Dibbedom: Hey everybody!
Vegeta: Whatever.
Dibbedom: As you all know me as the one and only, Dibbs!
Vegeta: What kind of name is that?
Dibbedom: (rolls his eyes) I ran out of things to hit you with…
Vegeta: Thank you, Kami.
Dibbedom: Except the things I formerly hit you with!
(Hits Vegeta with The Liberty Bell)
Vegeta: Ow.
(Goku walks up)
Goku: Hey Vegeta! Dibbs invited my over!
(Vegeta falls on his knees, head in hands)
Vegeta: Why me? Why all the time me?
Dibbs: I do not own DBZ! But I wish I did. Special reasons, people.
(Vegeta cries)
Goku: What's up with him?
Dibbs: he, he, he…Vegeta torture in this chapter, from yours truly, Dibbs.
(Vegeta cries harder)
Goku: What kind of a name is that?
Dibbedom: Oy…
Last Time on Laugh Today, Gone Tomorrow:
"The stuff is going to take awhile getting here," Trunks said. "Lets do something else."
Goten thought for a while and suggested, "Prank phone calls?"
"Exactly!"
Trunks smirked a huge smirk.
"Mission One: prank calls."
Trunks and his friend Goten meandered through the house all the way to Vegeta's room. Trunks saw his father napping on the bed, so they quietly stepped in. Goten accidentally tripped and fell to the floor. Vegeta stirred a bit which made those to little devils stiffen.
"Goten!" Trunks whispered. "Do you want my dad to awaken?"
" 'Course not, Trunks. I could if you want me to."
Trunks slapped his forehead. "No, don't, and so be quiet! We have to get my mom's cell phone and out of here as quickly as we can!"
"Okie-dokie, Trunks!"
Trunks swiftly got a hold of the phone and they ran out of the room. They ran outside and soon began their operation.
"Alright Goten, we have the cell phone. Now all we have to do is prank phone call my dad."
"Can I try first?" asked Goten.
Trunks nodded and handed him the phone. Then Goten dialed Trunks' number.
In the Vegeta's room, the phone rang. Tired and ill-tempered Vegeta sub-consciously answered the phone.
"What do you what?" Vegeta said.
"Boo!" An earsplitting voice was heard before the voice hung up.
"Ahhhhhh! My ears!" Vegeta screamed as he hopped around in circles while trying to stop the blood from his ears from running.
Outside, Goten was giggling while Trunks was sweatdropping.
"No! Not like that!" Trunks grabbed the phone from Goten's hand.
"Hey!"
"Like this!" Trunks dialed his phone number.
In Vegeta's room, Vegeta was cooling down after the bleeding stopped. It wasn't a heavy flow anyway. The phone rang again.
"What!" Vegeta said.
"Mr. Vegeta," Trunks started in a deep voice, "I am Ray Gunn, Manager of the 'I Love Food' Company.
"So what?"
"So what? You refrigerator is on fire! Save the food! Save the food!"
"AHHHHHHHHH!" Screamed Vegeta as he ran out of the bedroom. He ran down the stairs. But then, he trip on one of Trunks' toys and fell the rest of the way down.
"My spine!" Yelled Vegeta in pain.
He FINALLY came to the bottom of the staircase.
"Save the food," he mumbled just before he fainted.
Dibbedom: And we're back and ready!
Vegeta: For what?
Dibbedom: Well I decided that I've done enough torture to you for one chapter.
Vegeta: You've got that right!
Goku: What's next?
Dibbs: Goku torture!
Vegeta: Mwa-ha-ha! Kakarot torture! Finally!
Dibbs: Of course, not as bad as yours, Vegeta.
Vegeta: I hate you.
Goku: Bye, everyone!
Dibbs: And also…
Dibbs and Goku: REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW! (Both grin)
Vegeta: I'm trapped between to morons.
Dibbs: Shut up.