-----DISCLAIMER-----
Nina © Capcom
Clint, Alex, Jason, Vernon, Devin, Dusty, Dan © Themselves
Goku, Radditz, Vegeta, Piccolo, Juuanagou/#17, Mr. Buu © Akira Toriyama
Heero Yuy © Sotsu Agency Co. Ltd
Steve Williams, Dwayne Johnson © Themselves (Their ring names are © WWE)
Paula © Shigesto Itoi
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Part 5 - The War of the Pranksters
(September 10, 2001 A.D.; 1:36pm; Canton, Ohio)
Back at his own house, Clint was working on this computer, trying to come up with more ideas for training devices. He was wondering if perhaps it was possible for him to develop something straight from out of Vegeta and Goku's own world, much akin to the gravity chambers he would see Vegeta use on the show. Another idea was that he was also thinking about experimental time travel. Whatever it was, unfortunately for him, it would soon get interrupted when a shadowy figure flew up in front of his window.
"Hey Clint what's up?" it asked him.
He turned to the figure and said, "What brings YOU of all people here?"
"I want your help, considering you are the big genius and everything, not to mention I don't think Dan would put up with it like you would." the voice said to him.
"Well, okay. Exactly what do you have in mind?" Clint asked.
"I want you to help me play a major trick on Alex at his house. You with me?" it asked back.
Clint smirked, "Yeah, I'm with you." He then slightly hesitated, "I think... depends on what you want me to do."
"Alright... here's the plan..." the voice said, whispering into Clint's ear through his window screen...
(September 10, 2001 A.D.; 3:22pm; Canton, Ohio)
At Alex's house, Goku was now teaching Alex how to use the multi-form technique to split himself into two entities. After his big battle with Vegeta on the 8th, Goku realized that having an equal level partner for Alex to fight with might give him a much better overall benefit. However Alex was not having a lot of luck just yet, and many of his attempts just earned Alex lost energy.
At least one thing big had been confirmed on Alex's part. After calling his parents on the 8th, they had come home later that night and admitted the truth about Alex's origins, at least as far as they knew. Alex had learned he had crashed into their back fishing pond, inside a spherical pod of sorts. His now fosterdad dug around in the garage nearby, opening up a hidden floor hatch underneath the dirt, and pulling out the pod. Alex called Goku and Vegeta to them, to confirm if what he had discovered was right, and he was. He had crashed to Earth in a Saiya-jin space pod. However this now confused Alex. He was 16 years old, and only in the last week or so did the merger actually occur. Just how could he be a full-blooded Saiya-jin, going by that oddball logic?
However Alex had decided to put that aside for the time being. Learning he was Saiya-jin, and then learning from Goku through Piccolo that Vernon had also gone Super Saiya-jin in near feral anger, had made his competitive urges only rise. He was determined to oust Vernon at all costs, and it ran in his mind almost like a mantra of sorts. On the other hand, Goku and Vegeta were nervous about learning Vernon was Saiya-jin as well. The rivalry that had already existed between Alex and Vernon, had now been hypercharged to massive lengths, and the two elder Saiya-jin feared the two younger ones would end up doing a near repeat of the old rivalry that had existed between them for almost 13 years.
The two elder Saiya-jin had now continued overlooking Alex's training, when suddenly, Piccolo, #17 and Vernon dropped down out of the skies, landing on the lawn nearby. Alex grumbled inside, but smirked outwards at his rival, who rivaled the smirk with his own.
"Alex..." Vernon started.
"Vernon..." Alex replied, forming a small scowl.
"You ready to get your ass kicked?"
"You tempting fate with me again, Vernon?"
"Yes, because I've won at least 9 out of 10 of these little skirmishes, and this one won't be different."
"We'll see... Abercrombie and Bitch!"
Alex and Vernon began to charge forth, but Piccolo's voice cut them down in mid-flight. "ENOUGH."
They dropped out of stance, and looked to Piccolo's direction, seeing that he, Goku, Vegeta and #17 were talking, discussion something.
They then turned to Vernon and Alex, and Goku replied, "Alex, Vernon... we've all been gathered here, so we can train together, and meld our styles for a couple of days."
"Wait... you mean we're training together?" Alex asked in shock.
"Yes, so you'd better not get too carried away, you two, or we won't be healing you this time around!" Piccolo grumbled back in reply.
"Damn." Vernon cursed softly, "And I so wanted to kick his ass here and now."
"The day I kick your ass will come soon enough!" Alex replied back, and the two of them jumped off into the fray and started sparring.
