~*covers ears* It's unusually loud in the RR today. Ya know...it can never be normal. It's always really loud or really quiet. Anyway... Ever since all the chars woke up there's been nothing but screaming, yelling, and plenty of doors being slammed. Who's responsible for the noise? Not everyone. Only four of the ramble chars are yelling their heads off. Why? Who knows. I sure don't. But...I did hear something about Saturday's are better than Sunday's. o.O Or something....~
~Muffled yelling~
Gohan: *looks up from his magazine* That yelling has been going on for a while. Who’s responsible for it?
Piccolo: *meditating* Your brother.
Gohan: Goten?
Sean: *polishing his sword* And Ashka, and Trunks, and Pasha. They’ve been arguing about everything possible since they woke up. *stops* It’s really starting to get annoying. Though...I never knew Ashka could have flames in her eyes. I thought that was Pasha’s trick.
Gohan: Nah, everyone’s quite capable of it.
Sean: *thinks* Ya know, you’re right. Meg does it all the time.
Gohan: *nods*
Ashka’s voice: I hate you! Forever!
Goten‘s voice: But I told you it wasn’t my fault!
Videl: What are they yelling about this time? Peanut butter?
Sean: Wouldn’t be surprised.
Lissa: *walks in, annoyed, carrying a book* I don’t wanna read!
Sean: So don’t.
Lissa: *plops next to Sean on the couch* I have to.
Sean: Who made it a law?
Lissa: *pouts* My school.
Sean: So quit.
Lissa: Oh yeah. That’s what I’ll do.
Sean: I’m a genius. Say “thank you, Sean, thank you for your wisdom”.
Lissa: *rolls her eyes*
Gohan: What are you reading?
Lissa: I don’t know. Something about beans.
Those in the RR: o.O
Piccolo: *meditates*
Lissa: The Bean Trees.
Sean: Sounds dumb.
Lissa: Yeah well, I wouldn’t know, I didn’t even start it yet.
Gohan: I thought you had to read?
Lissa: I do....I’m just...preparing. Getting myself ready for reading mode.
Sean: *looks at it* Looks long.
Lissa: I know ~.~ 300 plus pages of crap about trees of beans. Or...whatever it’s about.
Meg: *walks in, wearing her birthday coat, overhearing the conversation* Reading’s not bad. And no, Ashka was yelling about crayons. *twirls* Hehe, I look so awesome. *poses*
Lissa: *grins*
Videl: Damn.
Lissa: I’m picky at what I read.... Besides, this is forced reading. Forced reading isn’t enjoyable.
Meg: *rolls her eyes*
Lissa: *reads* “I have been afraid of putting air in a tire ever since I saw a tractor tire blow up and throw Newt Hardbine’s father over the top of the Standard Oil sign.”
Sean: Hm...that could be a great trick to play on someone... Have them pump air in a tire and then....BOOM! Heh heh....
Lissa: *sighs* I’ll read later. *puts it down*
Pasha’s voice: Yeah?! You think so?! I’d like to see you try!
Ashka’s voice: Come over here and I will!
Pasha’s voice: I come any closer to you and that pretty little face of yours will be on the floor!
Goten’s voice: Asshole!
Trunks’ voice: Me?! Bastard!
All in the RR: o.O
ChiChi: Did my son just say “asshole”?
Gokou: I think that’s what he said....
ChiChi: *gasps* Oh, Goten!
Vejita: *laughs*
Bulma: What’s so funny? Did you hear what Trunks just said?
Vejita: *nods* He sounded just like me. I’m so proud.
Bulma: *sighs*
Meg: The hell? *gets up and walks towards the kitchen*
Lissa: Enter with caution.
Meg; *opens the door and peeks in* AH! *slams the door shut just as a plate crashes against it*
ChiChi: *leaps to her feet* My good China!
Gokou: Don’t worry ChiChi, I’m sure it was only a normal plate.
Lissa: Normal!? Money was spent on those normal plates!
Chaozu: *floats by* Damn. Almost had a Meg full of broken plate bits. So close.
