AN for Chapter 7:

Seven chapters already? And 23 reviews? I'M RICH!! Okay that was random...

Additions to the Reviewer Hall of Fame:

Nindy Kyoko Shinretzu

The-Saiyan-From-Hyrule

If you want to be in Chapter 8, review and tell me along with a review praising my master writing skillz. Okay, so you don't have to tell me that I'm the best writer on FFnet (even if you think so, and if you do, YOU'RE AWESOME) but just give me a legit review then say at the bottom if you want to be in the next chapter. I had to put it off for a chapter because I need a filler chapter to get to nine chapters. Plus, I don't like the number 7 so I made this the Stick Yamcha Chapter. WARNING: THIS CHAPTER DISSES ON HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL. SO DEAL WITH IT.

Stick Yamcha's head poked out of the napkin. He was damp and gross from cat spit. What he saw outside was grass. It was very tall grass. At least to a stick person. He saw a tree, in which was a bird's nest.

Stick Yamcha departed from the napkin and started to walk around. Then a minivan with several small girls in it drove by, very slowly. The window was rolled down, and Stick Yamcha could hear music coming from it. From the moment he heard it, he knew that he was a goner. The most evil music in the world was coming from that minivan. There was a DVD player running in the car, and from it, at full blast, Stick Yamcha heard:

"We're all in this together, once we know that we are, we're all stars and we see that! We're all in this together and it shows, when we stand hand in hand, make our dreams come true!" Stick Yamcha screamed in horror as his brain nearly exploded from the ultimate evil.

Stick Yamcha passed out from the waves of evil emanating from the minivan. A few more seconds could've killed him. But we can't have that, now can we? We need him for torture. So he lived.

He awoke to see a large bird poking him in the face with its beak. It was a pigeon. It picked him up in its beak and flew to the bird's nest at the top of the tree. In it was a small army of baby birds. Stick Yamcha was torn apart by the mama bird, with each of his limbs being swallowed and regurgitated to the babies separately, then his torso was put through the same process.

Finally, his head managed to bounce out of the nest. He hit the ground so hard that he acutally bounced back up to the windowsill. Unfortunately, the window was still shut. Then it began to rain, but only over Stick Yamcha. His head got very soggy. Then he thought, "Maybe I should go to sleep and everything will be better in the morning." Then he realized that he'd probably be digesting in a bird's stomach in the morning. So he decided against that. Stick Yamcha's soggy head was banging on the windowsill when the Voice noticed it. Then she turned around and left him there.

Suddenly, a small tornado about the size of a stick person picked up Stick Yamcha's head and flung it across the yard, where there were angry dogs. The dogs chewed up Stick Yamcha's head, but then he knew his only chance of surviving.

"WE'RE ALL IN THIS TOGETHER!" Stick Yamcha began to sing. The fearsome dogs ran off whimpering with their tails between their legs. Stick Yamcha managed to jump back into the tornado and make it to the windowsill just in time to get inside the somehow open window. Then the Voice saw him.

"Stick Yamcha! We've been waiting for you!" the Voice said. She sounded a little... odd.

"I heard you singing our theme song. Join us, Stick Yamcha! With us you can be powerful!" the Voice shouted as she began to transform into Gabriella.

"AAAAAAAAH!" Stick Yamcha screamed as the Voice/Gabriella sprouted horns.

"WE'RE ALL IN THIS TOGETHER, ONCE WE KNOW THAT WE ARE, WE'RE ALL STARS AND WE SEE THAT!" the entire room seemed to sing demonically.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Stick Yamcha screamed as he woke up in a cold sweat.

"Stick Yamcha! What's wrong?" the Voice asked, because the only one who was allowed to torture Stick Yamcha was her.

"We're all in this together... we're all in this together... we're all in this together..." Stick Yamcha said while sucking his stick thumb in the fetal position.

"Wait... I know. High School Musical has scarred him for life. He must've heard the main song while a car was driving by."

"We're all in this together... we're all in this together..." Stick Yamcha mumbled.

"Is that all he can say?" Stick Goku asked.

"Unfortunately, yes. He's been scarred for life by the ultimate evil. It will never wear off, and the only words he'll ever be able to say from now on are, 'We're all in this together.'"

"WE'RE ALL IN THIS TOGETHER!" Stick Yamcha yelled in fear.

"See? I told you, Stick Vegeta."

"But I wasn't the one who asked! And, MY NAME ISN'T STICK VEGETA!"

AN: The only reason that I know the lyrics to "We're All In This Together" is because I looked them up on Google for this chapter. I also was forced to watch a school rendition of HSM, and so I know the leading lady's name. THAT IS THE ONLY REASON. I ABSOLUTELY HATE HSM AND AGREE WITH ARTEMIS DAY THAT IT IS THE MOST EVIL THING IN THE UNIVERSE.

Have a nice day!

Dani :)