Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Ano Fuskushu Z (The Z revenge) ❯ Welcome To The DBZ World ( Chapter 5 )

Title: Ano Fuskushu Z (The Z revenge)

Author/s for this chapter: BananaGirl, DeathdroidMk2, S'rac / J'dee, Darkjourney

Rating: NC-15 (offensive language)

Genre: Humour / INTERACTIVE

Author's note: Well this is the chapter were we all start arriving in the dbz world and a few other characters are sent out to stalk others. Chibi Goten, Trunk, Teen Gohan...

***Welcome To The DBZ World***

*BananaGirl*

"So, Skittles, do you like bananas?" I asked, from where he carried me in his arms (Oh yeah, baby!)

"What the hell kind of- Skittles, I've heard that term before..."

"Ya, it's a type of hard candy. Very nummy, especially the purple ones!"

"It was in that blasted fiction of yours!" Vegeta accused. "That's what you kept calling me!"

"Fiction?" I asked in confusion. "OFUD? Dude, you've read it? Cool!" I commented, then saw his face darken. "Heh, I don't suppose you happened to read any yourself-related stuff?"

"The whole thing is based on me!" Vegeta smirked slightly. "Not that I blame you, who wouldn't?"

"Um, all the Trunks, Gohan, Kakkarot, Piccolo, Goten, Krillan..."

"Shut up, brat."

"Hey, I was just saying! So, which parts did you read exactly?" I asked, finding the fact that Skittles had read my fic very spiffy indeed.

"Hmph, I read all of it. The parts where you had Kakkarot dye my hair, where them insolent brats videotaped me nude, when they sold them to all and sundry..." Vegeta's face darkened.

"Oh, them bits? They were only minor! What about the bits where I praised you like...um..." I back-tracked through my memory. Surely I'd said something good about him! "Um...well...alot of students checked out your arse..."

"And that is praising me, how?" Vegeta demanded.

"Um...well it's saying it's a nice arse and fun to look at, isn't it?"

"No, I find it demeaning and immature." Vegeta sniffed.

"Uh...so what are you gonna do to me, exactly?" I asked.

"Oh, torture you some before breaking all your limbs so that you wish you were dead, leave you a couple of days until you go insane with the pain and then I will kill you slowly by drawing blood from you- bit by bit." Vegeta smirked wider as he imagined the act.

"Um...really? Nah, your kidding with me, ain't ya, Skittles?" I yelped as he practically crushed me with his arms. "OK...so maybe not kidding, what about joking, pretending, exaggerating the truth?"

"Perhaps I am only 'joking' with you." Vegeta reasoned.

"I knew it. You wouldn't kill your Number One fan....right?"

"Kill?" Vegeta chuckled silently.

"Yea, I knew it was ridiculous!" I joined in with his laughter.

"Of course I'm going to kill you!" He stated. "But perhaps I'll leave you five days...make the pain more obvious. And I may freeze off your toes and fingers, I haven't decided yet." He added lazily.

"My fingers and toes?" I gasped, looking at my fingers.

"Or I may rip off your fingernails, that can cause excruciating pain. It's rather enjoyable watching the victim scream as I tear them off, then shake salt, or drop vinegar onto the exposed flesh." Vegeta pronounced each syllable perfectly, not a quiver or shudder there.

"Uh, I like salt." I said in a daze. 'He's probably just joking, Stacey. Remember all the fics you've read, don't show fear'. "So," I said breezily. "Do you like bananas?"

***

*DeathdroidMK2*

Trunks smirked at his handiwork. In 2 minutes he had the deathdroid fool

cornered in his house, with him crowding junk in front of the door. Trunks knew that the fun wasn't over yet!

Trunks: Boy! I'm coming through the window.

DD: Shit..

Deathdroid ran up the staircase before Trunks could smash through the higher

window. Trunks was pleased.

This would be a very entertaining evening. Too bad it would have to end

soon, but then he got to take him back to his world to torture him.

***

I ran up the stairs as fast as I could, and that is pretty damn fast! I ran

up the stairs and propped all the beds against the windows, and the living room couch up against the stair door. I was safe for a minute, at the very least.

"Khaos! Get down here you baka!"

Khaos was a computer creation, sort of like a 'solid light' hologram (think Red dwarf with Rimmer).

"what do you want at this time?"

"Trunks is after me!! Hide me!!"

