Wild-filly: ^_^ yay! Cookies other than my own poisonous creations!!!
Special thanks to El Loco Uno for this kind donation and everyone else who
reviewed, especially to GuseBat - the first one to respond and say they
were allied with ME ^_________^
Kaioshin: Oh the horror... why did you all have to go and encourage her?!
Vegeta: if you want support, then quit annoying us and write this stupid chapter - the quicker you finish this pathetic excuse for fanfiction, the quicker we can escape.
Wild-filly: Yay! Support from the cast! Sort of... but either way, celebrate!!!!!!
Bakura: I'm not so sure that the others are being very supportive
Wild-filly: Don't worry about that, who do I have on my side, besides my beloved reviewers?
Bakura: *backs away from pointed glare being directed at him* uhhhhh.... me, Vegeta, Kaioshin and possibly my Yami. I'm afraid that he appreciates evil schemes like this...
Wild-filly: Oh, I'm pretty sure Yugi will join the dark side as well
Bakura: What makes you say that?
*author holds up the Millennium Puzzle, evil grin writ across her face*
Kaioshin: O.O are you sure that's a good idea?
Wild-filly: no, but this is going to serve for bribery....
Yugi: WHERE'S MY PUZZLE??!!
Wild-filly: time to run.... on with the fic!
***Chapter 8***
'Hmmmm... I could have sworn they went down this way', pondered Goku, who was hopelessly lost having stopped momentarily to stare at Nearly-Headless Nick. The Saiyan was now wandering aimlessly down the corridors, having decided against blasting through the castle walls to locate his offspring and the rest of the group. A colourful painting caught the fighter's eye, it was a picture of a large bowl of fruit.
Pausing to gaze longingly at the inedible delicacies, Goku noticed something strange about the light green pear near the centre of the painting. Reaching out curiously, as the Saiyan's fingers brushed the canvas, the painting contorted and a light green handle burst from where the pear had once been. With a yelp of shock, Goku shot backwards, accidentally taking out a nearby cabinet at the same time. 'How did that happen?'
Eyes darting nervously, Goku hoped no one had witnessed him "break" the picture. Grabbing the handle and attempting to push it back into the frame, the painting suddenly swung inwards, revealing a warm chamber. The aroma of cooking struck Goku like several tons of bricks; he was HUNGRY. Sticking a spiky-haired head around the frame, Goku called out, 'is anyone there?'
'Hello sir! Dobby is very happy to see you!' Came the welcoming reply as Dobby the house elf hurried over to where the more-bemused-than-normal Saiyan was debating his next course of action. 'Errrr....hi!' answered Goku, 'do you have any food around here? I'm starving!' Dobby's golf-ball eyes lit up with excitement, 'yes sir! Come this way sir!' Leaping ahead happily, Dobby lead Goku into the depths of the magical kitchen, where he was greeted by the entire staff. 'Nice to see you all!' grinned Goku, eyeing the pile of food that was being complied on the caramel-oak table behind the smiling and bowing house elves. 'Is all that for me?'
The house elves nodded in delight, 'make yourself at home sir!' squeaked Dobby. Goku eyed the ever-increasing pile of food, a look of utter joy on his face, 'I've died and gone to heaven..... again'.
***
'Where's dad?' queried Goten to his older brother. 'Huh?' replied Gohan, halting in his tracks, 'oh no, where could he have gone?' Vegeta snorted, 'trust that third-class fool to get lost in the five minutes he has to walk in something remotely resembling a maze. Probably stuffing his face somewhere'. Gohan glared at the Saiyan prince, yet slightly figured that this was the most likely explanation. Harry shook his head, 'don't worry, we'll find him!' Hermione looked horrified, 'but we'll be late for Care of Magical Creatures! We can't start off on the wrong foot this year!'
Gohan smiled, 'I'm sure dad will be fine, I don't want to make you late'. Piccolo eyed his former pupil with bleak understanding; Chi-Chi had drilled THAT particular rule into Gohan VERY well. Breaking into a jog, Hermione lead the way out of the castle and into the vast grounds; headed towards the group of students massing around Hagrid's hut.
Judging by the mixed expressions of terror and morbid fascination, Harry's heart sank; just what had Hagrid brought to class this year?? Gohan noticed the less-than-cheerful expressions on their guides' faces 'is something wrong?'
Ron's freckles stood out even more clearly than usual on his suddenly paled face, 'uh.... I'm afraid that our teacher has a rather dangerous taste in subject matter for care of magical creatures'. Trunks gave a smirk so remisant of Vegeta that Gohan and Piccolo turned away with a slight shudder. Goten looked delighted, 'd'you mean dragons??? I LOVE dragons!!!!!'
