Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Luck of the Draw ❯ Cells Turn ( Chapter 3 )
[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
By: PerfectCell17 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 03.24.2004 | Pages: 4 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 269 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 03.24.2004 | Pages: 4 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 269 | Status: Completed
Cell finally found Frieza sitting by himself at a table in the back.
"Where's the chicken guy?" Cell asked.
Frieza pointed down where the chicken man was out cold on the floor. "He was getting annoying."
"Okay, I found the dragonball, but--"
"You did?! Well where is it?"
"Yeah about that...it's the prize in the karaoke competition. The only way to get it is to enter and win."
"Can't we just blow this place up and take the dragonball?"
"What if we kill someone? Then we'll be sent back to hell!"
"Oh yeah, so who's gonna enter?"
"Well since you seem to be more popular you should be the one."
"What?! There's no way in hell that I'm doing any more humiliating stunts! It's your turn now!"
"I know a way to decide. Part of the competition is costume. Why don't we ask someone who's 'costume' is better, and who ever they say will enter."
"Fine!"
Cell grabbed a man dressed as a cop by the collar of his shirt. "Who's costume is better, mine or his?"
The man thought for a second. "Well you're both cute, but I have to go with the grasshopper!"
Cell threw the man down.
"Have fun Cell!" Frieza laughed.
Cell walked away mumbling something about not being a grasshopper.
Cell walked over to the registration table. "I wanna enter the karaoke competition."
"Okay, your name?" the registration woman asked.
"Cell."
"Great name, it goes well with the costume."
Cell growled.
The woman grabbed a piece of paper and handed it to Cell. "Pick what song you want from this list."
Cell scanned through the list in his head. "YMCA, It's Raining Men, what the hell?! I don't know any of these songs!"
"Bingo! I've heard King Kold sing this song alot!" Cell said before telling the woman the song.
"Okay you're all set! You are number four, so be ready!"
"It's about time that it's Cell's turn to make an ass outta himself!"
A man walked out onto the stage. Okay, it's time to start tonights karaoke competition! Tonights grand prize is this lovely orange crystal ball!"
"It's a dragonball, you baka!" Frieza thought to himself.
"Okay, give it up for our first contestant, Peter Cottontail!"
The crowd cheered as the rabbit man came out and started singing 'YMCA'.
"Damn, this is gonna be one looooong competition!" mumbled Frieza.
The said 'Peter Cottontail' finished singing along with contestants two and three.
"Okay let's bring out contestant four, Cell!"
"This should be interesting!" Fieza laughed.
Cell walked out to the middle of the stage and the music started to play.
"Why this song?" Frieza asked his head.
Cell started singing the song 'Too Sexy'
About half way through the song Frieza pulled out a camera and started snapping pictures.
"I hope Cell doesn't think that he's the only one who brought a camera!"
Cell finished singing and the whole crowd cheered for him.
"Cell! Cell! Cell!" the crowd chanted his name.
Cell left the stage and joined Frieza at his table.
"So what'd you think?" Cell questioned the tyrant sitting beside him.
"Why did you have to pick that song?! I can't stand it when my father sings it!"
"I'm glad your father always sings that song 'cause the only reason I knew that song is because of him singing it all the time."
Cell and Frieza sat in bordem as the rest of the competiton was carried out.
"Okay it's time to announce tonights karaoke winner...contestant Cell!"
The crowd cheered again as Cell went up to the stage to claim his prize, the one star dragonball.
"Congratulations! For your awesome and sexy performence I am awarding you with this crystal ball!" the man handed Cell the dragonball, but not before winking at him.
Cell quickly snatched the ball and went back over to where his fellow tyrant was.
"Can we go yet?!" a very bored Frieza demanded.
Cell didn't bother with Fireza's question and headed towards the door.
Frieza followed.
Once outside the tyrants took off in a random direction in the sky.
"What the fuck is up with all the gay people?! There weren't this many when I was alive!" Frieza complained.
"I know what you mean! You're probably the one who's attracting them!"
"You just keep talking, grasshopper!"
Their little 'argument' was interrupted by beeping.
Frieza pulled out the dragon radar.
"Do you see a dragonball?" asked Cell.
"I see one! It's this way!"
"What the hell? Is this where the next dragonball is?" Cell asked as the two floated above a stadium.
"That's what the dragon radar says."
"Well let's go check it out."
"Damn, there's gotta be a thousand people here!" Frieza said as he looked around at all the earthlings filling the seats.
"How are we ever suppose to find the dragonball?!"
"I don''t know."
"Can't the radar zoom in anymore?"
Frieza pushed the top button on the radar. "No, it's zoomed in as far as it can go."
"Great! Now what?! It'll take us all day to find the damn ball!"
Before another word could be said a group of kids appeared around Cell.
Frieza slowly backed away from the surrounded Cell.
