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Clue

Part Nine

~ I am your singing telegram! ~

Vegeta rapidly rushed aggressively at Goku thinking he was the one ogling his woman. "You!" he shouted, and tackled the innocent Goku with a halo over his head licking a lollypop slowly, in a bratty-like fashion!

"Vegeta, ahh! Wh… What's going on?" Goku shouted falling to the ground with a thud, and dozens of poke`mon balls fell out his pockets!

Everyone gasps as they all stared down in righteous anger at the "slave traps" poke`mon champion balls, "Oh my god!" Screamed someone within the group, "He kidnapped Pikachu!"

Bulma had a protest pin on her dress that stated: cruelty against entrapping little cute monsters to do someone's bidding is sick: she's a monster revolutionist, and held up a sign that had Ash Ketchum (I think that's how it is spelled?) with a knife sticking out his eye. "Kill him! Kill that poke'mon catcher! Sick bastard, as a matter of fact we should encase him into one of those pokey thinga majigs!" she screamed with indignation.

Chichi gasped dramatically, watching her man get his monkey tailed kicked, and pulled out the frying pan that she got from Goku, and bashed Vegeta on the head. Bulma saw this and pulled out her gun that was also given to her by Goku.

"Hey you back off him, two against one that is not fair, actually 400 hundred monster slaves he's captured, sick freak, let them go free!" shouted Bulma aiming her gun at Chichi and Goku. Bulma really started to cry and looked into a camera, and did a save the poke`mon commercial.

(("Please, stop theses monsters from encasing actual monsters, who do nothing but kill and maim people when not tamed, and disciplined. Monsters deserve to run free and frolic with the other carnivores, resulting in a natural cannibalism! Stop domesticating and abusing these animals, and save the poke`mons it just natural for them to kill everything in site!" she smiled, wiping the tears away, then turned her focus to the group.))

Baba snuffed stealing the poke'mon balls while everyone's head was turned, and she ate one that said Misty. It looks like Ash, err I mean Goku encased her too! Not with standing Baba quickly stuffed the balls in her bra and underwear, tossing out the moldy socks; she just had to put her two-dollar and fifty scents in. "What the hell are you talking about Looney-toon! Vegeta, attacked him for no reason, and he's not fighting alone with you aiming weapons for him!"

Bulma kicked Baba, and her foot was caught in her devastating sag layers. "Would you just die already? Ugh, you got a Baboon's face with a pink wig!" Bulma clenched her teeth while trying to remove her foot.

Vegeta got up from the ground holding his head. " Why are you always messing with her you Baboon's ass face, and damn you Kakarot, she belongs to me!" Vegeta argued groggily, talking to both Baba, and Goku.

Goku held Chichi with dominance. "Hell no she is not, she's mine!"

Bulma was crestfallen, and dropped her gun foolishly, she thought Vegeta liked her, and all the time he wanted the bullfighter, Chichi.

Chichi had to blush, but since she is so cold, her blush was violet. It's been a hundred lonely years since the last time two men were fighting over… (Ahem) I mean five years since two men fought for her. "Oh my, two men fighting over me, it reminds me of the old days!"

Vegeta looked at her repulsed. "Ugh, I was not referring to you hairy Russian ball-buster with a black coiled mustache!"

Bulma's expression became hopeful of her relationship prospects with, Vegeta, and pick the gun back up.

"Then who were you talking about, I'm with Chichi!" defended Goku, bringing Chichi some wax for her facial hair growth, Chichi snatched it angrily.

Vegeta blushed, and muttered. "... I was signifying…or rather referring to the gorgeous, and charming lady Bulma," he said shifting his feet timidly.

Corny romantic music started to play, and both Bulma and Vegeta's faces had a dull dynamic glow, and everyone disappeared and it was just those two in a white blinding light. Bulma squinted from the sheer brilliance, and ran over to him tearing up, and dropping the gun, which went off shooting, Baba in the chest. Hitting a poke`mon ball made, Pikachu pop out quickly, and socked Baba in the Baboon face, then was forced back into the ball. Bulma and Vegeta were just about to embrace, until Goku spoke stopping the boring love scene.

"What, I was not hitting on her you should talk to seventeen; he was the one groping all over your girl friend!" said Goku pointing to a nervous 17, who was putting on blond wig, trying pretend to be his twin sister while he tried to exit through the main door.