Harry, Ron and Hermione exchanged similar looks of horror; the last thing Hagrid needed was encouragement to get ANOTHER dragon!
Standing head and shoulders over the nervous crowd, the towering bulk that was Hagrid noticed the strangers accompanying Harry, Ron and Hermione, and regarded them with great curiosity. 'Hey there you three, who're your friends?'
After some quick introductions and a brief explanation as to just why the strangers who had disrupted breakfast so badly had turned up in Hagrid's class, Hagrid smiled amicably at his new "students" and beckoned them around a sturdy metal crate that was in the middle of the apprehensive circle of pupils.
The massive box gave a violent shudder, and a nasty shrieking like someone dragging their nails (or claws) down a metal pole rang through the cringing group. Most of the students were exchanging mournful glances. Hagrid was beaming. Striding forward over to the solid box, Hagrid heaved back an intricate series of bolts as the class stepped back; the Z fighters eyed the box with a mixture of apprehension and fascination.
There was a vicious snarl as Hagrid heaved back the reinforced steel door and released the creature within. Lunging out of its confines, talons out stretched and wings flared, the young dragon was checked backwards by the heavy chain around its crimson neck. The class leapt backwards, murmuring in awe while Hagrid's eyes became watery with adoration as the golden- fringed dragonling attempted to savage his leg.
'This is a Japanese Inferno Dragon, a cousin of the Chinese Fireball which you would have seen at the Triwizard Tournament. Beautiful creatures, aren't they?' Gohan stared at the thrashing dragon as it tore mercilessly at Hagrid's right boot with murderous intent; if Hagrid thought that the dragon was beautiful during his own assault, then the dragon was beautiful, no further questions.
Shaking out the chain and diverting the Labrador-sized dragon's attention away from Hagrid's now-exposed leg, the elegantly plumed reptilian snarled at the crowd of onlookers, spitting a mouthful of flame at the mesmerized Goten. The students let out a shriek of horror as the little boy was engulfed in the fiery blast, but the shriek turned to one of amazement when the smoke cleared to reveal a slightly sooty, but unscathed Goten.
Blinking slightly, the young demi-Saiyan laughed and grabbed the dragon by the tail, pulling it into a hug as one would a disgruntled cat. Hagrid stared in amazement as the dragon fought and then appeared to give in. 'That's incredible', he said in a proud voice, 'you certainly have a way with magical creatures... Goten'. Goten let go of the heartily embarrassed dragon, 'we have a bigger dragon at home, but niisan says I can't play with him'.
Hagrid's eyes lit up, 'what kind of dragon?' The Z team turned to look at Piccolo questioningly. Piccolo glared back, 'what?'
Vegeta snorted, 'baka, you BUILT that dragon, remember?!' Piccolo fixed the Saiyan prince with a loathing glare, 'KAMI built the dragon, he didn't make it any set breed. Either way, I don't like to tap into Kami's memory all that often'.
Hagrid blinked, deciding to abandon the topic, 'ok, now who can name the differences between the Japanese and Chinese dragons? Yes, Hermione....'
***
Soaring over West City, Dende consulted the yellow pages he had found conveniently stashed under his bed. 'Yep, there's the lip-reading clinic, right next to that bar......' Dende pondered to himself, hovering in midair. After being beat up by Kibito, didn't he deserve a medicinal drink? Those Pina Coladas and eggnog seemed so far in the past...
'I deserve a drink', confirmed Dende out loud, 'just one though, I still need to catch up on watching other peoples' problems'.
'Hic...must...get...home' Dende swayed and fell off the barstool, clattering onto the greasy floor into a moaning heap. The barman looked up from the glass he was smearing with a sodden rag, peering over the counter to stare at the groaning God on the tiles. 'Look buddy, you can't drive home while you're that drunk - call a cab or something', shaking his head in disbelief, 'I don't think an immortal could have knocked back all those spirits and still be breathing.... let alone sober enough to drive'. Dende staggered to his feet, clutching at his head, 'I swear to drunk I'm not god!'
With that inspiring outburst, the little green Guardian collapsed back onto the wonderfully soft floor.
***
Kaioshin followed Professor McGonagal into the staffroom, she smiled briefly at him, 'I have to go teach now. If you speak to the teachers off duty at the moment, they'll show you what classroom you can use and provide any equipment you may need'. 'Thank you madam', replied the Supreme Kai, ever courteous as his mind blindly panicked.
