…And he goes thump!
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Thunk - chapter 2
by
mkh2
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Disclaimer: me no own DBZ. me own half a stick of Juicy Fruit. me no wanna share – iz mine. Thbpt! Ooh! Legos! :runs off to build a fortress to keep me safe from sue happy people:
Tippy: (sweatdrops) yeah, right… (looks at notecards prepared by mkh2) she means that since she doesn't own DBZ and to not sue her because she's only borrowing the characters for a little while and promises to give them back well-fed. (looks up) Oh no – she's going to give them the cookies! Mikki! (runs after mkh2)
Note: I also don't own Juicy Fruit.
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" " – denotes speech
' ' – denotes thinking
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…And he goes thump!
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"Goku, I'm sorry!" Bulma's hands flew to her mouth, horrified, as she let the bat drop. "I didn't know he was back to normal."
"Keh!"
"It's okay Bulma, let's just try and reverse it."
Goku walked over to Vegeta who was blinking in confusion and anger as he pouted about the owie on his head. He had seen exactly where Bulma had hit him and thought that would be the best place to hit.
'Just one hit, right?' thought Goku, taking careful aim.
*Whack!*
"Kakkarrotto, why I oughta-!"
'Hey, this is fun!' thought Goku, feeling tempted.
*Whack!*
"Keh?"
*Whack!*
"Kakarrotto, what the HFIL do you think you're – "
*Whack!*
"Keh!" Vegeta, in V-chan mode latched onto Goku's waist. Looking into V-chan's trusting eyes, Goku's fist wavered.
*Whack!*
"Bulma, et tu?" Vegeta growled, turning to the blue haired woman who was still holding the now broken bat. "That hurt, you know – one hit to the head, no big deal, two, okay, maybe a little sting – but this, this is too much!"
"Mm, yeah, maybe that was a bit much," frowned Goku. He blinked his eyes. "Ah, 'Geta, mind letting go of me? I'm starting to lose the feeling in my legs."
Vegeta blinked his eyes and turned to look at Goku. His eyes widened.
"Waugh!" yowled Vegeta, jumping back from Goku's arms as though burned. "Why didn't you say anything sooner?"
"You hate it when I interrupt, remember? Or… are you still feeling the after effects?" returned Goku.
Vegeta sweatdropped. "Well, I – whatever. Anyways, if you kept it up, I might've ended up getting some crazy scar on my head." Vegeta frowned. "It's aching, so I wouldn't be too surprised." He reached up to rub it.
"Hey, did you know I have a scar in that exact same place, Vegeta?" Goku grinned.
Bulma blinked. "He's right, you know. It happened when he was a baby, which is why he's so nice and everything, despite the programming in the space pod you brutes stuck him into when he was just a chibi." Bulma had started huffing indignantly, but when she realized Goku and Vegeta were watching her curiously she snapped out of it.
"Yeah, I was just a tater tot then," smiled Goku fondly.
"You mean 'tiny tot,'" corrected Vegeta.
"Yeah, that too," Goku looked around. "Man, I don't know why, but I'm suddenly hungry." He tried to walk to the kitchen, only to find that he couldn't – some one was holding onto his shirt. He glanced back only to half flip out, half melt at what he saw.
Vegeta was holding onto the corner of the shirt, looking up pitifully at him with watery eyes. *whimper* Vegeta sniffled. "No leave!" Suddenly he blinked. "Whaa-?"
"V-chan learned some new words!" chirped Goku, scooping Vegeta up under his arms and hugging him as if he were a doll. "I'll get you a new lolly!"
"Kakarrotto, what do ya think you're doing?!" raged Vegeta, whacking Goku over the head.
"Ve-Vegeta?! But, you were acting like V-chan," said Goku, confusion over his face.
"Wh-what?! I was not!"
"You were, too, Vegeta," came Bulma's voice.
"Eh?" both saiyans turned to look at her – they had both forgotten that she was in the room.
"Yes, I'm still here," sighed Bulma, sweatdropping. "Vegeta, I'd like to run some tests on you, see if you did return to normal – and you too, Goku."
"Me? Why me?" squeaked Goku.
"Because you had also sustained an injury in the same place as Vegeta and it caused you to change from an aggressive personality to a very sweet one, from what I remember and gathered from you growing up and Master Roshi's recollections." Bulma smiled sweetly and grabbed the two men around their elbows. "Quick! To the lab! Dun dun dun dun dun dun dun Briefs' Lab!"
Goku and Vegeta face faulted as they looked at each other behind Bulma.
"Batman kick?" Goku asked.
"Almost all this week," answered Vegeta.
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"So, you're saying that if I were to hit Kakarrotto on his scar, he'd revert to his old self?" Vegeta asked curiously. 'Hey, maybe he'd remember what life was like on Vegeta-sei!' thought Vegeta eagerly. It would be nice to have some one to reminisce with, he thought.
"More likely than not, no," answered Bulma. "His head's been beaten from almost every angle we know and he never reverted back once. I'm guessing that what happened to you with the switching back and forth is a result from the injury not having healed properly yet." She turned to rummage around in one of the drawers.
"Oh," Vegeta sighed, feeling a little depressed. 'There goes that idea.'
"Anyways Vegeta," Goku interjected as he swung his legs while sitting on one of the examining table. "Wouldn't I just be some violent, half-crazed baby in a man's body – I'd probably remember little, if anything at all!"
'Turn it, burn it, durn it –I hate it when he's right,' glared Vegeta.
"Okay, Vegeta, I just need to draw some blood," Bulma turned around, showing a shiny tray half-covered with needles.
"Nee-nee-needles!" shrieked Goku. He jumped up, hitting his head on the overhead light. "Ugh," he wheezed, before passing out backwards off the table and onto the floor.
"Goku!" squawked Bulma, who quickly set down the tray and racing over to him.
"Baka," muttered Vegeta, going over to help Bulma with Goku, but not before covering the medical equipment with a cloth – if Goku woke up quickly, it wouldn't do to scare him back into a faint by the sight of the needles.
~Owari~
End part 1 of chapter 2
Neh, I'm going to put up another chapter soon… hee, I'm probably gonna make Bejee deal with a chibi-minded Goku! (At least, that's what I think I'll do… I'll just see where my typing takes me.)
I kinda drifted off for a while, concentrating more on my aching head and candy instead of the story, so I probably ended up wasting around 10 minutes doing nothing, if not more! Heh heh, so, yeah, it took a while longer to get this story up than it should have.
Thanks again to all my reviewers! Ciao!
Start: 5:35 p.m., 08/31/2003
Finish: 6:23 p.m., 08/31/2003