Career Day
Goku, the quick thinker he was, was easily able to round up everyone - with the element of super-speed and suprise - touching them just enough so that he could quickly teleport to a far-away and barren area. Unfortunately enough, it happened to be the exact same spot the Cell Games were held all those years ago.
Gohan let out a little moan, then straightened up. Upon a familiar battle ground, it set him straight in the mood for a battle. Most of the warriors were a little dizy, not used to the instant transmission. Gohan, Goku, Vegeta, 18, and Krillen were the only ones really alert at the time. A few more seconds were all anyone needed to adapt to the sincere atmosphere. All the Z fighters grouped on one side of the line, all the badies on the other.
No one made a move for several moments, then all of a sudden, an explosion took place. The Z fighters outnumbered the escapees, both in numbers and in strength. Even Yamcha, the weakest of all of the warriors, was able to hold his own - for a few minutes at least.
After a good 10 minutes, Yamcha fell to the ground, and before he had manged to get up, Cell had moved from his fight with a non-powered-up Vegeta [Vegeta was still winning] to pin Yamcha underfoot. He laughed out loud at the incompitence of his opponents.
"My my, it seems we have the upper hand here. Without a threat on Earth, it seems Earth's valiant forces have been slacking!"
Vegeta snorted, as did many others. Krillen chose to speak for everyone when he disentangled himself from a fight with Jeice, and loudly commented. "How stupid can you be? Yamcha's only human - besides, he quit fighting years ago. I might be no Saiyan, but I can hold my own ten times better than him! And are you really dumb enough to think the Saiyans would stop training?"
Cell stopped dead in his tracks, bringing his gloating to a halt and lifting his hand to rub his chin in thought. "Hmm... let me think for a second-"
Unfortunately, he was interupted by Vegeta's foot.
"One second too late andriod! And since when did you start thinking?" He smirked at the grasshopper-like creature below him, powering up enough to knock him out, and yet get a little whimper out of the Andriod before he passed out. "Hmm.. didn't think so."
In classic Anime style, the living dead evil-doers fell over, astounded that their strongest warrior was fallen, and hadn't even landed a descent punch. Frieza sat Indian style, a pouting look splayed across his face. "Well...this sucks."
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Videl looked on in silence, as well as the rest school, opened mouth. They were there two seconds ago... how could they all just disappear?!?
"Where are they...."
" They were just there..."
"Cell and gohans friends, thats right..."
"Are you sure that it was them...?"
"Maybe it was something we ate... the cafeteria food didn't look that good?"
"Does it EVER look good?"
"NO!"
All of the sudden, the minds of our incredibly gullible - and stupid - teenage generation switched gears. They rallied together, now focused on the outside lunch area, staring away from the scene of Gohan's incident. Several of the students body leaders had jumped on tables that were scattered around the grounds - calling out to their fellow students to help them strike against the evil cafeteria food.
Erasa slowly let her gaze shift to the protest, cooing in the way only a very, very dumb blonde can. Sharpener was the first to notice this, and immeidately began to call out to the helpless one.
"NO!!! Erasa! Don't listen to them - Don't look at the light!" Sharpener cried
Erasa cocked her head to the side, a slightly dazed expression in her eyes, and began taking a few steps forward. "I can't help it... its so, so... bueatiful! [A bugs life! I couldn't resist!] The students rise to meet the unreasonable demands that adults set up! The cry of the man against the machine - that we are expected to follow... well - NO MORE!" She balled her hands into fists, bringing them up as if ready to fight. "It's wonderful... bueatiful! This generation will prevail - we will win! No more will we listen to our oppressors, who demand so much of us, and give us nothing in return, but disgusting slop!" She then proceeded to run towards the mob - and join them in their... 'fight' for justice.
"NO!!!!!" Sharpener cried, reaching out for her, but it was too late. Videl placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Sharpener - She joined the dark side... theres nothing we can do. Stop - before it claims you too!" Though Sharpener was a little... Sharpener, he was still her good friend.