"No way, I think I have a very healthy liking to keeping my computer program

INTACT!"

"Damn you"

"I know. I'll distract him for 10 seconds, so leg it!"

"Right"

I ran up the stairs to my bedroom. It was a tip, but it would at least

slow Trunks down. I heard the sound of smashing wood and footsteps. He was at my door..

***

I had him now! He was trapped like a rat in a trap. I advanced onto my prey..

***

Trunks was now in my room! God damn it, couldn't there be anywhere I was safe

from him. I pulled on some jeans and a black T-shirt in case I was caught. It would be in the least bit embarrassing to be flying over the town in my PJ's.

"What do you want?" I said.

"I'm after you for your evil story, baka"

"WHAT!?"

"I'm after you for your evil story, baka!!"

"IM SORRY!! I GO DEAF EVERY NOW AND THEN!! WHAT DID YOU SAY!!??"

"I SAID.."

He came closer this time, just what I hoped for. He wasn't prepared for what

was in store, thankfully feigning deafness worked, for once! I kneed him in the crotch, and he went down like ton of bricks. I ran to the window..

***

That dirty son of a bitch. I'm gonna get him and do the same thing back!! He

was standing at the window, making threats like he was gonna jump. He wouldn't I knew..

***

I threatened to jump out of the window. He was coming closer to me so I

thought it must be better than being tortured. He took one step closer, I jumped.

"SSHHHHHHHHIIIIIITTTTTTTTT!!!!...*thump*

I had landed on top of one of those removal lorries. Good god that was

bloody lucky!! I was still in a lot of pain since I do live in a flat. I crawled over the side out of view.

***

"I cannot believe this guy!! Will he take a hint? nooo! When I get my

hands on him.."

He looked down to see the 'splattered' remains of his victim. He couldn't

find him anywhere. He looked for his ki, and found it behind the lorry. He fired a ki blast at the lorry, sending it into hell along with the driver. Now he was gonna win..

***

This Trunks is insane!! He killed a guy just trying to get me. He flew down

from the window and then kicked me in the nuts!. That bitch!! That was the last I knew before I was overcome with darkness..

***

"Thats what you get for kneeing me in the nuts, biatch!" At least I've got

you now, it is just about time..

***

*J'dee / S'rac*

Yamcha landed outside my house a block away and I looked at him. "Wha?"

"Do you want to take anything with you like medication perhaps?" He asked.

"Oh yeah can't have me going nutty on ya..."

"You're already nutty."

"I know I'm the fruit of all fruit and nut bars..."

"Right."

"And Krista she's the nut of all fruit and nut bars... we go together like... um... I believe Buffy said it best when she said a chicken... and another chicken..."

If Yamcha coulda sweatdropped I think he would of.

We headed in to my room and I switched the computer on and growled at it as it make a loud airplane noise while loading up and I booted it while it quietened down.

"What are you doing?" Yamcha asked.

"I'm putting a notice up on ffn that I will be away for a while."

I logged on and instantly my msn and aol messenger's came up while I changed my ffn bio to let them know I was away -cause I'm just to lazy to put it on the top of each of all of my fics on both my id's cause there's just well too many...

I saw S'rac online and grinned and typed a message to him.

JdeeChan: Waaaaassssssssuuuuuuuppppppp?!?!

And I blinked at his response that read in big bold letters.

S'rac: HELP!!!

I scratched my head. "Uhhhhhh..."

Yamcha looked over my shoulder and he chuckled. "S'rac huh? Looks like Piccolo's made his mark."

"What it isn't just me?"

"Oh no, we got characters all out there everywhere stalking people like yourself. Hey say hi to Piccolo for me."

I then began to type a reply.

JdeeChan: Yamcha says hi to Piccolo.

S'rac: *faints*

Yamcha cracked up laughing and I looked at him. "Be nice."

"I'm not suppose to be nice I'm suppose to torture you and if you get really annoying possibly kill you."

"Couldn't you just seduce me?" I asked.

Yamcha raised an eyebrow. "Uh no."

"Damnit.... it was worth a try." I muttered.

***

After another few minutes of silence, S'rac finally summoned the courage to stand up. He gulped and quietly said, "Uuuuh..........M-M-Mister Piccolo?"

Piccolo turned his head and asked sharply, "What?!"

"Can-can I maybe d-do something w-while we're-we're waiting?"S'rac asked softly.

"I suppose," Piccolo muttered, not wanting to be bothered anyway.

