Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Cell Meets the Warner Sibs! ❯ The Torture Begins! ( Chapter 2 )

Author's Note: Now the real fun begins! As I said last chapter, I don't own Animaniacs or Dragon Ball Z...or anyone else that might pop up in this story. I'm just a fan who likes writing mind-rotting fanfiction. Enjoy!

~KASH

"And you're our new Special Friend!" they all shouted happily, their grins widening.

Cell immediately rolled his shoulders back and dropped his arms, so the three odd-looking siblings would stop clinging to him obnoxiously, as they were.

They plopped onto the ring's marble surface and scurried to form a line back in front of the android.

"Feh!" Cell spat at them, "I don't wish to be your idiotic 'Special Friend', as you so quaintly put it. Now get out of my sight or I'll blast you to another dimension!"

"You mean you...you don't wanna be our Special Friend?" the tallest, Yakko, sniffled, looking up at the bio-soldier with large, watery eyes.

"You try my patience, creature! Leave now!" Cell growled, narrowing his eyes menacingly at the trio.

Dot wrapped her arms around Yakko's middle and began to sob into his arm, while Wakko hung his head, sniffling.

"Aw, now you've gone and hurt our feelings..." Yakko said in a quivering voice, looking down at his large feet.

"...Pathetic..." Cell snarled to himself as he looked down upon the three...things.

Suddenly, the siblings raised their heads upward and began bawling, literally, at the top of their lungs.

"WAAAH-HAAAAHAAAAAAA-HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!"

"GAH!" Cell slapped his hands over his ears, trying to block the horridly loud sound out, to no avail.

Dear Kami!! These creatures can scream louder than that no-count saiyan Vegeta!! Curse you Piccolo, for this blasted hearing!!

"AAALLLLL RRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!" Cell hollered, trying to raise his voice over-top the incessant wailing.

The Warners instantly stopped, looking up at the android curiously.

"FINE!" Cell snarled at them, his lip quivering from the absolute absurdity of what he was about to agree to, "I'll...I'll be your stupid friend! Dear Kami-just don't do anything like that EVER AGAIN!"

"YYYYYAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYY!" they cheered in unison.

I have a feeling I'm going to regret this...

"Now, ladies and gentleman!"

Cell whipped around, hearing the booming voice echo through the desert plain, but there was absolutely nothing in sight.

"It's time to play 'What's Behind That Door'! And here's your host with the most-Yakko!"

All of a sudden, a huge set, with included cheesy backdrop, landed in the middle of Cell's ring. Yakko stood at a tall podium, dressed in a tacky blue tux with an equally tacky checkered tie, three doors lined up behind him, Dot and Wakko were seated in a small set of bleachers outside the ring, cheering and yelling, and Cell stood exactly were he'd been a minute ago.

"Where on Earth..." he muttered, darting his magenta eyes around the set. "How did they manage to pull all of this out of thin air in a matter of seconds?!"

"Aaaahhhhhhhhhh....We got the stuff on loan from Stevie Boy for the weekend," Yakko said nonchalantly, waving a hand.

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Steven Speilburg stepped slowly onto his newest movie set, script hanging from unnerved hands, blinking.

"WHERE THE HECK'S THE FRICKEN SET?!?!"

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"Annnyway...In this game, Mr. Bug-Man-"

"My name is not 'Mr. Bug-Man'! I am Cell, you twit!" the android blurted out, his cheeks a strange shade of purple.

"I like him!" Dot squealed, giggling into her hand. "He's silly!"

"OK! Mr. Bug-Man it is!"

"I'M NOT A BUG! I AM CELL!"

Just then, a rather large anvil dropped from the sky and hit Cell headlong into the ground.

"As I was saying-Mr. Bug-Man has to choose which of these doors has the FANTASTIC PRIZE!" Yakko continued, flashing his pearly-whites to the fake camera that stood nearby.

Dot and Wakko let out a short cheer.

Cell was now back to his feet, and was edging his way toward Yakko, ready to strangle the annoying thing that he was.

"So everyone-which door should he choose?!" Yakko said, pointing to the three doors lined up behind him.

"Pick One! Pick Number One!" Dot encouraged.

"No way! Pick Three!" Wakko hollered over his sister.

"I refuse to be subjected to this childish game," Cell said flatly, turning his nose upward into the air and folding his arms.

CLANG!

"Now, which door have you chosen, Mr. Bug?" Yakko questioned.

Cell jumped to his feet, glaring at the strange dog-like being. "If you drop one more of those anvils on me again so help me..."