Meg: Get out of my site, you beaver.
Chaozu: Crack whore.
Meg: *ignores* From what I saw, they all hate each other. And I don’t think the subject is about crayons anymore.
Videl: No way.
Meg: *nods*
Lissa: Those were some nasty insults....
Sean: Who threw the plate? Wait! Lemme guess.... Um.....Pasha.
Meg: Yeah.
Lissa: And we’re just gonna sit here and let them destroy the kitchen?
Kenny: I don’t care. Not my responsibility.
Sean: It should be. That’s where you spend most of your time.
Kenny: Damn it, Sean!
Lissa: *sighs* Oh, shut up, both of you.
~Kitchen door opens~
All: *stare*
Pasha, Ashka, Goten, and Trunks: *walk out*
All 4: *glare at one another*
Ashka: That’s it! We’re through Goten! I don’t ever want to see your ugly face again!
Goten: That’s fine with me! I’m sick of your stupid little face anyway!
Ashka: And Pasha! You suck!
Pasha: Go to hell! And You! *stares at Trunks* I don’t know what I was thinking when I said I’d marry you! Someone oughta slap me!
Trunks: I’m the one who should be slapped! Asking a....a.....*clenches his fists*....a whore like you to marry me!
Pasha: *’s eyes flare up in flames* *grabs Goten’s arm* From now on, I’m with Goten! He’s a lot more sweeter than you’ll ever be! *looks at him and lowers her voice* Of course....if that’s ok with you?
Sean: *whispers* Hey look. There go her eyes again.
Meg: *whispers back* Shut up! Trunks just called her a whore!
Goten: *wraps his other arm around her waist* I’d rather be with someone like you than a reject like Ashka any day.
Ashka and Trunks: *their eyes flare up in flames as well*
Pasha: My thoughts exactly.
Ashka and Trunks: *grab each other*
Trunks: And I’ll have Ashka to tell me how much I really mean to her, unlike you ever did!
Ashka: As of now, you can just call me Ashka Briefs!
Pasha: Like I care! A name like Son Pasha washes yours out any day!
All 4: *growl*
Goten: Come on, Pish. Let’s go.
Ashka: Trunks, we’ve got more important things to do than hang around those two!
All 4: *leave*
Those remaining in the RR: *stare dumbfounded*
Lissa: Did....did that just happen?
Kenny: *pinches Lissa*
Lissa: Ow!
Kenny: You’re not dreaming, so it happened.
Lissa: Gee, thanks.
Kenny: No problem.
Meg: We can’t let this happen! This is so....wrong!
Lissa: No kidding! If they think I’m rewriting those stories featuring them, they’ve got another thing coming!
Meg: v.v That’s not what I meant Lissa....
Lissa: What? Oh, yeah, I knew that.
Vejita: Who cares. It’s not like it matters who Trunks is with.
Sean: You DO realize what just happened, don’t you?
Vejita: The four of them screamed and yelled and then stormed off. Am I supposed to care?
Sean: You obviously weren’t paying attention.
Vejita: It was nonsense, of course I didn’t.
Bulma: *stares at a wall, almost wanting to slam her head into it*
Kenny: Trunks and Ashka are an item now. Do you know what that means?
Vejita: *‘s widen and he inhales deeply, almost in outrage*
Kenny: Yup. If we don’t fix things now, you’ll have to hear Ashka singing and dancing and talking to Ed every day for the rest of your life.
Vejita: *slams his hands onto his chairs armrests* Woman! This ends now!
Meg: That’s the spirit Vejita!
ChiChi: Yes! We have to restore our boys relationship with Ashka before that slut turns him into some kind of pimp!
All: *look at ChiChi*
ChiChi: *sweatdrops* Did I say slut? I meant....um...before something really horrible happens to all four of them! ^.^;;;;;;
Lissa: *hangs head* Even ChiChi called her slutty.
Meg: It’s ok Lissy, everyone still loves Pish.
