Okay, sorry that it took so long. But I couldn't find the inspiration and,
and, and I LOST MY PENCIL!!!! (Lame excuse Agnes!) Sigh, I know. But
really, how am I supposed to write if I don't have my pencil? (There are
million others?) But they are all dull! (You can use a sharpener, can't
you?) I could yes, especially since Zoltan lost mine. (You are impossible.)
;;Veggie's thoughts;;
Disclaimer: When I am a 20-meter tall singing flea, then I own Dbz. (Hey, it rhymes!)
Help! It's the thirteenth!
Part 2
Vegeta smiled as the droplets ran down his face.
"Glad that's over. I'll never cook eggs in my boxers again."
He chuckled a little. Kind of stupid thing to say.
He turned the water off and opened the door. A cool gust of air hit his body. The prince grabbed for his towel and stepped out.
"Ugh!"
Vegeta lay on the floor, drumming his fingers.
"Something tells me this isn't one of my lucky days."
~~~~~~After a while~~~~~~~~~~~
The continuing hum of the hairdryer filled the saiyan's ears. He sighed.
;;I hope nothing bad happens. There, done. ;;
"Oh-oh."
He looked at his arm. The prince rolled his eyes.
"Why oh why me?"
The line was wrapped around his arm tightly. He glanced into the mirror at his reflection.
"Got an idea? No? I thought so."
With that he tried to free his hand from the evil wire of the hairdryer.
"Stupid wire...can't get it off...Whoah!"
The machine slipped from his hand. Vegeta cached it, but only to have it slide up to the sky. He cached it and once again, it traveled to the ceiling.
"Since when did the hairdryer become soap?"
Splooch!!!!
"Once again; oh-oh!"
The prince looked down at the sink. This was NOT good.
It started sizzling.
"Whoah!"
Vegeta backed up to the wall.
It sizzled even more.
His eyes widened.
Suddenly, the hairdryer jumped out of the water.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!"
He ran out of the bathroom, terrified.
"Help!!!!!!! There is a mad hairdryer on the lose!!!!!!"
The electrical unit followed.
The prince turned around the corner, planning on finding a sanctuary in their room.
He looked back. There, following him, was the most evilest, scariest thing he has faced yet; the HAIRDRYER.
He couldn't take his eyes off it.
Bump!
He crashed into the door.
"Ouch! My nose!"
Vegeta brought one hand to his body part, another to the doorknob.
"Come on, open!!!"
It just kept on coming.
"PLEASE!!!"
He shook it. It was only a few meters away now. Sweat rolled down his face. He slid to sitting at the door. This is it.
;; Farewell, cruel world. ;;
It danced in front of him.
"Gulp."
It sizzled. Vegeta squinted. The electronic buzz became louder.
Suddenly it dropped.
"Phew!"
The prince fell sideways, relieved.
"I AM ALIVE!!!!!"
;;Veggie's thoughts;;
Disclaimer: When I am a 20-meter tall singing flea, then I own Dbz. (Hey, it rhymes!)
Help! It's the thirteenth!
Part 2
Vegeta smiled as the droplets ran down his face.
"Glad that's over. I'll never cook eggs in my boxers again."
He chuckled a little. Kind of stupid thing to say.
He turned the water off and opened the door. A cool gust of air hit his body. The prince grabbed for his towel and stepped out.
"Ugh!"
Vegeta lay on the floor, drumming his fingers.
"Something tells me this isn't one of my lucky days."
~~~~~~After a while~~~~~~~~~~~
The continuing hum of the hairdryer filled the saiyan's ears. He sighed.
;;I hope nothing bad happens. There, done. ;;
"Oh-oh."
He looked at his arm. The prince rolled his eyes.
"Why oh why me?"
The line was wrapped around his arm tightly. He glanced into the mirror at his reflection.
"Got an idea? No? I thought so."
With that he tried to free his hand from the evil wire of the hairdryer.
"Stupid wire...can't get it off...Whoah!"
The machine slipped from his hand. Vegeta cached it, but only to have it slide up to the sky. He cached it and once again, it traveled to the ceiling.
"Since when did the hairdryer become soap?"
Splooch!!!!
"Once again; oh-oh!"
The prince looked down at the sink. This was NOT good.
It started sizzling.
"Whoah!"
Vegeta backed up to the wall.
It sizzled even more.
His eyes widened.
Suddenly, the hairdryer jumped out of the water.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!"
He ran out of the bathroom, terrified.
"Help!!!!!!! There is a mad hairdryer on the lose!!!!!!"
The electrical unit followed.
The prince turned around the corner, planning on finding a sanctuary in their room.
He looked back. There, following him, was the most evilest, scariest thing he has faced yet; the HAIRDRYER.
He couldn't take his eyes off it.
Bump!
He crashed into the door.
"Ouch! My nose!"
Vegeta brought one hand to his body part, another to the doorknob.
"Come on, open!!!"
It just kept on coming.
"PLEASE!!!"
He shook it. It was only a few meters away now. Sweat rolled down his face. He slid to sitting at the door. This is it.
;; Farewell, cruel world. ;;
It danced in front of him.
"Gulp."
It sizzled. Vegeta squinted. The electronic buzz became louder.
Suddenly it dropped.
"Phew!"
The prince fell sideways, relieved.
"I AM ALIVE!!!!!"
