Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters
Author: The great Goz
Nibble Quibble
Chapter 2: showdown
"We'll go into the stadium and wait for it to start. Good luck, you guys," Bulma said.
"Yes, Goku; I don't have to tell you this, but eat fast!" Roshi said.
"I can eat just as fast as Kakarot!" Vegeta said angrily.
"Hee, hee, I'm sure you can," Roshi said.
And with that Bulma and Roshi left them and went into the stands with tense excitement. Vegeta and Goku walked up to the tables. There were tons of tables and these tables had regular chairs without cushions. Each table had a name tag next to the chair. Vegeta and Goku got close to the name tags.
"Well, Kakarot let's find our name tag. I hope you're not next to me."
"And why is that?" Goku said.
"I wonder why kakarot, I wonder why," Vegeta said.
The truth is the reason why Vegeta didn't want to sit by him was because when Goku eats food particles fly out of his mouth and will hit the people next to him. The other reason is his saliva.
Goku and Vegeta did find their name tags and to Vegeta's luck they weren't together. They weren't even on the same table. They sat down.
"I wonder who is next to me,"Goku said. Stretching his arm over he got the name tag and pulled it back. "Fuu? Hmmm, that sounds like a girl's name!! I think I got this in the bag. Girls can't eat...much."
He put the name tag back. He sat quiet in his seat waiting. He waited a few minutes, and then this girl appeared who was really skinny and had dark brown hair and light brown eyes. She was wearing a light red kimono with white circles on the edges, and around her waist was a big pink bow. She went to her chair; Goku swung up and pulled the chair out for her. She was quite surprised by the action.
"Uh...Thank you," she said.
"Don't mention it,"Goku said. She looks at his name tag.
"Goku is it?" she said.
He nods. He looks at her name tag.
"Oh you're Fuu, are you?" Goku grins.
"Yes I am, why are you grinning?" she said.
"Nothing...I'm just thinking," he said.
"I see, whatever," she said.
They both sat down and wished each other luck. Then they sat and waited.
Vegeta over at his table reached over and grabbed the name tag next to his seat.
"Mugen? Hmph, sounds like a woman!" Vegeta screamed out.
In a few minutes this man came; he had a wild hair cut, black hair. He wore a red vest with a gray shirt and black shorts. He wore geta shoes. He had a green and white strap with a sword attached to the strap to his back. Vegeta looked him over and grinned. He came up to him.
"What's with the smirk, punk," the man said.
"Punk?! I'd watch your mouth if I were you," Vegeta said.
"What are you going to do about it, small fry?" he said.
"You've asked for it," Vegeta said. He just looked at Mugen, then the place started to shake and tremble.
"What the hell?" Mugen said. Just then Goku shot up out of his chair and shot a glance at Vegeta who was looking his way.
He telepathically spoke, "Vegeta, calm down! Don't do that here. Control your temper."
Vegeta spoke back, "Kakarot, who do you think you are, giving me orders?"
"I'm not! I'm sorry; it's just that there are way too many innocent people here, so please control it," Goku said.
"Whatever, Kakarot. You win," Vegeta said.
"Thank you, Vegeta. This chump wouldn't have stood a chance anyway. Haha!" Goku said.
"You're right, Kakarot!" Vegeta said.
Goku sat down. 'Whew! Another second and he would've been ashes,' he thought.
"Hey," the samurai said, waving his hand in front of Vegeta's face, "you there?"
Vegeta came back to life.
"Yeah I'm here. Now, I believe we got off on the wrong foot. I'm Vegeta," Vegeta said.
"I'm Mugen, and I'm starving," he said.
Vegeta grinned.
They shook hands, and they sat down silently.
A samurai walked in who wore a blue kimono with a gray undershirt or hadajuban. He had long black hair with narrow glasses. He wore two katanas. He went to the 4th table in the set. He saw his name tag 'Jin' on the 5th seat. He sat down. He looked around the arena. He began to meditate.
"My God! What's taking so long! We've been sitting here for..." Bulma began to say. Then all of a sudden these waiters carrying trays of food spewed in to the arena. They stood there waiting on the announcer.
"Ladies and gentlemen," the announcer began to say, "Take your seats; we are about to begin! You may be asking yourself what are they eating (or what am I eating, if you're a contestant that is). Well I'll tell you; you're eating ramen! Ok, set the trays down by the contestants. DO NOT EAT YET!"
The trays were sat down beside each contestant with 12 bowls on each tray. The first bowl was set in front of the contestants.
The announcer spoke again, " Ok, Contestants, get ready..."
They grabbed their chopsticks.
"Set, Go!"
The audience screamed in excitement.
The contestants were shoveling it in, trying to stuff each bowl in their mouths. When each contestant was finished with their tray, they would wave their hand and get another one carried to them.
"I'm going to win, you clown!" Vegeta said with a mouth full of ramen.
"Don't... count...on...it," he said between bites.
Goku was shoveling it in, not bothering to chew. He wasn't eating; he was absorbing it. He was eating so fast that he was flinging food particles and saliva all over Fuu.
'This must be one of his tactics to beat me, but it won't work!' she thought.
Fuu, though, was holding her own. She was eating just as fast as Goku, if not faster.
Jin, on the other hand, was eating like a gentleman. He was not eating very fast. He even had the bowl on the table while everyone else had the bowl in the air, shoveling it into their mouth trying to get the lead. He would even take the time to wipe his mouth a napkin.
Goku raised his hand; he was through with his tray. Fuu raised her hand; she was through with her tray. Jin set his hands on the table and waved his hand in the air.
"Wait, hold up a second folks. We have the first give-up of the contest! It's the samurai of the group, Jin!" the announcer yelled. Jin got up off the table and walked over to him.
"May we have a word?" the announcer said. Jin shook his head while clutching his sword and walked away.
"Oh--he seems mad folks. He wouldn't give you a word, folks. I'm sorry!" he said.
The audience boos. Jin walks out of the stadium and sits on the stands. "Gentleman," he said.
"All right folks, it should be getting interesting now, for it's getting late in the contest. Might I add they're getting full, also. I'll quit talking now, so you can watch the contest," the announcer said.
Now that Jin was gone, they went up and put his chair on the table. Mugen and Vegeta were now getting interesting; Vegeta stood and started to shovel it in faster than ever before. He got through with his bowl and flung it at mugen. It went "pong!" on his head. Mugen didn't see the bowl he was so tuned into eating. Vegeta got through with his last bowl and his tray was empty. He looked over at mugen and stared at his bowls. Vegeta reached toward them.
"The hell you are," Mugen screamed. Mugen stood up. He used his chopsticks to grab Vegeta's hand and threw it away.
Mugen went in to take his bowls of ramen, but Vegeta grabbed his hand and threw it away. Vegeta turned red.
"You insolent fool," Vegeta said, rushing at Mugen. He had his power lowered all the way thinking that since he was human he didn't need any of his powers. Mugen moved to the right. He lifted his right leg, kicked Vegeta's legs out from under him, and he fell. Vegeta hit his head and since his powers were lowered to where he almost had none, he was knocked out.
"Heh, you lose!" Mugen screamed down at Vegeta. The announcer saw what happened and pointed.
"You two are disqualified for fighting! Leave at once; men, get him taken care of," the announcer said. His men came and picked up Vegeta and took him inside where they cooked the food. There they took out a mat and laid him there. When they had sat him down they walked out.
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