House Arrest
By: Kyra Briefs
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AN: CTrunks means Chibi Trunks, FTrunks means Future Trunks
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Goku: 11 guys stuck in one house.
Vegita: Forced to live with each other.
Gohan: Unable to leave the house.
Goku: Good thing we have plenty of food!
Vegita: Shut up, Kakorott!
Chautzu: Oh, it can’t be THAT bad!
CTrunks: Hmph! Apparantly, you havn't tried to live with my father!
Vegita: Shut up, brat!
Bulma: Ahem, it's OUR turn!
CTrunks: Sorry.
ChiChi: Ehem. 9 girls ALSO stuck in a seperatehome.
Videl: Together.
Maron: Plenty to eat, and plenty to do!
Piccolo: Like Hell there is!
Bra: There IS!
Pan: Please! I'm begging you! PLEASE don't do this to me! PLEEEEEEASEEE!!!
Narrator: Ha ha ha ha ha! Too bad!
Pan: Shit.
Narrator: Now, for you boys - I'm sticking you in a nice little home with flowers, pretty pictures, and soothing music.
Simotaneously:{Piccolo: NO!!!
{Vegita: NO!!!
Narrator: Ha ha ha ha ha! And for the girls...
Bra: ::gulps::
Narrator: A dirty, broken down motel 6!
Simotaneously:{Bulma: NO!!!
{Bra: NO!!!
{Marron: NO!!!
Pan: Yes! Thank you, thank you thank you! Someone up there loves me! Yes!!!
Narrator: That doesn't mean I'm not letting you fix it up. That means Bulma and Bra.
Simotaneously:{Bulma: YES!!!
{Bra: YES!!!
Pan: Nooo!!!
Narrator: With barbed wire and cow manuer! Ha ha ha ha ha!
Bra: NO!!!
Bulma: NO!!!
Pan: YES!!!
Narrator: Hmmm. This just isn't working out. Pan, I'm sticking you with the boys.
Pan: No! Not the flowery house! No, please no!!!
Narrator: Muwa ha ha ha ha! Now, the first day at the flowery house...
Goku: Weee! Such a nice smell! Don't you just LOVE this house Vegita?
Pan: Hey! Wait a minute! I thought you were going to torture ALL of us! What about Goku? He's happy!
Narrator: He'd be happy ANYWHERE.
Pan: Oh.
Chautzu: I still say this isn't THAT bad.
Tien: Yea. Actually... it's kinda nice.
Narrator: Errr! Baka's! That's it! I'm throwing you two into a volcano! ::picks up Chautzu and Tien and tosses them into a burning volcano::
Tien: No! Ah, the flames!
Chautzu: Too hot! Too hot! Ahhh! Help me, Tien!!!
Narrator: ::evil:: Anyone else like this place?
Goku: Yes!
Narrator: Ok, that's it! I know how to torture you! I'm sending you to get... a shot!
Goku: NOOOOO!!!!!! NOOOO!!!!!! ::runs around in cirlcles:: NO!!! AAAHHHHH!!
Narrator: ::throws Goku into a doctor's office:: Ha ha ha ha ha! Anyone ELSE?
Yamcha: ::scared:: No.
Narrator: Good. Now, as you were.
Vegita: ::in a sick way:: These flowers are making me nausious.
FTrunks: Hey Dad... don't barf on me, ok? I just got my shoes cleaned!
Narrator: Hey, not a bad idea. Vegita, barf on your son.
FTrunks: WHAT?
Vegita: That's stupid.
Narragor: Barf on him or I'll let Funimation take over!
Vegita: FINE! ::barfs on FTrunks::
FTrunks: ::runs off whinning and crying::
Narrator: Ha ha ha ha!
Pan: Hey CTrunks, wanna spar?
Narrator: There will be NO sparring! I have taken away your powers!
Gohan: What?
Goten: Cool!
Narrator: You... like it?
Goten: Yea. I'm always loosing with my powers anyway.
Narrator: Grrr! Then you're getting a shot with your father!
Goten: NOOOOO!!!! Please no!!!
Narrator: ::picks up Goten and tosses him into the doctors office:: Ha ha ha! Well, enough with the boys. Let's see how the girls are doing.
Bra: Talk about a fasion disaster!
Bulma: Lets get some music on. Here's a boom box! ::turns on the boom box, causing an annoying, ear-piercing screech to come from it. Everyone desperately tries to cover their ears::
Marron: Turn it off! Turn it off!
Bulma: ::fumbling with the controlls:: I can't!
Bra: Blast it! Blast it!
18: I'm way ahead of you! ::tries to form a ball of energy, but nothing comes out:: WHAT?
Narrator: ::evil:: Ha ha ha ha! I've taken away your powers! Ha ha ha ha ha!
Videl: The noise... driving... me... insane!
Narrator: Heh heh. Now. let's go back to the boys - and Pan.
Vegita: A-A-ACHOO!
CTrunks: Dad, you ok?
Vegita: ::sickly:: I think I'm allergic to those stupid flowers. A-CHOO!
Narrator: Ha ha, if you think THAT's bad, you should take a look at Pan!
CTrunks: Huh?
Pan: ::is holding onto a window, slowly slipping down, panic in her voice:: Let... me... out... of... here... now...
CTrunks: Panny?
Piccolo: AAAAAAHHHHH!!!!! The music! The sweet, sweet usic! AAAAHHHHH!!!! I can't take it anymore!
CTrunks: Oh, I don't know - this place is kinda nice.
Vegita: ::sickly:: You've got to be kidding! A-CHOO!!
Gohan: No, I agree. It is kinda nice.
Narrator: Oh yea? I'll show YOU nice! :: picks up CTrunks and Gohan and ties to their leg 999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999 pound weights, then tosses them into an ocean:: Swim! Swim! Swim for your lives! Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!
Krillen: ::nervous:: Hey uh, guys? Piccolo's getting kinda steamed...
Yamcha: Yea, he looks like a mad bull.
Krillen: OH NO, HE'S ATTACKING!! AAAAAHHHHHH!!!!
Piccolo: ::crazy:: The music! The music! The sweet, SWEET music! AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! ::begins to foam at the mouth and runs to attack veryone::
Narrator: Well, while Piccolo's engaged in bloodshed, let's check on the girls.
::At the girls house, everyone is dead with many weapons in their backs. The ear-piercing noise is still going in the background::
Narrator: ::not caring:: Oops, guess I left the noise on too long. It looks like they went crazy and killed each other. Oh well, let's go back to the boys, shall we?
::Everyone is dead::
Narrator: ::not caring:: Oops, I guess Piccolo went a little TOO crazy. Oh well, I guess that's the end of the story! G'night everyone! ::waves::