Just Your Average T/P
By Granny Adams
Chapter 5: Back to the Non-Alternate Universe
[A/N Hmm. For those of you who now hate me after I made that one review, stop judging me. The Peedling posted our apology. So stop telling me that I am worth shit, and stop patting yourself on the back for feeling important. Because, well, none of us are. Writing on a dinky site and flaming other's flames are not important. In fact, I apologize for being hypocritical. The Peedling and I posted thinking our opinion actually was significant to the scheme of things. The truth, being it's not. Take a minute to process that. Or here, in simpler terms, we are a mere speck of dust in perspective. Keep that in mind when you say that someone pissed in my cereal and I ate it, or that my stories are plotless shit. I am simply posting for your enjoyment and make my life as a non-entity a tad more interesting.
o.o
Did I just type that?
Well, enjoy this one. ]
Pan raged along the sidewalk, her face streaked by remaining cover-up. She had attempted to remove the mess with an acne pad, but it refused to leave her face. Her onyx/coal/(choose an adjective that means black) eyes glared, as the cement was upheaved as she stomped.
"Why did I ever let her talk me into this?" She fumed, twitching her newly waxed eyebrows.
Some mile in front of her, Trunks was rejoicing, practically counting his end of the bet..
"HEY!" He said, stopping to think, "Sailor Moon IS hotter!"
He nodded to himself and continued.
~*~
At the exact same second, a long forgotten friend lingered near Goku and Chichi's mountain abode.
"Hey Po-po! What you doin' on my prope'tay?" Goku called in a mock-hick accent. Japanese.. Hick.. Okaay.
Mr. Popo, the ignored black-genie-man turned to him.
"Sigh. Woe is me, sigh sigh."
~*~
As Pan returned home, Gohan burst out the door clutching several folded papers.
"PAN!!! YOU'RE IN!!" He yelled.
"What am I in?" She said, rubbing the back of her head.
"LOOOOOOOOOOK," He called, shoving the papers into her hand.
She examined them with disgust, and Gohan was jumping for joy.
"YOU GOT ACCEPTED INTO COOLLLLEGE!!!"
"But I didn't apply-"
"I did, AND LOOK AT ALL THESE AMERICAN UNIVERSITIES!"
"Why can't I just go to a local college?"
"So you can transform yourself into a hot sorority girl over the small time you are at college, DUH!"
"Uh, bye bye," She said, promptly flying off into the endless blue void that is the sky.
"Look at this! Harvard, and YALE!! And MANHATTEN COMMUNITY COLLEGE- PAN!! COME BACK HERE!!!"
~*~
[I know, I know.. Short chapter. I can't really think of what I want to do next with this. I need ideas, so give me your t/p cliché in your review please. :)
I'll be your best friend?]
By Granny Adams
Chapter 5: Back to the Non-Alternate Universe
[A/N Hmm. For those of you who now hate me after I made that one review, stop judging me. The Peedling posted our apology. So stop telling me that I am worth shit, and stop patting yourself on the back for feeling important. Because, well, none of us are. Writing on a dinky site and flaming other's flames are not important. In fact, I apologize for being hypocritical. The Peedling and I posted thinking our opinion actually was significant to the scheme of things. The truth, being it's not. Take a minute to process that. Or here, in simpler terms, we are a mere speck of dust in perspective. Keep that in mind when you say that someone pissed in my cereal and I ate it, or that my stories are plotless shit. I am simply posting for your enjoyment and make my life as a non-entity a tad more interesting.
o.o
Did I just type that?
Well, enjoy this one. ]
Pan raged along the sidewalk, her face streaked by remaining cover-up. She had attempted to remove the mess with an acne pad, but it refused to leave her face. Her onyx/coal/(choose an adjective that means black) eyes glared, as the cement was upheaved as she stomped.
"Why did I ever let her talk me into this?" She fumed, twitching her newly waxed eyebrows.
Some mile in front of her, Trunks was rejoicing, practically counting his end of the bet..
"HEY!" He said, stopping to think, "Sailor Moon IS hotter!"
He nodded to himself and continued.
~*~
At the exact same second, a long forgotten friend lingered near Goku and Chichi's mountain abode.
"Hey Po-po! What you doin' on my prope'tay?" Goku called in a mock-hick accent. Japanese.. Hick.. Okaay.
Mr. Popo, the ignored black-genie-man turned to him.
"Sigh. Woe is me, sigh sigh."
~*~
As Pan returned home, Gohan burst out the door clutching several folded papers.
"PAN!!! YOU'RE IN!!" He yelled.
"What am I in?" She said, rubbing the back of her head.
"LOOOOOOOOOOK," He called, shoving the papers into her hand.
She examined them with disgust, and Gohan was jumping for joy.
"YOU GOT ACCEPTED INTO COOLLLLEGE!!!"
"But I didn't apply-"
"I did, AND LOOK AT ALL THESE AMERICAN UNIVERSITIES!"
"Why can't I just go to a local college?"
"So you can transform yourself into a hot sorority girl over the small time you are at college, DUH!"
"Uh, bye bye," She said, promptly flying off into the endless blue void that is the sky.
"Look at this! Harvard, and YALE!! And MANHATTEN COMMUNITY COLLEGE- PAN!! COME BACK HERE!!!"
~*~
[I know, I know.. Short chapter. I can't really think of what I want to do next with this. I need ideas, so give me your t/p cliché in your review please. :)
I'll be your best friend?]
