Vegetafanfic1: Heehee hee hee! I like your suggestions. Quite relevent to Krillin's suggestions... Let's see what happens!
Last time we met with our friends, they weredisembarking and traveling down mountains, along routes, on interstates, and through the woods. Morning was about to break as Bulma continued driving 18's small SUV down a dirt road. The other two girls already had had their turn to drive, and were now in a deep slumber, drool seeping out of their mouthes as they sprawled out in their seats in akward positions. Glancing behind her, she saw that Krillin was having his turn to drive as well. Looking again at the road, Bulma noticed a fork in the red dirt road, yet no signs pointed to which way MT. Fuji and its surrounding areas were. Coming to a stop, Bulma grabbed the map, which lay in ChiChi's lap in the pasenger sleep, and softly took the paper from her friend, trying not to wake her. After examining it for some time, she decided the correct route to take was to the right. She wasn't POSITIVELY sure; unfortunately, geography wasn't one of the classes she did better in school-- she was all about the science and math. Krillin was sitting and waiting patiently as he gazed at the brake lights in front of him. Glancing around him, he noticed that the other two guys were dead asleep beside him. Noticing saliva seeping out of Goku's open mouth, and Vegeta twitching in his sleep, he chuckled lightly to himself at the sight. It was a comedic sight for sore eyes after seeing nothing but countryside and dirt road around him, aside from 18's truck. Noticing Bulma stepping off the brakes, he did as well, and continued following her into the early morning.
(2 hours later)
Bulma was still wired and driving as she turned on some soft music. She didn't want to wake her friends-- After all, Chichi and 18 were ones you DID NOT want to wake-up from their sleep. ChiChi might remind you slightly of an angry King Kong, screeching and banging at whatever gets in her way, while 18 would remind you of a crazed Godzilla... not pretty.
"Disembarking at Duvalier Airport
Seeking transportation to town
As the purple ink dried on his passport
He could still feel the eyes look around"
"African Friend" by Jimmy Buffett came on the radio, which suddenly made her feel at ease and laid-back. She had been nervous taking the right path at the fork, even though her calculation of the map suited her.
"Messieur ou y est casino?
Spoke to the cabbie and smiled
Driver replied 'vieux ou noveaux.'
As he motioned the dark man inside"
She smiled to herself as she lsitened to the story Buffett was singing of. She had taken a little bit of French in high school, so she could catch some of what was said in French. And she loved the Carribean sounds...very soothing...
"Business in Aruba concluded
He now had a little money to spend
That's how I came to meet my African friend"
Now, she grinned to herself as she realized how the meeting in the song was of coincidence, just like how her andthe girls met the guys in the club.
"We were rolling the bones several hours
Conversing as most gamblers do
We were calling on all of our powers
Hopin' to see the night through
But not approving at all of our winnings
Pit boss he tugged at his sleeve
Through the whole thing my new friend was grinning
When he motioned it's time we should leave.
With our night at the tables behind us
We were ready just to do it again
That's when I came to know my African friend
But I woke up on the steps of a whorehouse
Soldier told me I'd better leave
As I stumbled to find me a taxi
I saw a note pinned to my sleeve.
It was a pleasure and a hell of an evenin'
Truly was our night to win.
But the authorities insist on my leaving
Take care my American friend."
Bulma started chuckling to herself, then tears came into her eyes. She always got emotional over songs, even happy ones. 'This songreminds meof the rest of the group!' She thought to herself. Glancing over at her girl friends, she smiled to herself, as she continued driving.
"With my weekend at Haiti concluded
I now had a little money to spend
That's when I came to meet my African friend
That's how I came to know another good friend"
The song concluded as she started to think about how their weekend was going to go. 'Hmm... I wonder what the group wants to do. I'd really like to go hiking!'
(In Goku's truck...)
Krillin had been driving as well for some hours, yet something was starting to bother him. From what he'd seen on travel channels, they didn't appear to be anywhere near Mt. Fuji. As he glanced around, he noticed the scenery slightly changing. Since he wasn't able to call Bulma, because he didn't have her number, he tried convincing himself to wake Vegeta up.