"Th-th-thank you M-Mister P-Piccolo...." S'rac said, slowly turning towards his computer. He collapsed down in the chair, and clicked on AIM and MSN Messenger, to see if anyone would believe what was happening.

He let out a sigh of relief when he saw J'dee was on. At least he'd have someone to talk to. An Instant Message popped up from J'dee.

JdeeChan: Waaaaassssssssuuuuuuuuppppppp?!?!

S'rac immediately typed his reply

S'rac: HELP!!!

His eyes widened at her reply, and if he was in anime, he would have face-faulted.

JdeeChan: Yamcha says hi to Piccolo.

S'rac stared blankly at the screen for a moment and typed his reply.

S'rac: *faints*

S'rac couldn't believe this. Yamcha couldn't really be with her.......could he? 'Why couldn't he be? I mean, here I am with Piccolo.....' he thought to himself, thinking before typing again. He looked up to see another message on the screen.

JdeeChan: Yamcha. mmmmmmm

S'rac's right eye twitched as he thought of what to say.

S'rac: HOW CAN YOU DROOL OVER YAMCHA AT A TIME LIKE THIS?!?!

S'rac breathed heavily, as he waited for a reply.

JdeeChan: How can I not drool over Yamcha? And besides, it's not everyday that Yamcha's in ya room. *drools*

S'rac's eyes went wide as he read this. 'Just gotta explain the situation better. Yeah, that's it,' he thought to himself, as he started to type again.

S'rac: PICCOLO IS IN MY HOUSE, MOST LIKELY CONSIDERING KILLING ME. I COULD USE A LITTLE SUPPORT HERE.

S'rac waited anxiously for a reply as he cast a look back at Piccolo, wishing he hadn't as Piccolo opened his eyes to scowl at S'rac. He quickly turned his head back and read J'dee's message.

JdeeChan: Whoa S'rac. Calm down man! I don't think Piccolo would kill you. He doesn't go around killing innocent people. Well maybe sometimes... *smirks*

S'rac quickly typed his reply.

S'rac: J'DEEEEE!!!

***

I fell off my chair laughing and Yamcha couldn't help but snicker.

"Oh this is good. So this is what you guys do huh just chat?" He asked.

"And co-write fics. At the moment I'm doing this one with Darkjourney and it involves Gohan and-" I stopped seeing Yamcha raise an eyebrow. "What? Gohan sooooo rules!! I got the saiyaman action figure!! I make him beat up on Vegeta all the time!!" I pointed over to my book shelf and Yamcha fell over seeing the Saiyaman action figure.

"I don't believe this." He stood up and sighed. "Get Piccolo on there I need to talk to him."

"Uuuuuuuh kay."

J'dee: Yo S'rac Yamcha wants to talk to Piccolo get him on.

S'rac: O............k -.-;;;;

"This is so major weird...." I muttered getting up off the computer.

Yamcha sat down a the computer screen.

Yamcha: Piccolo ya there?

Piccolo: What?

Yamcha: I'm just gunna let J'dee grab a few things like medication *sweatdrops* so are you ready to bring S'rac through cause I'll meet you at the half way.

Piccolo: Whatever. I'll talk to the boy first.

Yamcha: You mean traumatise him some more?

I grabbed a few belongings and threw them in a bag monitoring Yamcha's conversation and I couldn't help but feel really sorry for poor S'rac I got it easy. For starters I so don't know when people are stalking me and two I don't really know much about torture or what is classed as torture. Perhaps cause I've always seen the good despite my hazardous upbringing's.

'I wonder what other authors are there to be victimised?' I thought to myself throwing an art pad in to my bag along with pencils while Yamcha wasn't looking and I chucked in my GT Trunks and Saiyaman action figures with my Buu hackie sack. There's always a good time for a little hackie sack especially when it's Majin Buu, it's probably the only real time we'd get to kick him for what he made Vegeta do... Despite it wouldn't actually be Buu, but hey frustration's let out.

I blinked realising I was off in to my own little world and I missed the end of Yamcha's convo with Piccolo. "Say bye to S'rac we're meeting up with him and Piccolo in an hour."

I nodded slowly and brought up the screen.

J'dee: Yamcha says to say bye and I'm saying I'll see you in an hour.

I sat back and waited for S'rac's reply.

***

S'rac saw that J'dee was typing a message and waited.

