Disclaimer:
Andrew: "Now for everyone's favorite part.. The Disclaimer!"
Dimitri: "Because our budget dries us out enough, we don't
need lawyers trying to squeeze more cash out of us."
Andrew: "Alright then. I DO NOT OWN DB, DBZ, OR ANY
CHARACTERS IN IT."
Dimitri: "I wouldn't mind owning Violet.."
Violet: "!!!" *slaps Dimitri*
Dimitri: "Ow."
Andrew: "So, what acts of idiocy are to take place today?"
Gohan: "Y'mean other than Dimitri getting slapped... again?"
Dimitri: "Grr..."
Andrew: "Yeah, yeah, other than that. Let's move on to
the next episode shall we?"
Dimitri: **strangles Gohan as the fic begins**
[How to Become a Super Villian]
[Chapter Three]
[Come Up with a Dastardly Plot]
Later that day, Dimitri sat at the
kitchen table in a grand dining room, reading
a book entitled "How to Become a Super Villian."
(A/N: I ran out of titles. Ugh.) and got to the
third chapter. "Alright.. step three.. come up
with a dastardly plot.. let's see, why would I
commit myself to a life of villiany.." He looked
up as he heard a faint meow. "Moonlight, would
you go check on our dear guest for me? She
needs to eat supper." The cat nodded and
dashed out of the room and up the stairs as
the hallway changed to allow passage to
the kitchen and the library. The feline
transformed into a half cat boy of about 10 years
of age and ran into Violet's quarters.
(five minutes later...)
"The only way I'm going down there is if
you drag my cold dead body!!" Violet yelled,
hurling weights and other thigns at the poor
half feline as it frantically scrambled out
of the room, the door slamming behind him.
"Well?" Dimitri asked the horrified little
cat as it staggared breathlessly into the
kitchen. "I'm guessing it didn't go well." The
feline collapsed. Dimitri sighed and stood up,
walking out of the room and up the long
corridor to Violet's room, a tray of food appearing
in his hand. He reached up to open the door,
then stopped himself as a large shield appeared
in one hand. Satisfied with the safety measure,
Dimitri opened the door and stepped into the
room, holding the shield up as a vase slammed
into it in mere seconds.
"And I thought you'd like that vase." Dimitri
chuckled as he walked into the room, placing the
tray of food down on her nightstand. "Why are
you being so difficult?" Dimitri said to a glaring
Violet.
"How do you expect me to act to someone
who just kidnapped me and put me in this
prison!?" she yelled.
"Prison? My dear, if you want to be in a
real prison just tell me. You've got the best
room in the castle."
"Then why aren't there any windows?"
"A safety measure, to keep you from, well,
escaping." shrugged Dimitri. "But so long as you
don't make a horrid plot to run away, you can
have anything you want." He snapped his fingers
and windows opened up on two of the walls, as
one wall split open into curtains, leading to a balcony
that overlooked the sea (it's currently sunset) and the
entire island. Then he waved his hand up as a stone
panel arose from the ground with the outline of a
hand on it. "Place your hand on this at nightfall." Dimitri
said. "It should help you not feel quite so trapped."
Violet looked thankful to all of this but hit it as best
as she could, when she noticed a book in Dimitri's
hand. "How to become a supervillian?" she laughed.
"You're telling me you're plotting to be a villian, and
you're this nice to your prisoners?"
"Well if you'd rather, there's a nice cell full of
rotting corpses ordered off of E-Bay.."
"No, no, that's fine, I'll stick to being tormented
up here." she shrugged, walking outside to the
balcony. Dimitri nodded and walked out and back
downstairs. As soon as he entered the kitchen, he
shouted, "I got it!! The perfect plot!!" He then
cleared his throat and stood up on the table,
practicing his menacing villian voice.
"From this day forward, I will strive to
take over all televisions in the world and force
them to watch cartoons made by ME! And I
will buy all rights to video games and use them
to make my cartoons!!" He laughed sinisterly,
then slowly stopped as his feline lackey looked
at him like he was a complete idiot.
