Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Dragonball Z Sing-Along! ❯ In The End ( Chapter 1 )
Disclaimer-The songs and DBZ aren't mine
Sailor J-chan: OK! Vegeta is up first!
Vegeta: I told you, I don't want to sing!
Sailor J-chan: Too bad! You're singing and THAT'S THAT!! Unless you want me to make a fic where you and Bulma divorce so she can be with Yamcha and you can be with Goku! (Thinking) As if I'd ever write something like that…
Vegeta: You…you're serious?!
Sailor J-chan: (Thinking) Wow, he's taking me seriously! (Talking) Yep!
Vegeta: GIMME THAT!! *Grabs the microphone and runs out on stage*
Sailor J-chan: *Follows him*
In The End
Sailor J-chan: *Holds up picture of Vegeta dying on Namek*
Vegeta: It starts with one thing, I don't know why
It doesn't even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind
I designed this rhyme
To explain in due time
All I know; time is a valuable thing
Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings
Watch it count down to the end of the day
The clock ticks life away
It's so unreal
Sailor J-chan: *Holds up picture of Frieza destroying Vegetasei*
Vegeta: Didn't look out below
Watch the time go right out the window
Trying to hold on, but didn't even know
Wasted it all just to watch you go
Sailor J-chan: *Holds up picture of Vegeta telling Goku about Frieza and what he did to the Saiyans*
Vegeta: Kept everything inside
And even though I tried
It all fell apart
What it means to me
Will eventually be
A memory of the time when
Sailor J-chan: *Holds up a picture of Vegeta trying to become a Super Saiyan*
Vegeta: I tried so hard
And got so far
Sailor J-chan: *Holds up picture of Vegeta dying*
Vegeta: But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
Sailor J-chan: *Holds up picture of Frieza beating up Vegeta under the guise of training him*
Vegeta: It starts with one thing
I don't know why
It doesn't even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind
I designed this rhyme
To explain in due time
I tried so hard
In spite of the way you were mocking me
Acting like I was part of your property
Remembering all the times you fought with me
I'm surprised it got so far
Sailor J-chan: *Holds up picture of Vegeta going Super Saiyan for the first time, thinking of Frieza*
Vegeta: Thing aren't the way they were before
You wouldn't even recognize me anymore
Not that you knew me back then
But it all comes back to me in the end
You kept everything inside
And even though I tried
It all fell apart
What it meant to me
Will eventually be
A memory of a time when
Sailor J-chan: *Holds up a picture of Vegeta dying after fighting with Buu*
Vegeta: I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
Sailor J-chan: *Holds up picture of Bulma and Trunks crying*
Vegeta: I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
Sailor J-chan: *Holds up picture of King Vegeta handing Vegeta over to Frieza*
Vegeta: I've put my trust in you
Pushed as far as I can go
And for all this
There's only one thing you should know
I've put my trust in you
Pushed as far as I can go
And for all this
There's only one thing you should know
I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
*Turns and chases Sailor J-chan off the stage*
Bulma: *Walks out on stage and holds up a picture of Vegeta mauling Sailor J-chan* Thank you for your time. *Bows*
Sailor J-chan: *Hobbles out on crutches* Man, that was worth it!
Vegeta: Me, singing? What have I sunken to?
Bulma: I don't know, Veggie. I think it's kinda sexy.
Sailor J-chan: THAT'S QUITE ENOUGH OF THAT!!
Vegeta: You think I'm sexy, Bulma?
Sailor J-chan: STOP IT!! IT WAS WRONG WHEN BUU SAID IT, AND IT'S STILL WRONG!! STOP BEFORE YOU PULL A FIFI AND THE PROFESSOR!! (I don't own Fifi and the Professor) *Whacks Vegeta and Bulma with her crutches* Now, would you fine people kindly review?
Audience: *Stares at her blankly*
Sailor J-chan: I SAID, REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Audience: *Clicks on the little blue box and leaves nothing but lavish praise for fear of dear, dear life*