The Official Fanfiction University Of DragonBall Z
Disclaimer: This is based loosely on Camilla Sandman's fiction 'The Official Fanfiction University Of Middle-Earth' with her permission. I do not own any DragonBall Z characters mentioned in this fic.
A/N: A new chapter, already! I must be in a good mood. Nah, I'm never in a good mood. I think my mum snuck some type of pink pill into my Honey Nut Loops this morning. Anywho, here's Chapter 10, enjoy!
Chapter 10
Nadia groaned and hit her alarm clock. She'd set it later than usual – 06:30am. She'd had four hours sleep, as she and Yoli had been up all night watching Vegeta take a shower in slow motion and reverse, besides having sore thumbs from pressing the pause button so many times.
"Yoli! Yoli! Oi!" Nadia called, throwing the alarm clock at her friend, which failed to stop beeping.
"Hey! I was having a good dream aswell!" Yoli muttered sleepily, as the alarm clock shattered on the wall next to her. "No! Vegeta! Aw, are you OK, Veggie-Chan?" Yoli began kissing each poster, where the alarm clock had hit. "Hey, watch the Vegmeister!"
"What the hell? Vegmeister?" Nadia furrowed her brow.
"Heehee, trying to come up with an original nick name for my Veggie-Chan, that no one will know. One that, when used, he won't know what I'm talking about." Yoli yawned, and grabbed some clothes. She slammed the bathroom door shut.
"Yoli, have you seen any of my socks? I swear someone has taken them!" Nadia complained. She was fully dressed apart from shoes and socks. Shrugging, she pulled her suitcase from underneath her bed, looking for some clean socks – she'd run out. "CD's, nope. Fork, nope. Three bottles of aspirin, nope. A bent spoon, nope. Mouldy bread, nope and might I add ew. Aha! A sock!" Nadia took on a triumphant look as she dangled the bright aqua sock in her hand. She crawled around the room on her hands and knees, searching for another sock she hadn't put into the laundry. Finally, she found one hung on the bathroom door handle. It was pink. Nadia shrugged again and pulled both socks on, not caring about the colour.
"You find some?" Yoli came out, towelling her hair dry.
"Yeah." Nadia pointed to her feet. "Where the hell are my shoes?"
"Where'd you have them last?" Yoli asked.
"I dunno, yesterday at Counselling."
"You think Cell took them?"
"What? Cell? No! Of course not. He wouldn't of, would he? I mean, he couldn't of…could he?" Nadia asked bewildered.
"Nadia, its 7! C'mon!" Yoli grabbed Nadia's arm as they followed the various other students down to breakfast.
~*~
"So, Cell took your shoes?" Alex asked, taking a bite of toast.
"And her socks!" Yoli chimed in.
"He did not! I mean, I dunno who took them." Nadia sighed. She wished no one had asked her why she was wearing no shoes.
"Weird." Lauren and Kelly said at the same time.
"So, why are you wearing no shoes and odd socks again?" A boy with brown hair asked. He was the only boy on the Vegeta table, and he was rather slow.
"Are you deaf or something? Cell nabbed her socks and shoes when she had to have counselling!" Yoli yelled, at the exact same moment the dining hall went quiet.
"Thanks a lot, Yoli! Now everyone knows what a queer I am." Nadia kicked her friend, turning red.
"Hey, c'mon." The boy tried to reassure Nadia. "They don't know how queer you are just yet."
"Shut up." Nadia muttered, banging her head on the table. The other students at the Vegeta table watched in fascination.
"Well, come along Nadia. Time for How To Tame A Saiyan Prince." Yoli called cheerily, pulling her friend up.
"Oh yay." Nadia muttered.
"Nadia! We will learn valuable skills on how to treat and respect men with dignity by trapping them into marrying us because of the lying, deceitful pigs they are!" Yoli grinned.
"In other words, this lesson is an excuse for Bulma to vent?" Nadia asked.
"You got it! And I, for one, can not wait to hear every little detail about my Honey-Roast Chicken!"
