FPM: I don't like Mondays...do you like Mondays, Cell?
Cell:...What kind of topic is that?!
FPM: ...A topic...
17: Hey, that's what I was going to say...
FPM: Hey, 17, aren't you like, uber-smart or something?
17:...
18: Yeah. He just doesn't like to show it...
17: HEY! Don't yo DARE talk about me as if I wasn't here!
FPM:...Wait. Aren't you in Cell's head?...so technically you aren't here?
17/18: ...
Cell: (-smiles-)
FPM:...Yeah, uh, so well...there's not much to talk about...OMG! WAIT! THERE SOOO IS!
18: Such as?...
FPM: Some other stupid high-schoolers attempted treason!
17/18/Cell: ...?
FPM: THEY TRIED TO FICKIN' DUMP ME IN THE GARBAGE!
17: I've had that...then my sister beat them up so badly it didn't happen until...well, for the rest of my life, but that doesn't seem to matter right now because obviously everyone is staring at me like I'm some kind of dork so Shut-Up!
Cell: ...I wasn't indicating anything...
FPM: Yeah, after-all, he's perfect!
Cell: (-smiles-)
17: Why do you pose your name as different things when you write different stories?
FPM: Hmm? Oh, I dunno...I felt like being 'G.G.' in my other story "Break Away", though that isn't really considered funny or my REAL style in writing, which is this kind of thing...yeah.
18: Alright?...
FPM: Oh! ...my dad likes Justice League (but he doesn't like the new version with everybody an all...) and so I guess I'll make a JL fic sometime later and my name will be 'B.B.'...dunno why, It's just fun to be different...
Cell: And that you are...
FPM:...I consider that a compliment!
Cell: ...Good for you...
FPM: ...you alright? You seem rather upset...
Cell: Do I LOOK upset to you? Do you think I CARE about that?
FPM:...Sorry, I was just asking a question...
Cell:...Never-mind.
FPM:...OH! Do you think this story's about Goku liking Crystal (or visa versa)? NO! Hahaha, what a funny dea...anyways, I don't think Goku would be the 'type' to commit adultery...
17:...How can you 'commit' adultery if someone only does that once? ...hmmm....
FPM: ...Einstein, just go read a book or something ot pre-occupy your mind until I get an idea about what to write here or whatever...
18: That will be quite an extensive time, FPM...
FPM: Yes, indeed.
Cell: ...Isn't that what your teacher says? English teacher dude?
FPM: ...I don't want to talk about that. I got a 'detention' like thing from him, so shut up...it was forty minutes for having gum in my mouth in his class for a time that I never had, and he didn't have any proof except for 'what he says goes' thing...God I hate that short, pudgy man...
Cell: (she does not mean to offend her teacher in any way...)
FPM: HAHAHA! That's what YOU think, Cell...
Cell: ...Would you like to end up getting another 'detention' thing if he has read this?
FPM: He wouldn't ...and even if he did, he wouldn't be able to tell because I was the only person who got a detention to day and ..Oh Crap. Uh, Oh-well, doesn't matter. He shouldn't be reading this anyways...
17: Okay. What about the story?
FPM: What about it?
18: Nothing, except for the fact you haven't started it...
17: But she did-- it has a title and ... I'll just bother myself in my head if it makes you feel better, ppls...
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Sighing, Cell looked up towards the sky, closing his eyes-
/Why the hell did you close your eyes when you looked up?/
'Something wrong with that?'
/YES! You were looking at a cute guy who was walking by and then looked a different way! That is totally WRONG!/
'...Wouldn't it be "wrong-er" for me to be gay?'
-He has a point, sister...-
/...Shut up./
'Besides, I hear you fancy another young man, Krillin, correct?'
/...What does this matter to you?/
'...I'll fight him first so he can die.'
/NO! don't you God-damn DARE!/
'...Did you just dare me?'
/NO! Dammit, NO!/
Cell chuckled. He gained complete delight from fretting the androids who partook in conversations in his head. Sighing, he dropped his head from looking up and observed the scenery around him. It was rather confusing to him as to why some people were walking by his tournament-ground without noticing him there. But then again, he was rather quiet... Maybe she'll come, he thought. God, why do I want that? Just to see her? "Emotions so strong, it's overwhelming...Ecstasy in the air, overflowing..."God, where did THAT come from?...hmm...must be Goku's cells...or any other demented cells in my perfected body...
/Does that make any sense to you?/
'Hmm?'
/'demented cells in a perfected body'?/
'...Shut up. These are my thought and mine alone- if I wish to talk to you, I shall, but if otherwise stay out of my conversations that traverse my mind!'
-He's right, 18. Be quiet and maybe we'll gain dirt on him...-
'...What is this "dirt" you speak of? Do you plan on running?...'
-Haha, ass-holes don't know anything...-
'...But this is my head, and so don't you dare make fun of me...'
-Why? It's grand fun!-
'...I'm not going to reply to that...'
-Is it because you can't think of anything witty enough to over-throw my awesome verbal-fights?-
'Just because you may beat me in that sport doesn't mean you can over-throw my strength and great power in fights...'
-...Can I get out of you?-
'(o.O)...What?'
-I mean, is there any chance of escaping this damned place?-
'This "place" would have to be "damned" first for it to be a "damned place"...'
/...He has a point, 17. So now he's won your "verbal-war".../
' "Verbal-war"? Is that what this is? To think you are so stupid enough as to even attempt to win-'
-Something wrong?-
'Oh, besides you?'