Vernon started off by dodging Alex's flying kick, and swinging a mean left hook, which Alex blocked, following with a trip to Vernon's left leg, however as Vernon flipped around, he spun his right leg in an arc, and slammed Alex in the upper chest, sending him flying at a slightly downward angle, crashing into the ground, and leaving some skid marks.
Alex flipped up and grumbled, "Now you're gonna get it, you donkey-punching cow!1"
"Come get some, bitch." Vernon replied with a smirk, and jumped back at Alex.
However this time Alex was waiting, and flipped onto his back and Vernon began to fly over him, until Alex pushed back up and delivered a double kick that sent flying Vernon skyward. Alex quickly flew up after him, and attempted to grab him by the collar to swing back to Earth, but Vernon zanzokened at the last second, and reappeared to Alex's side, axehandling him in the head, and sending him flying downwards, until he suddenly crashed into a tree. However, instead of breaking the tree, Alex collided with it, and just slid right off, landing on his back hard. Alex, through a daze, looked to the tree, and regained his full consciousness, growling.
"Argh, that damn tree again! Geez! Heero crashed into it. I kamehameha it, and then I crash into it, and it's STILL standing?" Alex grumbled, but he didn't have time to keep ranting, as Vernon dove at him.
Alex growled, "No you don't! Ka... me... ha... me... ha!" and fired a medium scale kamehameha.
Vernon stopped in mid-flight, "Ok, we'll play it YOUR way... Ka...me..ha..me..ha!" and he sent down his own wave at Alex's, resulting in a small ki duel.
In the end, both exploded in mid flight, and both Alex and Vernon crashed to the ground, having expanded a bit too much energy from their trade off, prompting Goku and Piccolo to their aid.
"We tried to warn you two not to be stupid... so you two can just rest here until you're healed up." Piccolo said, picking Vernon up and hoisting him over his shoulder, while Goku did the same for Alex.
The two placed Alex and Vernon on the two couches in Alex's front room, leaving them to sleep for the time being.
(September 10, 2001 A.D.; 4:28pm; Canton, Ohio)
When Alex and Vernon finally recovered, they had decided to apologize to each other for going overboard.
"Sorry about the over abuse, there Vernon. I got so into this fighting thing. I mean, look at us now. We're Saiya-jin, full blood no doubt! I guess it would explain our competitive nature, especially with each other." Alex said first.
Vernon chuckled, "Yeah, you make a serious point there Alex, and I must admit, you're not half bad in our last spar. I guess we did take it a bit far but... hey... they must have had no hard feelings for us."
Vernon was stopped mid speech as he noticed he and Alex had a glass of greenish juice laying on the tables near them.
"Sweet! Someone must've made Kool-Aid for us." Alex stated.
"That would be me, you dumbass." Devin's voice echoed from the kitchen.
"Devin? What're you doing in my house?" Alex demanded.
"I was called over here for a bit of training with the Dusty, The Rock, Dan, Stone Cold and Radditz for about an hour now. The others have since gone home, but I heard about you two fools screwing up and overexhausting each other. I made those drinks for you when you woke up." He said, and then left back into the kitchen.
"Okay then..." Vernon replied, "Thanks Dev."
Alex and Vernon quickly took their drinks and gulped them down quickly.
"Nice... lemon kool-aid." Alex mused to himself.
Vernon just grunted in reply as he got up, "Ready to try this again, monkey-butt?" he taunted the smaller Saiya-jin teen.
"Of course, tard-boy." Alex replied back in a mutual tone, as the two left for parts unknown outside.
Back out in the backyard, Goku, Vegeta, Piccolo and #17 were still present, but apparently Mr. Buu and Paula had also gathered over in the back yard. The latter two were actually eating and not training, eating being Buu's favorite pastime in the known world, and Paula for who-knows-what reason.
"What're you two doing here?" asked Vernon.
"Vegeta having big picnic! Vegeta good cook!" Buu replied quickly, in the middle of scarfing a hamburger.
Alex laughed out loud. "AHAHAHA! Vegeta can COOK! This I gotta see!" Vegeta scoffed.
"Yes, you delinquent brat, I can cook just fine. I especially have to know how, considering Kakarott never did. Bulma was at least smart enough in that manner to teach me how to feed myself, since her food wasn't always the perfect dishes for my stomach. And I wouldn't laugh if I were you, because I'm quite sure you can't cook yourself." Vegeta replied, but Alex still chuckled a little.
Then he realized he hadn't asked Paula why she had been there, "Why are you here, by the way? Getting reacquainted with Goku, or something?" he asked her.
