Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Dragonball Z Sing-Along! ❯ Here We Are ( Chapter 5 )
Disclaimer-DBZ and the song aren't mine (Thank God)
Vegeta: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I WILL NOT SING THAT SONG!!!!!!!!!
Sailor J-chan: Yes, you will, or I will destroy the GR and force Bulma never to fix it!
Vegeta: *Must be dragged on stage*
Here We Are
Vegeta: *Looking ready to die* Here we are
We want to sing a song for you
Here we are
We want to share a smile or two
Everybody's together
And we're so glad you came
Here we are
We want to sing a song for you
Reaching out to the world through our music
Reaching out to you
Reaching out to the world through our songs
Listen to our songs
Now the message is clear in our music
We hope that peace and love surround you all day long
Everybody's together
And we're so glad you came
Here we are
We want to sing a song for you
Here we are
We want to chase your cares away
Here we are
We want to bring you a brighter day
Everybody's together
And we're so glad you came
Here we are
We want to sing a song for you
The stage is set
So don't forget
That we're just having fun
Here we are
We'll sing it over
Here we are
One more time now
Here we are
And this one's just for you
We want to sing a song for you
Everyone: *Tries to hold in laughter*
Sailor J-chan: And now, he'll sing it again! A 1, a 2, a 1-2…
Vegeta: NO!!!!!!!!! *Throws himself at her feet*
Sailor J-chan: ??????
Vegeta: Please, have mercy! I won't threaten to kill Kakarot anymore! I won't destroy the GR anymore! I'll NAIL the TOILET SEAT DOWN!!!!! JUST DON'T MAKE ME SING IT AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!
Bulma: Wow, he hasn't been like that since I told him that I was going celib-
Sailor J-chan: PLEASE do not enter into the topic. *Looks at Vegeta* I think he needs some serious therapy.
Freud-like guy who is really Goku in a bad disguise: *Appears, holding a clipboard* Okay, Vegeta, tell me about your mother.
Vegeta: *Gets up* My mother? What about my mother?! MY MOTHER WAS A SAINT!!!!!!!! *Picks up chair and chases Goku with it*
Sailor J-chan: This is dedicated to everyone in my Ensemble class for having to sing this retarded song, and to my Ensemble teacher for having to teach it to us. Weiver, which in my language means REVIEW OR I WILL DIE!!!! I WILL…*Flails around for ten minutes*…DIE!!!!