Excel meets DBZ
Disclaimer: You know who owns who. . .
Author's note: The dream gets kinda fuzzy here, so I'll make up the stuff I don't remember. Oh, and brown-sugar suggested the eating contest.
Chapter 4: Eating contest
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"They're ten minutes late." Bulma said, glancing at her watch.
"Dickey." The dictionary said from the kitchen followed by Excel's insane giggling and Menchi's annoyed growl.
"Senior Excel, can I type in a word?" Hyatt, who was sitting in a chair by the doorway, asked.
"Sure Hyatt-chan, type away." Excel said, handing the dictionary over to Hyatt. Hyatt typed something in and pressed enter.
"Diaphragm." The dictionary said and Excel collapsed into giggles. Then, the doorbell rang.
"That has to be them." Bulma said, scurrying to the door and pulling it open.
"Hi." Goku greeted, a goofy smile planted on his face.
"Your late." Bulma said, glaring at him and tapping her foot.
"Well it was Chi-Chi's fault, you know how long girls take to get dressed."
"It only took me 20 minutes to get dressed, you were the one that set us behind." Chi-Chi, who was wearing a knee-length sparkly black dress said.
"I can't help it if I had to go Number 2 right before we had to leave." Goku told her.
"Too much information." Bulma said. "Well, come on in."
"Okay." Goku said, walking into the house.
"Hello guest!" Excel greeted, appering in front of Goku out of nowhere and hugged him tightly.
"Bulma, who is this?" Goku asked, trying to pry Excel off him.
"That's Excel. She's staying here with her friend Hyatt and dog Menchi.
"Hello guest." Hyatt said weakly then started hacking and fell over.
"Hyatt-chan, you've been dying an awful lot lately." Excel said, letting go of Goku. "Oo, another guest!" She said, spotting Chi-Chi and giving her a hug too.
"Nice to meet you too." Chi-chi said, wiggling out of Excel's hug.
"Wait a minute, did you just say she was dead?" Goku asked, pointing at Hyatt's lifeless form.
"Yeah. She'll be fine in a couple minutes or so." Excel told him.
"Where's Gohan?" Bulma asked Chi-Chi as she sat down on the couch.
"He's training with Piccolo. He should be here in a few minutes."
"Who's Piccolo?" Excel asked Chi-Chi.
"Some green freak with pointy ears who's TRYING TO TAKE MY SON FROM ME!" She finished with a scream, getting to her feet, her ki flaring.
"Honey, calm down!" Goku said from his spot on the floor.
Chi-Chi took a deep breath and sat back down.
"Okay, that was unexpected." Excel said, staring at Chi-Chi.
"I'm hungry." Goku said suddenly, walking over to the buffet table.
"Me too." Excel said, following him.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmm, yummy!" Excel said, filling her plate with all the deliciouse food on the table. Goku glanced over at her heaping plate and scowled and put more food on his plate. Excel glanced at Goku's plate and put more on hers. This started a "see who can get the most food on their plate" competition.
"EATING CONTEST!" Excel screamed and began eating, spraying food and spit all over the place.
"Oh this'll be good." Bulma said, sitting down by Chi-Chi.
"You can never out eat me!" Goku said and began eating in the same manner Excel was.
"Watch me!" She said, stuffing the last bit of food in her mouth and going off to get more.
"No way!" Goku yelled, following her.
"Getting full yet?" Excel asked Goku, stuffing food in her mouth.
"You wish." Goku retorted, stuffing his mouth with food also.
Twenty minutes later. . .
"I win!" Goku yelled, throwing down the last of the twenty plates that were surrounding him.
"No fair!" Excel said, throwing down her seventeenth plate.
"Come on, you did good." Goku told her.
"Really?" She asked. Goku nodded.
"Thank you!" Excel said, giving Goku a tight hug.
"Um, that's not a very good idea." Goku warned her.
"Why not?" She asked. Just then, Goku threw up all over the floor.
"Oh, I guess that's why." Excel said, looking extreamly grossed out.
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Another short chapter, but I hope this was funny! Leave a review on your way out!
