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For some reason I stayed awake for a while. I don't know if it was because of being scared, or if I was just not in the mood for it. I decided to go and visit Shawn in the hospital, considering that he had been there for a little less than a week. I ran upstairs and put on some jeans and a tank top, noting that it wouldn't look very nice if I went with my pajamas on. Then, I flew down the stairs, and into the garage.

I hopped into Trunk's new capsule car. It was silver with blue flames on the sides, starting from the front, ending at the tail light. The new leather smell wasn't as strong as it was the week before when Shawn had been putting them in. Though it was an open toped car, it was pretty low dipped. It was like sitting in the cock-pit of an airplane. As I pulled out of the garage, the neighbors stared while I drove the sliver sports car down the street and into the city.

Not only was traffic bad that day, it was hot out too, making the other drivers irratated and angry. The man behind me honked his horn at me, almost up against my tail. "MOVE IT! GO!" He yelled out of his mini-van. I turned around and pulled my sun glasses half way down the bridge of my nose. "There is no where TO go." He blinked and nodded, obviously stunned by either my car or something else. I turned around and put my sun glasses back on, facing traffic. Feeling a bit bored, I turned on the radio. :::Today in sports...::: ***crackle*** :::You've dialed into KPON! Home of the...::: ***Crackle*** :::Todays traffic report for down town::: I stoped switching stations and listened to the radio. :::There was a high-jacked plane this morning carrying 40 civilians and 5 government officials. The rumor is that a crazy turban wearing man and his friend, obviously mentally retarded because he was wearing a helmet, got on board with a fake passport and took over command of the plane near Ginger City. They say their names are((*Giggle*, Piccolo and The Great SaiyaMan! LOL! j/k)) John .P. and Paul Newman. Not only did the high jackers get command of the plane, but killed the pilots in the process, leaving the plane literally helpless in the sky. The plane finally dove forward and into the middle of Gravy City.:::

I gasped and turned the volume up. :::The crash only killed those on the plane and 2 pedestrians. *pause* Just in- They have found one of the high jackers. One is alive and the other hasn't been found. Listen in for our live coverage.... "NO! THE BUNNYS TOLD ME TO DO IT! THE BUNNYS! THE GREAT BUNNYS I TELL YOU! YOU MUST SURRENDER YOUR SOUL TO THE GREAT BUNNY!" Thats the news for right now. We will keep you updated on the news.::: I turned the radio off and sat forward, trying to get the image of high- jackers out of my head. Traffic was horrible now because people were going to the site of the accident. I scanned over all the buttons in the car. "Turbo flight...?" I questioned, running my fingers over the button. A large grin came over my face as I pressed the button. Just then, the car flew up higher and bursted into light speed, flying twards the hospital.

BACK AT HOME...

Bulma ran down the stairs and into the living room. "TRUNKS!" She ran to the couch and shook him in his sleep. "WAKE UP!" Trunks groaned and opened his eyes, glaring. "Whaaaat!?" "Yagahosi went crazy at the meeting and demanded that he speak to you! You have to help!" Trunks eye twitched as he tried to shake out of his mother's grip. "Well what do you want me to do?" Trunks pulled the blanket off of himself. "Go there and talk to Yagahosi about re-thinking his account with us!" Bulma let go and hit her son with the files she was carrying. "Hey!" He yelled, rubbing his arm. "Get going!" She scolded. "Alright! Alright!" Trunks said walking out of the living room and up to the business room door. "TRUNKS!" Bulma yelled. Trunks turned and growled. "WHAT?" "Your... *cough* ... In your pajamas." Trunks glanced down. "So I am..." He said and walked into the room. Bulma sighed and covered her face with her hand.

BACK TO THE CAR...

When I landed the car, people stared. Not only was it going at the speed of light, but it was a cool looking car. I walked into the cold hospital and automaticly I could only smell the sanitary soap and other hospital smells. I walked past the recpetionist, pulling my hair behind my ears. "Excuse me! Ma'am!" I stopped and turned. "Yes?" The lady flagged me over to her desk. I leaned over and looked at her. "Hmm?" The lady paused and looked up. "May I have your name please?" "Serena." She checked her books. "Mmm hmm..." She said scooting her chair over and typing some numbers in. I leaned on the desk and yawned. She looked up from her work. "I'm sorry, do you have a problem with regulation policys?" She growled out. I blinked. "No, what gave you the idea that I did?" I rubbed my eye and stood up straight. "Oh, never mind." She said and slapped a paper onto the desk. "Just sign this and I can let you in to see who ever it is that you're seeing." I growled and grabbed the papers, signing them quickly. She grabbed the papers back, grining and pointing to the elevators. "Thank you, Ma'am! The elevators are that way!" I glared and huffed away to the elevators, mubling under my breath. The whole time, she had a staged grin, still watching me even when I entered into the elevator.

As the doors closed, I pressed the number '18' (No pun intended) The elevator began to glide smoothly up the levels. Just then, the elevator came to a julting hault. I staggered as the elevator shook. "What the--" The elevator has stopped between the 12th and 13th floor. I grumbled and looked around the room. "How inconvenient would it be stuck in an elevator with a dead body being sent to the mourge with you... alone... and stuck between floors... no one to save you..." I trailed off as I spotted an over turned sign in the corner of the room. I walked over and picked up the sign. On the other side, the words read, "WARNING. BROKEN ELEVATOR. DO NOT ENTER." My eyes puckered up and I growled. "Receptionist's are evil..." I said, leaning on the elevator wall.



Good, ne? Well, I hope you like this. Incase you all didn't know, Ranku/Karlie is actually my friend IRL, you may know her as The Kuro no Tenshi. She's been my little green haired (fake) sissa since the 4th grade! So a lot of this may be related to us, and there will be a lot of puns and inside jokes. Like the Mr.Popo and Tad with butterfly wings at the begining of the last chappie. You really wouldn't understand unless you were there. But I'll make sure I don't do that too often. Make sure you Review, or else I feel unwanted! :(

*~Lin-Chan~*