"Huh?" Nadia uttered.
"Honey-Roast Chicken? My new nick name for him?" Yoli asked, hopefully.
"Yoli, as your friend, that totally sucks. Keep trying." Nadia encouraged her friend as they walked to their next lesson.
~*~
"Was it my fault the Gravity Room was broken? I think not! It was his fault! He shouldn't be so goddamn pig-headed! And another thing, it was three in the morning! The morning! He expected me to fix it at three in the morning!" Bulma paused to take a breath, a very rare occurrence.
"How much longer is she going to go on like this? I think I'd prefer algebra!" Nadia moaned.
"No you wouldn't! We have to do algebra and listen to her rant! I tell you, this is easy compared to the hell I have to go through. You're so jammy, not getting algebra." Yoli complained.
"No, but I'll get it sooner or later. Which means she'll be even more pissed off!"
"Oh yeah, I got it good!" Yoli grinned.
"I think the girls behind me are getting antsy." Nadia glanced at the two girls fidgeting in their seats.
"Yeah, its Mirai Trunks next, on what he really means when he makes suggestive comments. Ya know that girl behind us?" Yoli asked.
"Which one, the brown haired one?" Nadia inquired.
"No, the pink one. She's a bitch." Yoli stated simply.
"Why?"
"'Cos she was born like that. Plus it was that bitch who threw them shoes at me, from Number 16!" Yoli hissed.
"Oh! I guess she's the Trunks lover of the two then." Nadia said.
"Well duh. I feel sorry for Trunks. All his comments sound a bit gay to me, poor guy." Yoli sympathised.
"But does he care? No! I try my best, but I can't be beautiful, brainy and a good housewife at the same time!" Bulma's raves began to get louder. The bell rang, and the students began to pack up their things. "Sit down! I haven't finished! I ask him, time and time again, to be a bit more considerate but he just doesn't listen!" Bulma carried on.
"Uh, miss, the bell's gone." A brave girl stood up.
"Fine! Go on! All of you! Leave me!" Bulma sobbed as the students stood up, and quietly made their way to their next lesson.
"What is she moaning about, silly cow!" Yoli scoffed. "Has she seen him naked? I mean, I wouldn't care what he did with a body like that!"
"Yoli, you have no compassion do you?" Nadia looked at her friend.
"I am insulted! Of course I do! I've just got my priorities sorted. My naked schnookums comes before compassion, that's all."
"Schnookums?" Nadia asked, pulling a face.
"Whats wrong with that?" Yoli asked defensively.
"Its just, the word 'Schnookums' and Vegeta don't really go." Nadia explained.
"Ah well, a nick name will come to me soon enough." Yoli said, entering Room 8. They sat at the back, as all the front ones were taken.
"Before-you-all-jump-on-me-I-am-at-liberty-to-warn-you-that-this-blue-light-around-me-is-a-force-field-that-will-send-a-shock-coursing-through-your-body-if-you-attempt-to-touch-me." Mirai Trunks entered the room, a large blue light surrounding him. He spoke extremely quickly before anyone had a chance to jump.
"Aw, and there was me thinking he was happy to see me." A girl at the front, Gemma, said.
"Now, we will explore various comments I have made when fighting and explain why they are not suggestive. Why they are not." Trunks stressed the word 'not'.
"Eh? But I thought you were gay? With Goku?" A boy with black hair stood up, looking confused.
"No, I am not." Trunks answered, not surprised by the question.
"What about Gohan?" Another voice chimed in.
"No." Trunks didn't seem surprised, again.
"Or Goten?" Came another.
"No."
"Or Yajirobe?" Everyone went silent, the girls at the front sending death glares to where that statement had come from – Yoli.
"What? Yajirobe? No!" Trunks' eye began to twitch.
"My mistake." Yoli sat down, grinning like a Cheshire cat. A paper aeroplane came flying onto Nadia and Yoli's desk.
"'U too r so ded'" Nadia read out, looking at the six girls sat at the front, giving them malicious glares. It was going to be a long week.