Disclaimer: I own nothing. (I know it's been awhile since I've updated
this. I've been really busy. I had gotten an idea to update but I was
going to do the rest of my stuff first as I hadn't taken care of them in a
while. Also I had school work and I needed to take care of that. Cause I
don't want to stay here any longer than I have to. It cost way too much.
And the government ain't shelling out any money. They only give money to
people who have money. I'll make them pay when I take over the planet.
But now, let's move on.)
Anime Fraternity (chapter 5)
Yoh is frantically running around trying to clean the house and make some final preparations. As always, Anna is sitting, making sure that Yoh does a good job. "So, why do I have to do this fraternity thing?" asked the spiky-haired shaman. "I mean, shouldn't I be preparing for the Shaman Tournament?"
"While the Shaman Tournament is important," Anna began with little emotion, "so is making a good impact on the normal people. And joining a frat is good for bringing up your social status."
"But why do I have to throw a party?" Yoh said, still cleaning. God forbid he stop to rest his aching feet. As soon as he would, Anna would start to beat on him. She really had him whipped.
"For one, that's part of their initiation. And two, because it will make you look good. Serioushly Yoh, how do you expect people to accept you when you don't throw a good party."
"Is that why you're taking this so serious?"
"Of course. Just like in the Shaman Fights, I expect you to be the best frat boy. Popular. Cool. But if you so much as look at another lady, I swear I will make the rest of your training a living hell," she finished her statement with an intimidating glare. "Got it?"
"Yeah, I got it," Yoh said, smiling but still intimidated nonetheless.
Suddenly, the door to the bathroom opened and out walked Tre. "Whooo boy, you do not want to go in there," Tre said, waving a newspaper to signify that the smell was horrendous. As if he really needed to do it. One wiff and Yoh almost fainted.
Anna glared at Tre for a moment and then said in her usual cold voice, "What are you doing here?"
"I heard about the party. Don't mind if I stay, do ya'" Tre asked, not realizing at all that Anna had no intention of letting him wreck the party.
"Of course not," Anna lied. "In fact you can help Yoh out by going down town and buying more food."
"But that's miles away. I might miss the party." Tre was obviously missing the point.
"Well, I guess you better run then," Anna said, sitting on the couch and opening a book.
At first, Tre wanted to argue. But using his better judgement, he decided to do as Anna commanded. It's not like he had a choice really. No one stood against Anna and lived to tell about it. As he left, he heard Anna yell out the door. "If you run into Ryo or Shorty, tell them to help you."
As Tre finished cleaning the rest of the house, he sat down beside Anna to take a break. "Are you sure everything is taken care of?" she asked.
"Positive," he was tired and couldn't possibly take any more cleaning, especially since he knew he would have to re-clean everything tomorrow.
"Well, it's just that I would hate for you not to get accpeted to this frat just because you ahppened to clean that little spec of dust next to the TV." Anna really had a knack for being anal. If it weren't for her good looks and the fact that she could whip Yoh like he was the guy who went to jail for tax evasion but was cell mates with the armed robber/carjacker, he would have told her off. But since that would have just led to the ass whipping of a lifetime, he went over to the TV and swept up the little piece of dust.
Not long after that conversation, people started showing up. At first it was just a few early birds. But when more people started showing up, the party started to get better and better. Everyone praised Yoh on his selection of music. And why shouldn't they? He wore those orange head phones all the time for a reason you know. He was usually jamming out. I swear that if you freeze frame some of his fights, you can see some slight noddage. The food wasn't bad either. It wasn't the best, but what would you expect from two kids who were living in their own house?
Outside at the front gate, Manta, or Shorty as Anna "affectionately" calls him, was trying to get in to the party.
"Come on, just let me in," he pleaded. "I practically live here."
The bouncer glared at him for a few seconds. "Sorry kid, but you don't meet the height requirement," he said jokingly.
"Why won't you let me in? I'm friends with Yoh. I swear. Just call him out here. He'll tell you," unfortunately, his pleas fell on deaf ears.
From behind Manta, a soft neighing could be heard. He turned around to see a big white horse riding up to the gate. Standing on the horse was a familiar face. "Hey, Len."
As Len got nearer, the bouncer moved aside. "Would you like someone to park that for you, sir?" the bouncer said, changing his tone to a more respectful one.
"Of course." Len jumped down and started walking toward the gate as a thin man in a red vest came walking toward the horse. Len turned to yell at the man. "If you get so much as a scratch on that, I'll rip your bowels out through your eyes." The man gulped, but then continued with his duty.
Manta was still trying to get in, but he figured that maybe Len would help. "Hey, Len. This guy won't let me in. Can you tell Yoh I'm out here." But Len just ignored him and went inside. He never really like Manta as he was short and weak. And he had been raised to think that weakness was a horrible trait.
