Love, Love It's Everywhere...And I'm Hating It

Yeah, you know ya missed it.

DD: We're back, strong and crazier than ever.

Cell: Nooo!

Get used to it Cell. We're almost done anyway, get over it.

DD: Yeah...let's just start now!

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This flight was gonna be a long one, Trunks could tell. For one thing, he had an aisle seat and he hated aisle seats. Piccolo was sitting across from him, Goten was in front of him, and Goku...well...let's just say today was not a good day to open ANY windows. But he was basically surrounded and this was a sorta good thing. Trunks just sighed and leaned back, he was going to try and enjoy this flight one way or a freakin nother. He slid on the complementary headphones and turned it to a station.

"What the...whoa, I know that song!" Trunks said as he began bouncing to the new Metallica song, "Frantic". The stewardess chose that time to strut up the aisle and threw a magazine in Trunks' face.

"Hmm...WHAT!? NEW METALLICA ALBUM SUCKS!?"

"Shh, its not public knowledge yet!" Piccolo scolded.

"But-but! Why?!"

"Its too complicated but I will tell you this: Lars."

"Ohh...I still don't get it."

"And you never will grasshopper."

(Quick Seattle Moment)

Vegeta, who had quickly gotten over his paranoia after the "Axl" incident, was now jumping on his bed like a little girl singing random KISS medleys and Aerosmith songs in his blue and grey Led Zepplin PJs.

"Sweeeeeeeeeet emoooooooooooooo-tioooon! Talk about things and nobody cares—"

"Wearin' out things that nobody wears—"

"Callin my name but I gotta make clear—"

"Can't say baby where I'll be in a year." You'd think by now that Vegeta would've noticed that some one was in the room with him but nooo. But he did notice after his music was suddenly turned off. And that ole paranoia returned real quick.

"What the!?"

"Well, well, well...look who was caught off guard." Said a familiar voice.

"CELL!"

"....Not even close dude." Of course you all have probably guessed who it is by now but I need to fill space here...

Vegeta slowly turned around and saw Axl Rose standing in the door way swinging the stereo power cord thingy. He was wearing a bucket hat (no pun GNR fans) and was kinda smirking. I think. Details...fuzzy...uh yeah.

"You! You are very fine."

"Why thank you—what?"

"You heard me. And I am here to make YOU, yes you, my whore!"

"...." Vegeta's eyes widened to the size of dinner plates as he cocked his head to the side.

"Run that by me again please?"

"I am here to take what is mine and make you my whore!"

"And you are going to tell me why."

"No."

"Excellent. Uh, shouldn't you be working on that album?"

Axl nodded and shrugged. Vegeta shook his head then leaped from his bed and onto Axl, sending them both into the hallway and down the stairs into the living room. Vegeta got up but Axl grabbed his ankles and dragged him back down. Axl got up and was about to elbow Vegeta in the back but the Saiya-jin was too fast and quickly got up, resulting in his head meeting Axl's and knocking both of them temporarily blind.

"Damnit....my eyes! I'VE LOST MY CONTACTS!"

"What contacts?!" Axl pointed to a nearby table and shouted, "THOSE!"

Vegeta made a move to go get the contacts and as soon as his back was turned Axl popped him in the back of the head with the bandanna he had hidden under his hat. Vegeta hit the ground with a yelp and in the process of falling bumped his head on the corner of the table which not only hurt really, really bad but knocked him out. And this probably wouldn't really happen coz Vegeta's a saiya-jin but I need to move on to the really funny stuff kay?

"Ah-ha! I knew these things would come in handy! Ow, now where's my other freakin lens..."

(End Quick Seattle Moment)

Trunks was now in the restroom frantically calling James' cell number. Things were going horribly wrong already. There was a snake loose on the plane, Slash was no where in sight, and the in-flight movie was and would be for the next 4 hours "Titanic: The Documentary Part 1" and lets not even think about pt.2. He slid down the wall and waited for some one to pick up. After a few rings he was welcomed to the sound of tribal chanting and James' familiar gruff voice.

"Halloo?"

"Er...James?"

"Trunks? Hey, how is every little thing?"

"Uh, well...good. Everything is good."

"Oh...well what's the problem?"