"No..." Sharpener put his head in hands. "It's my fault... I should have seen it coming. She was too blonde for her own good... WHY KAMI WHY!?!?!?!?!?" He screamed, calling out to the skies.
But it went unnoticed by anyone, except for Videl, who looked on her friend with sympathy. Sharpener, by now, had dropped to his knees and began cursing himself outloud. Videl couldn't help but take a look at the group, that had claimed her friend.
She, of course, was unaffected, having NO school spirit whatsoever. Erasa was only taken because she blonde and thus, dumb and cheerleader-ish. As she looked on upon the crowd, she happened to catch a glimpse of her possesed friend, who had jumped up onto a table, along with the whole entire group of people. They, in this act, continued to rant and rave, the only new thing was that they were a few feet taller than every one, but to them it seemed like they could rule the world.
Unfortinately, one of them thought of it as well. Mad with idea of power, this student called out to his fellow comrades, telling them his idea. The teens thought this a very good idea, as all were crazed with... something, and took off into large tanks, which just happened to be there at the moment. They weren't there before - but they were there now, and who question it?
Obviously, they were just MENT to rule the world.
~*~*~*~*~
Dende sat upon his lookout, chuckling at the scene displayed in his minds eye. Placing the thought of ruling the world in that kids mind went great! Being a god paid off so much! Next time he saw Elder Mori, he would give Mori the best golf swing his godly power could handle.
His bags were packed: he had enough Pina Colada formula to last for a few years, a months worth of clothes, and food could be materialised. He was ready to go at a moments notice. He knew of a guy who could... give him protection. After all, the Supreme Kai needed a good laugh.
~*~Flash Back~*~
Dende was busy mingling with other planetary Gods at the InterGalactic God Reunion, when he came upon a short fellow that he didn't recognise. After having a drink or two [or three or four or five or...], Dende was currently seeing TWO unfamiliar, blurry - yet idnetical - faces.
"H*ick*elooo! My name ish Dande, Gud Of *ick* Earsth. Nish to *ick* meet yo."
The strange figure chuckled. "Well, Dande, Gud of Earsth," he repeated the drunken god exactly, making the other Gods around them laugh. "It seems you have had a taste of our 'special' punch."
Dende also laughed, regain his senses for a few moments. "Well, Mr's, it was bery good. Best punch I ever hade, besides the one from Frieza."
"Frieza?" The strange man's tone became serious, "And you live to tell the tale?'
'Well, atualliery, I died, but was rebibed when my friend, Goku, killed him."
"Oh... you know Son Goku?"
"Why, yesh as a matters of fat..."
~*~ End Flash Back ~*~
Dende's train of thought was interrupted when he emitted an extremely large belch, courtesy of one to many Pina Colada's. Interrupted so, he focused his attention back to his victims.
'Gohan,' he thought with unrestrianed glee, 'At the end of this you're gone want to turn me into a Dende-ka-bob, but when you try to eat me, you'll choke on me!'
And so, he let out his newly-acquired evil laugh resonate around the lookout, "Muahahahahahahahahah *ick* ahahahaha
hahahahahahahahahahahahahah."
Behind him, Popo felt a shiver run down his spine. 'When he decided to get an evil laugh... he did a very good job."
OOOOH! What happened after the mysterious stranger found out Dende knew Goku? Who was he, anyway?
Mirai Trunks - Will the students take over the world? Will Videl and Sharpener be able to save Erasa?
S.E. - Will Videl find out Gohan's secrets? Will the badies go back to Otherworld?
Mirai Trunks - Will Frieza ever stop saying 'this sucks?'
S.E. - Well, thats for me to know, and you to find out, next time on Career Day!
Mirai Trunks - And on the more serious note...
S.E. - Yes! It's Done, and rather well I must say - it was also much longer, as promised, Sorry if there are any errors, but I still don't have Word *cries*
Continuing, I had so much fun writing this chapter - I am truly out of my rut, So, instead of updating THIS mid-January, like my bio says, I will probably updating the NEXT chapter mid-January.
Until then... Ja ne!