Yamcha: *runs to Lissa’s side* Don’t weep my angel. When you cry, so do the heavens! *hugs her*
Roshi: Then perhaps you and I could go off to that closet over there and...
~Smack!~
Roshi: *falls back into the couch*
Lissa: *tosses aside her book* Hey. This DID come in handy for something. ^.^
Meg: *rolls her eyes*
~Else where, Ashka and Trunks have retreated to the couches near the TV with the game systems. They both look hurt and royally pissed off.~
Both: *hear footsteps approaching*
Trunks: *realizes who they are* .....Both our exes are coming. What do you say we give them a show?
Ashka: Sounds good to me.
Both: *leap on each other and start going at it like the Earth was on the brink of exploding*
Pasha: *walks passed the two and gasps*
Goten: What’s wrong, Pish? *follows and gasps also*
Trunks: *looks up* Do you mind? We’re busy.
Ashka: Hm, Trunks....don’t waste your time... *pulls him back down, wrapping her leg around his waist*
Pasha: *’s face reddens, but exhales, and relaxes a second later* Hm..... *rips her shirt off and swings it on her finger* Come on, Goten. Let’s go back to my room.
Goten: *looks away from Ash, and grins* The faster the better.... *scoops Pasha up in his arms and carries her away*
Trunks and Ashka: *watch, horrified*
~Pasha’s shirt lands on Trunks’ head~
Trunks: *rips it off, chews it, and growls*
Lissa and Meg: *walk in*
Trunks and Ashka: *look up in surprise*
Ashka: *waves timidly*
Trunks: *still has the shirt hanging out of his mouth*
Lissa and Meg: *scream*
Piccolo: *runs in* What’s the mat.................
Ashka: ^.^;;; Hi....Piccy-poo.
Piccolo: Eh.... *leaves*
Trunks: *climbs off Ashka*
Meg: *taps her foot*
Trunks and Ashka: *look at the ground*
Lissa: *rips the shirt out of Trunks’ mouth* What‘s wrong with the two of you? No...let me rephrase that. The four of you! Why are you ALL acting like such babies? Screaming and yelling and throwing PLATES that cost MONEY!? *eye twitches*
Meg: Speaking of....isn’t that Pasha’s shirt?
Lissa: What? *looks at it* Yeah.
Ashka: Hmph. *folds her arms across her chest* She and Goten went off to our room.
Meg: Oh God...
Lissa: *runs*
Ashka: It’s not like I care anyway... I have Trunks. *snuggles up against him*
Trunks: *holds her* Yeah. Screw them.
Meg: I’m sure. So, what happened? Why are you all mad?
Both: *overlap each other’s yelling*
Ashka: .....Pasha called Ed stupid!
Trunks: .......Goten hit me with the video game controller again!
Ashka: ......Nobody calls Ed stupid!
Trunks: ......He hit me for the last time!
Ashka: .....Then Goten said I was giving him a head ache!
Trunks: .......Pasha decides to call me a baby!
Meg: *massages her temples* All right, all right. Calm down.
Both: *continue yelling*
Meg: *snarls* All RIGHT!! Damn!
Both: *quiet down*
Trunks: *blinks* You just sounded like Seifer.
Meg: *perks up* I did? Really?
Trunks: Yeah.
Meg: Awesome. ^.^ Must be the coat. *zones out, admiring it again*
Trunks: *hides a grin* *quietly* At least she’s off my back now...
Ashka: *still pissed* Yeah, whatever! I hate Pasha and I hate Goten and I don’t care if they both just drop dead right now.
Meg: *snaps out of it* What?
Trunks: Ditto!
Both: *get up and leave*
Meg: *sighs heavily*
~In Pasha and Ashka’s room, Lissa managed to get there in time before anything happened all four of them would regret. Both were still on fire and ended up storming away, leaving Lissa in the dust. She and Meg later met up in the RR.~
Kenny: So, how did Operation Patch Things Up go?
Meg: *lays on the couch with her eyes closed* Shut up, Kenny.
Lissa: It didn’t go anywhere. They’re all being stubborn and won’t listen to either of us.