Dimitri coughed. "Or I could just stick with the
classic take over the world deal. That sounds
good enough." shrugged Dimitri. "But I'll need
a lot more lackeys. Oh Mooonliiight? Wanna
help me test the cloning machine?" Dimitri said,
as the cat yelped and ran away. "Hey! You
come back here!" yelled Dimitri. "The only time
it went wrong was when that turtle was turned
inside out!! But that was only once, what's to
be afraid of!?" The sorceror tripped and fell
on his face, and the book fell open to the
next page. It read;
"Step Three, part B; once you've come up with your
sinister plot, see Index to find how to prepare."
"Hmm.." Dimitri said, turning the pages quickly.
"Worldwide stinkbombs.. complete mind control, ooh,
that's a good one.. let's see, T, T... Toilet blasting..
Threatening Blackmail.. Here it is, taking over the
world.." Dimitri flipped the pages back to the
Taking Over the World thing. The text read;
"Taking over the world; Before you begin, villian
under training, you must do the following; Build
up an army of loyal followers, give them all weapons,
but not strong enough weapons that they could
overthrow you, and, the hardest part of all,"
Dimitri scoffed at those words. "What could be
harder than all that?" .. Curiously, he read on.
".. yes, we do mean the absolute hardest part of
taking over the world, is Step Four." Dimitri, slightly
annoyed, turned the page yet again, to Step Four.
"Step Four; If you're not plotting world domination,
you may skip Step Four. If you are plotting world
domination, you must, I repeat, MUST, find a
wicked queen to be by your side. That's right,
villianous reader, you have to get hitched; or
atleast find yourself a girlfriend. Once you have
completed Step Four, turn to Step Five."
Dimitri growled, then looked around, worried
slightly. "Evil queen, evil queen.. Let's see..
Moonlight wouldn't pass for an evil queen,
that's for sure.. I can't marry a corpse.." He
looked at the hallway leading up to
the special treatment guest room. ".. oh,
no.. this is going to be harder than I thought."
A/N: "Well now that Dimitri's got an evil plot,
it looks like he's got his work cut out for him.
What will happen? You gotta stay tuned to
find out! And hey, I would really appreciate
reviews. It shows that you're a nice person
to take the time and review if you liked the
story. Because I might just stop writing if
no reviews come in o_O That.. and like I said
before, it's the good thing to do - Unless your
villianous, then I guess it's the.. er.. um..
self benificial thing to do because it'll make me
want to get off my lazy carcass and write more."
Andrew: "Now for everyone's favorite part.. The Disclaimer!"
Dimitri: "Because our budget dries us out enough, we don't
need lawyers trying to squeeze more cash out of us."
Andrew: "Alright then. I DO NOT OWN DB, DBZ, OR ANY
CHARACTERS IN IT."
Dimitri: "I wouldn't mind owning Violet.."
Violet: "!!!" *slaps Dimitri*
Dimitri: "Ow."
Andrew: "So, what acts of idiocy are to take place today?"
Gohan: "Y'mean other than Dimitri getting slapped... again?"
Dimitri: "Grr..."
Andrew: "Yeah, yeah, other than that. Let's move on to
the next episode shall we?"
Dimitri: **strangles Gohan as the fic begins**
[How to Become a Super Villian]
[Chapter Three]
[Come Up with a Dastardly Plot]
Later that day, Dimitri sat at the
kitchen table in a grand dining room, reading
a book entitled "How to Become a Super Villian."
(A/N: I ran out of titles. Ugh.) and got to the
third chapter. "Alright.. step three.. come up
with a dastardly plot.. let's see, why would I
commit myself to a life of villiany.." He looked
up as he heard a faint meow. "Moonlight, would
you go check on our dear guest for me? She
needs to eat supper." The cat nodded and
dashed out of the room and up the stairs as
the hallway changed to allow passage to
the kitchen and the library. The feline
transformed into a half cat boy of about 10 years
of age and ran into Violet's quarters.
(five minutes later...)
"The only way I'm going down there is if
you drag my cold dead body!!" Violet yelled,
hurling weights and other thigns at the poor
half feline as it frantically scrambled out
of the room, the door slamming behind him.
"Well?" Dimitri asked the horrified little
cat as it staggared breathlessly into the
kitchen. "I'm guessing it didn't go well." The
feline collapsed. Dimitri sighed and stood up,
walking out of the room and up the long
corridor to Violet's room, a tray of food appearing
in his hand. He reached up to open the door,
then stopped himself as a large shield appeared
in one hand. Satisfied with the safety measure,
Dimitri opened the door and stepped into the
room, holding the shield up as a vase slammed
into it in mere seconds.