"What the hell do you brats want?!" Cell demanded.
A little girl pulled Cell's arm.
"Can I have your autograph Mr. Grasshopper?" the girl asked sweetly.
"What the hell? What do you mean by 'Mr. Grasshopper?" Cell asked the asker.
"Uh Cell, I think you should take a look at this!" Frieza instructed Cell.
Cell turned around and looked at the billboard at the back of the stadium.
The billboard had a picture of a man in a grasshopper costume and had big letters saying 'Home of the Windsor Grasshoppers!'
Frieza started laughing. "I guess they think that you're the mascot!"
The little girls eyes started to water. "You mean you're not Mr. Grasshopper?"
Juat as Cell was about to break that little girls heart he saw an orange glimmer coming from one of the kids that were surrounding him.
"Could that be the dragonball?" Cell mentally asked himself before noticing that the glimmer had four stars on it."It is the dragonball! But how am I gonna get it? Hey if they think I'm this 'Grasshopper' guy, maybe I can them to give up the ball!"
Cell smirked and answered the sad girl. "Of course I am!"
"What the hell is he doing?" Frieza asked himself.
Cell signed some autographs for the kids until he reached the kid possessing the dragonball.
"Can you sign this for me?" a small boy held up the dragonball.
Cell quickly thought up a plan to get the ball.
"Uh...your ball is made of glass and if I sign it the signature might wipe off." Cell lied.
The boy put on a disappointed face.
"How about I trade you for the ball, so that way I can still give you an autograph?"
The boys face brightened. "Really? Okay!"
Cell grabbed the dragonball from the boy and grabbed a near by paper plate that had been thrown on the ground.
"Isn't that garbage?" wondered the boy.
"Uh...yeah...well actually it was my plate, so that makes it special!"
Cell scribbled something down on the plate and handed it to the boy.
"Thanks Mr. Grasshopper!" the boy grabbed onto Cell's leg.
Frieza once again got out his camera and snapped more pictures of Cell.
"Get the fuck off me, brat!" Cell growled.
The boy immediately let go of the legs and ran off with tears streaming down his face.
"Alright! Four down and three to go!" Frieza exclaimed happily.
"Okay, ready to go hunt down the fifth ball?"
"Hell yeah!"
The tyrants took off into the sky.
The boy, who was still crying saw Cell and Frieza take off.
His face lit up. "Wow! Mr. Grasshopper can fly!"
To Be Continued...
So what'd you think of of this chapter? I know it kinda sucked, but I tried! Please review if you want me to continue.
Check out my Veggie site! www.freewebs.com/vegeta_lover
"Where's the chicken guy?" Cell asked.
Frieza pointed down where the chicken man was out cold on the floor. "He was getting annoying."
"Okay, I found the dragonball, but--"
"You did?! Well where is it?"
"Yeah about that...it's the prize in the karaoke competition. The only way to get it is to enter and win."
"Can't we just blow this place up and take the dragonball?"
"What if we kill someone? Then we'll be sent back to hell!"
"Oh yeah, so who's gonna enter?"
"Well since you seem to be more popular you should be the one."
"What?! There's no way in hell that I'm doing any more humiliating stunts! It's your turn now!"
"I know a way to decide. Part of the competition is costume. Why don't we ask someone who's 'costume' is better, and who ever they say will enter."
"Fine!"
Cell grabbed a man dressed as a cop by the collar of his shirt. "Who's costume is better, mine or his?"
The man thought for a second. "Well you're both cute, but I have to go with the grasshopper!"
Cell threw the man down.
"Have fun Cell!" Frieza laughed.
Cell walked away mumbling something about not being a grasshopper.
Cell walked over to the registration table. "I wanna enter the karaoke competition."
"Okay, your name?" the registration woman asked.
"Cell."
"Great name, it goes well with the costume."
Cell growled.
The woman grabbed a piece of paper and handed it to Cell. "Pick what song you want from this list."
Cell scanned through the list in his head. "YMCA, It's Raining Men, what the hell?! I don't know any of these songs!"
"Bingo! I've heard King Kold sing this song alot!" Cell said before telling the woman the song.
"Okay you're all set! You are number four, so be ready!"
"It's about time that it's Cell's turn to make an ass outta himself!"
A man walked out onto the stage. Okay, it's time to start tonights karaoke competition! Tonights grand prize is this lovely orange crystal ball!"
"It's a dragonball, you baka!" Frieza thought to himself.
"Okay, give it up for our first contestant, Peter Cottontail!"
The crowd cheered as the rabbit man came out and started singing 'YMCA'.
"Damn, this is gonna be one looooong competition!" mumbled Frieza.
The said 'Peter Cottontail' finished singing along with contestants two and three.
"Okay let's bring out contestant four, Cell!"
"This should be interesting!" Fieza laughed.
Cell walked out to the middle of the stage and the music started to play.