Pushing open the heavy wooden door, the depressed purple deity glanced around the room to the see the least helpful teachers in the whole facility. Professors Binns and Snape.
***
Wild-filly: amazing - something vaguely resembling a cliffhanger, I'm impressed.
Kaioshin: weren't you trying to keep that strange pyramid necklace away from one of the other muses?
Wild-filly: still am
Kaioshin: how?
*wild-filly is standing with one arm stretched in the air, clasping the Millennium Puzzle in said hand. Yugi is attempting to grab the Puzzle, but is unfortunately vertically challenged*
Wild-filly: this grows tiresome, can't you try a more original way of getting the Puzzle back?
Yugi: *stops jumping and glares* YAMI!!!!!!!!!
Yami: What's wrong?
Yugi: The author stole my Puzzle!
Yami: LEAVE MY HIKARI ALONE, THAT'S MY HOME YOU'RE DANGLING IN THE AIR!!!!!!!
Yami Bakura: the Puzzle?! IT'S MINE!!!!!
Marik: MINE!!!!!
*all three yamis lunge for the Millennium Puzzle, author ducks for cover and the Puzzle goes flying. The yamis crash into each other headfirst and land in a concussed heap on the floor. Yugi retrieves the Puzzle and attempts to revive his yami*
Kaioshin: -_-* when they wake up, you will regret this you know
Wild-filly: *glares* why do you think I'm packing?!
Note: I do not mean to bash any characters in either my disclaimers or fic - I don't hate any of these characters, but I like to annoy them ^_^
Please review!!!!
I also recommend that you read "When a Spoof Threatens, Run For Your Lives!" by Darkness Eternal - a very funny parody of MacBeth written by a friend of mine. I also recommend reading the works of El Loco Uno, Krazed Kaioshin Fangirl, Gusebat, DBZandCharmedrule, calikocat, Shian, Lost-Saiyan- Warrior, The Freaky Clique, gimeGohan, hAdOwCat, Eclipse75, Skye-Chan1, Axis-the-galacticoutlaw, ArchAngal William, Saia, Lightning Goddess, LadyShin, Niori, Kewla, shadow_lancer, Ss JK, Wolf Lupin, Dazcha Vegeta-Briefs, gaul2000, Sarah Buu, and Katt7
Thanks also to all of my anonymous reviewers - cookies for all!!!!
Kaioshin: Oh the horror... why did you all have to go and encourage her?!
Vegeta: if you want support, then quit annoying us and write this stupid chapter - the quicker you finish this pathetic excuse for fanfiction, the quicker we can escape.
Wild-filly: Yay! Support from the cast! Sort of... but either way, celebrate!!!!!!
Bakura: I'm not so sure that the others are being very supportive
Wild-filly: Don't worry about that, who do I have on my side, besides my beloved reviewers?
Bakura: *backs away from pointed glare being directed at him* uhhhhh.... me, Vegeta, Kaioshin and possibly my Yami. I'm afraid that he appreciates evil schemes like this...
Wild-filly: Oh, I'm pretty sure Yugi will join the dark side as well
Bakura: What makes you say that?
*author holds up the Millennium Puzzle, evil grin writ across her face*
Kaioshin: O.O are you sure that's a good idea?
Wild-filly: no, but this is going to serve for bribery....
Yugi: WHERE'S MY PUZZLE??!!
Wild-filly: time to run.... on with the fic!
***Chapter 8***
'Hmmmm... I could have sworn they went down this way', pondered Goku, who was hopelessly lost having stopped momentarily to stare at Nearly-Headless Nick. The Saiyan was now wandering aimlessly down the corridors, having decided against blasting through the castle walls to locate his offspring and the rest of the group. A colourful painting caught the fighter's eye, it was a picture of a large bowl of fruit.
Pausing to gaze longingly at the inedible delicacies, Goku noticed something strange about the light green pear near the centre of the painting. Reaching out curiously, as the Saiyan's fingers brushed the canvas, the painting contorted and a light green handle burst from where the pear had once been. With a yelp of shock, Goku shot backwards, accidentally taking out a nearby cabinet at the same time. 'How did that happen?'
Eyes darting nervously, Goku hoped no one had witnessed him "break" the picture. Grabbing the handle and attempting to push it back into the frame, the painting suddenly swung inwards, revealing a warm chamber. The aroma of cooking struck Goku like several tons of bricks; he was HUNGRY. Sticking a spiky-haired head around the frame, Goku called out, 'is anyone there?'