Paula looked back causally. "Well yes, but... there's another reason I'm here. You'll probably find out soon enough." she replied back, the last part of her reply sounding a bit odd to them.
Vernon raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you a talker." he replied mootly. Paula just shrugged back, and went back to eating her hamburger and macaroni dinner on the table.
Alex and Vernon set back down on the other side of the house, away from the picnic that was apparently going on.
"Ready?" Vernon asked. Alex raised his eyebrow slightly. Something seemed, off about how it came out of Vernon's mouth, but he shrugged it off.
"Yeah, I'm ready, let's get it on!" He called back. Vernon then raised HIS eyebrow. Somehow, the way it sounded coming out of Alex's mouth made him wonder if something was affecting him.
"Is your voice okay?" Vernon asked back.
"What! Why would you ask that?" Alex asked in surprise. Vernon noticed that Alex's replied sounded even more off than normal.
"I swear, you're voice sounds like it's slowly changing..." he replied.
Alex raised an eyebrow, Vernon was telling HIM that when it was Vernon who's voice was changing? "Me! You're the one who's voice is chang... ing..."
Alex then finally noticed the changing in his voice, and covered his mouth. Vernon noticed his voice was gaining a higher pitch.
"Alex, what the hell is happen... ing... to US!" Vernon had changed the end of his sentence, realizing his own voice was heightening in pitch well.
"Vernon, what the fuck is going on here!" Alex's voice almost sound like a chipmunk now.
"I don't know, but now we sound like a bunch of retarded chipmunks!" Vernon replied in slight anger.
"This is gay! How could our voices be going out on us like this!" Alex now sounded like he had the voice of Theodore from Alvin and the Chipmunks.
"What the fuck?" echoed a third chipmunkish voice from inside the house. Alex and Vernon were barely able to pinpoint the voice as Devin's, even though it sounded much like Simon.
Vernon looked on in dismay. "It must be happening to all of us! Let's check on the others."
After rushing out to the side, they found that Goku and Vegeta were still gathered around the grill at their house, while Buu and Paula still sat at the table finishing their food.
"Guys! Are your voices okay!" Vernon asked first, causing everyone there to stare at them with odd looks, almost sounding like Alvin himself.
"What happen to Vernon? Sound like he had tank of helium!" Mr. Buu replied.
"I think we did!" Alex replied, in his Theodore voice,
Vegeta started to bust up laughing, "Brat, what... hahaha... the hell happened... hehehe... to your voice! Bwahaha!"
Paula sat up, appearing to tilt her ear upwards a little. This got Alex and Vernon's attention, "What? What do you hear Paula?" Alex asked in curiosity.
"Exactly what I was expecting. I'll be right back..." she lifted up into the air and flew off eastward.
Devin came out and asked, "What the hell is going on?" in his Simon-like voice. Buu, Goku, Piccolo, #17 and Vegeta just stared at them with odd looks.
Nearby, in a group of trees, much laughter echoed over the land.
"Man, that was sweet Clint! I guess that voice serum we slipped in their drinks worked after all!" the same mysterious voice from earlier said.
"Yeah, I just hope we don't get in too much trouble for it. I mean, look at all the trouble we just caused." Clint replied, a bit amused, but feeling like he did a great wrong at the same time.
"Don't worry Clint, remember, we can sense their ki, but they can't sense us, so we can't be found here. We're perfectly safe!" the voice replied.
"Oh really? Then why did I find you?" Paula's annoyed voice suddenly came from behind them.
The voice tried to turn around, but SMAAASH! he was slammed on the head by Paula's patented frying pan, and sent flying out of the tree, his guise finally revealed.
Clint gulped, "Paula, do you mind if I just let myself fall out of the tree instead of hitting me?"
Paula groaned, "NO." SMAAASH! Clint went slamming down into the ground.
Paula grabbed both Clint and Jason and hauled them up into the air and flew back to Alex's yard. She dumped them in front of Alex, Vernon and Devin.
"Here's your culprits..." Paula stated, "Jason here apparently made a "Voice serum", intended to be some kind of joke to play on you. Clint went and slipped it into some drinks of yours. It'll wear off though in time, I think."
"What? Jason! How could you do such a thing!" Alex growled, but Jason was dazed.
"Goku, Vegeta... I have dibs on Clint's punishment... knowing how he'll hate it anyways. The rest of your may have Jason."
Paula then stared at Clint with a strange look, and Clint suddenly began to get hot, and small flames surrounded him, burning him up a little, and then at the end, she conked him unconscious again with the Frying Pan, and took him, and flew off with him in tow, as appearing as if she were dragging him through air.