Jdee: Yo S'rac Yamcha wants to talk to Piccolo get him on.

S'rac typed his reply, but not wanting to mess with Piccolo.

S'rac: O............k -.-;;;;

S'rac gulped, and turned in his chair to Piccolo. After a moment of not saying anything, Piccolo opened his eyes and looked at S'rac. "What?!" he bellowed, making S'rac jump.

"Uuuuh. M-M-Mister P-Piccolo. I-I was t-talking to someone a-and th-they s-say that Y-Yamcha wants to t-talk to y-you," S'rac stuttered out, trying to keep from having a heart attack.

Piccolo muttered something inaudible, and moved towards S'rac. S'rac scrambled out of his chair, and quickly offered Piccolo the chair. Piccolo looked at the screen and crossed his arms. S'rac looked at him and timidly asked, "Um....Mr. Piccolo? Do you know how to use a computer?"

"Of course I know how to use a computer!" Piccolo yelled at him, looking back to the computer screen, keeping his scowl on, though S'rac wasn't sure Piccolo did know how to use a computer.

A message popped up on the screen.

Yamcha: Piccolo ya there?

Piccolo uncrossed his arms and brought his hands to the keyboard, typing a reply.

Piccolo: What?

Piccolo crossed his arms again, as he waited for Yamcha to type a reply.

Yamcha: Whatever. I'm just gonna let J'dee grab a few things like medication *sweatdrops* So are you ready to bring S'rac through cause I'll me you half way.

Piccolo uncrossed his arms again and quickly typed a reply.

Piccolo: Whatever. I'll talk to the boy first.

A reply from Yamcha quickly popped up on the screen.

Yamcha: You mean traumatise him some more?

Piccolo chuckled and got up from the computer chair. Had S'rac not been scared out of his wits he would have noticed that Piccolo was quite a good typist. (Hehe. Had to put that in.) S'rac warily sat down again. Piccolo looked over at him and started to talk, "Boy, we're leaving soon to meet up with Yamcha and that friend of your's he torturing. Got it?!" Piccolo asked, implying a threat of pain.

"Cl-clear as-as crystal s-sir!" S'rac said, trying to sound happy.

Piccolo turned away, but sighed, turned back and asked, "You don't take any medication do you?"

S'rac shook his head violently and said, "No! No sir! I don't take any medication!"

"Good," Piccolo said, and turned away.

S'rac bit his lip and asked, "Uh M-Mister Piccolo? Can-can I take anything with me?"

Piccolo had his back turned and said, "A spare change of clothes. Nothing else."

"Th-thank y-you s-sir," S'rac said, about to go get some clothes, when a message from J'dee popped up.

J'dee: Yamcha says to say bye and I'm saying I'll see you in an hour.

S'rac slowly turned to Piccolo and said,"Y-Yamcha s-says bye."

Piccolo grunted in reply. S'rac turned to type a reply.

S'rac: M-Mr. Piccolo grunts.

S'rac waited for a moment for her reply.

J'dee: What's with the Mr. part?

S'rac shakily typed a reply.

S'rac: I'm in no hurry to die! I figure I better respect him if I want to live long.

S'rac rushed out of the room to pick out another set of clothes. Piccolo turned to the screen to read what S'rac had said about him. He read the conversation and chuckled. "He should respect me. At least he knows that much," Piccolo said to himself, quite happy. He went back into his thinking pose, as S'rac ran back in the room, keeping clear of Piccolo, as if nothing had happened. S'rac read the reply.

J'dee: *sweatdrops* hokay.

S'rac hurriedly typed a message.

S'rac: What?! I don't want him to kill me! He obviously wants revenge and I'm hoping he doesn't take it on me that way.....

Piccolo uncrossed his arms and said, "Time to go. Say goodbye."

"A-all right Mr. Piccolo," he said, and quickly turned back to his computer.

J'dee: Right bud. Whatever you say *chuckles*

He quickly typed his message.

S'rac: Mr. Piccolo says it's time to go, so I'll see you in an hour........ I hope.....

S'rac watched as a reply came up.

J'dee: Ah don't worry. Well, C ya in an hour. *huggles*

S'rac typed his reply.

S'rac: Thanks. I'll C ya in an hour then. *huggles back*

S'rac signed out, and turned to Piccolo, who was standing over him, scowling. "Let's go," he said." S'rac nodded and got up, to follow Piccolo outside.