Disclaimer: You know who owns who. . .
Author's note: The dream gets kinda fuzzy here, so I'll make up the stuff I don't remember. Oh, and brown-sugar suggested the eating contest.
Chapter 4: Eating contest
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
"They're ten minutes late." Bulma said, glancing at her watch.
"Dickey." The dictionary said from the kitchen followed by Excel's insane giggling and Menchi's annoyed growl.
"Senior Excel, can I type in a word?" Hyatt, who was sitting in a chair by the doorway, asked.
"Sure Hyatt-chan, type away." Excel said, handing the dictionary over to Hyatt. Hyatt typed something in and pressed enter.
"Diaphragm." The dictionary said and Excel collapsed into giggles. Then, the doorbell rang.
"That has to be them." Bulma said, scurrying to the door and pulling it open.
"Hi." Goku greeted, a goofy smile planted on his face.
"Your late." Bulma said, glaring at him and tapping her foot.
"Well it was Chi-Chi's fault, you know how long girls take to get dressed."
"It only took me 20 minutes to get dressed, you were the one that set us behind." Chi-Chi, who was wearing a knee-length sparkly black dress said.
"I can't help it if I had to go Number 2 right before we had to leave." Goku told her.
"Too much information." Bulma said. "Well, come on in."
"Okay." Goku said, walking into the house.
"Hello guest!" Excel greeted, appering in front of Goku out of nowhere and hugged him tightly.
"Bulma, who is this?" Goku asked, trying to pry Excel off him.
"That's Excel. She's staying here with her friend Hyatt and dog Menchi.
"Hello guest." Hyatt said weakly then started hacking and fell over.
"Hyatt-chan, you've been dying an awful lot lately." Excel said, letting go of Goku. "Oo, another guest!" She said, spotting Chi-Chi and giving her a hug too.
"Nice to meet you too." Chi-chi said, wiggling out of Excel's hug.
"Wait a minute, did you just say she was dead?" Goku asked, pointing at Hyatt's lifeless form.
"Yeah. She'll be fine in a couple minutes or so." Excel told him.
"Where's Gohan?" Bulma asked Chi-Chi as she sat down on the couch.
"He's training with Piccolo. He should be here in a few minutes."
"Who's Piccolo?" Excel asked Chi-Chi.
"Some green freak with pointy ears who's TRYING TO TAKE MY SON FROM ME!" She finished with a scream, getting to her feet, her ki flaring.
"Honey, calm down!" Goku said from his spot on the floor.
Chi-Chi took a deep breath and sat back down.
"Okay, that was unexpected." Excel said, staring at Chi-Chi.
"I'm hungry." Goku said suddenly, walking over to the buffet table.
"Me too." Excel said, following him.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmm, yummy!" Excel said, filling her plate with all the deliciouse food on the table. Goku glanced over at her heaping plate and scowled and put more food on his plate. Excel glanced at Goku's plate and put more on hers. This started a "see who can get the most food on their plate" competition.
"EATING CONTEST!" Excel screamed and began eating, spraying food and spit all over the place.
"Oh this'll be good." Bulma said, sitting down by Chi-Chi.
"You can never out eat me!" Goku said and began eating in the same manner Excel was.
"Watch me!" She said, stuffing the last bit of food in her mouth and going off to get more.
"No way!" Goku yelled, following her.
"Getting full yet?" Excel asked Goku, stuffing food in her mouth.
"You wish." Goku retorted, stuffing his mouth with food also.
Twenty minutes later. . .
"I win!" Goku yelled, throwing down the last of the twenty plates that were surrounding him.
"No fair!" Excel said, throwing down her seventeenth plate.
"Come on, you did good." Goku told her.
"Really?" She asked. Goku nodded.
"Thank you!" Excel said, giving Goku a tight hug.
"Um, that's not a very good idea." Goku warned her.
"Why not?" She asked. Just then, Goku threw up all over the floor.
"Oh, I guess that's why." Excel said, looking extreamly grossed out.
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Another short chapter, but I hope this was funny! Leave a review on your way out!