********************Episode 9********************
**The Tournament Approaches; A Special Place to Train**
"That's enough!!!" screamed the old Sayin. "I've heard enough about the upcoming tournament for one lifetime!"
That was only thing on everyone's mind: the tournament. Every person was too excited to concentrate on much else, so the disciplinary punishments had gotten worse. But that didn't stop students from talking about it, making bets, fitting matches, and having preliminary scuffles in the halls. The entire school was a buzz!
Bardock was no different. Though he originally signed up just to beat Nipper, he couldn't help getting swept up in the anticipation of such an important event. He could finally prove himself worthy of respect, as long as he made it to the finals!
But the finals were farthest from his mind. He wanted to win! He had to win! That's all that mattered for the next week before the tournament took place.
But how to win was the real problem. As much as he hated to admit it, everything he'd learned was under the close direction of Rubaru and/or Nipper. He knew all of his moves. How could he defeat someonw who knew how he fought?
"This ain't gonna work," he said without thinking on day at dinner.
"Sure it will," said Tora, who was playing with his food (which looked similar to an Earth hotdog). "Its easy. Watch." He tossed the meat into the air and let it plop in his mouth. There was a large gulp and Tora gave a satisfied sigh. "See? No chewing! It goes right down . . ."
"I ain't talkin' about that," snapped Bardock. He folded his arms in deep thought. "If we have any chance on winning the play-offs, we need to come up with stuff of our own. But we'll never be able to, not with Rubaru always on our hides."
Tora thought that his young friend was becoming too obsessed with the tournament and tried to change the subject again. "We can't without getting caught. Look, I'll give you a head start if you want to have an eating contest right now."
Bardock ignored the attempt. "We gotta find a place to practice without anyone knowin' where we are, and not get in trouble. I wonder if there's a way into the practice arena besides the main doors."
Tora played with his other hotdog with his fork. "Don't worry so much. That's what you always do! Hey! Check this out!" He lifted the dog onto his fork and balanced it with the tip of his finger.
Bardock was very angry by now. He grabbed Tora by the front collar of his uniform. "WILL YOU STOP PLAYIN' WITH YOUR WEINER AND LISTEN TO ME!!!!"
His voice seemed to echo throughout the hall. In a second, almost every face was turned to them. Both of their sets of pupils shrank. Bardock froze in place out of discomfiture. Tora's face turned bright red. "C'mon, you weirdo," he grumbled, and grabbed his frozen friend to leave.
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That night, Tora woke Bardock up about an hour after lights out. They had gone to bed early so they could use the whole night to search.
Grumbling, Bardock got dressed and looked around at the sleeping Sayins around him. This was going to be difficult, but his adrenaline was pumping and he wasn't going to back out now. The two crept as quietly as possible past the rows of beds. For once Bardock felt he had made the wrong choice sleeping in the bed at the end of the room.
Accidentally, Bardock tripped on a stray boot, cried out, and fell face first onto the floor with a loud thud. He jumped back up and held his bruised nose, calling "Dei*, dei, dei, dei!"
"Baka," Tora rasped. He grabbed Bardock's mouth to shut him up. There was a very pregnant pause as they waited for someone to wake. But it never happened.
"Why didn't they wake up," came Bardock's muffled whispered.
Tora let go of his friend's mouth and walked over to one of the bunks. "What are you DOING," Bardock screamed softly, panicking. But Tora waved a hand in front of a Sayin's face. Nothing. He clapped his hands. Nothing still.
"I'll bet you couldn't wake them up if you lit firecrackers in their nostrils," he said.
The two made their way out the door and down the main hall. "Now what, genius," Tora asked.
Bardock scanned the area. Sayins had very good vision, even in the complete darkness. He searched the walls for some sort of clue. "The air duct."
"Nani?"
"We can use the air duct." Bardock ran toward the vents to start looking for an entrance.
"The old 'escape-through-an-air-dict' bit, eh? You'd think we'd be more original then that!"
"Shuddup! I'm not the one writing this!"
After the stupid boys finally got their fat asses in the vents-
"UNA!!!!"
Gomen. Anyway, in the vents, Bardock traveled blindly down the twisting and turning passageways. After an hour, Tora opened his mouth to complain. Luckily, Bardock's tail shot up and covered his mouth before he could utter a syllable. Using code sign language, Bardock was able to signal, "Baka!! These vents connect to all of the rooms in HQ! One word and it'll be broadcasted all over the school!"
Tora spat out Bardock's tale and signaled back, "When the the last time you bathed? Disgusting!"
They continued down the paths until Bardock guessed they were over the gym. He turned slightly to signal Tora, "There's a mesh opening next to you. Look through and see if we're there."
Tora squinted into the mesh. "I can't see a goddamn thing!"
"Try harder!"
Tora leaned forward a bit more so that he nose touched the wire. "Feh! Forget it! You couldn't see through this if you had x-ray vision!"
Bardock was getting frustrated. "Here, let me," he signed. He tried to push Tora out of the way, but Tora was too close to the side. His head knocked the mesh out of its position. He tumbled forward, out of the duct. Bardock only had moments to act. His hand shot out like lightening and he grabbed Tora's pant leg. With that, they both saw with horror that their travels had lead them right above the teacher's bedrooms: and above the sleeping Rubaru himself!
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* - dei - means "ouch"
Hey! I'm Bardock!
Kuso! Out of the frying pan and into the fire! We only wanted to find the damn gym! Now what are we going to do? Rubaru's on our case, amd the tournament is coming up!