Back in the party, Videl was trying to get Gohan to dance. "Come on, it'll be fun."
"I don't know," Gohan started, very self-concious. "You know I'm not that great of a dancer. Besides, I don't want anyone to laugh at me."
"Oh, Gohan. You know they already do that," she thought the comment would make him laugh, but instead he gave her a glaring look. "I was kidding. Besides, everyone is too busy having fun to pay attention to you."
Well, the last arguement made sense to Gohan. So he figured he would give it a shot. He got up and started dancing. At first, it was painfully apparent that he had all the rythm of a white guy. But as the night went on, he loosened up a bit and his dancing wasn't half bad.
As the night went on, everyone danced and carried on in a jovial manner. Basically, it was a good time for all. Until one fraternity decided to crash the party. Frieza's party.
He and his group walked in. Following close behind was a dejected Cooler. He was so embarrassed that he had to be seen like this. He wanted to crawl into a whole and die.
"Care if we join the party?" Frieza said, with a look in his eye that dared any one to say no.
"No," came the reply of Anna. She didn't know who these guys were, but the fact that the little white and purple guy without any clothes would ask was proof enough that they didn't belong there.
Frieza stared in shock at this short little brunette with the red bandana. How could anyone ever say no to him. "What's your problem, Toots?"
"My fiance's party is being spoiled by retro drag queen. That's my problem." After all the insults that Yoh had to put up with, he was glad to see that someone else was going to get The Wrath of Anna.
"What bitch? I'll cut you so fast that you won't know what hit you," Frieza threatened, unknowing that Anna doesn't threaten easily.
"Why don't you try it, queer," the argument was starting to pick up. Tension was building. Something was going to go down.
While Anna and Frieza were arguing about who looked the trampiest, Gohan managed to pull Cooler away from the others. "What the hell is going on? Why are you with those guys?"
Cooler looked at Gohan. He got an idea. If he told one person, someone he could trust, about his secret, then maybe they could help him to get out of the loser frat. "Gohan, Frieza is blackmailing me. He says that if I don't cooperate and join their frat, he's going to tell everyone my...secret."
"What secret is that?"
"My real name is....Herbert." Cooler looked away. He didn't want to see Gohan laugh at him. He had taken pride that no one knew his real name, except Frieza that is. But now, one of his friends and brothers knew the truth.
"So. I already knew that." Cooler turned back and stared at Gohan, shocked.
"How?"
"It's common knowledge. Hiei asked everyone at one of the meetings if we knew who this Herbert guy was and why we kept getting his mail. You, while possibly stoned, stood up and told everyone that you were Herbert."
"So you guys knew all along?" Cooler wasn't shocked anymore. No, he was straight pissed. If this happened like Gohan said, and why shouldn't he trust Gohan, then Frieza knew that everyone knew. They only threw Frieza out a couple weeks ago and hadn't had a meeting since. Frieza had used him. And he did not like it. But his rage slowly turned to a small, sly smile that spread across his face. He turned slowly turned towards Frieza and started speaking in a slow drawl. "Ohhh Friiiieeza."
Frieza turned to his brother, still pissed that this trampy hoe was giving him stuff about his looks. "What is it?" Before Frieza could react, a huge ball of energy hit him and sent him flying out of the house. Frightened at what he might do next, the loser fraternity left in quick haste.
Everyone began to clap. No one likes a party crasher. Since Cooler was now free, he had begun to do something that he wasn't allowed to do since he joined that gay ass fraternity: drink. He shotgunned several beers and livened up the party after that gruesome incident.
After that scene, Yoh was a little concerned. Although it was good entertainment, Anna's whole plan was almost ruined. At the end of the party, when everyone started to leave, Kurama and Hiei approached him and pulled him to the side.
"Well, beside the great music and the amamzingly clean house, we have to discuss what just happened a few moments ago," Kurama said.
"We normally don't like it when losers crash our parties, but luckily for you, someone decided to take care of that for you. I would have rather seen you stand up to him yourself, but any violence will do." Hiei looked at Kurama, who nodded his approval. "You are now, officially, a member of our fraternity. Welcome."
Yoh was happy. Anna was very happy. Tre didn't return until the next morning. Manta was still pleading with the bouncer. And I was planning on ending the fic. And by the way, the vallet ended up parking Len's horse under a tree whose branches must have snapped off and broke the horse's back. Let's all just have a moment of silence for Ricardo, the vallet, who is no longer with us, as there are two things Len doesn't tolerate: weakness and a broken horse.