P.S. - Reveiw
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Goku, the quick thinker he was, was easily able to round up everyone - with the element of super-speed and suprise - touching them just enough so that he could quickly teleport to a far-away and barren area. Unfortunately enough, it happened to be the exact same spot the Cell Games were held all those years ago.
Gohan let out a little moan, then straightened up. Upon a familiar battle ground, it set him straight in the mood for a battle. Most of the warriors were a little dizy, not used to the instant transmission. Gohan, Goku, Vegeta, 18, and Krillen were the only ones really alert at the time. A few more seconds were all anyone needed to adapt to the sincere atmosphere. All the Z fighters grouped on one side of the line, all the badies on the other.
No one made a move for several moments, then all of a sudden, an explosion took place. The Z fighters outnumbered the escapees, both in numbers and in strength. Even Yamcha, the weakest of all of the warriors, was able to hold his own - for a few minutes at least.
After a good 10 minutes, Yamcha fell to the ground, and before he had manged to get up, Cell had moved from his fight with a non-powered-up Vegeta [Vegeta was still winning] to pin Yamcha underfoot. He laughed out loud at the incompitence of his opponents.
"My my, it seems we have the upper hand here. Without a threat on Earth, it seems Earth's valiant forces have been slacking!"
Vegeta snorted, as did many others. Krillen chose to speak for everyone when he disentangled himself from a fight with Jeice, and loudly commented. "How stupid can you be? Yamcha's only human - besides, he quit fighting years ago. I might be no Saiyan, but I can hold my own ten times better than him! And are you really dumb enough to think the Saiyans would stop training?"
Cell stopped dead in his tracks, bringing his gloating to a halt and lifting his hand to rub his chin in thought. "Hmm... let me think for a second-"
Unfortunately, he was interupted by Vegeta's foot.
"One second too late andriod! And since when did you start thinking?" He smirked at the grasshopper-like creature below him, powering up enough to knock him out, and yet get a little whimper out of the Andriod before he passed out. "Hmm.. didn't think so."
In classic Anime style, the living dead evil-doers fell over, astounded that their strongest warrior was fallen, and hadn't even landed a descent punch. Frieza sat Indian style, a pouting look splayed across his face. "Well...this sucks."
~*~*~*~
Videl looked on in silence, as well as the rest school, opened mouth. They were there two seconds ago... how could they all just disappear?!?
"Where are they...."
" They were just there..."
"Cell and gohans friends, thats right..."
"Are you sure that it was them...?"
"Maybe it was something we ate... the cafeteria food didn't look that good?"
"Does it EVER look good?"
"NO!"
All of the sudden, the minds of our incredibly gullible - and stupid - teenage generation switched gears. They rallied together, now focused on the outside lunch area, staring away from the scene of Gohan's incident. Several of the students body leaders had jumped on tables that were scattered around the grounds - calling out to their fellow students to help them strike against the evil cafeteria food.
Erasa slowly let her gaze shift to the protest, cooing in the way only a very, very dumb blonde can. Sharpener was the first to notice this, and immeidately began to call out to the helpless one.
"NO!!! Erasa! Don't listen to them - Don't look at the light!" Sharpener cried
Erasa cocked her head to the side, a slightly dazed expression in her eyes, and began taking a few steps forward. "I can't help it... its so, so... bueatiful! [A bugs life! I couldn't resist!] The students rise to meet the unreasonable demands that adults set up! The cry of the man against the machine - that we are expected to follow... well - NO MORE!" She balled her hands into fists, bringing them up as if ready to fight. "It's wonderful... bueatiful! This generation will prevail - we will win! No more will we listen to our oppressors, who demand so much of us, and give us nothing in return, but disgusting slop!" She then proceeded to run towards the mob - and join them in their... 'fight' for justice.
"NO!!!!!" Sharpener cried, reaching out for her, but it was too late. Videl placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Sharpener - She joined the dark side... theres nothing we can do. Stop - before it claims you too!" Though Sharpener was a little... Sharpener, he was still her good friend.
