----Minikin: I'll get you my pretty, and your little dog too (Gohan: Woof!)----
This was all to weird for Videl. The monster, is was alive. It was true, real. How the hell did that happen?
It was everything she ever dreamed about. Everything. The body, the claws, teeth, the eyes. Oh God, the eyes. They radiated a green much more sinister than she ever imagined. It was weird, scary.
Absolutely terrifying.
What was worse, though, is that she could almost feel its thoughts. Feel what it wanted to do, what it wanted most, and it wanted that man.
She turned and looked at the man she met at the restaurant. He was flinching every so often from the large amount of rain streaming through the shattered window. Why would it want him? Though he was a dork, he had nothing of importance in her life. He was nothing but a man who appeared magically as if from another dimention.
Then it hit her. Another dimention. What if he...
Could he really be?
-Santa smurf does not exist (Smurfs: attack with poisonous mushrooms)-
She finally reduced her speed after crossing a bridge over the back-bay channel. The noise of the wind abated somewhat.
Gohan glanced over to the woman, feeling uneasy under her intense gaze. She looked at him in a way no one looked at him before, as though he were purple, warty, with a head like a watermelon, and just stepped out of a flying saucer.
He cleared his throat nervously and said, "You're a, uh, pretty good driver."
Surprizingly she smiled, "You really think so?"
"Actually, you're terrific."
"Thanks. You're not bad yourself."
"Me?"
"That was some stunt with the convertible."
"Ha ha. Very funny."
"You went airborne pretty straight and true, but you lost control of it in flight."
"Eh, sorry about your truck."
"It comes with the territory," she said cryptically.
"I'll pay for the repairs."
"You're sweet."
"We should get something to block this window."
"But don't you need to go to the hospital?"
"I'm okay," he assured her. "But the rain's going to ruin your upholstery."
"Don't worry about it."
"But-"
"It's blue," she said.
"What?"
"The upholstery."
"Yeah," he checked," blue. So?"
"I don't like blue."
"But the damage-"
"I'm used to it."
"You are?"
She said, "There's frequent damage."
"There is?"
"I lead an eventful life."
"You do?"
"I've learned to roll with it."
"You're a strange woman," he said.
She smirked. "Thank you."
He felt disoriented again. "What's your name?"
"Videl," she said.
"Yeah?"
"Videl Payne Satan. P-A-Y-N-E. It was a hard birth, and my mom had a weird sense of humor."
He didn't get it. And then he did. "Ah." He nodded.
"People call me Del."
"Del. That's nice."
"What's your name?"
"Kanahan Son." He startled himself. "I mean Gohan."
"Kanahan Gohan?"
"Kanahan nothing. My name is Son Gohan."
"Are you sure?"
"Most of the time."
"You're a strange man," she said, as if it pleased her, as if returning a compliment.
"There is really a lot of water coming in the window."
"We'll stop soon."
"Where'd you learn to drive like that, Del?"
"My mom."
"Some mother."
"She's a hoot. She liked to race stock cars."
"Not my mother."
"And powerboats. And motorcycles. It has an engine, my mom wanted to race it."
Videl braked at a red traffic light.
They were silent for a moment.
Rain poured as if the sky was a broken dam.
Finally Videl said, "So, Kanny... back there ... That was the doll snake rat-quick little monster thingy, huh?"
END OF PART ONE::jiggs::
This was all to weird for Videl. The monster, is was alive. It was true, real. How the hell did that happen?
It was everything she ever dreamed about. Everything. The body, the claws, teeth, the eyes. Oh God, the eyes. They radiated a green much more sinister than she ever imagined. It was weird, scary.
Absolutely terrifying.
What was worse, though, is that she could almost feel its thoughts. Feel what it wanted to do, what it wanted most, and it wanted that man.
She turned and looked at the man she met at the restaurant. He was flinching every so often from the large amount of rain streaming through the shattered window. Why would it want him? Though he was a dork, he had nothing of importance in her life. He was nothing but a man who appeared magically as if from another dimention.
Then it hit her. Another dimention. What if he...
Could he really be?
-Santa smurf does not exist (Smurfs: attack with poisonous mushrooms)-
She finally reduced her speed after crossing a bridge over the back-bay channel. The noise of the wind abated somewhat.
Gohan glanced over to the woman, feeling uneasy under her intense gaze. She looked at him in a way no one looked at him before, as though he were purple, warty, with a head like a watermelon, and just stepped out of a flying saucer.
He cleared his throat nervously and said, "You're a, uh, pretty good driver."
Surprizingly she smiled, "You really think so?"
"Actually, you're terrific."
"Thanks. You're not bad yourself."
"Me?"
"That was some stunt with the convertible."
"Ha ha. Very funny."
"You went airborne pretty straight and true, but you lost control of it in flight."
"Eh, sorry about your truck."
"It comes with the territory," she said cryptically.
"I'll pay for the repairs."
"You're sweet."
"We should get something to block this window."
"But don't you need to go to the hospital?"
"I'm okay," he assured her. "But the rain's going to ruin your upholstery."
"Don't worry about it."
"But-"
"It's blue," she said.
"What?"
"The upholstery."
"Yeah," he checked," blue. So?"
"I don't like blue."
"But the damage-"
"I'm used to it."
"You are?"
She said, "There's frequent damage."
"There is?"
"I lead an eventful life."
"You do?"
"I've learned to roll with it."
"You're a strange woman," he said.
She smirked. "Thank you."
He felt disoriented again. "What's your name?"
"Videl," she said.
"Yeah?"
"Videl Payne Satan. P-A-Y-N-E. It was a hard birth, and my mom had a weird sense of humor."
He didn't get it. And then he did. "Ah." He nodded.
"People call me Del."
"Del. That's nice."
"What's your name?"
"Kanahan Son." He startled himself. "I mean Gohan."
"Kanahan Gohan?"
"Kanahan nothing. My name is Son Gohan."
"Are you sure?"
"Most of the time."
"You're a strange man," she said, as if it pleased her, as if returning a compliment.
"There is really a lot of water coming in the window."
"We'll stop soon."
"Where'd you learn to drive like that, Del?"
"My mom."
"Some mother."
"She's a hoot. She liked to race stock cars."
"Not my mother."
"And powerboats. And motorcycles. It has an engine, my mom wanted to race it."
Videl braked at a red traffic light.
They were silent for a moment.
Rain poured as if the sky was a broken dam.
Finally Videl said, "So, Kanny... back there ... That was the doll snake rat-quick little monster thingy, huh?"
END OF PART ONE::jiggs::