'Hello sir! Dobby is very happy to see you!' Came the welcoming reply as Dobby the house elf hurried over to where the more-bemused-than-normal Saiyan was debating his next course of action. 'Errrr....hi!' answered Goku, 'do you have any food around here? I'm starving!' Dobby's golf-ball eyes lit up with excitement, 'yes sir! Come this way sir!' Leaping ahead happily, Dobby lead Goku into the depths of the magical kitchen, where he was greeted by the entire staff. 'Nice to see you all!' grinned Goku, eyeing the pile of food that was being complied on the caramel-oak table behind the smiling and bowing house elves. 'Is all that for me?'
The house elves nodded in delight, 'make yourself at home sir!' squeaked Dobby. Goku eyed the ever-increasing pile of food, a look of utter joy on his face, 'I've died and gone to heaven..... again'.
***
'Where's dad?' queried Goten to his older brother. 'Huh?' replied Gohan, halting in his tracks, 'oh no, where could he have gone?' Vegeta snorted, 'trust that third-class fool to get lost in the five minutes he has to walk in something remotely resembling a maze. Probably stuffing his face somewhere'. Gohan glared at the Saiyan prince, yet slightly figured that this was the most likely explanation. Harry shook his head, 'don't worry, we'll find him!' Hermione looked horrified, 'but we'll be late for Care of Magical Creatures! We can't start off on the wrong foot this year!'
Gohan smiled, 'I'm sure dad will be fine, I don't want to make you late'. Piccolo eyed his former pupil with bleak understanding; Chi-Chi had drilled THAT particular rule into Gohan VERY well. Breaking into a jog, Hermione lead the way out of the castle and into the vast grounds; headed towards the group of students massing around Hagrid's hut.
Judging by the mixed expressions of terror and morbid fascination, Harry's heart sank; just what had Hagrid brought to class this year?? Gohan noticed the less-than-cheerful expressions on their guides' faces 'is something wrong?'
Ron's freckles stood out even more clearly than usual on his suddenly paled face, 'uh.... I'm afraid that our teacher has a rather dangerous taste in subject matter for care of magical creatures'. Trunks gave a smirk so remisant of Vegeta that Gohan and Piccolo turned away with a slight shudder. Goten looked delighted, 'd'you mean dragons??? I LOVE dragons!!!!!'
Harry, Ron and Hermione exchanged similar looks of horror; the last thing Hagrid needed was encouragement to get ANOTHER dragon!
Standing head and shoulders over the nervous crowd, the towering bulk that was Hagrid noticed the strangers accompanying Harry, Ron and Hermione, and regarded them with great curiosity. 'Hey there you three, who're your friends?'
After some quick introductions and a brief explanation as to just why the strangers who had disrupted breakfast so badly had turned up in Hagrid's class, Hagrid smiled amicably at his new "students" and beckoned them around a sturdy metal crate that was in the middle of the apprehensive circle of pupils.
The massive box gave a violent shudder, and a nasty shrieking like someone dragging their nails (or claws) down a metal pole rang through the cringing group. Most of the students were exchanging mournful glances. Hagrid was beaming. Striding forward over to the solid box, Hagrid heaved back an intricate series of bolts as the class stepped back; the Z fighters eyed the box with a mixture of apprehension and fascination.
There was a vicious snarl as Hagrid heaved back the reinforced steel door and released the creature within. Lunging out of its confines, talons out stretched and wings flared, the young dragon was checked backwards by the heavy chain around its crimson neck. The class leapt backwards, murmuring in awe while Hagrid's eyes became watery with adoration as the golden- fringed dragonling attempted to savage his leg.
'This is a Japanese Inferno Dragon, a cousin of the Chinese Fireball which you would have seen at the Triwizard Tournament. Beautiful creatures, aren't they?' Gohan stared at the thrashing dragon as it tore mercilessly at Hagrid's right boot with murderous intent; if Hagrid thought that the dragon was beautiful during his own assault, then the dragon was beautiful, no further questions.
Shaking out the chain and diverting the Labrador-sized dragon's attention away from Hagrid's now-exposed leg, the elegantly plumed reptilian snarled at the crowd of onlookers, spitting a mouthful of flame at the mesmerized Goten. The students let out a shriek of horror as the little boy was engulfed in the fiery blast, but the shriek turned to one of amazement when the smoke cleared to reveal a slightly sooty, but unscathed Goten.