S'rac held his clothes, and looked up at Piccolo. Piccolo grabbed him by the back of his shirt and asked, "Ready?"

S'rac nodded and said, "Yes sir."

Piccolo looked up, and lifted off, up into the night sky.

After an hour of flying very uncomfortably with Piccolo, holding him by the back of his shirt, S'rac finally felt them set down on land. Piccolo dropped him on the ground, and S'rac slowly got up, rubbing his backside. He looked around, to see that they had landed in a dark grassy field. And it felt like the wind was picking up, blowing the grass under him.

He looked around and his jaw dropped when he watched two people fly out of the sky. Well one person was carrying the other, but still. (-.-;;;) He walked over to Piccolo, to wait for the two to make their way over to them.

S'rac saw someone running towards him and his eyes widened as he was glomped to the ground. "J-J'dee?" S'rac asked.

"Hey S'rac!" J'dee said smiling at him.

"Uuuuh h-hey!" he said, smiling back.

"Ugh," Piccolo said, shaking his head as Yamcha walked over to him.

"Nice ta finally meet ya in person!" J'dee said, with a smile.

"Yeah! You too!" S'rac said, smiling back, temporarily forgetting his situation with Piccolo.

"So, you ready to take them back?" Yamcha asked Piccolo, while the two authors looked each other over.

"Yeah. Whenever you are," Piccolo grunted, scowling.

"Now we've just got to get them to quit talking and get over here," Yamcha said, shaking his head, as he thought of dealing with J'dee.

Piccolo, however smirked, and said, "Oh this will be fun," as him and Yamcha started walking over to the two.

***

"Yammmmmmie!!!" I grinned as he walked over and I noted S'rac hid behind me and I grinned. "Ummmm you're taller than me... that's soooo not going to work."

"It was worth a shot." S'rac remarked.

"Do the porthole thing! Do the porthole Go on you know you want you!"

Yamcha sighed. "So you're ready?"

"Y-y-yes." S'rac stammered.

"Go on!!" J'dee urged him some more. "Go on." She added putting on her best Mrs. Doyle impersonation (AN: Watch 'Father Ted'!! it rules!!)

"What's with the Irish accent?"

"You don't get out much do you?" J'dee questioned giving him a side long glance.

Yamcha sighed. "I just asked a question."

"Feck!" J'dee bounced up and down giggling.

"What's wrong with her?" Piccolo asked.

"Oh wow!!! you're REEAAAALLY GREEN!!!"

Piccolo this time gave Yamcha a side long glance.

"I always look this green."

"You know green is like the bomb of all colors-"

Yamcha slammed a hand over her mouth. "She took two pills of fluoxetine instead of one before we left and it's suppose to be taken in the morning not at night."

Piccolo looked at Yamcha. "Lets go." He said his voice commanding. He walked up to S'rac who epped in fear and tried to run off before Piccolo grabbed him by the back of the shirt.

"C'mon you." He growled.

J'dee latched herself on to Yamcha's arm. "Is Gohan going to be there?! And Goten! I like Goten! He's so kawaii!!!"

Yamcha sighed. "Yes. They'll be there."

"Dude this rules!!! You rule!!! SWEET!"

Yamcha looked at Piccolo who took to the sky first and Yamcha followed.

***

*Darkjourney*

"But why do I have to watch over him?" Goku whined looking at Chibi Trunks and Goten.

"Well we have one more person to grab. and I want this over and done with." Chibi Trunks crossed his arms.

Goten just blinked. "I'm only going cause Trunks promised me four of his toys."

Darkjourney began to stir. He sat up as two figures flew off and he blinked.

"Okay who's the smartass?!" he cried out jumping to his feet. "Kidnap me will they!! I'll show them!!!!"

Goku scratched his head. "Um hi welcome to the dragonball Z world."

"You're not enrolling me in some fanfiction university are you?" Darkjourney asked.

"Um no just torture you." Goku replied.

Darkjourney sighed. "Greeeeeeeat way to spend my vaction..." he drooled.

Mr popo came out with a pile of plates and put them down. "There ya go Goku."

Darkjourney looked to the ladder then to Goku who started wolfing the food down. Darkjourney shrugged got up and walked to the ladder and began to climb down it Goku none the wiser.

Moments later Piccolo and Yamcha arrived with S'rac and J'dee. Gohan landed on the look out as well.