"Oh boy.." he said quietly to himself, as he braced himself. Shivering a bit due to increased anxiety, Krillin stuttered in a whisper Vegeta's name. No response. He tried again, a little louder this time. Vegeta twitched! He was getting there! Then suddenly, Krillin called his name out loud, startling Vegeta awake instantly. A little confused and alarmed, Vegeta glanced around the van like a mad dog. Krillin kept glancing over at him, afraid to admit he was the one who woke him up, when Vegeta rested a cold glare on his friend's face.
"Did you wake me?" Vegeta asked, growling.
"(Gulp!) Uh... yeah.. I nee--need--needed to know if you could call Bulma."
"Why?" He was still a little ticked off.
"Uh... ano... Call me crazy, but I don't think we're anywhere near the Mt. Fuji area. The scenery doesn't match what I've seen in photos and on video."
Vegeta glanced outside to try and understand what Krillin was explaining to him. The short one was right... they weren't. Vegeta had visited Mt. Fuji once in his childhood, and where they were didn't match any of his recollecting memories. Nodding to Krillin, he dialed Bulma's number.
After a few rings, she finally picked up.
"Hello?"
"ONNA! Where are we?" Vegeta questioned angrily.
"Uh.. I think we're getting there!" Bulma was unsure of herself, but afraid to let it show. "Hold on..."
She woke up Chichi, who had dried saliva stuck to the side of her mouth. Eww...
"Huh? Wha'?"
"Hey Chi? Uh... aren't we going in the right direct--"
"BULMA! Watch out!"
Screams were heard from 18's vehicle as Bulma accidently drove off the rode and into a ditch. Screeching to a halt behind her, Krillin jumped out of the truck with Vegeta, as well as the newly woken-up Goku. Running over to the SUV, the guys were frantically praying the girls were alright. Thrusting open the doors, the saw the air bags were working in fine condition! Dust was everywhere as the boys struggled to free the girls of their prison. 18 started screaming as she realized they had been in an accident. Krillin eventually calmed her down though. Once everyone was safe outside, they all examined the SUV. Trying to restart the engine, but with no prevail, 18 climbed back out onto the ground as she realized her SUV was busted. Goku pleasently informed her that he had a few ropes and hooks in his bed.
"Thank Kami!"
They all went to hooking up and pulling the SUV out of the ditch, Goku at the wheel oh his truck. Once everything was all well and done, the girls piled into the two front seats next to Goku, squishing each other as they squeezed in. Vegeta and Krillin volunteered to sit in the bed with the stuff. They were on the road again.
(1 hour later...)
Something was wrong. Goku had been able to maintain 55 miles per hour on the dirt road, but for some reason, the truck was slowing down. "Uh oh..." Glancing at the alert area near the gas measuring dial, speed odometer, etc., he noticed the gas light was on, and that his truck was on empty. How could he not have realized it? The truck started going about 15 mph as Goku decided to pull of on the side of the road. Angry that he had missed all of the restaraunt and gas station exits, he went to the guys in the back of the truck.
"We have any more gasoline gallons back there?"
"No. Dude, don't you recall that we used the last one during the night? Are we out already?" Krillin asked worriedly.
"Ano..." Sweatdrops began to form on Goku's head.
"You idiot! We're stuck here now because you didn't acknowledge we were low on gas!"
"Vegeta! Yelling isn't going to get you anywhere," 18 commented calmly and wiselyas she stepped out of the truck. ChiChi and Bulma eyed each other confused. 'It wouldn't?' XD
"Kami..." They all sat down on the edge of the bed, which was now down, and began pondering what they should do. They were quite away from any gas stations or shopping centers. They had to walk the rest of the way, they all decided. Mumbling and grumbling arose from the group as they started unloading the baggage from the bed.
The hiking "adventure" had begun!
Muahaha! Let's see how tough they all think they are, eh? Aw shucks.. I can't let anything TOO bad happen to them, right? Well anyways, R&R peeps! Hope you enjoyed it! XD
PriscillaChan