"Well Mick-o-dink and Piccolo are here too! And there's a snake on the damn plane!!"

"Wow. That IS horrible. Ah, well for the snake if you don't move it won't attack you—that's from Alice Cooper—and as for the Mick-o-dink and Piccolo, go find some Rolling Stones."

"Thanks man. And dare I ask what's going on with you?"

"Oh, about....70% of the die-hard 'Tallica fans are attacking me is all. Currently I'm being taped to my roof and they're about to pour hot tar on me."

".......WHAT?!"

"Don't worry about it! They can hurt me but they'll never kill me!"

"TAR?! HOT?! ROOF?! WHY?!"

"Your guess is as good as mine buddy. Ah, listen, is there anything else you need? Coz I kinda need to get out of here." James coughed on the other end and his voice held a tinge of nervousness and with good reason. I mean, have YOU ever had hot tar poured all over you? It freakin hurts man!

"Um, no, that's all for me. G-good luck with the...y'know...tar."

"Yeah, thanks. Bye!"

"Ja ne...." And with that Trunks ended the call right before James' screams of agony could reach his ears. He opened the restroom door to be greeted with the sounds of screaming and a python right outside the door.

"SCHNICKT!" Trunks screamed like a wussy as the python neared him. All the passengers were screaming their heads off and nothing was even happening...except for that cobra in the over head compartments, that might have something to do with all the fear. Yeah, most definitely.

"GAAH!" Trunks quickly slammed the restroom door and started laughing hysterically. But when he turned around it was proved to him that he was apparently too slow as the python drooped down from the ceiling and glared at him. Trunks' eyes widened as he began sweating profusely.

"If you don't move it won't attack...don't move...ahhh!!" Trunks hit the floor and stared at the glaring snake in the eye.

This is gonna be a reeeeeally looong flight.

(On the Pacific Ocean)

Bono, who we had forgot about for a few hours there, rode the waves on the back of a dolphin—yes again.

"At this rate I hope I can make it before anything big happens! Hmm, better check."

(Quick Seattle Moment)

Axl had finally succeeded in finding his other contact lens after much bumping into random tables and objects and had also succeeded in putting it in with out killing him self or poking out an eye. He was just about to tie Vegeta up with the noose he'd found when the phone started ringing.

"Man, who knows he lives all the way out here?" Axl said. He could come up with no one and just decided to answer the thing.

"H—er moshi moshi?"

"Vegeta?" said a familiar voice. "Vegeta, did you put your balls in a vice or something man?"

"Bono?! What the?!"

"Hey, who is this?! I know that voice!"

"Darn straight, I'm the Bailey guy!"

"...ROSE!"

"How'd you know he was way out here?!"

"That's classified information young lady. Wait a sec, what did you do with him any way? Axl—" Before Bono could utter another word Axl slammed the phone down in its cradle.

"Now that was just silly as spit. Now dear, I have other uses for you..." Axl crooned as he held the noose menacingly and cackled.

(End Quick Seattle Moment)

Trunks had long since fainted from the stress of having a python look at him like the next meal. By the time our hero (I think) had woken up, he was being toted by Piccolo and some tall hairy creature and another paler guy was beside him shaking his head.

"Uh...where am I—oof!" Trunks was suddenly dropped to the ground and the three men hovered over him.

"Dude you fainted." Said the hairy guy.

"At least you didn't move or you'd be dead right now." Said the pale guy.

"Dude you fainted." Said Piccolo. Trunks looked up at all three of them and said "Whaaat?" all defensive like.

"Ah well, our job here is done. Let's go Fluffy." Said the pale guy to the one with lots of hair. The other guy nodded and he and the pale guy walked off. Trunks stared at them then gasped.

"Wasn't that Alice Cooper and Slash?!"

"No, just some guys named Vincent Furnier and Saul Hudson." (Ed. Note: In answer to a question: yes)

"Oh...wa—"

"C'mon, lets go find Goten and Moddy Boy."

"Right." And with that, Trunks and Piccolo left to find Goten and Mod (Goku) like I said.

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C'mon, I haven't done this in a while, its supposed to be short! And it's a cliffie! Yey cliffs.

Cell: RIP Burton.

Yes.

DD: ...next, the cert!

Ohhh yeah...heh-heh..