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: Hey all! I'm still ill, but thanks for the get wells ^_^. How are you all doing? Hope everyone is well. Here's Chapter 22.
Chapter 22
"Nadia, have you seen the…damn." Joe said, peering around the door of Nadia's bedroom.
"What do you want?" Nadia snapped.
"Why is he up here? Nadia! What are you doing?" Joe demanded.
"Nothing, just hanging." Nadia shrugged.
"Nothing? Why is he up here? Why isn't he moving? Why is he covered in whipped cream? Oh god, I do not need to see this."
"Uh…hey Nadia's brother." Dark-Angel waved.
"Right, downstairs, all three of you."
"But…" Nadia gave up before she'd even begun when she saw her brother's steely glare.
"We were so close aswell." Yoli shook her head, giving the unconscious Vegeta one last glance before heading downstairs.
"Ah well, we can always dream. Or write." Dark-Angel added, following Nadia and Yoli.
"God, you three are gross. Downstairs, I'm sure none of you wanna be up here when he wakes up." Joe closed the bedroom door behind him, leaving the Saiyan Prince on Nadia's bedroom floor, an empty can of whipped cream lying next to him.
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"Right, he's awake. No smart-ass comments, ok? We know nothing!" Joe ordered the three girls as he heard the floorboards above him creak. The girls simply nodded.
"Which one of you deranged, insane, idiotic, disgraceful, imbecilic ikeikes did this?" Vegeta roared, stepping into the living room and towelling some whipped cream out of his hair.
"Excuse me? Sorry, we don't know what you're talking about, do we guys?" Nadia asked everyone, who nodded rapidly in response.
"Don't give me that bullshit. What did you do to me?" Vegeta demanded, throwing the whipped cream encrusted towel on the floor.
"We didn't do anything Skittles, unfortunately." Yoli sighed.
"Baka humans." Vegeta sat down grumpily.
"He looks so different without whipped cream." Dark-Angel whispered to Nadia, who nodded in agreement.
"You!" Vegeta pointed accusingly at Dark-Angel. His face got redder, and 'the' vein protruding from his forehead started to throb crazily.
"Now, now. I'm sure we can sort all this out." Joe stood in the middle of Vegeta and Dark-Angel as Yoli and Nadia looked on. "Maybe not." Joe muttered as Vegeta swatted him to the other side of the room, a large 'thud' occurring when he hit the wall and slid down painfully.
"I am sick of you baka's! I can not believe that I, Prince Vegeta of the Saiya-jins, had to come to this pathetic excuse of a dimension and baby sit you!" Vegeta spat. "And to make matters worse, I also have to deal with your dumbass brother over there and this sex-obsessed lunatic!" Vegeta pointed at Dark-Angel.
"Skittles, we're all sex-obsessed lunatics when it comes to you!" Yoli helpfully pointed out.
"FINAL FLASH!" Vegeta roared, a huge beam of light emitting from his outstretched hand. Dark-Angel, Yoli and Nadia quickly ducked as the beam roared past them and crashed through the front of the house. The blast exploded, sending Joe, who had just climbed to his feet, hurtling backwards into the TV. Everyone, save Vegeta, covered their eyes with their arms from the bright, white light that had exploded. Nadia was the first to uncover her eyes, and tentatively walked over to the huge gaping hole in the front of the house. Piles of rubble and debris were collecting on the street, as were various neighbours and passers-by.
"Holy shit." Nadia muttered, then gasped as she stood on a piece of glass. She realised she still didn't have on any shoes since someone stole them at the University.
"Skittles!" Yoli protested.
"Shut up, baka. Its your own faults for provoking me." Vegeta stalked off towards the kitchen.
"Its his fault for wearing spandex!" Dark-Angel stated.
"Dear! Are you ok, dear? Dear?" An elderly voice asked Nadia as she pulled the piece of glass out of her foot.
"Oh, hey Mrs Treyte. I'm fine." Nadia grimaced as she saw the old woman walking towards her. 'Nosey old bag.' She thought.
"Oh dear, what happened here, dear?"
