::Jiana:: JUPITER!!!
::Jupiter:: *jumps and looks fearful* WHAT?!
::Jiana:: Disclamer.
::Jupiter:: *pants*
::Jiana:: NOW.
::Jupiter:: It's your turn for the disclaimer!
::Jiana:: No, it's not. One, I don't want to, and two, I have this! *holds up IT*
::Jupiter:: All right, all right, all right.
::Jiana:: *wacks Jupiter*
::Jupiter:: YOW!!! Wedon'townthisstuff!
::Jiana:: Good.
Chapter 5 – Jiana Heero
"Come on, Laur, pick up… YES!"
"Huh?"
"Oh, yeah. This is Ji, Laur. I kind of need help…"
"With what?"
"Twelve fictitious characters. Namely the Animorphs,
Vegeta, Trunks, Goten, Gohan, Chichi, and Bulma."
"Another fanfic?"
"Um… not exactly… I'm on my way down there; you
can come back with me if you want. I majorly need to buy groceries."
"What?"
"I've got Ax and four Saiyans at home, Laurëalas,
not to mention six extra humans and a hawk."
"Are you feeling all right?"
"Except for the fact that I'm about to have a nervous
breakdown because there are twelve people at home who aren't supposed to
exist, never felt better. I'm about to hit the major highways, got to go."
I hung up, wondering if my twenty-year-old sister was calling a mental
institution, or worse, my parents. I was speeding more than usual the entire
trip, thanking everything that I could that I didn't get pulled over. Finally
I got to my sister's dorm. She was waiting for me out front.
"Okay, now what's this about people who aren't supposed
to exist being at home?" Laur asked as she climbed in.
"Well, I woke up to several thumps before my alarm
went off this morning, saw six people in my room, screamed, saw that they
were DBZ charas, and totally freaked out. Then Jupe said that the
Animorphs were in his room…" I sighed. "Then we made breakfast, which pretty
much cleaned out the kitchen. So I'm getting groceries, then we're going
home."
"Uh huh…"
We went shopping then headed home. Laur ran her
hand through her dyed blond hair as we drove up to the house, her blue
eyes harboring an odd look. I grabbed a couple of bags of groceries and
went up to the door, my sister following with another two. Jupe had obviously
seen me coming because he opened the door, giving me a questioning look
about bringing our older sister into this. Laur, however, was staring at
the beings gathered in the living room. Trunks and Ax were off somewhere,
the Sons were playing Malarkey with Bulma and apparently Jupiter, too,
Vegeta was looking grumpy, and the rest of the Animorphs were playing Pokémon
Monopoly, Tobias included.
"Jupe, can you carry in the groceries? Get some
help. I got a lot. Oh, and where did Ax and Trunks go?"
"Ax is reading the Animorphs books in my room and
Trunks is upstairs somewhere doing something."
"I see… Are you sure that's a good idea?"
"It might change the way things end… and I know
you hate the ending."
"Yes, but it might be worse."
"Not likely."
I opened my mouth to say something, then shut it
and nodded. "It's on your head, then." I went up to my room, shut the door
behind me and leaned on the door, closing my eyes. I didn't want to have
to think about the twelve people who weren't supposed to be there. When
I opened my eyes, however, I saw Trunks sitting at my computer, looking
at me oddly. I hadn't shut my story the night before, as Jupe had finally
figured out that he wasn't allowed in my room without permission. I felt
myself blushing for the second time that day. "Oh, no…"
"What, the story? It's very good."
"It's also kind of embarrassing. I wrote it mostly
as a romance, despite everything else in there, and I wasn't expecting
a Saiyan to actually read it. At least it's not one of the ones where the
main character doesn't like you because they think you're stuck up."
"And do you?"
"Hmm? Oh, sometimes." I opened my door halfway,
then pulled up my favorite chair by the computer. He was almost done with
what I had written so far. "Actually, after you finish that there are some
fanfics that I want to show you on-line. You and Vegeta are the most popular
characters and there are some interesting stories about you. And some where
you don't get born because of the author's opinion of your mother… or your
father." I smiled evilly and Trunks looked a little wary as he finished
what I'd been writing.
A/N:
::Jupiter:: *looks nervously over his shoulder and then whispers to
readers* Jiji loves Trunks! *runs for his life*
:Jiana:: Why that little-! I do not! I like a real boy, thank
you!
::Jupiter:: Whatever. Review.