"What do we do with Jason here?" Vernon asked.
Vegeta smirked, "We'll put him through a training session with us. He'll love that, won't he Kakarott?"
Goku gave Vegeta a neutral look and said, "It's up to you, I guess, but don't be too rough. We need him intact for tomorrow. The whole group is supposed to be going back to their school to let them know that they're okay. Also, I need to go see Paula and make sure she knows to do the same with Clint. I'll take a couple sensus just in case."
Goku then took off to the air and blasted off towards Fohl Village to find Paula and Clint, and to heal Clint for his return to school tomorrow, while Vegeta, Vernon, Devin, Alex, #17 and Piccolo went and had their way with training Jason...
(September 10, 2001 A.D.; 7:00pm; Canton, Ohio)
About 2 and a half hours later, Vegeta, Alex, #17, Piccolo, Devin and Vernon had given Jason their training as punishment, leaving him worn out for 30 minutes, but Goku was nice enough to give him a sensu bean to restore his health to full strength, not wanting him to use fatigue as an excuse to miss his return to school the next day. Goku had also managed to find Paula and Clint, and healed up Clint, but Paula and Goku both sternly warned him not to be so mischievous like earlier, or worse consequences would result. Clint just took it all in stride and went into his house, not planning on doing that again for a while, and also preparing to go to sleep after his long day.
#17, Piccolo and Jason had left, while Goku and Vegeta had gone back into their house, leaving Alex, Devin and Vernon over at Alex's house. The voice serum had also worn off, as Paula predicted it would, about an hour ago, and they were talking in their normal pitch again. Now they were all lounging around in Alex's kitchen, while Alex himself was in his room surfing the internet. Suddenly, the phone in Alex's room rang. Alex got off of his bed and put the phone on speaker mode.
"Hello?"
"Yes, hello? My name is Jerry Doppler from ACME Incorporated. I was wondering if you might be interesting in a rocket-powered guitar."
"What! What the hell are you talking about! This isn't Looney Toons, fag!" Alex growled, and slammed down on the speaker button.
Vernon and Devin chuckled at him, "Sounds like you just got a prankster on the other line, Alex."
"Yeah, really. ACME? Come on, who's dumb enough to believe that?" Alex grumbled to them.
Suddenly, the phone rang again. Vernon put the phone on speaker and said, "Binder residence?."
The voice on the other end was a bit different sounding, and much more deep, "Mr. Binder, I have called this place withholding a message for you from the HFIL."
"The what?" Vernon was confused.
Devin bumped ahead of Vernon, "Yeah right! The HFIL doesn't exist, you retarded ass, it's called HELL, not HFIL!"
"Hey, it's not my fault you're so ignorant and..." CLICK Devin hit the speaker button off, cutting off the voice's insult.
"Oh my god... I think it was the same little fucker from last time. He's good at changing his voice, or something!" Devin growled.
"Why does the voice sound a bit... familiar to me... though?" Vernon thought to himself out loud.
"You recognize that?" Alex asked.
"I said I might... We'll wait around to see if anyone calls again." Vernon replied.
(September 10, 2001 A.D.; 7:05pm; Canton, Ohio)
At the 29th street district of Canton, Nina's house was almost totally vacant. Radditz slumped on the couch in her basement. Ever since he had arrived in Canton, Nina decided to give him a place to crash until he could find one of his own. Radditz didn't object, especially after he started get into training Devin, Dusty, Dan, The Rock and Stone Cold a little, however Nina had recently believed he should personally train Dan, and after a long explanation of her idea from Nina, Radditz had gotten the point of her intentions, and decided to go with it. He had just gotten back from telling most of his other training partners than he and Dan would be pulling back a little from their own training.
He had gotten home to find Nina gone, only a note on the table saying, "Radditz, I'm out right now. Small errand involving Clint and the others, and myself going back to Canton South High School to let them know we're okay. - Nina" Radditz had acknowledged it, went down to the basement, and picked up the remote, and was ready to turn the TV on down there, which he had started to get attached to a little, when a phone nearby phone suddenly rang.
He decided to cautiously answer it, "Hello, to whom am I speaking?"
"Hello good sir! Do you have long, back-length hair, and singed leg-hairs2? If so, the HFIL has a message for them." a voice, similar to the second one at Alex's house, spoke.
"WHAT! What the hell do they want! I'm not going back there! Tell that fat pink piece of shit Dodoria and those ogre freaks that I was revived fair and square!" Radditz growled.
"With all due respect, good si... CLICK the voice was cut off by Radditz slamming down the receiver. He looked over to the remote control, and the TV, and then realized.