Vegeta glared like an animal, then in a sudden reaction Bulma tapped his shoulder. "Hey it was nothing, really 17 had just got out of character, method actors you know how they are; we were just trying to throw off the cop!" she said grabbing his hand.

Baba growled, "Bullshit!" everyone ignored her, which she took the opportunity to search Goku for more yummy poke`mon balls.

Vegeta scowled vengefully, "Fine…(he mutters secretly to himself) lets continue our search, we still have to find the killer!" Vegeta said then grabbed Bulma's hand, and took off down the hall.

~*~*~

17 had to push the horny Krillin off him; he tried to simulate his sister's voice, "Oh no Krillin, not here! (He kicked him in the head hard.) "I said no! Dumbass!" he yelled manly, which really made Krillin think it was 18.

Krillin steady pranced on 17 like a dog, "Wow 18, I love it when you try to box my head off, have you've been exercising my darling… you're creamy legs are so firm…"

17 nearly puke with the midget rubbing on his knee, he heard Bulma's defense for him and dropped the wig and the scheme. Krillin looked up then gracelessly passed out. 18 stood over Krillin ashamed that he couldn't tell her apart from her brother.

~*~*~

Marron was still in the hallway where everybody left her, she was bored so she took off her maid uniform, and put on a stupid Easter bunny out fit, which seems to have come from nowhere, and it was falling apart. She started hopping around looking for the kitchen; not noticing there was a hole in the ass area of the costume, which was surrounded by a brown outline… and she wasn't wearing any clean underwear.

"I want carrots, Ooo 17 is my partner, he can be a dog I hear those two get along, me bunny, 17 dog!" she kept repeating the same phrase, she also had a picture of Anna Nicole Smith on her costume... Only Vegeta knows this but… Anna Nichole Smith is actually her sperm donor, hell she caries enough around to impregnate the world... Oh that was wrong, but it's true Anna is really Marron's father dun, dun, dun!!! And the Soap Opera Continues…

The rest of the group went to search the building separating once again. The groups were deep in their separate sections, when suddenly the lights were cut off, but they still kept searching, they were getting use to the faulty wiring.

~*~*~

Popo was on the phone talking to his agent. "I'm sick and tired of whining whenever Kami leaves, what am I his bitch, or something! I have dignity you know, I deserve more credit then I get, I really do and the pay is low my acting skills are among the best I won an Oscar for crying out loud! But no, on dbz all I do is play with butterflies, and did you check out the Buu saga, come on, on the lookout above Korin's tower I took out both Goten and Trunks… well I did hold up pretty good against them!" he spouted into the phone.

Popo argued into the phone," Yeah, yeah I know that, but, hey wait that's not fair just because I don't fight; I'm the emotional connection to the show! Everyone on the show are snobs, blatant with their condensation… wanting to be pampered 24/7, and you know what… Puar is really a Hollywood drag queen… huh… oh yeah, my line about the house I have a funny feeling I'm in danger Oooooh I'm scared, so please, send the limo and…Ahhh!" Mr. Popo screamed unexpectedly.

The Mr.Popo was hit by a blunt object cutting his head clean off, sliding to the ground away from his body. EWWWW!

~*~*~

Marron was hopping around in her bunny costume, holding a rotten carrot she got from the garbage, worms and all sorts of disgusting shit was on it!

She jumped and bounced into a dark obscure ominous room; the door shut automatically, and she stupidly went further in, giggling. There were peculiar sounds moaning and groan saying, "Get out! Oooooh Ahhh Get out idiot you're going to die!" But, idiotic Marron thought it was a porno video, even when a sign was thrown and smacked her on the head saying she was going to be killed… she looked at it and blush scarlet, she didn't know how to read, and thought it said come in. "Oh, what beautiful graffiti!"

A figure in the dark spoke to her. "Did anyone recognize you?" asked the figure.

Marron slowly turned around, and her eyes were catawampus, basically, cock-eyed. "Um ribbit, I mean rabbet um what do bunnies sound like, anyways… Um yes, the cook did, and somebody else, hey why are you hiding! Ooo I know what you want, this carrot!" she said grinning teasing the figure with annoying gestures with the carrot, then threw the rotten carrot over to the figure who fatally caught it, and stabbed her with it!