"Why this song?" Frieza asked his head.
Cell started singing the song 'Too Sexy'
About half way through the song Frieza pulled out a camera and started snapping pictures.
"I hope Cell doesn't think that he's the only one who brought a camera!"
Cell finished singing and the whole crowd cheered for him.
"Cell! Cell! Cell!" the crowd chanted his name.
Cell left the stage and joined Frieza at his table.
"So what'd you think?" Cell questioned the tyrant sitting beside him.
"Why did you have to pick that song?! I can't stand it when my father sings it!"
"I'm glad your father always sings that song 'cause the only reason I knew that song is because of him singing it all the time."
Cell and Frieza sat in bordem as the rest of the competiton was carried out.
"Okay it's time to announce tonights karaoke winner...contestant Cell!"
The crowd cheered again as Cell went up to the stage to claim his prize, the one star dragonball.
"Congratulations! For your awesome and sexy performence I am awarding you with this crystal ball!" the man handed Cell the dragonball, but not before winking at him.
Cell quickly snatched the ball and went back over to where his fellow tyrant was.
"Can we go yet?!" a very bored Frieza demanded.
Cell didn't bother with Fireza's question and headed towards the door.
Frieza followed.
Once outside the tyrants took off in a random direction in the sky.
"What the fuck is up with all the gay people?! There weren't this many when I was alive!" Frieza complained.
"I know what you mean! You're probably the one who's attracting them!"
"You just keep talking, grasshopper!"
Their little 'argument' was interrupted by beeping.
Frieza pulled out the dragon radar.
"Do you see a dragonball?" asked Cell.
"I see one! It's this way!"
"What the hell? Is this where the next dragonball is?" Cell asked as the two floated above a stadium.
"That's what the dragon radar says."
"Well let's go check it out."
"Damn, there's gotta be a thousand people here!" Frieza said as he looked around at all the earthlings filling the seats.
"How are we ever suppose to find the dragonball?!"
"I don''t know."
"Can't the radar zoom in anymore?"
Frieza pushed the top button on the radar. "No, it's zoomed in as far as it can go."
"Great! Now what?! It'll take us all day to find the damn ball!"
Before another word could be said a group of kids appeared around Cell.
Frieza slowly backed away from the surrounded Cell.
"What the hell do you brats want?!" Cell demanded.
A little girl pulled Cell's arm.
"Can I have your autograph Mr. Grasshopper?" the girl asked sweetly.
"What the hell? What do you mean by 'Mr. Grasshopper?" Cell asked the asker.
"Uh Cell, I think you should take a look at this!" Frieza instructed Cell.
Cell turned around and looked at the billboard at the back of the stadium.
The billboard had a picture of a man in a grasshopper costume and had big letters saying 'Home of the Windsor Grasshoppers!'
Frieza started laughing. "I guess they think that you're the mascot!"
The little girls eyes started to water. "You mean you're not Mr. Grasshopper?"
Juat as Cell was about to break that little girls heart he saw an orange glimmer coming from one of the kids that were surrounding him.
"Could that be the dragonball?" Cell mentally asked himself before noticing that the glimmer had four stars on it."It is the dragonball! But how am I gonna get it? Hey if they think I'm this 'Grasshopper' guy, maybe I can them to give up the ball!"
Cell smirked and answered the sad girl. "Of course I am!"
"What the hell is he doing?" Frieza asked himself.
Cell signed some autographs for the kids until he reached the kid possessing the dragonball.
"Can you sign this for me?" a small boy held up the dragonball.
Cell quickly thought up a plan to get the ball.
"Uh...your ball is made of glass and if I sign it the signature might wipe off." Cell lied.
The boy put on a disappointed face.
"How about I trade you for the ball, so that way I can still give you an autograph?"
The boys face brightened. "Really? Okay!"
Cell grabbed the dragonball from the boy and grabbed a near by paper plate that had been thrown on the ground.
"Isn't that garbage?" wondered the boy.
"Uh...yeah...well actually it was my plate, so that makes it special!"
Cell scribbled something down on the plate and handed it to the boy.
"Thanks Mr. Grasshopper!" the boy grabbed onto Cell's leg.
Frieza once again got out his camera and snapped more pictures of Cell.
"Get the fuck off me, brat!" Cell growled.
The boy immediately let go of the legs and ran off with tears streaming down his face.
"Alright! Four down and three to go!" Frieza exclaimed happily.
"Okay, ready to go hunt down the fifth ball?"
"Hell yeah!"
The tyrants took off into the sky.
The boy, who was still crying saw Cell and Frieza take off.
His face lit up. "Wow! Mr. Grasshopper can fly!"
To Be Continued...
So what'd you think of of this chapter? I know it kinda sucked, but I tried! Please review if you want me to continue.
Check out my Veggie site! www.freewebs.com/vegeta_lover