I'm going to try this again, because two reviews can get depressing. Here
is the not-so -long awaited chapter two. *makes a grand bow*
Disclaimer: If I owned this, wouldn't I be on Oprah by now? That's what I thought.
But before they could take off, a girl cautiously entered the clearing from a grove of trees, her deep blue almost black eyes searching every person there. Trunks later said that he could take a ki-blast in the chest while starring in those eyes and not feel a thing. Her golden brown skin glowed beautifully in the sunlight and she had strait blond hair that nicely framed her heart shaped face. The newcomer was 5' something; her forehead was at about Trunks' eyes. She wore the famous Capsule Corp. denim jacket that Mirai Trunks wore and similar baggy black pants. Under the jacket she wore a black ripped tank top, exposing a fine, trim stomach lined with muscles and a belly button ring. Her whole style and air was seductive, but innocent at the same time. This caught all the fighters off guard, especially Trunks. But the real astonishment was that Mirai Trunks' sword was strapped to her back!
"Who are you?" Goku asked.
"Pretty golden lady." Trunks mumbled, gaining stares of everyone, including the cute blond.
She looked at him shyly and said: "Babari bing?" the Z fighters exchanged puzzled looks. "Babari bing? Dami lakt saht? Jamakto sai!" She continued gesturing and pointing all over while talking in the funny language.
"Guess I can't get her number," Yamcha joked. Then she embraced Trunks. She had a strong grip for such a delicate looking person, and Trunks thoroughly enjoyed the hug. After letting go of the very pleased youth, she pointed repeatedly to a diamond ring on her finger. Now that ring caught the sunlight and glinted for about two seconds. In half that time, all the women where there.
"Wow, look at the size of that baby!" the saliva collecting at the corners of Videl's mouth would have dripped had not Chi-Chi nudged her.
"Oh my goodness!" Bulma exclaimed. "She thinks she's married to Trunks!"
"Married," Trunks exclaimed, "I think you're cute, but this is ridiculous! I don't even know you!"
"Jypt hai pa!"
"Oh boy." That was the best way to describe the situation. Videl was fawning over the mystery girl's diamond and Yamcha was fawning over her. Gohan was magically puling encyclopedias out of thin air trying to decipher her strange language. Chi-Chi was holding back Pan from asking the blond beauty if she had anymore belly button rings. Goku was trying to ask her for a sandwich in her native tongue but gave up. Vegeta was starring the shy girl down and claiming himself superior. Trunks was trying to recall where he had seen the girl before; Goten was stealthily peeking at her belly ring (and a couple items above it), but Bra noticed anyway and huffed off. Goten ran after her. Eighteen, Krillin, and Marron who had just shown up late for the picnic saw the commotion, turned around and left as quickly as they came- Bulma would call later, they were sure. Bulma was getting a migraine and needed to end this.
"QUIET!"
Humans as well as saiyans held their ears in pain, except Chi-Chi whose yell could get decibels louder than Bulma's shrill scream. Bra and Goten once again joined the group. Their little disagreement must have been settled because the lipstick marks on his lips, face, and neck was as noticeable as the lump on his forehead. For once in his life, Vegeta didn't know whether to smirk or to scowl. He sprang for an expressionless mask.
"Goten and I were in the woods.uh.walking," she hastily added at her father's reproachful glare, "when we found a time machine. We recognized it from the pictures you showed us of the Hope ship Mirai Trunks had."
"Hope," the girl whispered. It was as light as the air, and the wind carried her words away. Everyone's collective breaths were held.
"She does speak our language."
"You came from the future, no way!"
She opened her mouth to speak. "Bing baht shaylan oy," she said triumphantly. "How could they get married if he couldn't understand her?" Gohan was always one to be pragmatic.
Vegeta smirked. "If it's my son, I'm sure they used body language." Bulma smacked him on the back of his head. "Hey onna!"
"We won't know anything until we get a translator on her." Once again, Bulma was in charge. "Trunks we have to get her to Capsule Corp., and she seems to know you." Trunks tried to grab her wrist, but she pulled away and slapped him. He pulled back, surprised that it stung. Then she babbled on in a very unpleased tone. Goku tried to grab her. She kneed him in the stomach and left him there in pain. Vegeta powered up to SSJ1 and the other saiya-jins all followed suite. She looked around and did the same, her already blond locks emitting a radiant glow and took on its spiked saiyan state.
"Whoa she's a saiya-jin," Yamcha yelled as he ran for cover, "This too weird!" Yamcha lost intrest in her then. He didn't want a woman stronger than him. She wouldn't drool over his muscles or swoon from his merely human strength.
"Enough of this!" Vegeta tried to punch her in the face, but he was too slow. She grabbed his arm and flipped him to the ground. Then she unsheathed her sword.
"Sain babrai ath!" Gohan and Pan, finally free of her grandmother, flew at her. While she was distracted, Goku used his instant transmission, and appeared behind her. He knocked her out from behind and caught her in his arms. "She was way powerful."
"Well don't wait for her to wake up. Trunks and Goten- go capsulize her time machine. Take it strait to my lab when you get there. Pan, Bra, and Videl can help Chi-Chi put away all this food and clean up. Then Goku can IT you to my place. Yamcha, tell Krillin and his family to come over."
"Why all the people onna?"
"Vegeta, take the girl from Goku and bring her to the lab. Gohan, follow me." The group then proceeded to carry out their assignments, like good little boys and girls.