Meg: *nods* The only things I got out of Ash and Trunks were angry shouts about Ed isn’t stupid, Trunks was hit, The purple crayon broke, Goten cheated, cake isn’t better than pie, it’s Pasha’s fault the sun isn’t out, and the word laminoodle IS funny. *looks at Lissa* What about you?
Lissa: I got about as far as you did. Sprinkles taste good, the window should be closed, Trunks made Pasha throw the plate, Ashka talks to Ed more than Goten sometimes, yellow flowers smell nicer than blue ones, and the word liboslosh is funnier. Not to mention strawberry ice cream is better than chocolate.
Sean: *laughs to himself*
Gokou: Well, that’s not going to help solve this problem, now is it?
Meg: No. It’s not.
Vejita: *gets up*
All: *watch*
Bulma: Vejita...where are you going?
Vejita: *no answer*
Lissa: *blinks and looks at Meg*
Meg: *shrugs*
~Around the site our four bickering buddies are once again on top of one another, in attempts of making the other jealous.~
Ashka: *nibbles Trunks’ ear, staring at Goten*
Goten: *glares back and works his way down Pasha’s neck*
Pasha and Trunks: *eye each other*
Vejita: *barges in*
All 4: *scatter*
Trunks: Tousan?
Vejita: I’ve had about enough of this. You four into the RR. Now.
Pasha: Hmph.
Vejita: Now!
Pasha: .........
All 4: *leave*
Vejita: *follows*
Those in the RR: *watch as they all file in and take a seat*
Meg: Vejita’s helping?
Lissa: Who knew?
Bulma: *grins*
Kenny: He’s only helping because he doesn’t want to put up with Ashka later on in life.
Lissa: *whacks Kenny with a couch cushion*
Kenny: -_-
Vejita: Now. Enough childishness. Stop acting like little brats and explain yourselves.
All 4: *babble at once*
Vejita: *grabs Goten and holds him above the floor* One more outburst like that and the toad is dead.
Other 3: *fall quiet*
ChiChi: Get your hands off my son!
Gokou: It’s ok ChiChi, he doesn’t mean it. *blinks* I don’t think he means it.....
Vejita: All right. Who or what started this?
Pasha: Ed.
Ashka: He did not!
Gohan: Oh, God. Ed started it. That’s a laugh.
Pasha: Ashka was saying things like “Ed says blah blah blah” and “Ed says this and that” and she said something Ed said that started the whole thing because it got one of us mad, who in turn got someone else mad, and so on and so on. Eh....what a mouth full....
Goten: Yeah.... It was Ed.
Ashka: See! There you go again! Cracking on Ed!
Goten: I wasn’t cracking on Ed.
Ashka: You all picked on Ed, that’s why I yelled.
Goten: You yelled over why cake was better than pie!
Ashka: Only because someone brought it up!
Trunks: And then you kept yelling and yelling and yelling....
Pasha: Oh, look who’s talking mister “stop hitting me with the controller, Goten!!!!!!”. I remember you yelling rather loudly for like.....10 minutes straight.
Trunks: Well damn, it was pissing me off. How about I come over there and beat you over the head with one a couple of times? And in the same spot?!
Vejita: Silence! Trunks! *covers his face with his other hand* This is a disgrace. As your mother would say, act your age.
All 4: *fall silent again*
Trunks: v_v
Lissa: So....you argued over Ed and then started throwing random screams about crayons and windows at each other out of anger, deepening the argument?
Goten: N- .......Maybe..... Ok, yes, now that I’m thinking about it. And um, Vejita, could you uh...put me down now?
Vejita: What? Oh. *drops him*
Goten: *lands with a thud* *groans and rubs his side*
Ashka: *hops off the couch and scrambles over to Goten* Goten, you ok?
Goten: Yeah. *eyes the floor shamefully* Ashi....I didn’t mean to call you a reject.
Ashka: *smiles softly* You didn’t?
Goten: No... And your face isn’t stupid either. Do you think....you could forgive me? I was really terrible. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean any of it.
