The Ramble Room Olympics
"Citius, Altius, Fortius"
("Faster, Higher, Stronger")
~Hey, do you know what takes place every four years? If you guessed a leap year, you would be right. BUT, I'm talking about the Olympics! Yes indeedy boy and girls, it's that time again, and what better way to celebrate such an occasion then to have an Olympics of your very own.~
Lissa: *sits on the couches edge, tense, staring at the TV* Come on! Skate faster! You gotta get to the goal! *jumps up* Move your American ass!
Sean: *looks up from polishing his sword, annoyed* Damn, what the hell are you screaming about?
Lissa: Hockey!
Sean: ...............
Kenny: *waves a hand in Sean’s face* Shut up, Olympics!
Sean: *rolls eyes and bats Kenny’s hand away*
Meg: *parades into the RR proudly, wearing a baggy jersey with CANADA across the front, singing loudly. Very loudly....* I know this place is where I am! No other place is better than! *waves her arms in the air* No matter where I go I am! Proud to be Can-a-dian! I am! Ya know I am! I am Can-a-dian!
Goten: Ah, our Canadian. How’s it goin‘, eh?
Meg: *sticks her tongue out*
Goten: *sticks out his own*
Meg: Canada rocks.
Lissa: *pounds on her chest, pointing to her U. S .A jersey*
Meg: Boooo!!
Lissa: Don't make me break into Proud To Be An American! I'll do it!
Meg: Canada's better.
Lissa: *chants* U. S. A.!
Meg: CANADA!
Goten: *grins* I wanna play too! *waves his arms around* Go Japan!
Pasha: *sits quietly* ............... *grins and jumps up and down* Russia, Russia, Russia!
Sean: Oh shut the hell up! Russia’s a sore loser, France is a cheater, Canada has no aim in hockey because as you can see, that man missed the net entirely just now.
Meg: *spins and stares at the TV* Ah!! Hockey boy, what are you doing?!
Lissa: *cackles*
Sean: *continues ranting* The American people aren’t the greatest because Germany has more medals than you, and Japan.....is just.......there. Not to mention Korea and their speed skating athletes that throw temper tantrums on the rink. The Olympics are stupid.
Meg, Lissa, Goten, and Pasha: *chuck couch pillows at Sean*
Pasha: Jerk!
Sean: *grumbles*
Lissa: The Olympics are the best.
Sean: Who says?
Lissa: Me and if anyone else disagrees I DARE you to say it out loud.
All: *stay silent*
Lissa: *nods* That’s right.
Gokou: I wanna be in the Olympics! I would win. ^_^
Lissa and Meg: *look at one another*
Trunks: Uh oh.....
Goten: *backing away* They have that strange sparkle in their eyes again......
Meg: Great idea Gokou!
Kenny: No! Canada scored! We’re losing!
Meg: Huh? *looks at TV* Woohoo!! *breaks into a victory dance*
Lissa: As Meg was saying, Gokou, you’re a genius.
Gokou: I am? Wow, that’s so cool.
Lissa: Let’s have our own Olympics!
Pasha: Woo, I’m in!
Ashka: Me too!
Ed: .......
Ashka: Ed says me three!
Goten: u_u
Trunks: Hehe.
Lissa: Great! Hm....now, what sports should we play?
Sean: How about curling for the Canadian.
Meg: *stops dancing* I don’t curl! That’s a stereotype!
Lissa: I don’t know how. I don’t even know the point of curling......
Sean: Which makes it all the better. We curl. Meg can show us how.
Meg: Shut up, Sean!
Lissa: *shrugs* Whatever. Though curling looked really stupid.....
Meg: *rolls eyes* What else should we do?
Lissa: We are so skating!
Trunks: Skating?
Pasha: Yes, skating!
Lissa: Singles or pairs?
Pasha: Both! Wait.....hm....
Lissa and Pasha: *think*
Kenny: I take it Lissa’s obsessed with skating.
Meg: Oh yeah. Big time.
Kenny: And I take it Pasha is too.
Meg: Wow Kenny, very observant.
Kenny: Thank you.
Pasha: Well, I really wanna skate alone but I bet it would be a lot of fun skating with you too, Trunks.
Trunks: *blinks* What?! Whoever said I even wanted to play Olympics in the first place?
Pasha: *tears up* Don’t you love me, Trunks?
Trunks:*panics* Don’t cry Pish, of course I do.
Ashka: *whispers* Poor Trunks, she always does that to him.
Goten: *grins* I know.
Pasha: Then...don’t you want to skate with me?
Trunks: Eh....
Pasha: *whispers* We could start practicing later on today....
Trunks: Oh really?