There. How was that? If you liked it, tell me. If you thought it sucked, go mail yourself to prison! They'll straighten out your negative ass. He-he, just kidding! *runs and cowers behind a rock, peeking over cautiously to look for a review*
Disclaimer: If I owned this, wouldn't I be on Oprah by now? That's what I thought.
But before they could take off, a girl cautiously entered the clearing from a grove of trees, her deep blue almost black eyes searching every person there. Trunks later said that he could take a ki-blast in the chest while starring in those eyes and not feel a thing. Her golden brown skin glowed beautifully in the sunlight and she had strait blond hair that nicely framed her heart shaped face. The newcomer was 5' something; her forehead was at about Trunks' eyes. She wore the famous Capsule Corp. denim jacket that Mirai Trunks wore and similar baggy black pants. Under the jacket she wore a black ripped tank top, exposing a fine, trim stomach lined with muscles and a belly button ring. Her whole style and air was seductive, but innocent at the same time. This caught all the fighters off guard, especially Trunks. But the real astonishment was that Mirai Trunks' sword was strapped to her back!
"Who are you?" Goku asked.
"Pretty golden lady." Trunks mumbled, gaining stares of everyone, including the cute blond.
She looked at him shyly and said: "Babari bing?" the Z fighters exchanged puzzled looks. "Babari bing? Dami lakt saht? Jamakto sai!" She continued gesturing and pointing all over while talking in the funny language.
"Guess I can't get her number," Yamcha joked. Then she embraced Trunks. She had a strong grip for such a delicate looking person, and Trunks thoroughly enjoyed the hug. After letting go of the very pleased youth, she pointed repeatedly to a diamond ring on her finger. Now that ring caught the sunlight and glinted for about two seconds. In half that time, all the women where there.
"Wow, look at the size of that baby!" the saliva collecting at the corners of Videl's mouth would have dripped had not Chi-Chi nudged her.
"Oh my goodness!" Bulma exclaimed. "She thinks she's married to Trunks!"
"Married," Trunks exclaimed, "I think you're cute, but this is ridiculous! I don't even know you!"
"Jypt hai pa!"
"Oh boy." That was the best way to describe the situation. Videl was fawning over the mystery girl's diamond and Yamcha was fawning over her. Gohan was magically puling encyclopedias out of thin air trying to decipher her strange language. Chi-Chi was holding back Pan from asking the blond beauty if she had anymore belly button rings. Goku was trying to ask her for a sandwich in her native tongue but gave up. Vegeta was starring the shy girl down and claiming himself superior. Trunks was trying to recall where he had seen the girl before; Goten was stealthily peeking at her belly ring (and a couple items above it), but Bra noticed anyway and huffed off. Goten ran after her. Eighteen, Krillin, and Marron who had just shown up late for the picnic saw the commotion, turned around and left as quickly as they came- Bulma would call later, they were sure. Bulma was getting a migraine and needed to end this.
"QUIET!"
Humans as well as saiyans held their ears in pain, except Chi-Chi whose yell could get decibels louder than Bulma's shrill scream. Bra and Goten once again joined the group. Their little disagreement must have been settled because the lipstick marks on his lips, face, and neck was as noticeable as the lump on his forehead. For once in his life, Vegeta didn't know whether to smirk or to scowl. He sprang for an expressionless mask.
"Goten and I were in the woods.uh.walking," she hastily added at her father's reproachful glare, "when we found a time machine. We recognized it from the pictures you showed us of the Hope ship Mirai Trunks had."
"Hope," the girl whispered. It was as light as the air, and the wind carried her words away. Everyone's collective breaths were held.
"She does speak our language."
"You came from the future, no way!"
She opened her mouth to speak. "Bing baht shaylan oy," she said triumphantly. "How could they get married if he couldn't understand her?" Gohan was always one to be pragmatic.
Vegeta smirked. "If it's my son, I'm sure they used body language." Bulma smacked him on the back of his head. "Hey onna!"
"We won't know anything until we get a translator on her." Once again, Bulma was in charge. "Trunks we have to get her to Capsule Corp., and she seems to know you." Trunks tried to grab her wrist, but she pulled away and slapped him. He pulled back, surprised that it stung. Then she babbled on in a very unpleased tone. Goku tried to grab her. She kneed him in the stomach and left him there in pain. Vegeta powered up to SSJ1 and the other saiya-jins all followed suite. She looked around and did the same, her already blond locks emitting a radiant glow and took on its spiked saiyan state.
"Whoa she's a saiya-jin," Yamcha yelled as he ran for cover, "This too weird!" Yamcha lost intrest in her then. He didn't want a woman stronger than him. She wouldn't drool over his muscles or swoon from his merely human strength.
"Enough of this!" Vegeta tried to punch her in the face, but he was too slow. She grabbed his arm and flipped him to the ground. Then she unsheathed her sword.
"Sain babrai ath!" Gohan and Pan, finally free of her grandmother, flew at her. While she was distracted, Goku used his instant transmission, and appeared behind her. He knocked her out from behind and caught her in his arms. "She was way powerful."
"Well don't wait for her to wake up. Trunks and Goten- go capsulize her time machine. Take it strait to my lab when you get there. Pan, Bra, and Videl can help Chi-Chi put away all this food and clean up. Then Goku can IT you to my place. Yamcha, tell Krillin and his family to come over."
"Why all the people onna?"
"Vegeta, take the girl from Goku and bring her to the lab. Gohan, follow me." The group then proceeded to carry out their assignments, like good little boys and girls.
There. How was that? If you liked it, tell me. If you thought it sucked, go mail yourself to prison! They'll straighten out your negative ass. He-he, just kidding! *runs and cowers behind a rock, peeking over cautiously to look for a review*