Death By Margaritas
Chapter Four: Rock Salt
It's been a while since I have posted a fanfic for this story. I have been working on a Harry Potter fanfic and a Spider-Man one also. Please check them out; I have had a lot of time for thinking from my grounding that never ends... until it does...
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Trunks enters the stage from the left side. The eleven-year-old is wearing a suit and tie and has a plastic glass in his right hand.
"Today I will be discussing a very tragic event that happens to most of us," He swirls around the contents (perhaps Kool-Aid) in the glass and takes a long sip. "Parents. Not just the curse of parents but the tragedy of an 'all adult party.'"
"Not to alarm any of our more sensitive viewers, but these parties, as they are called, are no more than an excuse to carry out their plans of making life for a minor cruel and miserable. I warn you, the scenes that I am about to show you may not be suitable for all viewers."
A projection screen comes down from the ceiling and a movie begins.
"What a wonderful party, Bulma!" Chichi exclaims from the kitchen.
"Yes, thank you," She responds.
Trunks pauses the film with a remote, "This woman in the black dress may not seem harmful, but she is, as I may say... setting the tone. Let's continue..."
Bulma walks from the living room to the parlor where a group of fancily dressed people is sipping champagne, "Everyone having a good time back here?"
People grunt yes and nod and Bulma smiles and leaves the room and walks over to the stereo. Trunks pauses the film again, "Do you see the terrors of what is happening?" Gasps come from the back few rows of the theatre; "Those with a weak constitution may want to reach for the provided reciprocals in the left pocket of the seats. This next scene may make you need to use them... Once again, let us continue..."
Resume Tape
Bulma pushes a couple of buttons on the stereo and horrible oldies music from the group's teenage years starts playing. She shifts her hips back and forth as she walks over to her husband. She wraps her arm around his neck and kisses his cheek.
"Having fun yet, sweetie?" She asks in a voice you use when calling a pet or younger sibling.
"Hah!" Vegeta laughs. "I think not!"
Bulma glares and hands Vegeta a margarita from one of the passing robo-butlers. "Just get boozed up so we can have a little 'fun' later on. Catch it?"
Vegeta glares a little and drinks the drink in one gulp, "Fine, you wanna play hardball? I'll teach you how hardball is really played." He drops the glass on the floor.
Trunks pauses the tape.
"Sorry people, but when I hear my parents talking about 'fun' and 'alcohol' in the same sentence, I feel a bit queasy..." Trunks broke off, looking a little pale. "Okay, let's continue..."
Resume... again...
Everyone in the room stops talking and looks at the couple standing in the middle of the room with a broken margarita glass between them. Bulma smiles, takes down her hair and rips off the bottom of her dress up to past her knees. Someone near the stereo clicks a button and it changes to freaky dance music. All the adults remove their sophisticated party clothes to reveal more risky party clothes that make all of the kids in the audience either cry or barf.
Chi Chi comes into the room pulling Goku by his tie. (Which was all he was wearing on the top half...) "Come on, Goku! Show me your side that only comes out when you're intoxicated!" With that, she pulled him into the broom closet.
Terrifying things were going on at that party. Vegeta and Krillin were having an alcohol induced break dancing contest on the table, (A/N: btw... Vegeta had more than one drink; I just didn't want to spend my whole fanfic writing about him drinking XX) some of Bulma's friends were playing 'Spin the Bottle', and a couple of people were playing 'let's strip naked, run up the hill in the back and see how far we can slide on our butts'.
Trunks stops the tape
"Now, I would show the rest of the tape, but it was extremely explicit. Instead, I will show you the terrors that come with watching the tape as a whole... This person's identity shall be kept secret for confidentiality restrictions."
New Tape
A silhouette of a boy with outrageously spiky hair is shown. The words 'Unnamed Victim' are printed at the bottom of the screen.
Trunks: Unnamed victim, can you tell us a bit of your story.
'Unnamed': Well, My name is...
Trunks: Shhhh! You're supposed to be unnamed, remember?
'Unnamed': Oh, right. I went over to Trunks's house to play video games on a Tuesday that summer. I remember sniff him telling me about a video that if you see it, you'll die in seven days.
Trunks: That's it, no more suspense flicks for you!
'Unnamed': Oh, you mean the other tape!
Trunks: Yes, the other tape.
'Unnamed': Anyways, he told me that when his parents held that party, he videotaped it. He said that I could see the behavior of our parents at a party. I mean, I usually was put to bed early when they went out, but Gohan, I mean... My brother said that they were pretty banged when they got back.
Trunks: Uh huh, please continue...
'Unnamed': sniff I watched it... and... and... bursts out crying
Trunks: It's okay... Just cry it all out...
'Unnamed': sniff sniff I just can't look at my parents the same way anymore. I feel... u-unsafe...
Tape clicks off
"Well kids," He said, rubbing his eyes. "Please remember, Keep away from alcohol... You could end up like them!
Shows a disturbing shot of Krillin giving Juuhachigou a horsey back ride
HAHAHAHAH!! Oh my gosh! I think that was one of the funniest things I thought of in a while... I hope it turned as funny as it was in my head. Suggestions please. Don't tell Ghostbusters... Tell me, kay? Okay!
The one formerly known as Aikenlicious...
.. Chibi Vegeta Face!
(Keeper of Vegeta's pajama bottoms!)