"I don't want to watch TV anymore. I'm going out to find Nina..." he said, and left the house, taking off quickly into the air.
(September 10, 2001 A.D.; 7:10pm; Canton, Ohio)
Dusty was mainly lounging around. Steve and Dwayne had told them that he was on a training break for a few days. Apparently they had gotten a call by cellphone from their managers at the WWE, telling them of a match that was going to be going down in a few days, and that they might wish to train together for it, considering they were both staged to appear in it. Dusty studied the two wrestlers, practicing not only their moves, but their banter and wrestler's talk. Dusty noticed that outside of the ring, the Rock and Stone Cold, or "Dwayne" and "Steve", as they called each other, acted more like normal people, instead of their wrestler persona, but they still liked using their personas in public, as to gain more attention. Also, they were planning on a surprise that they wouldn't say anything to Dusty about.
All they kept telling him when he asked that was, "You're friends will appreciate it when we do it." was Dwayne's reply mainly to him.
Steve looked a bit excited about what they had planned too. However, Dusty's train of thought would be interrupted when his phone rang.
He picked it up and asked, "Hello, Dusty speaking."
"Dusty, is it? I need to ask, are the famous Rock and Stone Cold Steve Austin of WWE fame there? I have a message I'd like to give them." the voice sounded similar to the first voice at Alex's house earlier.
Dusty of course had no idea of this and said, "Hold on a second."
He put the phone on mute, and looked to the two Wrestlers, "Dwayne, Steve! You guys got a call from WWE, I think!" The Rock looked confused, as did Stone Cold.
Strange, as I know, WWE always calls us by Cellphone, plus how would they know Dusty's number! The Rock thought to himself.
You know, this sounds suspicious. But I want to know what this is about. Steve thought to himself.
"Coming." Dwayne replied, as he walked up to the garage Dusty was in.
"Put it on speaker, would you?" Steve requested in his own half-order tone of voice.
Dusty shrugged and did so, and then unmuted it. "Yes? This is... the great one... what do you need from us now?" the Rock spoke in his wrestler's persona.
"Stone Cold Steve Austin here as well. I hope there's a damn good reason for you bothering us!" Stone Cold replied afterwards.
"Yes... anyways..." the voice continued, "I got some personal mail from Angus Johnson. Fan mail for both of you. He seems to be somewhere near you in Canton, Ohio, and caught word of your arrival here."
Steve sighed, and he and Dwayne exchanged looks of mistrust for this person.
"Relay it to us." the Rock requested. "Alright, the message says, and I quote:", then the voice changed to the same one as Radditz heard at his house, "You're a fat jabroni, Rock. And Stone Cold listens to Backstreet Boys and N'Sync!" and then clicked off, leaving dead air.
Dusty gave the phone a look of confusion, while Dwayne and Steve were fuming.
"I knew it! It wasn't those jabronis at WWE afterall! There's no damn way they'd know your number so fast! Someone just prank called us!" Dwayne replied, a mix of his normal and wresting personas.
Steve looked to be in deep thought, "I'll be back. I need to ask some questions about this. I'll see what I can dig up on our prank caller, because I have a feeling it's one of your friends messing with us, Dusty."
Dusty was a bit confused, but then replied, "Well, you might want to see Alex. He tends to get screwy once in a blue moon, but I don't think it's him, because he's too big a fan to do that."
"I'll go see him. Somehow, I got the feeling we weren't the only ones pranked." Steve replied, as he lifted into the air and flew off to Alex's house.
(September 10, 2001 A.D.; 7:13pm; Canton, Ohio)
In the 11th street area of Canton, Paula apparently had bought her own house to live in for the time being. It was a kind of two-story apartment. The lower floor was actually relatively clean, and didn't need much renovating, but the upper floor was a mess, and she was only wondering how she'd try to repair all of that. She had moved some stuff in and most of her time had been spent setting the place up. Paula was now sitting in her bedroom meditating on her bed. She had nothing else to do for the moment since coming back from Clint's punishment.
She wondered about that kid sometimes. They seemed to have a chaotic relationship for whatever reason. Their first meeting resulted with Clint being bonked unconscious by her on accident, and then she learned of him being in cahoots with Jason's little chipmunk-voice scheme, and had to again bash him twice, and then use her PK Fire skill to heat him up a little as extra punishment. She wondered when the next time she'd have to take action because of his, or his friends little schemes. It was starting to break her concentration, and it showed.