"Ouch, hey I know you, Ouch hey the stings stop that, ahhhhh help kitty!" she screamed, and farted therefore, blowing a scorching hole through her dirty undies, escaping through the already drafty bunny costume; but, the killer anticipated this deadly move with air freshener.

~*~*~

The doorbell rings, and mysteriously the door automatically opened. A single teenage girl appeared in a bellhop uniform. Everyone in the house noticed the bell had rung, and looked up in suspicion from his or her murky obscure separate indistinguishable vantage points.

The teenage girl stood at attention, silence overrode moment, and then without warning, she broke out into a song and dance. She moved happily gracefully in a marching position, with piercing tap for every dance step, she swung her arms also in a corny march format, her black hair sticking out of the bellhop hat, bouncing with each motion.

"Da da da da da da I… am… your singing tele…Bang!" the girl was cut of by a gun striking her through the chest, she staggered back; bewildered by the fact she was shot and died.

The killer began to walk away…that is until... they saw a glimmer from the corner of their eye, the marching girl was getting back up; they turned around shocked to see that she was still happy, and started that tritely banal march again.

"Da da da da da da I… am… your sing…Bang!" she was shot again; she staggered then fell.

Pan got back up instantly. Da da da da da da I am your singing tele…" The killer jumped up, took out a sword, and slashed Pan in half. She fell to the ground in parts seemingly dead.

The killer started to walk away again… Da da da da da da I am your singing tele…

"Ah shit!" the killer turned around annoyed, seeing Pan pitifully trying to piece herself together pathetically dropping parts, as a result the killer rushed up to her, flipped her in the air jumped up, and slammed her down to the ground; she still was twitching. The killer was getting pissed * Damn will the zombie just die all ready, that's what I get for hiring monkeys! *Raged the killer mentally, while pile driving the battered girl. She lays stiffly rigid on the ground, not moving seemingly completely inert.

The killer waited for some time, and saw no movement then started to leave again… "Da da da da da da I am your singing tele…"

"Ahhh," the killer screamed exasperatedly, "this is taking way too long!" said the killer, then pulled out acid, and poured it on the damn zombie, and to make sure she was dead the killer set her body on fire. "There finally!" the killer said exhausted.

"Da da da da da da I am your singing tele…" said the disfigured pile of mush called, baby Pan-Pan.

The killer was about to set some explosions and such, until the monster crept sloppily toward them.

"What the hell are you!?" said the killer pulling out a grenade -launcher.

The mush pile called Pan hissed, and gurgled angrily; her face boiled and rippled goop. "Please, just let me finish the fucking phrase!" she shrieked violently.

The killer looked shocked. "Um sorry go ahead, ugh yuck-mouth…" the killer muttered quickly, and laughed nervously.

She started to tap dance, her arms, blood matter, and grinded skin tissue slopped and spewed off her body as she danced. "Da da da da da da… I… am…. You're singing telegram… There, are you happy now? Now, you can fucking finish me off!" she hissed as her jaw clasped falling off her decaying face.

The killer backed away petrified, they got scared of the horrific scene, and took off. "Ah Holy Hell!"

~*~*~

Screams were heard everywhere in the dark; everyone had been mixed up in the dark, separating them from their original partners, anyone could be the murderer.

Vegeta ran into the bathroom turning on the shower thinking it was a doorknob. "What's this another door?!" he shouted frantically.

Bulma screamed because she was also in the shower… I think she did a number two… wait, then why in hell was she in the tub. … Ah, maybe she's on hillbilly time and uses the bathroom in the tub! However, the truth of the matter is she also got lost searching for a way out in the dark, and it just so happens Vegeta caught her off guard. "Vegeta you got me all wet!" she screamed infuriated, filling her silk green dress was soiled from the water.

Vegeta held her from behind. "Did I now, well we will have to do something about that won't we." he spoke candidly, enchantingly, captivatingly, and he persuasively begun to nuzzled her soft supple neck with pure tender unadulterated kisses, blah, blah, blah.

~*~*~

Chichi was separated from Goku she tried to find him, but it was too dark and she robotically kept bumping into the wall.

