if he could get some speedy quick tickets to
Japan.
He paked his things, and got ready to head for his trip!
Zach: When I win.....Vegas! Here I come!
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Well...That's all I got for now. Sorry it's so short. I don't know mush about him.... i will
continue with the other characters. Sorry for the delay...I'm probably gonna' delay this one too.
Don't worry. Hopefully, the next chapter will be a littele better....