Well, now that I've finished the first party chapter, I'll try to get on the other ones, but don't count on them being up in a while, as I have stuff to do. So, review and tell me if this chapter was even any good. I wrote it a little different than my other chapters. I tried to put as little references to weed or other drugs in it as possible.
Anime Fraternity (chapter 5)
Yoh is frantically running around trying to clean the house and make some final preparations. As always, Anna is sitting, making sure that Yoh does a good job. "So, why do I have to do this fraternity thing?" asked the spiky-haired shaman. "I mean, shouldn't I be preparing for the Shaman Tournament?"
"While the Shaman Tournament is important," Anna began with little emotion, "so is making a good impact on the normal people. And joining a frat is good for bringing up your social status."
"But why do I have to throw a party?" Yoh said, still cleaning. God forbid he stop to rest his aching feet. As soon as he would, Anna would start to beat on him. She really had him whipped.
"For one, that's part of their initiation. And two, because it will make you look good. Serioushly Yoh, how do you expect people to accept you when you don't throw a good party."
"Is that why you're taking this so serious?"
"Of course. Just like in the Shaman Fights, I expect you to be the best frat boy. Popular. Cool. But if you so much as look at another lady, I swear I will make the rest of your training a living hell," she finished her statement with an intimidating glare. "Got it?"
"Yeah, I got it," Yoh said, smiling but still intimidated nonetheless.
Suddenly, the door to the bathroom opened and out walked Tre. "Whooo boy, you do not want to go in there," Tre said, waving a newspaper to signify that the smell was horrendous. As if he really needed to do it. One wiff and Yoh almost fainted.
Anna glared at Tre for a moment and then said in her usual cold voice, "What are you doing here?"
"I heard about the party. Don't mind if I stay, do ya'" Tre asked, not realizing at all that Anna had no intention of letting him wreck the party.
"Of course not," Anna lied. "In fact you can help Yoh out by going down town and buying more food."
"But that's miles away. I might miss the party." Tre was obviously missing the point.
"Well, I guess you better run then," Anna said, sitting on the couch and opening a book.
At first, Tre wanted to argue. But using his better judgement, he decided to do as Anna commanded. It's not like he had a choice really. No one stood against Anna and lived to tell about it. As he left, he heard Anna yell out the door. "If you run into Ryo or Shorty, tell them to help you."
As Tre finished cleaning the rest of the house, he sat down beside Anna to take a break. "Are you sure everything is taken care of?" she asked.
"Positive," he was tired and couldn't possibly take any more cleaning, especially since he knew he would have to re-clean everything tomorrow.
"Well, it's just that I would hate for you not to get accpeted to this frat just because you ahppened to clean that little spec of dust next to the TV." Anna really had a knack for being anal. If it weren't for her good looks and the fact that she could whip Yoh like he was the guy who went to jail for tax evasion but was cell mates with the armed robber/carjacker, he would have told her off. But since that would have just led to the ass whipping of a lifetime, he went over to the TV and swept up the little piece of dust.
Not long after that conversation, people started showing up. At first it was just a few early birds. But when more people started showing up, the party started to get better and better. Everyone praised Yoh on his selection of music. And why shouldn't they? He wore those orange head phones all the time for a reason you know. He was usually jamming out. I swear that if you freeze frame some of his fights, you can see some slight noddage. The food wasn't bad either. It wasn't the best, but what would you expect from two kids who were living in their own house?
Outside at the front gate, Manta, or Shorty as Anna "affectionately" calls him, was trying to get in to the party.
"Come on, just let me in," he pleaded. "I practically live here."
The bouncer glared at him for a few seconds. "Sorry kid, but you don't meet the height requirement," he said jokingly.
"Why won't you let me in? I'm friends with Yoh. I swear. Just call him out here. He'll tell you," unfortunately, his pleas fell on deaf ears.
From behind Manta, a soft neighing could be heard. He turned around to see a big white horse riding up to the gate. Standing on the horse was a familiar face. "Hey, Len."
As Len got nearer, the bouncer moved aside. "Would you like someone to park that for you, sir?" the bouncer said, changing his tone to a more respectful one.
"Of course." Len jumped down and started walking toward the gate as a thin man in a red vest came walking toward the horse. Len turned to yell at the man. "If you get so much as a scratch on that, I'll rip your bowels out through your eyes." The man gulped, but then continued with his duty.
Manta was still trying to get in, but he figured that maybe Len would help. "Hey, Len. This guy won't let me in. Can you tell Yoh I'm out here." But Len just ignored him and went inside. He never really like Manta as he was short and weak. And he had been raised to think that weakness was a horrible trait.
Back in the party, Videl was trying to get Gohan to dance. "Come on, it'll be fun."