Lissa: *raises an eyebrow* AHEM, what was that?
Pasha and Trunks: *spin around and look at Lissa*
Meg: *taps her foot*
Pasha: *laughs nervously* I said we should....roast some marshmallows tonight! Everybody......everybody loves a smore.... ^.^;;;
Lissa: Right.
Bulma: Trunks!
Trunks: But, I didn’t do anything....
Goten: *snickers*
Meg: *sighs* So what kind of skating are we doing?
Lissa: Hm....I say....pairs?
Pasha: Yes!
Trunks: ~_~
Goten: Haha.
Ashka: Goten, what color should our outfits be?
Goten: What outfits?
Ashka: We’re entering as a pair, silly. We’ll need matching outfits.
Goten: ............
Ashka: What’s the matter?
Goten: Ash.....we really don’t have to skate. I mean...um....what if you fell......really hard? Besides, we might not win.....
Ashka: Why? Don’t you want to skate with me?!
Goten: I didn’t say that!
Ashka: What?! Am I not good enough to skate with you?!
Goten: No! Ashi, I didn’t mean it like that, I swear!
Ashka: Oh I get what you mean all right! You might as well just take back this ring you bought for me since you obviously don’t love me enough to skate with me in the Ramble Room Olympics!
Meg: *watching* This is quite entertaining.
Lissa: Very much so. How long do you think she’ll keep this yelling up?
Meg: Hm...Goten’s about to crack, so, not much longer.
Goten: Ashka, sweetie, honey, darling, of course I love you! And......and it would mean the world to me if we skated in the Ramble Room Olympics. Whatever makes you happy makes me happy. I live for you!
Ashka: *grins* Great! *hugs him*
Goten: *sighs* Yes....great.....
Meg and Lissa: *snicker*
Trunks: Yes, it is great.
Pasha: Oh yes, very.
Trunks: Very much.
Pasha: Very much, indeed.
Goten: Oh, shut up. ~_~
Trunks and Pasha: *grin*
Gokou: I wanna play bobsled!
Kenny: Bobsledding! Woohoo! Rock on little men crammed into a sled!
Lissa: So....we bobsled?
Meg: *nods* We bobsled.
Lissa: Three sports, that good enough?
Meg: Yup, don’t want too many, we might get.....angry.
Lissa: And annoyed.
Meg: That too....
Gokou: By the way, who’s Bob?
ChiChi: Oh, Gokou. u.u
Gokou: What?
~And so, the Ramble Room Olympics begin. Their three sports: Curling, Skating, and Bobsledding. The girls start gathering the equipment needed for the games and since the real things aren’t available, they improvise and gather whatever looks like it‘ll work. Curling will be done first, upon Sean’s request. He wants to see Meg’s “mad Curling skills”....~
~Outside~
Gohan: So uh....this is how it’s done?
Meg: Um....no.
Gohan: Then why are you guys spreading out that Slip ‘n Slide thing?
Meg: Because we don’t have a giant rink of ice.
Gohan: Well, we could.
Meg: How do you figure?
Gohan: *points to Ashka*
Ashka: *chases a squirrel* Come back, squirrely!!
Meg: *sighs* It’s too late, I already took my time setting everything up, so we’re using it.
Gohan: Oh, fine.
~Sprawled out on the lawn is a large Slip ‘n Slide water mat. Two piles of massive hams with team colored staple guns tied to them as handles sits by it.~
Videl: Ya know, I still don’t see the point of using these hams. Can’t we use......big rocks or something? Hey wait, don’t Curlers use rocks to play this game?
Ashka: *blinks* Meg, where did all these hams come from anyway?
Meg: I don’t know.......
Ashka: ...........
Meg: Ya know what, big rocks just weren’t available. Besides, ham will be easier to play with.
Videl and Ashka: *look at one another*
Videl: How do you figure?
Meg: It just WILL, ok? *twitch*
Videl: Okie...
Lissa: *scowls, staring at the ham piles*
Meg: What’s wrong with you?
Lissa: I hate ham.
Meg: *sighs*
Pasha: So uh, how do we play this stupid game?
Lissa: I don’t know, it’s stupid.
Pasha: Yeah, I just said that.
Lissa: Well, so did I.
Pasha: *sighs* This is stupid.
Lissa: Yeah, it is. Ham is stupid too.
Pasha: Ham? You’re stupid.
Lissa: You’re stupider.
Pasha: You’re the stupidest!
Meg: Shut up!
Lissa: *whispers* Stupidest times 10!
Pasha: *whispers back* Stupidest times 20!
Meg: Damnit! Knock it off.
Ashka: *runs over to Meg* Don’t we need teams?