Goku ran out of the basement scared, he was afraid of the dark. He cried sucking his thumb, rocking back and forth, squeezing the entrails out of his stuffed Goten doll.

~*~*~

Krillin and eighteen were making out somewhere…

~*~*~

Baba the ghoul crawled out from the grimy toilet covered in green slimy mildew.

~*~*~

17 found a porno mag lying on the ground so naturally he went to pick it up. Once in his hand he was awestruck, and unable to avoid being stuck in the head by the crystal ball.

~*~*~

Piccolo ran to the main hallway's closet, and switched the electricity back on; with the lights, back on everyone was able to find their way back. Everybody turned up except Krillin, Vegeta, Bulma, and 18 for obvious reasons.

Later that night…

Vegeta came running down the stairs tucking in his shirt into his pants, and buttoning his collar. Bulma came afterward; her hair was messed up looking dazed, and she was smoking a candy cigarette.

Krillin and 18 were still missing…so the gang waited an hour for them to show, which they eventually did looking disreputably drugged out. Alas, whatever was left of the group gathered together.

~*~*~

The group huddled together tiredly, since Vegeta was in the lead, he saw the billiard room was open, thus walking in and seeing a dead Marron with a carrot stuck in her forehead, her eyes were crossed, her mouth was opened, and she had a big brown hole where her butt should have been.

The group ignores the dead body sighing as they past library where the cop was using the phone; he was dead as well since his head was separated from his body lying neatly on top of a desk.

Goku looks up. "Two murders, adding on to the three, which makes ten!" Goku said brightly.

"That's five you doddering moron!" said Vegeta with a haughty putrid attitude.

"Wait, I thought I heard the door open!" said Baba observantly eating another poke'mon ball, of which had a label, which distinctly read, Dende.

Krillin looked alert. "Oh god the killer must have run out!"

Everyone scurried over the main door and opened it…

"OH SHIT! CLOSE THAT FUCKING DOOR!" shouted Vegeta, looking at the ghastly horrific sight of the decaying melted body that burbles a steamy pile of garbage.

"Eww disgusting what the hell is that!" said Bulma mortified covering her mouth in a ghastly manner.

"Yuck, It looked like dog turd!" said 18 and Krillin agreed. "Look there's a tag, and it reads Pan Son, the daughter of Oscar the grouch.

Everyone screamed as it started to move "Close the Fucking door its fucking moving!" they all screamed and pointed as it moved closer. Bulma screamed loud, and crossed her eyes then she did a Chichi, and pushed everyone out her way, nearly throwing them all in the goop outside.

They all screamed seeing how close they were, and then they all began pushing to get back inside the house, resulting in a people blockade/barricade in the narrowing passage. Vegeta screamed hysterically as it touched his leg, he repeated his tyrannical shrieking, he started crying, "Get it off," he said shaking it off him like a repulse child over a bug, stomping up and down like a brat.

Vegeta saw Goku snicker at his behavior, with red-rimmed teary-eyes he then tried to push him into the blob, but then to all their luck Goku smelled some hot food, thus breaking the blockage, and everyone ran inside.

Krillin tripped and fell over nothing, and nearly fell in the "garbage Pan monster. " Everyone left Krillin to fend for himself, screw that, that freaky thing was moving! The door slammed shut, leaving the frighten Krillin banging at the door!

"Please, let me in…ahh, that creature is moving! It's creeping me out 18-I thought you loved me! 18? … 18? Oh, please baby, baby, Please!" he cried as snot dripped out of his nose… wait no-nose, ah then out his eyes (shrugs shoulders), there was nothing but silence; only the terrorizing sound of gurgling flesh, garbage Pan monster. "I'm…so scared right now!" he cried.

~*~*~

They all walked calmly back to the study forgetting Krillin even existed, Vegeta looked around. "No crystal ball and Bulma's gun is missing you both dropped it here… He said thinking to himself. "Very well I know who did it!" he said arrogantly.

Gasps came from the group. "You do?" they said in unison.

Vegeta nodded his head. "Furthermore I shall tell you how it was all done!" he said putting his hands behind his back, looking sophisticated. " Follow me…" to be continued…

That is it for now gets started in making your guess of who dun it! R/R if ya want to it's not required, but it sure does make me feel good to know it's worthy enough to review. ^_^