Paula grumbled to herself, "Clint, you can be so unpredictable, as can many of your friends. My life's going to get more and more unpredictable by the moment, and I'm not too fond of that notion..."
Suddenly, she was knocked out of her self-monologue by the ringing of her kitchen phone.
She went up and walked into the kitchen and picked it up, "Um, hello?"
The voice on the other end with somewhat high-pitched, but was similar again to the voices at Alex, Nina and Dusty's houses. The prankster must've been making his or her move again. Of course, Paula wouldn't know this yet.
"Hello, my name is James Stoneword. I am a reporter at the Canton Repository." the voice said.
"Um, okay. Can I do something for you?" she asked back, noticing the number on her caller ID phone.
She knew that after all the attention she got back in her hometown Twoson, it was a necessity to know if someone was authentic. "Well, I noticed you tend to have a strange background, one that seems to scream supernatural to me. Anyways, I wondered if you were interested in a job as a medium."
Paula's eyes narrowed, What the heck? No one here's really aware of my psychic abilities except Goku and MAYBE Piccolo, and even then, they'd never mention anything unless I wanted them to. "Okay, explain why you think I'd make a good medium?" Paula asked, her tone sounding slightly more annoyed, but the voice didn't seem to catch on.
Apparently it didn't matter to the person, because the next line would destroy his credibility as a reporter, "Because your a retard, dur dur!" and she heard the voice slam the phone down quickly.
Paula grumbled, "Incompetent. That guy's the retarded one. I hate prank callers! Apparently he doesn't know how to mask himself, because I got his phone number down." she smiled to herself, almost a smirk.
The number '(330) 484-5607' was still displayed on the LCD on her phone.
She wrote down the number and put it in her handbag. "This guy must know us, or at least know something about us, if he called with such knowledge, and assumption of my powers. I'd better call around to see if anyone else might know something."
(September 10, 2001 A.D.; 7:25pm; Canton, Ohio)
Back at Alex's house, he, Vernon and Devin were preparing to go over to Goku and Vegeta's for a short moment. Alex said something about lending his PS2 to Goku a while back, and that they might be able to get in some game time before Devin and Vernon had to head home to rest for their return to school the next morning. However before he could do as much as open the door, the phone in their front room rang.
"Oh no. It'd better not be some stupid prank again." Alex grumbled and picked up the phone, "Hello?"
"Hey Alex." Paula replied on the other end.
"Hey, what're you doing on here?" Alex asked.
"I need to ask a question. Have you gotten any calls from someone named James Stoneword?" Paula asked back.
"Uh, no... why?"
"Because the guy seems to know something about me that I haven't told any of you, except that it doesn't sound anything like he's a reporter at the Repository."
"Uh? When were you called by the Repository!" asked Alex.
"It wasn't them. It was some idiot prankster calling me, Alex."
"Speak of the devil... Vernon, Devin and I just got pranked twice about 20-25 minutes ago. First it was some dude from ACME Incorporation, and then the next person said they were representing the HFIL." Alex replied.
"I think you might have gotten hit by the same person then. I called Dusty up a few minutes ago, and he says someone called and pranked Dwayne and Steve. He also tells me Steve's on his way over there to ask you a few questions." Paula replied.
"I guess that ruins our plans for the night. Stupid prankers. I wonder who this asshole is?" Alex wondered out loud.
"Well, if it helps, I DID get his caller ID when he called, but the name was unlisted. I still have the number, and I'll come over there and meet up with you in a bit to give it to you. Let Steve know what I told you on Dusty's end, okay?" Paula replied.
"Okay then, see you in a bit." Alex replied, and Paula hung up on his, and he put the phone down.
"What happened, Alex?" Devin asked.
"Paula called. Said our prankster got to her as well, as well as the Rock and Stone Cold. Stone Cold's on his way here to ask us what we might know, and Paula's on her way with the fucker's number. She nailed him with her caller ID. Said he was pretending to be some reporter at the Repository asking her about something of hers. I don't all the details, and it doesn't matter at the moment." Alex replied.
"Well, that sucks. Our night is ruined." Vernon replied.
"Same here, Vernon." Alex grumbled.
About seconds later, Stone Cold landed in front of Alex's porch and then Radditz landed behind him, them having apparently met on the way, getting their attention. Devin, being closest to the door, let them in quickly.
"Dwayne and Dusty sent me here, because we need to know if you've been making any prank calls, or have been getting any." Steve said, right to the point.
"Well, we were waiting for you. Yes, we did get two prank calls. One from ACME, and one apparently from the HFIL." Devin explained.
