Disclaimer: How many times do I have to say? I don't own this stuff!
Hello again. Really stuck for stuff to say now. Oh, any of you who have read my past fics might have guessed whose going to be in the office by now. Sorry that the formatting has gone weird but I can't help it.
On with the story.
Useless in the office
Piccolo entered the office just after Vegeta, they both stopped dead in their tracks, their mouths fell open and they stared numbly at the figure
sitting on the desk playing with one of the dolls that started this whole
business off in the first place.
"YAMCHA!" They said in unison (A/N You can't say you know me if you didn't
think that was coming)
"Oh, Hey guys! Wanna play?" Vegeta came out of his stupor, charged over to
Yamcha, grabbed his collar and pulled him off the desk to the Saiyan
Prince's eye level (which was quite low. He's so cute and small!) "You! You
are the one that started all this!"
"No. I'm just the tester"
At this Piccolo chimed in "You play with the dolls?!"
"Yeah! It's really fun! You wanna try!"
"Forget it you freak" (A/N That's a very bad insult if the green guy tell
you you're a freak)
Yamcha managed to get out of Vegeta's grip and started combing the hair of
the Barbie he had been playing with as it had been severely ruffled by the
Prince's grasp. Piccolo heard Vegeta mutter something under his breath that
sounded oddly like 'puff'
Vegeta was still angry at Yamcha when he said "So where are the creators?"
Yamcha stopped combing the doll's hair "I don't know" Vegeta's temper flew
sky-high and Piccolo had to hold him back otherwise he might of ripped
Yamcha's head off (A/N As much as I would like that it's not the main idea
of this fic, I'll kill Yamcha another time) Vegeta was red in the face and
contrasted with Piccolo horribly (Red and green should never be seen without
another colour in between, Or so says my Nan, Grandma to those who don't
know what a Nan is) "WHERE ARE THEY THEN!"
Yamcha didn't seem to notice that Vegeta was in a murderous rage he just
calmly sat changing the dress on his doll "I don't know, I think they went
somewhere called Angyland"
Piccolo couldn't believe Yamcha's stupidity "You mean ENGLAND"
"Yeah! That was it!"
Vegeta flung Piccolo back and the poor Namek fell on his booty in the
doorway (A/N I'll kiss it better! I volunteer! Psycho Dende: Shut up and get
on with the story! A/N Sorry will stop trying to kiss Piccolo better now)
Vegeta ran to the window, opened it and flew out. Yamcha and Piccolo stared
after him. Yamcha put his doll down "So where's he going?" Piccolo sighed,
got up and brushed himself off "To England I suppose. I better follow him,
he might blow up the author's house without realising"
"Author? Author of what?"
"Not with the concept of this story or site are you?"
"What story? What site?"
Piccolo just shuck his head in disbelief, Yamcha was so ignorant, he then
flew out of the window after his slightly deranged friend.
OK, not the sort of chapter it was originally going to be, it ended up being
a dis Yamcha chapter. Oh well, have to go as yet again I have a Spanish test
and I haven't revised. I really should get into the habit of that. Anyway
please review and don't worry he does find the creators!
Hello again. Really stuck for stuff to say now. Oh, any of you who have read my past fics might have guessed whose going to be in the office by now. Sorry that the formatting has gone weird but I can't help it.
On with the story.
Useless in the office
Piccolo entered the office just after Vegeta, they both stopped dead in their tracks, their mouths fell open and they stared numbly at the figure
sitting on the desk playing with one of the dolls that started this whole
business off in the first place.
"YAMCHA!" They said in unison (A/N You can't say you know me if you didn't
think that was coming)
"Oh, Hey guys! Wanna play?" Vegeta came out of his stupor, charged over to
Yamcha, grabbed his collar and pulled him off the desk to the Saiyan
Prince's eye level (which was quite low. He's so cute and small!) "You! You
are the one that started all this!"
"No. I'm just the tester"
At this Piccolo chimed in "You play with the dolls?!"
"Yeah! It's really fun! You wanna try!"
"Forget it you freak" (A/N That's a very bad insult if the green guy tell
you you're a freak)
Yamcha managed to get out of Vegeta's grip and started combing the hair of
the Barbie he had been playing with as it had been severely ruffled by the
Prince's grasp. Piccolo heard Vegeta mutter something under his breath that
sounded oddly like 'puff'
Vegeta was still angry at Yamcha when he said "So where are the creators?"
Yamcha stopped combing the doll's hair "I don't know" Vegeta's temper flew
sky-high and Piccolo had to hold him back otherwise he might of ripped
Yamcha's head off (A/N As much as I would like that it's not the main idea
of this fic, I'll kill Yamcha another time) Vegeta was red in the face and
contrasted with Piccolo horribly (Red and green should never be seen without
another colour in between, Or so says my Nan, Grandma to those who don't
know what a Nan is) "WHERE ARE THEY THEN!"
Yamcha didn't seem to notice that Vegeta was in a murderous rage he just
calmly sat changing the dress on his doll "I don't know, I think they went
somewhere called Angyland"
Piccolo couldn't believe Yamcha's stupidity "You mean ENGLAND"
"Yeah! That was it!"
Vegeta flung Piccolo back and the poor Namek fell on his booty in the
doorway (A/N I'll kiss it better! I volunteer! Psycho Dende: Shut up and get
on with the story! A/N Sorry will stop trying to kiss Piccolo better now)
Vegeta ran to the window, opened it and flew out. Yamcha and Piccolo stared
after him. Yamcha put his doll down "So where's he going?" Piccolo sighed,
got up and brushed himself off "To England I suppose. I better follow him,
he might blow up the author's house without realising"
"Author? Author of what?"
"Not with the concept of this story or site are you?"
"What story? What site?"
Piccolo just shuck his head in disbelief, Yamcha was so ignorant, he then
flew out of the window after his slightly deranged friend.
OK, not the sort of chapter it was originally going to be, it ended up being
a dis Yamcha chapter. Oh well, have to go as yet again I have a Spanish test
and I haven't revised. I really should get into the habit of that. Anyway
please review and don't worry he does find the creators!