"And I thought you'd like that vase." Dimitri
chuckled as he walked into the room, placing the
tray of food down on her nightstand. "Why are
you being so difficult?" Dimitri said to a glaring
Violet.
"How do you expect me to act to someone
who just kidnapped me and put me in this
prison!?" she yelled.
"Prison? My dear, if you want to be in a
real prison just tell me. You've got the best
room in the castle."
"Then why aren't there any windows?"
"A safety measure, to keep you from, well,
escaping." shrugged Dimitri. "But so long as you
don't make a horrid plot to run away, you can
have anything you want." He snapped his fingers
and windows opened up on two of the walls, as
one wall split open into curtains, leading to a balcony
that overlooked the sea (it's currently sunset) and the
entire island. Then he waved his hand up as a stone
panel arose from the ground with the outline of a
hand on it. "Place your hand on this at nightfall." Dimitri
said. "It should help you not feel quite so trapped."
Violet looked thankful to all of this but hit it as best
as she could, when she noticed a book in Dimitri's
hand. "How to become a supervillian?" she laughed.
"You're telling me you're plotting to be a villian, and
you're this nice to your prisoners?"
"Well if you'd rather, there's a nice cell full of
rotting corpses ordered off of E-Bay.."
"No, no, that's fine, I'll stick to being tormented
up here." she shrugged, walking outside to the
balcony. Dimitri nodded and walked out and back
downstairs. As soon as he entered the kitchen, he
shouted, "I got it!! The perfect plot!!" He then
cleared his throat and stood up on the table,
practicing his menacing villian voice.
"From this day forward, I will strive to
take over all televisions in the world and force
them to watch cartoons made by ME! And I
will buy all rights to video games and use them
to make my cartoons!!" He laughed sinisterly,
then slowly stopped as his feline lackey looked
at him like he was a complete idiot.
Dimitri coughed. "Or I could just stick with the
classic take over the world deal. That sounds
good enough." shrugged Dimitri. "But I'll need
a lot more lackeys. Oh Mooonliiight? Wanna
help me test the cloning machine?" Dimitri said,
as the cat yelped and ran away. "Hey! You
come back here!" yelled Dimitri. "The only time
it went wrong was when that turtle was turned
inside out!! But that was only once, what's to
be afraid of!?" The sorceror tripped and fell
on his face, and the book fell open to the
next page. It read;
"Step Three, part B; once you've come up with your
sinister plot, see Index to find how to prepare."
"Hmm.." Dimitri said, turning the pages quickly.
"Worldwide stinkbombs.. complete mind control, ooh,
that's a good one.. let's see, T, T... Toilet blasting..
Threatening Blackmail.. Here it is, taking over the
world.." Dimitri flipped the pages back to the
Taking Over the World thing. The text read;
"Taking over the world; Before you begin, villian
under training, you must do the following; Build
up an army of loyal followers, give them all weapons,
but not strong enough weapons that they could
overthrow you, and, the hardest part of all,"
Dimitri scoffed at those words. "What could be
harder than all that?" .. Curiously, he read on.
".. yes, we do mean the absolute hardest part of
taking over the world, is Step Four." Dimitri, slightly
annoyed, turned the page yet again, to Step Four.
"Step Four; If you're not plotting world domination,
you may skip Step Four. If you are plotting world
domination, you must, I repeat, MUST, find a
wicked queen to be by your side. That's right,
villianous reader, you have to get hitched; or
atleast find yourself a girlfriend. Once you have
completed Step Four, turn to Step Five."
Dimitri growled, then looked around, worried
slightly. "Evil queen, evil queen.. Let's see..
Moonlight wouldn't pass for an evil queen,
that's for sure.. I can't marry a corpse.." He
looked at the hallway leading up to
the special treatment guest room. ".. oh,
no.. this is going to be harder than I thought."
A/N: "Well now that Dimitri's got an evil plot,
it looks like he's got his work cut out for him.
What will happen? You gotta stay tuned to
find out! And hey, I would really appreciate
reviews. It shows that you're a nice person
to take the time and review if you liked the
story. Because I might just stop writing if
no reviews come in o_O That.. and like I said
before, it's the good thing to do - Unless your
villianous, then I guess it's the.. er.. um..
self benificial thing to do because it'll make me
want to get off my lazy carcass and write more."