"I…uh…got mad at my brother and…uh…accidentally threw a…Mars Bar at him…?" Nadia stuttered.
"Excuse me, dear?" Mrs Treyte asked, thinking she had misheard.
"I threw a Mars Bar at my brother 'cos I was mad. Jeez, my mom was right, they are really fattening if they could blow a hole in my living room. I'll never play with my food again." Nadia laughed weakly, mentally telling herself off for being such a dumbass.
"Oh. I see. Bye dear." Mrs Treyte scuttled off, seeing nothing interesting had happened after all. Seeing Mrs Treyte leave, the crowd that had formed quickly dispersed too.
"Damn, how dumb are people around here?" Nadia asked as soon as everyone had gone, not believing they had fallen for the Mars Bar story.
"Not as dumb as you; 'My mom was right, they are really fattening. I'll never play with my food again.'" Dark-Angel mocked.
"Hey, I don't think well under pressure. Damn, I can't believe Vegeta! How the hell are we gonna clean this up?" Nadia pondered aloud.
"Its alright for you! You'll be gone by the time mom and dad gets home! I'll be here, to explain the missing whipped cream, the freaky stuff under your bed, the hole in the living room, the fact that there is no food left!" Joe wailed, hearing Vegeta banging around in the kitchen for something to eat.
"You're right! I don't have to do a thing! I'll be gone by the time they get back! Yay!" Nadia cheered, walking into the kitchen, ignoring Joe's inconsistent sobbing.
"Aw, Skittles, you should've said you were hungry, I could've fixed you something." Yoli offered.
"Ha! You? I think not! I'll inform you the next time I want to spend six whole hours sitting on the toilet when I could be training!" Vegeta smirked, before digging into the 'snack' he'd fixed himself, a huge sandwich.
"I'm going to bed." Nadia groaned, walking upstairs, closely followed by Yoli and Dark-Angel.
"Uh…do you mind if I stay over tonight? It's a long way from here to my house." Dark-Angel asked.
"Sure, where do you live?" Nadia asked.
"America." Dark-Angel stated.
"What?" Nadia asked, nearly falling down the stairs she had just climbed.
"Well, I guess Vegeta can fly pretty fast if he can get from England to America in the space of four seconds." Yoli said, flopping onto Nadia's bed and yawning.
"I'll ask Vegeta to take you back home tomorrow." Nadia yawned, getting out two sleeping bags, one for Yoli and one for Dark-Angel.
"Hmm, I wonder what size feet Vegeta has." Dark-Angel wondered aloud as she settled into her sleeping bag.
"Feet? Why?" Nadia asked.
"You know what they say about guys with big feet…" Dark-Angel winked.
"Yeah, big socks!" Yoli laughed, which reminded Nadia to grab some socks and shoes before they left for the University. She was sure someone was stealing them. "Ya know, we've seen Skittles naked."
"Yeah right, you and every other rabid fan girl." Dark-Angel scoffed.
"No, really! We got video footage!" Yoli grinned.
"Yoli, shut up!" Nadia threw a pillow at her friend.
"Really? You lucky bitches!" Dark-Angel said, her voice dripping with envy.
"Yeah, and at the University he teaches us in the Gravity Room, sweating and everything!" Yoli grinned.
"Wearing spandex?" Dark-Angel asked hopefully.
"Uh huh!" Yoli grinned.
"Not fair." Dark-Angel moaned.
"I'll send you some pictures when I get back to the University. Just leave me your address and I'll send them." Yoli promised.
"Ok, great!" Dark-Angel said enthusiastically. "'Night then."
"'Night." Yoli replied.
"Goodnight." Nadia said to them both, turning off the light and sending the room into darkness. Everything was silent.
"NADIA! HELP!"
A/N2: Oooo, cliffie! Hmm, this chapter got me wondering, does Vegeta even wear socks?
Quorky: You ask some queer questions.
I'm just wondering! Do you know?
Quorky: Why the hell would I know?
I dunno, do you wear socks?
Quorky: Only your bed socks cos they're cool and light up in the dark.
Ew! You've been wearing my socks?
Quorky: I'll give 'em you back if ya want.
No, that's alright…you keep them…