CLANG!

"...I'll kill you..." Cell groaned from underneath yet another anvil that had, pardon the saying, "squashed him like a bug".

"I'm sorry? Was that a 'two'?" Yakko asked, cupping a hand around his high ear.

"I'll...KILL...you..." the bio-soldier repeated, this time sounding much more threatening.

"It was a two!" Yakko cried excitedly. "Let's see what you've chosen!"

Cell had gotten back up now, and was facing the brightly colored door as it slowly opened wider...and wider...and wider still...

To reveal a tall, orange dinosaur with green spots, and a dopey grin...that looked oddly like...

Cell's jaw dropped.

"Hello friend!" said the Barney look-alike in a goofy voice. "Give me a BIG HUG!"

But before the horrid monstrosity could make another move, Cell slammed the door shut in its face and melted handle, making it impossible for it escape.

"Aw, too bad," Yakko sighed. "That wasn't the right one..."

CLANG!

Dot squealed again, nudging her brother next to her. "He's so silly! Tee hee!"

"Have no fear-there's still one more chance for you to get this right!" Yakko stated contemptuously.

"Three," Cell said quickly, dark circles of stress drooping from his eyelids.

Well, it's not like it could be any worse, right?

He would've liked to believe that, had it not been three tall, witty teenage girls that had stepped out.

"Ha! There he is!" yelled the blue eyed, blonde-haired female, who wore a red, skin-tight suit with matching gloves and boots.

"You're right, Clover!" agreed the green eyed, long, redheaded, green outfitted girl who ran up next to her.

"Jerry's sure gonna be happy we've finished this case early!" chirped the third teenager, who had neatly trimmed black hair, brown eyes, and a yellow suit.

They all went into kung-fu poses, glaring distastefully at the bio-android. "We're agents from WHOOP, and here to stop-"

SLAM!

Cell didn't even bother melting the handle on this door. Instead, he quickly blasted to another dimension, twitching from uneasiness and absolute disgust.

"Welp-it seems he's wrong again!" Yakko stated, smiling evilly. "Ya know what that means!"

CLANG!

"...I hate you..." Cell growled as he regained his footing, his milky-white hands on his head. "...I hate you all."

"But, since you got both your choices wrong, here's your consolation prize!" Yakko said, smirking.

CLANG!

"ARG! Would you-"

CLANG!

"KAMI! ST-"

CLANG!

"For the love of-"

CLANG!

"..."

"Hey! Mr. Buggies?" Dot asked, tapping Cell on his exposed arm that was poking out from underneath the rubble and the giant anvil's wake.

"WHAT?!?!?!" he screeched, the pupils of his eyes mere specs as he glared knives into the female's furry skull.

"I betchya we know a sure-fire way that we can get on your nerves!" she said confidently, jumping up onto the android's shoulder, nudging his striped cheek with her elbow.

"Yup! That's right!" Yakko agreed, landing on top of his head, in between the tall structures of his head-crest.

Like you haven't already? Cell thought. "Oh? And if you manage to accomplish this childish task, what then?"

Yakko, tapped his chin thoughtfully for a moment, then a light bulb appeared over his head, which Wakko promptly ate.

"If we manage to, you have to-"

"Oo! I know!" Wakko cut in, plopping down on Cell's other shoulder. "He has ta sprout wings like a bat and stomp like a zombie while whistlin' 'Row, Row, Row Your Boat' in a Car Wash!"

"Yeah!" Dot chirped.

Cell blinked.

"But if we don't," Yakko continued, "we'll leave and never come back!"

The evil smirk that Cell is all too notorious for swept across his lips. Yes! If I succeed with this idiotic task-which I surely will, being the Perfect Being that I am-these deranged creatures will be gone! "Fine, I accept."

Yakko, Wakko, and Dot leapt off the bio-soldier and stood in front of him, smiling mischievously.

"Ready?" Yakko asked his comrades.

"Ready!"

"We know a song that gets on everybody's nerves! Everybody's nerves! Everybody's nerves! We know a song that gets on everybody's nerves, and this is how it goes!"

"Whu...what is this?" Cell gawked, blinking repeatedly down at them.

"We know a song that gets on everybody's nerves! Everybody's nerves!"

Cell folded his arms across his chest, regaining his composure. "Well, try all you want, but I'm not giving in to your silly little antics," he said nonchalantly.

"EVERYBODY'S NERVES!!!!"

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Heh heh heh...