"The same asshole called me acting like he was from Hell!" Radditz growled, "I thought it was real, but it seems we've all been duped by some idiot with a funny bone."
"Argh, it had better not be Jason or Clint again! The voice serum was enough, and if it is those two clowns, I'll give them something to prank us about!" Devin growled.
"Well, Paula's on her way. She apparently also got hit by the prankster. BUT she has their number via caller ID." Alex replied.
"I wish that moron had called Dwayne and I on our cells. At least we would've also gotten an ID if that had been." Stone Cold grumbled, "I'm gonna call him down here. I'm sure he'll want to help deliver justice, because now that we might have a phone number, we can pay the asshole a visit and we can introduce Austin 3:16 on his candy ass!" Stone Cold said, and then slapped his hand on his forehead in annoyance, "Damn! I just used one of Dwayne's dialogues!"
Devin and Vernon chuckled a little, and Alex stifled some laughter, as Steve grumbled and dialed up Dwayne's cellphone.
Suddenly, a reply: "Hello, The Rock here. If this is a prank call, you can stuff it up your roody-poo..."
"ROCK! It's me! I think we have a lead on the prankster, and I need you to come down here and help us when we find him." Steve interrupted before Dwayne could do his introduction dialogue.
Dwayne smiled on the other end, "I'll be right over there in 10 minutes." he said, and disconnected.
After another 5 minutes of idle chatter, Paula landed on the porch.
The door being opened, she walked in and said, "Hey, I'm here with the number. I need to know if any of you recognize it. I don't know all of our phone numbers yet." she took out the paper and handed it to Devin, Alex and Vernon.
Devin grumbled, "I swear, if Clint or Jason is responsible, I'll..."
"It's not Clint then. I know his number, and this one doesn't match it." Paula interrupted.
The three boys looked it over, but only Alex's eyes widened in realization, "Oh god no! Not HIM! How the hell could HE pull something like that off! Paula are you sure this is the right number?" Alex grumbled to her.
"Yes, I'm quite sure. I was staring at it since he started his dumb little joke, so I know for sure. I take it you know this guy. Is it Jason?" she asked.
"No... even Jason... even Vernon and Devin... they can't be as annoying to me most of the time as HE can." Alex replied.
"WHAT! You don't mean that it's..." Devin growled, but was cut off by Alex again, "Yes... it is Devin."
"DAMMIT!" Devin growled in anger.
Vernon realized who Alex was referring to, "Wow... I didn't think he had it in him myself. I'm impressed, yet still agitated at the same time."
Dwayne then landed on the porch and entered, and decided to talk in normal persona, "I miss anything?"
"Just that Alex, Devin and Vernon recognized who this damned idiot is. They haven't said it to us yet, but..." Steve replied.
Alex turned around and grumbled, "I hate to say this but... we've been pranked by none other than..."
(September 10, 2001 A.D.; 7:32pm; Canton, Ohio)
In the middle portions of East Sparta, Ohio, only a couple miles away from Alex, Clint, Devin and Vernon's home, and inside another house, laughter echoes from inside a small room in the basement. In the basement, the outline of a very portly person is seen in the shadows, laughing really corny laughter, and looking plain out proud of himself. The person is 5'5", 14 years old, a Freshmen at Canton South High School, and quite fat, and would make Devin and Dusty look skinny in comparison. He was holding a phone book in hand, and looking around for various phone numbers, but not just any numbers...
No, he was looking for the Misfits' phone numbers, his allies' phone numbers. The kid growled: he and his 'friends' had been in each other's company a couple of short weeks, and despite his fatness and supposed retarded acts, they had "cautiously" accepted him into their crowd. Cautiously being the key word. Many of the other Misfits, especially Alex, but not so much Clint or Dusty, preferred to be as far away from his as possible when he was being stupid. He grumbled to himself again, after he had denied Clint's offer to go to Japan, not caring much about the idea of going, he was annoyed to learn that they had never returned to school after their return over a week ago.
He had meandered around over time, learning more or less the truth, and that his friends had met other friends, and that they never told him! That pissed the kid off to no extent. He should've at least introduced him to these other people, but his fellow Misfits had more or less abandoned him, and he also know known of Radditz staying at Nina's, and The Rock and Stone Cold staying at Dusty's house. How he had gotten Paula's number though, was only something he and he alone knew.
Virgil Jones thought, These pranks I started up on them might jog their memory that I'm not gone by a long shot. Rather they care enough to beat me down about it if they find out, I could care less. Perhaps once I get their attention again, I can remind them that I also helped them get to where they are as well.