"No..." Sharpener put his head in hands. "It's my fault... I should have seen it coming. She was too blonde for her own good... WHY KAMI WHY!?!?!?!?!?" He screamed, calling out to the skies.
But it went unnoticed by anyone, except for Videl, who looked on her friend with sympathy. Sharpener, by now, had dropped to his knees and began cursing himself outloud. Videl couldn't help but take a look at the group, that had claimed her friend.
She, of course, was unaffected, having NO school spirit whatsoever. Erasa was only taken because she blonde and thus, dumb and cheerleader-ish. As she looked on upon the crowd, she happened to catch a glimpse of her possesed friend, who had jumped up onto a table, along with the whole entire group of people. They, in this act, continued to rant and rave, the only new thing was that they were a few feet taller than every one, but to them it seemed like they could rule the world.
Unfortinately, one of them thought of it as well. Mad with idea of power, this student called out to his fellow comrades, telling them his idea. The teens thought this a very good idea, as all were crazed with... something, and took off into large tanks, which just happened to be there at the moment. They weren't there before - but they were there now, and who question it?
Obviously, they were just MENT to rule the world.
~*~*~*~*~
Dende sat upon his lookout, chuckling at the scene displayed in his minds eye. Placing the thought of ruling the world in that kids mind went great! Being a god paid off so much! Next time he saw Elder Mori, he would give Mori the best golf swing his godly power could handle.
His bags were packed: he had enough Pina Colada formula to last for a few years, a months worth of clothes, and food could be materialised. He was ready to go at a moments notice. He knew of a guy who could... give him protection. After all, the Supreme Kai needed a good laugh.
~*~Flash Back~*~
Dende was busy mingling with other planetary Gods at the InterGalactic God Reunion, when he came upon a short fellow that he didn't recognise. After having a drink or two [or three or four or five or...], Dende was currently seeing TWO unfamiliar, blurry - yet idnetical - faces.
"H*ick*elooo! My name ish Dande, Gud Of *ick* Earsth. Nish to *ick* meet yo."
The strange figure chuckled. "Well, Dande, Gud of Earsth," he repeated the drunken god exactly, making the other Gods around them laugh. "It seems you have had a taste of our 'special' punch."
Dende also laughed, regain his senses for a few moments. "Well, Mr's, it was bery good. Best punch I ever hade, besides the one from Frieza."
"Frieza?" The strange man's tone became serious, "And you live to tell the tale?'
'Well, atualliery, I died, but was rebibed when my friend, Goku, killed him."
"Oh... you know Son Goku?"
"Why, yesh as a matters of fat..."
~*~ End Flash Back ~*~
Dende's train of thought was interrupted when he emitted an extremely large belch, courtesy of one to many Pina Colada's. Interrupted so, he focused his attention back to his victims.
'Gohan,' he thought with unrestrianed glee, 'At the end of this you're gone want to turn me into a Dende-ka-bob, but when you try to eat me, you'll choke on me!'
And so, he let out his newly-acquired evil laugh resonate around the lookout, "Muahahahahahahahahah *ick* ahahahaha
hahahahahahahahahahahahahah."
Behind him, Popo felt a shiver run down his spine. 'When he decided to get an evil laugh... he did a very good job."
OOOOH! What happened after the mysterious stranger found out Dende knew Goku? Who was he, anyway?
Mirai Trunks - Will the students take over the world? Will Videl and Sharpener be able to save Erasa?
S.E. - Will Videl find out Gohan's secrets? Will the badies go back to Otherworld?
Mirai Trunks - Will Frieza ever stop saying 'this sucks?'
S.E. - Well, thats for me to know, and you to find out, next time on Career Day!
Mirai Trunks - And on the more serious note...
S.E. - Yes! It's Done, and rather well I must say - it was also much longer, as promised, Sorry if there are any errors, but I still don't have Word *cries*
Continuing, I had so much fun writing this chapter - I am truly out of my rut, So, instead of updating THIS mid-January, like my bio says, I will probably updating the NEXT chapter mid-January.
Until then... Ja ne!
P.S. - Reveiw
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