"I don't know," Gohan started, very self-concious. "You know I'm not that great of a dancer. Besides, I don't want anyone to laugh at me."
"Oh, Gohan. You know they already do that," she thought the comment would make him laugh, but instead he gave her a glaring look. "I was kidding. Besides, everyone is too busy having fun to pay attention to you."
Well, the last arguement made sense to Gohan. So he figured he would give it a shot. He got up and started dancing. At first, it was painfully apparent that he had all the rythm of a white guy. But as the night went on, he loosened up a bit and his dancing wasn't half bad.
As the night went on, everyone danced and carried on in a jovial manner. Basically, it was a good time for all. Until one fraternity decided to crash the party. Frieza's party.
He and his group walked in. Following close behind was a dejected Cooler. He was so embarrassed that he had to be seen like this. He wanted to crawl into a whole and die.
"Care if we join the party?" Frieza said, with a look in his eye that dared any one to say no.
"No," came the reply of Anna. She didn't know who these guys were, but the fact that the little white and purple guy without any clothes would ask was proof enough that they didn't belong there.
Frieza stared in shock at this short little brunette with the red bandana. How could anyone ever say no to him. "What's your problem, Toots?"
"My fiance's party is being spoiled by retro drag queen. That's my problem." After all the insults that Yoh had to put up with, he was glad to see that someone else was going to get The Wrath of Anna.
"What bitch? I'll cut you so fast that you won't know what hit you," Frieza threatened, unknowing that Anna doesn't threaten easily.
"Why don't you try it, queer," the argument was starting to pick up. Tension was building. Something was going to go down.
While Anna and Frieza were arguing about who looked the trampiest, Gohan managed to pull Cooler away from the others. "What the hell is going on? Why are you with those guys?"
Cooler looked at Gohan. He got an idea. If he told one person, someone he could trust, about his secret, then maybe they could help him to get out of the loser frat. "Gohan, Frieza is blackmailing me. He says that if I don't cooperate and join their frat, he's going to tell everyone my...secret."
"What secret is that?"
"My real name is....Herbert." Cooler looked away. He didn't want to see Gohan laugh at him. He had taken pride that no one knew his real name, except Frieza that is. But now, one of his friends and brothers knew the truth.
"So. I already knew that." Cooler turned back and stared at Gohan, shocked.
"How?"
"It's common knowledge. Hiei asked everyone at one of the meetings if we knew who this Herbert guy was and why we kept getting his mail. You, while possibly stoned, stood up and told everyone that you were Herbert."
"So you guys knew all along?" Cooler wasn't shocked anymore. No, he was straight pissed. If this happened like Gohan said, and why shouldn't he trust Gohan, then Frieza knew that everyone knew. They only threw Frieza out a couple weeks ago and hadn't had a meeting since. Frieza had used him. And he did not like it. But his rage slowly turned to a small, sly smile that spread across his face. He turned slowly turned towards Frieza and started speaking in a slow drawl. "Ohhh Friiiieeza."
Frieza turned to his brother, still pissed that this trampy hoe was giving him stuff about his looks. "What is it?" Before Frieza could react, a huge ball of energy hit him and sent him flying out of the house. Frightened at what he might do next, the loser fraternity left in quick haste.
Everyone began to clap. No one likes a party crasher. Since Cooler was now free, he had begun to do something that he wasn't allowed to do since he joined that gay ass fraternity: drink. He shotgunned several beers and livened up the party after that gruesome incident.
After that scene, Yoh was a little concerned. Although it was good entertainment, Anna's whole plan was almost ruined. At the end of the party, when everyone started to leave, Kurama and Hiei approached him and pulled him to the side.
"Well, beside the great music and the amamzingly clean house, we have to discuss what just happened a few moments ago," Kurama said.
"We normally don't like it when losers crash our parties, but luckily for you, someone decided to take care of that for you. I would have rather seen you stand up to him yourself, but any violence will do." Hiei looked at Kurama, who nodded his approval. "You are now, officially, a member of our fraternity. Welcome."
Yoh was happy. Anna was very happy. Tre didn't return until the next morning. Manta was still pleading with the bouncer. And I was planning on ending the fic. And by the way, the vallet ended up parking Len's horse under a tree whose branches must have snapped off and broke the horse's back. Let's all just have a moment of silence for Ricardo, the vallet, who is no longer with us, as there are two things Len doesn't tolerate: weakness and a broken horse.
Well, now that I've finished the first party chapter, I'll try to get on the other ones, but don't count on them being up in a while, as I have stuff to do. So, review and tell me if this chapter was even any good. I wrote it a little different than my other chapters. I tried to put as little references to weed or other drugs in it as possible.