| Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ. 'nuff said. *** Okay�thanks goes out to Megan who came up with the idea to get some o� da DBZ characters drunk� DBZ: THE OTHER DIMENSION CHAPTER 2 �Hey all! I�m home from school!� I shouted. �Nyah,� everyone else replied. �Hello to you, too. What are you guys so enthralled with?� I asked, setting my book bag on the ground, pouring a glass of orange juice and sitting down to see what they were watching on TV. �Jerry Springer,� Vegeta says quickly. �These weaklings don�t know what a fight is.� I laughed. Gohan asked for a sip of orange juice from my cup which I /gladly/ give to him. We�re drinking out of the same cup! Be still my heart! Well, it�s been three weeks now, it�s a Friday, and I want to do something devilish. �Alright guys, I�m going to take a nice relaxing bath, make dinner, and then-� �Do you have to announce everything that you do?� Vegeta asked annoyed. I decided not to answer that but instead grabbed some straight liquor from the cabinet. <hee hee> �Alright fine. Change of plans.� I tossed the bottle to Vegeta who caught it reflexively. �Is that alcohol?� Gohan asked in disbelief as Yamcha stood up. �No one can out-drink me!� Vegeta glared at him. �You�re on. Kids, leave the room!� This should be fun. I surveyed the room. Piccolo and Dende didn't drink, Yamcha and Vegeta were about to start a contest, and if Vegeta was in it, Goku would probably join. Mirai, Videl, and Gohan were laughing their heads off predicting what the hell would happen, Roshi wasn�t there, #18 was destroying something outside, and Bulma and Chi-Chi were bracing themselves, preparing to see their husbands make an ass of themselves. Five minutes later. Goku was sprawled over the couch, liquor soaking his gi. "This is is fun!" He shouted. "Try some Gohan!" He tossed the bottle to Gohan. "Um..." Gohan began. Vegeta smirked. "You're boy's too afraid Kakarott." At that Gohan set his face in determination and took a swig. "Burns the throat!" He whispered hoarsely. At that exact moment Vegeta cracked an empty bottle over Yamcha's head. Yamcha just laughed uncontrollably... maybe this wan't such a good idea after all... Five minutes later. Mirai and Bulma had now joined in the drinking fun. Mirai took out his sword and started to slash absently at the air above Vegeta's head. Vegeta's only response was to wave his hand around his face as if he were warding off a buzzing fly. Goku took a swig of his drink then passed it to Bulma. He ran over to Mirai and started to try and steal his sword. Yamcha hiccupped and brought more of the alcoholic beverage to his lips. Vegeta repeated this movement. Goku punched out Mirai's lights and grabbed his sword, screaming "I'm the Saiyan of the World!" Vegeta heard this and stood up. "How dare you challenge me!" He slurred. Goku giggled. "Come on, Veg. I'm stronger than you. you know that. I know that." Vegeta sighed and sat down. Yamcha collapsed to the ground. Vegeta immediately stood up. "I win!" Five minutes later. Chi-Chi was now intoxicated as well. And her and Bulma were arguing over who had the strongest husband. "We've had this discussion before, missy and my Goku�s stronger!" Bulma shook her head and poured liquor over Chi-Chi's head chanting, "I don't think so. I don't think so..." Chi-Chi grabbed the bottle out of Bulma's hand, took a drink, and threw it to the floor. "Listen, bitch. MY HUSBAND IS STRONGER!" Bulma was taken aback. "Are you calling me a bitch, bitch?" "Are you calling ME a bitch?" "Yeah, I am." "Bring it on!" Vegeta snorted, drunkenly. "Jerry! Jerry!" Heehee. This is so wrong, it's funny. Five minutes later. Gohan tilted his head back and held his arm straight towards the ceiling, tipping the liquor bottle, creating a stream on the liquid that ran straight to his mouth. "Gohan!" I shouted. He looked at me blankly. "Ha!" He exclaimed. "And Vegeta said I couldn't drink!" "Great," I said sarcastically. "Just one question. Do you like Videl?" "OF COURSE!" Gohan handed his bottle to me and slung his arm around Videl. "I like Videl!" He said. "GOHAN ADMITS IT! HE LIKES VIDEL" I shouted. This fact kicked Gohan out of his drunken state. "WHAT!? I DID NOT! Um... no offense Videl." "YES YOU DID! YOU SAID IT! I KNEW IT: YOU LIKE HER! " I said. Everyone's thoughts were distracted as Goku punted Vegeta into the ceiling. "WANNA TAKE THIS OUTSIDE?" Vegeta exclaimed to Goku when he landed. Goku shrugged. "FINE BY ME!" "Crud," I stated. "SOMEONE GET THE TRANQUILIZER GUN!" Gohan shouted. Five minutes later. "Yeah, I'm sorry man," Goku said, hugging Vegeta. "Me, too," Vegeta responded, backing away. They both smiled and grabbed a fresh case of liquor. Gohan tilted his head. "Wow...that was..." "Yeah?" I asked. "Messed up." "Yeah." Five minutes later. "MY HUSBAND IS DENDE DAMNED STRONGER!" Bulma screamed. "I DON'T THINK SO!" Chi-Chi screeched. Let's not go barking up that tree again. Five minutes later. Vegeta was sitting against the couch, clutching his stomach, but still swigging away. He's drunk, let's have fun. "Hey, Vegeta!" I called. "You know how Gohan is half-Saiyan?" He grunted. "Well," I continued. "How much of a Saiyan are you?" "Really really really," He replied. "Really, really, really what?" "Saiyan." I nod. "Okay, Vegeta's really, really, really Saiyan... hm..." I thought for a minute. "What's it like to be Saiyan?" I asked. "It's like being ... Saiyan." Mmmmmmhmmmmm. It's all clear now. "Okay, last question Vegeta," I said. "Do you like maraschino cherries?" "Possibly, but I'm not going to tell." Okay, enough of that...it was getting freaky. Five minutes later. Goku kept a steady stream of liquor pouring down his throat. "Ya know what I wanna do?" He asked. "What?" I answered. "Build a boat." "Yeah..." "And make it a house." "Right..." "Like one of those boat-houses." "Um... whatever floats your boat." "LIQUOR!" Five minutes later. Mirai woke up from his concussion as Yamcha did the same. Goku and Vegeta had now passed out. "HEY!" Mirai said to Yamcha. "HEY!" Yamcha said to Mirai. They both sat down, their speech still slurred by alcohol. "You know...." Mirai began. "If you would have stayed with my mom then I wouldn't have been born." Mirai found this fact hilarious and began to crack up. Yamcha stared at him. Oh! That's not right. "Dude that's not funny. If You hadn't been born you're timeline would be doo <hiccup> med and everyone would be..." "What?" Mirai asked. "Be..." "What?" "Be..." What?" "Be..." "What?" "Be..." What?" "Be..." "What?" "Be..." What?" �Dead?� I offered/ �Yeah!� They both exclaimed. That's still not right. *** Forty five minutes of drinking fun. Okay, you guys, if I can come up with crap like this, what have I been learning in school?! Is it even relevant? Pertinent? I dunno. But I do know I want one of those boat-houses� |