Howdy! Before we start today's chapter of Charappoko, I would like to give many thanks to Unkown-Character for giving me this idea! Muchos Gracias! (sp?) On with the chapter! And one more thing: I got "Chickenball Z" from The Grim Adventures of Billy and Mandy.
Chapter 4: Buu's Cooking
It's now the staff's, and the student's, favorite time of the day, lunch. (Even though not all of the tenth graders have the same lunch period, oh well!) The students are all accepting their trays of what looks like meatloaf. Unfortunately, this is Goten's lunch period, so things are bound to go wrong.
"Goten, are you sure you can handle this?" Trunks asked Goten teasingly. "'Cause I heard that you caused a lot of trouble last hour about a talking box of KFC."
"Shut up!" Goten said. "You're starting to sound like me, juvenile."
"You don't even know what juvenile means!" Trunks pointed out.
"So?"
The boys took their trays and sat down at an empty table. And as soon as Goten studied his meal very closely, he started to freak out.
"Well, darn-howdy!" the meatloaf declared. "You look like one o dem Saiya-whatchamacallits from, aw, hell, what was it? Oh, yeah! Chickenball Z!"
"It's Dragonball Z!" Goten shouted at the inanimate meat.
"Who are you talking to?" Trunks asked, utterly confused. "Why are you shouting at the meatloaf?"
"It said that I was from Chickenball Z!" Goten whined. "And all that was was a rip-off of our show!"
"Could y'all show me how to do one of dem fancy light tricks y'all do on TV?" the pile of beef asked. "'Cause that way I can keep my wife offa my back about being lazy, which don't make sense seeing as I's just a mound of ground cow meat cooked for y'all to eat."
"They aren't light tricks! They're actually ki blasts!" Goten corrected angrily. "Wait. What? A bit of ground beef actually watches television? Buu! What the hell do you think you're trying to feed me?"
The cafeteria fell silent when Goten stormed up to the counter where Buu was just serving Creuset his lunch in his SSJ 3 form. Trunks just shook his head in shame and disappointment.
"Me no know what you talk about," Buu said in his usual, high voice.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about, you big, pink...BLOB!" Goten shouted. He looked like he was ready to kill.
"Me stand corrected," Buu said. "You no know what you talk about."
Nothing but silence filled the room as Goten and Buu had an all out stare war and Creuset waited impatiently for his lunch. A cold breeze blew through the cafeteria as that old western shootout music started playing. Goten positioned himself so that he'd be ready to pounce on Buu while his counterpart slid his mitten-covered hands over ketchup and mustard bottles strapped onto his belt. The tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife until...
"Who's doing all that whistling?" Rau demanded.
"Loosen up, old man!" Yusuke snorted. "Just thought I'd add to the mood. God!"
At precisely the moment that Yusuke said 'God', Goten attacked, throwing a flurry of punches at Buu. Buu dodged and blocked every single punch, and the fight was on. Creuset just sighed and went to Wendy's for lunch. Trunks watched all of this and sweatdropped with the rest of the students.
"Hold it. Shouldn't the principal have come in here already to fire Buu and send Goten to Chi-Chi's office?" Trunks mused aloud.
In the principal's office, Dr. Hibiki was leaning over the body of the former political science teacher with all kinds of sciency and medical equipment for some unknown reason. And quite frankly, I don't think you'd want to know. Natarle walked in, surprised at what she saw and almost sick to her stomach from the smell of the corpse.
"Miss Badgiruel!" Hibiki said out of surprise. "What brings you here?" He laughed nervously.
"A fight has broken out in the cafeteria," Natarle stated. "Is that the political science teacher's body?"
"Never mind that!" Dr. Hibiki snapped. "I'm busy here! You go down there and take care of it yourself, if you will."
Natarle gave him a quizzical look and left the room before she blew chunks.
Damn it all to hell! Natarle thought bitterly. Of all the things I had to do, it had to be vice principal at this school. What the hell was I thinking? The principal does experiments with the teachers' bodies, the biology teacher is damn near insane, we have demons and aliens as teachers, and Atsuko and Chi-Chi aren't helping very much. And I actually thought for a minute that Hibiki was kinda cute. Now he's just scary. Plus I do all his work while he wastes time. I am a damn fool. I'm the one that should be principal, not him! Gotta find a way to get him out of this school. And maybe I could get Chi-Chi to teach political science and Atsuko to be th counselor. That would be fun! And yes, Natarle's thoughts ended on a happy note. Maybe Atsuko could slap those silly hallucinations out of Goten's head because Chi-Chi hasn't done a damn thing with him.
Natarle walked down the halls with these thoughts circling in her head. She reached the cafeteria in a little of no time and nearly had a heart attack at the sight. Goten and Buu were still duking it out like professional boxers, most of the students were cheering for Buu, and Trunks was trying to stop the fight with very little success. There was only one solution to this problem that actually works, and it does for almost any problem: a crowbar. And Natarle knew just what to do.
Natarle ran into Vegeta's office, which was empty of any life, and found a crowbar. She then sprinted back to the cafeteria, snuck up behind the three sided battle, and knocked the heck out of these three. She then went to Dr. Hibiki's office with the crowbar and showed him what for.
That is chapter four, peoples. I hope you like it. And thank you again for the idea, Unkown-Character! Greatly appreciated!
