Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Clueless ❯ Single Swapping ( Chapter 1 )

"Don't you find lightning erotic?" Pan asked staring dreamily into the hell bound storm outside.

"Sure…" Trunks said edging away slightly.

Outside, rain was coming down in torrents, with flashes of lightning and thunder ever once in a while, and the winds were just as bad.

Trunks snorted and turned to the other members of the room, Goten, Bra, and Maron. "Typical that my mother would throw a swingers party on a night like this. Probably hoping everyone will get stormed in." He said in an amused voice.

The group all murmured agreement and stared outside, mesmerized. At this time, Pan was 12, Trunks was 17, Goten was 15, Bra was 14, and Maron was 13.

Mean while, in the capsule corp. dining hall…

Bulma giggled, mildly drunk on punch. "Okay," She announced loud enough for everyone to hear, "It's time for the next `game'. This one's called the single swap." She paused dramatically a moment, then continued, "I know the people here aren't exactly single, but we'll make do. Okay men, right your names on a scrap piece of paper. Then, place them in the top hat on my left." She made a grand sweeping gesture to her left.

The men hurriedly wrote their names and placed them carefully, a few even reluctantly, into the hat.

"Ladies!" Bulma sat, gesturing to the hat which was now slightly crumpled. "Line up." The women obeyed and soon a line of four women, including Bulma, extended from the hat. Bulma frowned. "Hmm… we don't have enough people, I think." She brightened, and called over her shoulder, "Kids!"

"What?!" The adults cried in unison.

"Come off it, we'll make sure they only get each other! Besides, things will be more interesting that way.

Just then, Pan, Trunks, Goten, Bra, and Maron entered the room looking slightly confused. "Guess what?" Bulma said, as though the teens had one an extravagant prize. "You get to be part of our singles swap?"

"What?!" The kids cried in unison.

"Come off it," Bulma repeated. "Trunks, and Goten, you two need to write your names on paper and put them in the hat to my left."

Just then Gohan stepped forward slightly and said, "Bulma we're short a female." Bulma did a quick recount and saw he was true. It was Her, Trunks, Vegeta, Bra, Chi-chi, Gohan, Goten, Goku, Pan, Maron, 18, Krillen, Yamcha, Videl, and Piccolo.

"Oh 13!" She called again. A moment later, a large chested maid in a French costume appeared.

"Wee, Madame Bulma?" She asked, her voice dripping with French.

"How'd you like to take the night off and join our single swapping game?" Bulma inquired.

"Zat would be most excellent, Madame Bulma!"

"Then it's settled, we have eight women, and eight men… erm, Saiyens… or Nameks. Or monks- Ah, you get the picture."

The women, eager to see who they would get, reached into the hat and drew a name.

Several looked disappointed, two looked quite happy, and the other three kept their faces blank.

That's when the power turned off. There was much yelling until it flickered back on a second later.

"Well that's weird, I was expecting a dead body."

Everyone turned to Krillen with raised eyebrows.

"What? Haven't you ever seen the movie Clue?"

There was a muttering of disagreement.

"Whatever…" Videl interrupted. "Let's get on with this. Bulma, now do we go up to the person we picked?"

Bulma smiled wickedly and said, "That would be much to easy. I'm going to throw a light switch in a minute, and then you must feel the people around you until you find the person you chose. When you find them, whisper that you picked them."

"Why?" A couple people questioned.

"Well that way it's a secret." Bulma reasoned. "That way if any one decides to get jealous, they can't hold any grudges."

There was a great deal of cheering for Bulma's brilliant idea, and by the time they stopped, they realized she was standing towards the corner of the room, and had opened the power box. With a dramatic movement, she flipped the switch.