"Hey I'm suppose to stalk someone... a Queen Pisces I think?" He asked looking at a sheet of paper in his hands.

"GOHAN!!!!!" J'dee screamed and jumped on him. "You're soooo cool!! I love Saiyaman he's like the best of super heroes after Batman and the Flash!"

Gohan rubbed the back of his neck. "Uh thanks- I think."

"Yeah but what was with that Saiya-rap thing? that was just plain weird."

Gohan sweatdropped and Yamcha rolled his eyes grabbing J'dee by the back of her shirt and pulled her off Gohan.

"You're my victim now c'mon I'm going to force you to watch Gundam Wing."

"What?!?! NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!" J'dee cried out then stopped. "Oh wait that's got Heero hasn't it?"

"Uh yes."

"I don't know much about the show but HEERO, he's got a sexy voice and an evil laugh I like him. But if you make me watch ANYTHING to do with DUO I will KILL YOU ALLL!!!!! DUO SUCKS!!!!!"

"So she doesn't like Gundam Wing but she likes Heero..." Darkjourney muttered walking up to them be prodded in the back with Korin's walking stick.

"Mmmmm Heeeeeero." J'dee drooled. She received mixed looks from the group round them. "What? Okay I know I'm like waaaaay old for him, but he's still cool."

"Sis." Darkjourney frowned.

"Bro!" She grinned and glomped him to the ground happily.

"Uuuuuh hi." he blushed and rubbed the back of neck.

"They're related?" Goku scratched his head. "But they have different accents."

"If you say I have a prissy accent I will beat you to the ground and I don't care if You're like world's strongest or not and looking realllly incredibly cute in that gi- and whoa dude are those cookies?"

Goku grinned. "Yeah they are."

"SWEEET! COOKIES RULE!!!"

Darkjourney sweatdropped. "She's not your real sister sis she?" Yamcha questioned.

"We have alot in common." Darkjourney stated.

"Hey I have alot in common with her. You don't see me claiming to be her brother."

"That's just sick."

"Look who's talking I know about your fic." Yamcha challenged.

"He's not all that bad actually." Goku said his mouth round some sushi. "Gohan liked it."

"Gohan?!" Yamcha looked at Gohan.

Gohan grinned. "Yeah. It was good."

"I wrote the lemon in that!!" J'dee jumped up and down waving her hand about excitedly.

"So you two worked together on that fic huh?" Yamcha asked.

"Yep it's a yaoi and it's called The depth of reality, read it!!!!" J'dee bounced happily from one foot to another.

"You liked my fic?" Darkjourney looked at Gohan who nodded.

"Yeah." he looked at his saiyaman watch. "Man I'm running late, I wish I had been told about this stalking thing earlier. I'll talk to you when I get back." Gohan smiled at Darkjourney and took off in to the sky.

"Oh he is sooooo mine." J'dee grinned.

"Hey hey hey!!" Darkjourney protested. "He liked my fic."

"So I got first dibs."

"That is not fair you're a Yamcha fan."

"Of course, then I'm a Goten, Gohan then Goku fan."

"Wait you like me above Goku, Gohan and Goten?" Yamcha questioned.

"Yeah man you're so cool!"

"The medication obviously isn't working." Piccolo snickered.

Yamcha shot him a glare.

"OUTTA THE WAY SKITTLES IS LAAAAAAANDING!!!!!"

They all looked up to see Vegeta land holding a teenage girl.

"Stacey." Darkjourney grinned.

"Joseph!!!" She grinned. "Look skittles is holding me!!!!!!"

Darkjourney looked at Goku. "Are you sure we're not enrolling in any fanfiction university?"

"Dude that would be cool!!" Stacey grinned.

S'rac stayed quiet and kept his distance from Piccolo, shuffling further and further away everytime he thought Piccolo wasn't looking.

"Well what now?" J'dee asked.

"We wait for everyone else to arrive." Piccolo replied. "Then we torture you all."

"I wanna see the Gundam Wing ad again!! It rules Linkin Park crawling and it's like wow.... Heeroo, evil laughter- sexy voice."

"Dude it's true you have no loyalties." Stacey remarked.

"Sure I do say anyone wanna play some Majin buu Hackie sack?" J'dee pulled it out of her bag. "See it's Majin Buu. Go on ya know ya wanna beat him up."

She was repleid with a group sweatdrop and she shrugged.

***

To Be Continued...

r & r

~J'dee