Virgil could not use ki, fly, or even fight the way the others did, but he couldn't give a damn less apparently, and he was about to put that test to the theory, when he heard a loud knock from upstairs. He had looked out the basement window, and saw Alex, Vernon, Devin, Stone Cold, The Rock, Radditz and Paula landing on his lawn, and knew it was time to face his destiny. Virgil smirked a sadistic, almost masochist grin, and tromped up the stairs. He wasn't going to get his mom at work involved. He would just let them handle his punishment. For some reason, he realized he wasn't scared of them anymore, not the way he used to be when he first met them. Virgil grabbed the door knob and opened it casually, looking over to Alex, Vernon and Devin, recognizing them almost perfect from the last time he had seen them.
He then saw Radditz, Steve, Dwayne and Paula, and then he smiled, "Well, what can I do for YOU?" he asked.
Alex's eye twitched, "We seemed to have a bone to pick with you, Virgil... buddy... pal... friend of ours..."
Virgil smirked inwards, but remained stoic on the outside, "Oh really? Exactly what did I do that got you seven so mad at me?"
Dwayne spoke up next: "You called me and Steve, said I was a fat jabroni, and said Steve listens to Backstreet Boys," he spoke it deathly calm, almost happily, as if he was about to enjoy what he had planned, "Also, apparently you called Alex, Devin and Vernon twice, Radditz once, and posed as a reporter and called Paula here. We're not exactly happy about your pranks... Virgil."
"Hahahaha!" Virgil laughed out loud, surprising most everyone and some of them react with surprise, "That's right, I pranked you seven, didn't I? Didn't I! Hahahaha! Finally I got your attention again! It's been so long since you guys came to school." his expression then turned dead serious, "I was getting worried. Everyone was getting worried. There's a reason I pranked you guys. Not because I did it for kicks, but to get your attention. I see I succeeded, so I guess you want to punish me for it right." Virgil then finished, in almost a taunt.
Alex growled, and charged in at Virgil, giving him the hardest kick to the side he could without killing him, knocking Virgil to the side, crashing on the ground, and giving him nasty bruise, "I can't believe you'd do that just for attention, you fat fag!" Devin walked in next and picked up Virgil, taking him outside into his yard.
Virgil, bruised and hurt a little, laughed, "Your turn, huh fatty?" he taunted.
Devin growled, "Shut up, Virgil." he pulled Virgil to his feet, and give a kick directly to the stomach, and then grabbed Virgil's head, like he was going to perform a Stunner on him, but instead flipped Virgil over and slammed him on the ground. He then rolled up his sleeve and did an imitation of the People's Elbow, hurting Virgil worse, and then walking off, satisfied.
Virgil coughed up a bit of blood, and Vernon walked over him, but rolled his eyes, "No Virgil. I could care less about beating you up. I can punish you much worse in other ways. Besides, Alex is the one I'll beat up another day, not you." Vernon walked off past him, while Alex growled at Vernon, both for his challenge, and lack of punishing Virgil.
Radditz walked up over Virgil, and lifted him up into the air, "Man, he's heavier than you, Devin, by a long shot!" he stated, and Devin grumbled at Radditz.
The older Saiya-jin simply tossed Virgil up a few dozen feet into the air, and jumped back, letting Virgil crash into the ground, making a small indent in the ground in his shape. Virgil was practically unconscious by now, but The Rock lifted him to his feet, and quickly performed a Rock Bottom on him, doing a little more damage. Stone Cold then picked him up, and kicked him in the stomach like Devin, but instead actually did the Stunner.
Paula walked up to him, the last one with any say in the matter. She reached into her handbag, and pulled up various cosmetic accessories, including makeup, bows, and even a small tea party hat. Alex stifled a laugh, realizing she was aiming on hurting Virgil mentally when he awoke. "You guys go on ahead, you got your revenge. Now I'll finish it up here." she said to them.
The other six grunted in affirmation, and took off into the air, most of them satisfied that their work had been done. When they were out of range, Paula picked up Virgil, which to the common bystander would've looked impossible.
She cringed slightly at his odor, "Man, do you ever take a bath, Virgil? If you did, people might actually warm up to you..." she stated, and took Virgil, and her accessories for his punishment, into the house as night fully claimed the day...
Footnotes:
1 Yes, Alex has really said this in real life. I got it recorded somewhere if anyone really wants proof :P
2 This is a dub-related joke. In the dub versions, there is a part in one of the first episodes of Z when Piccolo first meets Radditz. He fires a colossal blast at Radditz, but it does no damage. Radditz jokes something along the lines of "Goodness! You've managed to singe some of my leg hairs." :P