Blinking slightly, the young demi-Saiyan laughed and grabbed the dragon by the tail, pulling it into a hug as one would a disgruntled cat. Hagrid stared in amazement as the dragon fought and then appeared to give in. 'That's incredible', he said in a proud voice, 'you certainly have a way with magical creatures... Goten'. Goten let go of the heartily embarrassed dragon, 'we have a bigger dragon at home, but niisan says I can't play with him'.
Hagrid's eyes lit up, 'what kind of dragon?' The Z team turned to look at Piccolo questioningly. Piccolo glared back, 'what?'
Vegeta snorted, 'baka, you BUILT that dragon, remember?!' Piccolo fixed the Saiyan prince with a loathing glare, 'KAMI built the dragon, he didn't make it any set breed. Either way, I don't like to tap into Kami's memory all that often'.
Hagrid blinked, deciding to abandon the topic, 'ok, now who can name the differences between the Japanese and Chinese dragons? Yes, Hermione....'
***
Soaring over West City, Dende consulted the yellow pages he had found conveniently stashed under his bed. 'Yep, there's the lip-reading clinic, right next to that bar......' Dende pondered to himself, hovering in midair. After being beat up by Kibito, didn't he deserve a medicinal drink? Those Pina Coladas and eggnog seemed so far in the past...
'I deserve a drink', confirmed Dende out loud, 'just one though, I still need to catch up on watching other peoples' problems'.
'Hic...must...get...home' Dende swayed and fell off the barstool, clattering onto the greasy floor into a moaning heap. The barman looked up from the glass he was smearing with a sodden rag, peering over the counter to stare at the groaning God on the tiles. 'Look buddy, you can't drive home while you're that drunk - call a cab or something', shaking his head in disbelief, 'I don't think an immortal could have knocked back all those spirits and still be breathing.... let alone sober enough to drive'. Dende staggered to his feet, clutching at his head, 'I swear to drunk I'm not god!'
With that inspiring outburst, the little green Guardian collapsed back onto the wonderfully soft floor.
***
Kaioshin followed Professor McGonagal into the staffroom, she smiled briefly at him, 'I have to go teach now. If you speak to the teachers off duty at the moment, they'll show you what classroom you can use and provide any equipment you may need'. 'Thank you madam', replied the Supreme Kai, ever courteous as his mind blindly panicked.
Pushing open the heavy wooden door, the depressed purple deity glanced around the room to the see the least helpful teachers in the whole facility. Professors Binns and Snape.
***
Wild-filly: amazing - something vaguely resembling a cliffhanger, I'm impressed.
Kaioshin: weren't you trying to keep that strange pyramid necklace away from one of the other muses?
Wild-filly: still am
Kaioshin: how?
*wild-filly is standing with one arm stretched in the air, clasping the Millennium Puzzle in said hand. Yugi is attempting to grab the Puzzle, but is unfortunately vertically challenged*
Wild-filly: this grows tiresome, can't you try a more original way of getting the Puzzle back?
Yugi: *stops jumping and glares* YAMI!!!!!!!!!
Yami: What's wrong?
Yugi: The author stole my Puzzle!
Yami: LEAVE MY HIKARI ALONE, THAT'S MY HOME YOU'RE DANGLING IN THE AIR!!!!!!!
Yami Bakura: the Puzzle?! IT'S MINE!!!!!
Marik: MINE!!!!!
*all three yamis lunge for the Millennium Puzzle, author ducks for cover and the Puzzle goes flying. The yamis crash into each other headfirst and land in a concussed heap on the floor. Yugi retrieves the Puzzle and attempts to revive his yami*
Kaioshin: -_-* when they wake up, you will regret this you know
Wild-filly: *glares* why do you think I'm packing?!
Note: I do not mean to bash any characters in either my disclaimers or fic - I don't hate any of these characters, but I like to annoy them ^_^
Please review!!!!
I also recommend that you read "When a Spoof Threatens, Run For Your Lives!" by Darkness Eternal - a very funny parody of MacBeth written by a friend of mine. I also recommend reading the works of El Loco Uno, Krazed Kaioshin Fangirl, Gusebat, DBZandCharmedrule, calikocat, Shian, Lost-Saiyan- Warrior, The Freaky Clique, gimeGohan, hAdOwCat, Eclipse75, Skye-Chan1, Axis-the-galacticoutlaw, ArchAngal William, Saia, Lightning Goddess, LadyShin, Niori, Kewla, shadow_lancer, Ss JK, Wolf Lupin, Dazcha Vegeta-Briefs, gaul2000, Sarah Buu, and Katt7
Thanks also to all of my anonymous reviewers - cookies for all!!!!