-...-
Cell again observed his surroundings...A few birds twittering about among themselves in the essence of air, bees flying about frantically looking for honey to create from the aid of flowers...
'No, 17, I did not mean to purposefully locate the "birds" and the "bees" on this obsolete planet...'
-...It isn't so obsolete with this "girl" you think of, is it?-
'Ah, that is right...'
/ So you confess you like her?!/
'So what of it? You won't escape and even if you did it wouldn't matter because who would believe a lie like that?'
/It would have to be a lie for it to not be true.../
'So true, so true...'
-Anyways, I'm interested. What is it you see in this human?-
'Obviously you don't have eyes if you ask a question like that...'
-She seemed rather thin, to me...-
'Starvation is one of leading problems that need to be delt with, and in her case she only needs to be fed and she'll be fine...'
-Then why don't you find food and give it to her?-
'You really expect me to think she'll swoon after I offer her food? No wonder you haven't had yourself a girlfriend...'
/Why are girlfriends called "girlfriends", I wonder.../
'...Alrighty, then...'
-Back to what I really want to talk about—okay, Cell. Any funky feelings when you saw her?-
'What the hell? I looked different then from now, so that doesn't matter and anyways shut up.'
-...oh, I'm sorry...I thought we were about to make a break-through, Cell...-
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Goku and Crystal had just buried Crystal's brother in the cemetery at CreekWood Hill. Something was bothering her...It was the fact that the only person who she had had left in the condemned world had past on into another realm. That was what was bothering her—not the name, that she was in a cemetery, or that there was a breeze drifting through the grounds and she hadn't had a coat.
Crystal began shivering due to the cold and sat on an old stump from a tree. A jacket landed on her head and she looked up when she took it off her face.
"...What is-"
" You seemed cold, or at least colder than me, so I thought you might want it..."
"...Oh. ....Thank you..." She slipped it on and zipped it, smiling at the warmth it brought.
"...No problem. Say, Crystal, do you need a place to stay?" Goku tapped the top of the dirt mound with the shovel and wiped his brow, and set the shovel on the ground next to it. They had found that shovel by the gate and figured they should leave it at the cemetary.
"...Thanks for doing that..."
"Hmm? Oh, no problem...Anyways, back to the question you're avoiding-" She smiled as he continued-" you can come to Capsule Corp or my home or wherever...But personally I'd think you feel more comfortable at Capsule Corp..."
"...Oh, I don't know...Should I go there or just stay on the streets?...It doesn't really matter to me, though..."
"Just go where your heart feels at home."
"Huh, a lot good that did me..."
Goku had a confused look on his face. "What do you mean?" Crystal frowned and stared at her feet.
"...I-I wasn't able to appreciate what my parents had done for me, and I guess I left...and now look what's happened...But my life's kinda like that...bad-timed."
Goku shrugged. "You have good-luck and bad-luck in life...the times are all mushed together at points to make sometimes that seem good even better."
"...What on earth do you mean?"
"Oh, well, let's say you had an excessivley horrible day. The next day, you won't expect anything good to happen, and then you might have a normal day but it will seem better because you didn't expect it to be good, or if it really is good then it will seem even better...Do you get it?"
"...That I'm not supposed to have any expectations in life?"
Goku sighed. "What I mean is that life always balances out, and if you've had a streak of pure misery, odds are, that'll change pretty quick."
"Don't jinx it." Crystal smiled and looked off into the horizon. Sighing, she looked over at Goku, who seemed rather puzzled. "Something the matter?"
"Oh...I just had a plan. ...You know how there's only a few more days untill the 'Cell Games'?-"
"What does he need those for?"
"...I'm guessing he wants to complete his mission and fight me."
"But after that, if he defeates you, what will his purpose in life be? Wouldn't he become depressed or feel alone without a purpose?"
"...Cell will do what he likes. Anyways, I was wondering if you were up for a job."
"...Depends on what it is."
"Oh, nothing horrible..."
"...Which is?"
"...My guess is that Cell may like you."
"What?" She stared at Goku, thinking him crazier than how she had met him. "What drove you to that insane-judgement?"
"...He has emotions. Very few, but some. See, his cells are of every single great fighter out there, including me, and maybe one of those is attraction. You know, find someone to love and be loved by..."
" I think I should leave now..." She stood and Goku took her hand.
"Please just listen to what else I have to say and then you can accept or not and I'll let you never be troubled again by me. ...You owe it to your family."
Crystal stole her hand back from Goku. "My family's got nothing to do with this. Anyways..." she sighed. "Start talking."
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FPM: ooh...suspense. i like that...yeah, uh, so, I own my story, idea(s), and Crystal.
Cell:...what if I want to own the story?
FPM: well poo on you, Cell (-sticks tongue out-)
Cell: (-sigh-) and yet wanted is not given.
17: o.O (confused...)
FPM: well, that was a rather long story...entry...thing...
Cell: you don't seem so hyper. Why?
FPM: it's simple: fatigue. Anyways, my parents are still forcing me to clean my room...The other day a police dude came to my school and searched through everything b/c there was a complaint ppl were smoking and doin' bad stuff w/ drugs or w/e...Isn't that demented, 17?
17: huh? (-stops eating 'CRUNCHIE-MUNCHIES!!'-(which i think i just made up...))
FPM: well, I feel loved...