Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Interview Madness ❯ Son and Vegetables ( Chapter 1 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
If you'd like to ask one of the Z characters a question(s), post it in a review OR email, and I'll try to incorporate it in as true to life and as entertaining as possible.

A/N: How original of me...an interview fic. THAT'S never been done before....meh, just read it. I'm sure you'll find SOME humor in it's simplicity.



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ATM: Hey thar everybudday! Likes me accent? No? Oh, I'll talk normal then. Uhmm...oh yeah, I'm here today to have a little chat with a couple of Saiyans. Namely, Goku Son and Vegeta...uhhh...Vegeta.

Vegeta: W-where are we?

ATM: In my basement.

Vegeta: How did we get here?

ATM: (hides box of tools and metal baseball bats) You umm...promised you would hold an interview with me, remember?

Vegeta: I remember no such thing.

ATM: I beat you at poker last night, dontcha remember? Though...you did seem rather hammered.

Vegeta: Hmmmm...that being "hammered" part rings a bell, but I've never played this..."poker" you speak of.

ATM: That's why you lost.

Vegeta: Makes sense to me.

Goku: *yawn* Hey...what the...

Vegeta: What is HE doing here?

ATM: Uhh, his bet was that if you lost...uhmm, you, I mean HE would have to be interviewed too or else...you'd have to...make out with him...and stuff.

Vegeta: GAH! How drunk was I?? I don't remember ANY of this? I would never have agreed to even play if I knew THIS would be the consequence.

ATM: Seriously now, is having to answer a few measely questions as bad as having to tongue tango with Doofus over there? No offense Goku.

Goku: None taken.

Vegeta: I suppose not.

ATM: Good! Then it's settled. You sit there and answer my stupid questions, and you won't have to...

Vegeta: Don't even say it. It's hard not to get mental flashes of the hideous act when you mention it.

ATM: Alrighty then.

Goku: Wait...............what?

ATM: Just sit there and talk when I tell you to.

Goku: Oh. Ok.

ATM: Alrighty then. So uhh...Vegeta, how ya doin'?

Vegeta: My head hurts.

ATM: Okaaaay...and Goku, what about you?

Goku: I'm hungry.

Vegeta: Kami...his mouth is like the vaccuum of space.

ATM: Here Goku, have a cookie.

Goku: Thanks!

Vegeta: How come I don't get a cookie?

ATM: You wanna cookie? It's in Goku's mouth, go get it.

Vegeta: Eugh...I'd rather lick a toilet seat.

ATM: That's...pretty extreme.

Goku: Got milk?

(Long pause)

Goku: So that's a 'No' then?

ATM: So Vegeta, I hear you like trees.

Vegeta: What? Trees? Where did you hear that? I don't give a damn about trees.

ATM: You sit under them a lot.

Vegeta: Well...I prefer the shade.

ATM: So you like trees then?

Vegeta: Wh...this is insane! This isn't an interview! Who asks about trees?!

ATM: Goku, come sit on Veggie's lap.

Goku: Is it Christmas already?

Vegeta: NO!! Alright fine, I LIKE TREES! SATISFIED??

ATM: Quite.

Vegeta: And don't call me Veggie.

ATM: Duelly noted. Goku, what's your favorite food?

Goku: I like fish a lot. In fact, I could go for some fish right now...Catfish...Salmon...Snook...that uhm...blow up kind.

Vegeta: Oh god...

ATM: That's nice Goku.

Goku: You like fish too?

ATM: No, I hate fish.

Goku: More for me then.

ATM: Yeah. Anyway, Vegeta, what do you think of my fanfics?

Vegeta: I've read better. MUCH better in fact.

ATM: How much better?

Vegeta: An Aardvark with a pencil stuck up its ass could write better taking a shit.

ATM: That was...interesting.

Goku: Why'd he choose the aardvark of all animals?

ATM: I don't know...say Veggie...

Vegeta: DON'T CALL ME THAT!!

ATM: ...you know who you remind me of?

Vegeta: God?

ATM: No silly, Jimmy Neutron!

Vegeta: NANI?!?

ATM: Whoa there, no need to get all Japanese on me Veggie boy.

Vegeta: I should kill you!! And...take your car keys!!

ATM: I don't have a car.

Vegeta: Ugh, then what's the point...

Goku: It's OK Vegeta...

Vegeta: Huh? Don't touch me...fool.

ATM: Has Vegeta always had angerment...issues?

Goku: Oh yeah, but tis a grain of rice in a burrito of problems with this lonely man.

Vegeta: I'm not lonely! I can hear both of you talking about me! "Angerment" isn't even a word!

Goku: I hear he has a lot of "other" problems if you catch my drift.

ATM: I hear ya loud and clear. *winks*

Vegeta: I DO NOT!! You mealy mouthed crotch pheasant!

ATM: A wha-?

Goku: He calls me that all the time. I don't get it either.

ATM: Ah. Well let's end things here for now...My butt hurts, and your faces annoy me. So...get out of my house.

Goku: Ok!

Vegeta: HOW DARE YOU SAY MY FACE IS ANNOYING!

ATM: Shut up! And let the door hit you on the way out! Calling me a crotch pheasant...*mumbles*


A/N: Only in a fanfic can you so horribly insult the Prince of all...6 or 7 Saiyans...? If you have something you'd like to ask or say to one of the Z characters, put your question/comment in a review or email, and I'll add it into a future chapter. Isn't that exciting??

ATM: What are you still doing in my house??

Goku: I found more cookies and--

ATM: GET OUT!!

Goku: Ok ok!


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