Next time on DragonballBC: Improve Your Own Skills; Everything On the Table
**The Tournament Approaches; A Special Place to Train**
"That's enough!!!" screamed the old Sayin. "I've heard enough about the upcoming tournament for one lifetime!"
That was only thing on everyone's mind: the tournament. Every person was too excited to concentrate on much else, so the disciplinary punishments had gotten worse. But that didn't stop students from talking about it, making bets, fitting matches, and having preliminary scuffles in the halls. The entire school was a buzz!
Bardock was no different. Though he originally signed up just to beat Nipper, he couldn't help getting swept up in the anticipation of such an important event. He could finally prove himself worthy of respect, as long as he made it to the finals!
But the finals were farthest from his mind. He wanted to win! He had to win! That's all that mattered for the next week before the tournament took place.
But how to win was the real problem. As much as he hated to admit it, everything he'd learned was under the close direction of Rubaru and/or Nipper. He knew all of his moves. How could he defeat someonw who knew how he fought?
"This ain't gonna work," he said without thinking on day at dinner.
"Sure it will," said Tora, who was playing with his food (which looked similar to an Earth hotdog). "Its easy. Watch." He tossed the meat into the air and let it plop in his mouth. There was a large gulp and Tora gave a satisfied sigh. "See? No chewing! It goes right down . . ."
"I ain't talkin' about that," snapped Bardock. He folded his arms in deep thought. "If we have any chance on winning the play-offs, we need to come up with stuff of our own. But we'll never be able to, not with Rubaru always on our hides."
Tora thought that his young friend was becoming too obsessed with the tournament and tried to change the subject again. "We can't without getting caught. Look, I'll give you a head start if you want to have an eating contest right now."
Bardock ignored the attempt. "We gotta find a place to practice without anyone knowin' where we are, and not get in trouble. I wonder if there's a way into the practice arena besides the main doors."
Tora played with his other hotdog with his fork. "Don't worry so much. That's what you always do! Hey! Check this out!" He lifted the dog onto his fork and balanced it with the tip of his finger.
Bardock was very angry by now. He grabbed Tora by the front collar of his uniform. "WILL YOU STOP PLAYIN' WITH YOUR WEINER AND LISTEN TO ME!!!!"
His voice seemed to echo throughout the hall. In a second, almost every face was turned to them. Both of their sets of pupils shrank. Bardock froze in place out of discomfiture. Tora's face turned bright red. "C'mon, you weirdo," he grumbled, and grabbed his frozen friend to leave.
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That night, Tora woke Bardock up about an hour after lights out. They had gone to bed early so they could use the whole night to search.
Grumbling, Bardock got dressed and looked around at the sleeping Sayins around him. This was going to be difficult, but his adrenaline was pumping and he wasn't going to back out now. The two crept as quietly as possible past the rows of beds. For once Bardock felt he had made the wrong choice sleeping in the bed at the end of the room.
Accidentally, Bardock tripped on a stray boot, cried out, and fell face first onto the floor with a loud thud. He jumped back up and held his bruised nose, calling "Dei*, dei, dei, dei!"
"Baka," Tora rasped. He grabbed Bardock's mouth to shut him up. There was a very pregnant pause as they waited for someone to wake. But it never happened.
"Why didn't they wake up," came Bardock's muffled whispered.
Tora let go of his friend's mouth and walked over to one of the bunks. "What are you DOING," Bardock screamed softly, panicking. But Tora waved a hand in front of a Sayin's face. Nothing. He clapped his hands. Nothing still.
"I'll bet you couldn't wake them up if you lit firecrackers in their nostrils," he said.
The two made their way out the door and down the main hall. "Now what, genius," Tora asked.
Bardock scanned the area. Sayins had very good vision, even in the complete darkness. He searched the walls for some sort of clue. "The air duct."
"Nani?"
"We can use the air duct." Bardock ran toward the vents to start looking for an entrance.
"The old 'escape-through-an-air-dict' bit, eh? You'd think we'd be more original then that!"
"Shuddup! I'm not the one writing this!"
After the stupid boys finally got their fat asses in the vents-
"UNA!!!!"
Gomen. Anyway, in the vents, Bardock traveled blindly down the twisting and turning passageways. After an hour, Tora opened his mouth to complain. Luckily, Bardock's tail shot up and covered his mouth before he could utter a syllable. Using code sign language, Bardock was able to signal, "Baka!! These vents connect to all of the rooms in HQ! One word and it'll be broadcasted all over the school!"
Tora spat out Bardock's tale and signaled back, "When the the last time you bathed? Disgusting!"
They continued down the paths until Bardock guessed they were over the gym. He turned slightly to signal Tora, "There's a mesh opening next to you. Look through and see if we're there."
Tora squinted into the mesh. "I can't see a goddamn thing!"
"Try harder!"
Tora leaned forward a bit more so that he nose touched the wire. "Feh! Forget it! You couldn't see through this if you had x-ray vision!"
Bardock was getting frustrated. "Here, let me," he signed. He tried to push Tora out of the way, but Tora was too close to the side. His head knocked the mesh out of its position. He tumbled forward, out of the duct. Bardock only had moments to act. His hand shot out like lightening and he grabbed Tora's pant leg. With that, they both saw with horror that their travels had lead them right above the teacher's bedrooms: and above the sleeping Rubaru himself!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
* - dei - means "ouch"
Hey! I'm Bardock!
Kuso! Out of the frying pan and into the fire! We only wanted to find the damn gym! Now what are we going to do? Rubaru's on our case, amd the tournament is coming up!
Next time on DragonballBC: Improve Your Own Skills; Everything On the Table