A Self-Insertion for those who just can't take it any more
Scott Douglas Davidson
Warnings: Vegeta being himself. That's about it.
Disclaimer: If DBZ was mine I'd be a canon character.
Feedback: Constructive criticism is encouraged.
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Scott groaned. His back ached and the sunlight was so bright that it hurt through his eyelids. Beh. He rolled over in the grass, the smell suddenly making him want to retch.
"Erg... Freshly cut grass... I always hated that smell." Scott opened his eyes to find himself in the middle of a blooming meadow, near an evergreen forest. There was no cut grass in sight, rather, the smell was coming from the crushed grass underneath him.
"Geh, my own fault. This is boring, I hope I meet up with a regular character soon."
*BOOM*
"What was that?!" Scott looked frantically around as more explosions sounded, seeming off in the distance, though he couldn't make out the direction for some reason.
A searing bolt of energy embedded itself in the ground next to his foot.
"YIPE!" He made three and a half feet straight back on that jump. He shot his gaze heavenward, and made out two figures high up in the air, throwing powerful ki blasts at one another.
"...Be careful what you wish for..." Scott muttered bitterly, then sighed and turned his attention to the figures about him.
"WATCH IT YOU BAKA!" Scott yelled in the voice usually reserved for angry women. Both combatants immediately froze to see who would dare yell at them in that tone of voice, one looked confused, the other very angry.
"Hey Goku, Vegeta." Scott grinned at the two as they descended down, landing next to him in the meadow "Nice weather for a spar?"
"Hai! Who are you?" Goku smiled at the young boy.
"Hn." Vegeta commented.
"Name's Scott Douglas Davidson. I'm here to help stop all you people from being so stupid." Scott grinned devilishly at the two Saiyajin towering above him (yes, even Vegeta was taller than Scott).
"Hn, that baka'll need it." Vegeta glared pointedly over at Goku.
"Who said just Goku? You need some straightening out too, prince-boy." Scott chuckled low in his throat.
"WHAT?!" Vegeta picked Scott up by his collar and held him up so their eyes met "You just made a very bad mistake, boy." Vegeta was about to rip Scott limb from limb, when Goku plucked the boy from Vegeta's hands and set him back on the grass.
"You ok?" Goku asked Scott, who brushed his shirt down.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Prince-boy can't hurt me." Scott let a cocky grin settle onto his face, one that looked unnervingly like Vegeta just before a battle.
"I can very well make you wish I would end your miserable life, human!" Vegeta snapped, Scott just shrugged briefly and, grabbing one of Goku's shoulders, vaulted up to ride piggyback on the taller Saiyajin.
"Huh?" Goku blinked, turning his head to look up at the boy sitting on his shoulders "Uh, what are you doing up there?"
"Sitting! Now, I'm gonna need a place to stay while I'm in this universe, and I don't have any cash, could you recommend a place?" Scott activated Goku's 'sucker gene' with a bit of a whine to the tone and a touch of apparent helplessness. Goku fell for it hook, line, and sinker. Vegeta just snorted and left, annoyed with the whole situation.
"Hrmph. Veggie is a grump as always." Scott sighed as Goku went on about how it would be neat having a visitor in the house since they have a spare bedroom and Gohan might like a friend and Chi-chi cooks great food and... Scott accepted the offer and quickly tuned the chatty Saiyajin out as he was carried to the house he'd be a guest at for the next indeterminable amount of time.
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Hey! don't dismiss it as a lost cause yet! I'm not done!
...Anyway, don't forget to
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