Meg: Yeah.
Ashka: Vejita! Be on my team!
Vejita: Shut up, annoying girl. Go frolic with your squirrels.
Ashka: I will and I’ll make Betty come after you! She’ll tear your eyes out and then eat your nose!
Vejita: *rolls his eyes and walks away*
Ashka: Yeah whatever! I didn’t want you on my team anyway, I was just kidding!
Lissa: Piccolo, you’re on my team.
Piccolo: *raises an eyebrow*
Lissa: Glad you see it my way.
Piccolo: *sighs*
Roshi: I’ll be on your team!
Lissa: Roshi, darling, you’re much to old to play such a dangerous sport. I wouldn’t want you hurting yourself. Do you think you could please watch from a distance and cheer me on?
Roshi: Darling? I’m your darling?
Lissa: .........Why......um......maybe....
Roshi: I will do anything for you.
Lissa: Then that means you’ll sit way over there and cheer for me?
Roshi: Of course. Whatever pleases you, my pet.
Lissa: Thanks....
Roshi: *frolics off to the picnic table*
Meg: *watches* What’d you do?
Lissa: I played nice. Though....I feel so dirty now.....
Meg: Hm.... *spots Gero running towards her*
Lissa: Call him......precious.
Meg: That’s completely disgusting, but....I have no choice?
Lissa: Unless you want him on your team, play nice.
Meg: .......Gross. *walks over to Gero*
~Later on, two teams were created, Team Lissa and Team Meg. Team Lissa consists of players: Lissa, Pasha, Trunks, Gohan, Piccolo, ChiChi, and Sean. Team Meg consists of players: Meg, Ashka, Goten, Gokou, Videl, Bulma, and Kenny. Gero, Roshi, Yamcha, and Tien are off by the picnic table armed with large pompoms to cheer on their girls and Chaozu is sitting by Meg’s team doing his best to piss Meg off. And Vejita is off sleeping somewhere....~
Meg: *counting* Now that I’m thinking about it, there’s too many people on our teams.
Sean: I thought you didn’t curl.
Meg: I don’t.
Sean: So then how do you know how many people are supposed to be on a team?
Meg: Would you cut it out.
Sean: *grins*
Kenny: We have to light the torch before we begin!
Lissa: That’s right! We need a torch.....um, where can we get one?
Meg: What can we put some fire in that’s not flammable?
Lissa: Um...
Pasha: *walks over to a tree and sets its leaves on fire*
Gokou: Fire!
Lissa: Pasha! What the hell did you do that for?!
Pasha: Hell~o, you said you wanted a torch. Well, there’s your torch. I swear, you guys make no sense sometimes.
Lissa: But....we didn’t even get to run around the yard like the carriers do!
Meg: Lissa! She set the tree on fire!
Sean: *scoffs* Pyro.
Pasha: Weakling!
Sean: *gasps*
Meg: Oh calm down. Jeez, you baby. Stop whining.
Sean: Hmph.
Meg: Anyway, I see you don’t care about the tree.
Lissa: Hm.....well, I feel bad for it now cause it’s dying.
Meg: *rolls her eyes* Yes, how sad.....
Lissa: *picks up a branch and holds it up the flames*
Others: *blink*
Lissa: *pulls out a mini radio and puts a tape into it*
Ashka: What’s she doing?
Pasha: *shrugs*
Lissa: *presses play and the Olympic theme plays loudly*
Meg: o.O
Ashka and Pasha: *sway to the music*
Gokou: *dances*
Lissa: *runs away with the burning branch*
Kenny: She’s the torch bearer.....
Meg: I can see that....
Yamcha: *watching from the picnic table* See how gracefully she runs?
Roshi: *nods* A true beauty.
Sean: I can’t believe she actually taped the song.
Lissa: *runs back*
Pasha: *extinguishes the tree* I think it would mean more to Lissa if she lit it herself.
Trunks: Aw, how sweet of you.
Pasha: I know. ^.^
Lissa: *throws the burning branch onto the half dead tree*
Pasha: *sets the tree on fire again, creating a huge explosion to add flavor to the ceremony* I’m such a good girl. *grins*
Trunks: *pats Pasha’s head*
Lissa: Woo!! Now the Olympics can begin!
Others: *cheer*
~Well, the torch has been lit and the first game is set and ready to be played. Which team will win the gold medal and which will get silver? ......Wait a minute, what happened to bronze? *shrugs* Anyway, how will the game go? How will the other two games go? ....Maybe we should just get on with it?~
Meg: I think that’s a good idea. You’re taking way to damn long.
~Ok fine, click on to part two and see what happens during the Ramble Room Olympics~
