Ashka: *gets in Trunks’ face* You’re going down! Way, way down!
Trunks: I know, Ash, I know.
Ashka: That’s right! You beware boy, you’re gonna LOSE!
Goten: Yup, that’s right hon, come on now....let’s go over to our team. *drags her away*
Pasha: How do we play this game anyway? Were the rules explained and I missed it or something? *thinks* How many times have I asked this?
Trunks: I don’t know. I still don’t see why we’re even playing this one to begin with.
Pasha: Cause we have to respect the ways of our Canadian webmistress.
Meg: And how many times do I have to say that not ALL Canadian’s curl, that’s a stereotype!!
Trunks and Pasha: Sure.
Meg: u.u *groans*
Lissa: Can we get started now?
Meg: Yes.
Sean: Great. Time to see those skills.
Meg: *sighs* I’m gonna pretend I didn’t hear that.
Sean: *grins*
Bulma: *looking at the pile of hams* So uh, what do we do?
Meg: Um....I’m not really sure.
Sean: What do you mean you’re not sure? You’re supposed to know how to do this.
Meg: Shut up, Sean!
Goten: Why don’t you just explain what you know.
Meg: Well, *looks around nervously*
All: *stare*
Meg: Hm.....ok this is what we do. We take the hams here *picks one up* and.....then we.....*looks around and walks over to the water mat*.....throw them down the Slip ‘n Slide and try to get them in the bulls-eye we painted. You follow?
All: *nod*
Meg: Great. ^.^;;;; Then the other team tries to knock the opposing ham out of the bulls-eye. Oh! And other people run with the ham.....cheering it on.
Lissa: What?
Meg: *nods*
Lissa: I thought you used a little broom to make it go faster? Though I don’t understand why someone would think that....
Meg: You do that too.
Pasha: So we sweep the grass and praise the speeding ham to make it go faster?
Meg: No, you sweep the Slip n’ Slide.
Pasha: Oh.
Videl: To score points?
Meg: Uh....exactly!
Videl: Ok, I see. So basically, this is just like playing darts, only with hams on a Slip n’ Slide and some yelling?
Bulma: Kind of like bowling, it looks like.
Meg: Right!
Lissa: Something tells me I should have paid more attention to Curling.
Meg: Yeah well, ya didn’t, no use crying about it. I know what I’m talking about, so it doesn’t matter.
Ashka: Are you sure? This seems.....kinda funny.
Meg: Of course I’m sure. I am the Canadian, am I not?
All: Hm....yeah...
Meg: That’s right.
Trunks: Are there are lot of drug dealers in Canada?
Meg: What?
Trunks: Never mind. Forget I asked.
Meg: *eyes Trunks* Good idea.
Gokou: How many points are there?
Meg: Um, the outer ring is....ten, the middle is......twenty, and the third one is thirty.
Chaozu: I bet you’re wrong.
Meg: I’m not wrong.
Chaozu: I bet you have no idea what you’re talking about, whore.
Meg: Shut up you mass of weasel shit!
Chaozu: Wad of elephant diarrhea!
Meg: *stuffs a ham down Chaozu’s throat* EAT SOME HAM!
Chaozu: *gags*
Tien: *watching from the bench* What’s Chaozu doing?
Yamcha: It appears he’s eating some ham.
Tien: I didn’t know Chaozu liked ham.
Yamcha: Me either. Though, it doesn’t look like he’s enjoying it.
Tien: You’re right. I guess he doesn’t like it that much after all.
Yamcha: I guess not.
Kenny: Woo, let’s get started!
~And so the teams assemble. A coin is flipped and Meg’s team goes first.~
Ashka: Score! I wanna throw the ham first.
Meg: Ok. Goten and Kenny, you be the sweepers and Gokou and Videl can be the cheering people. Bulma and I will wait till our next throw.
Goten and Kenny: *hold their brooms*
Ashka: *studies the bulls-eye* All right, let’s do it. *pulls her arm back and lets the ham fly*
Goten and Kenny: *follow it while sweeping furiously*
Gokou: Come on hammy, you can do it! Go faster, you can win!
Videl: Uh yeah.....go hammy.
Kenny: Gehn...my arm is tired.
Meg: *covers her mouth, her face turning red*
Lissa:*eyes Meg* I don’t think anyone’s supposed to cheer the ham on.
Pasha: Probably not.
~The ham stops on the middle ring~
Ashka: Yes! 20 points! Beat that, Trunks!
Goten: Ashy, shh.
Trunks: *glares* I’m throwing the ham.
Lissa: Be my guest.....
Pasha: Remember Trunks, control the anger.
Lissa: Pasha, Gohan, you’re the sweepers, Piccolo and Sean you’re the cheerers.
Sean: What? Can’t I sweep or something?
Lissa: No.
Sean: But....
Lissa: No! Piccolo’s cheering too so get over it!
Sean: Hmph.
Lissa: Throw the ham, Trunks.
Trunks: *aims and fires*
Pasha and Gohan: *sweep like mad*
Pasha: *running* Trunks! You threw it too hard!
Piccolo: *walks along* Yay ham.
Sean: You’re number one ham.
Lissa: That’s not very enthusiastic!
Sean: *waves his arms around*
Lissa: *rolls her eyes*
~The ham flies off the Slip n’ Slide and continues on down until it’s no longer visible.~
Trunks: Damn it!
Pasha: *walks back* It’s ok.
Ashka: HAH! No points! You loser!
Trunks: *growls*
Sean: Meg! You throw it next, I wanna see how good you are!
Meg: Eh....
Kenny: Come on Meggie!
Meg: Fine. Everyone switch jobs. *grabs a ham*
Gokou and Bulma: *grab brooms*
Ashka and Kenny: *line up to cheer*
Meg: *throws* Please God, don’t let it fly off.....
Gokou: *sweeps* Woohoo! Sweepy sweep!
Ashka: *waves pom poms* Go hammy, go hammy, go hammy, GO GO!
~The ham stops on the third ring.~
Meg: *gasps* Thirty points!
Sean: Lucky shot! My turn, I’m throwing!
~And so, one after the other, each team mate takes a turn throwing the ham, sweeping, and cheering. For a while Team Meg was in the lead but the determined Team Lissa came back as the pile of hams lessened. It was down to one ham each and for Team Lissa, Gohan was the ham thrower, earning them twenty points, the score now 150 to 130. Next up for Team Meg, Gokou.~
Meg: Come on Gokou! You can do it!
Goten and Ashka: *pound their brooms on the ground* Bulls-eye! Bulls-eye!
Gokou: Ok, here goes. *aims, pulls his arm back, and lets it fly*
Goten and Ashka: *jumps into sweeping action*
Bulma: Go go go!
Sean: Meg, I don’t hear you cheering!
Meg: *glares* Come on mister ham, you’re a winner!!
Sean: *grins*
Gokou: A winner! Yeah, that’s right. You’re a winning ham!
~The ham stops.......~
All: *gasp*
Lissa: *stares*
Bulma: Look!
Team Meg: Thirty points!!!
Gohan: >_< We’re losers.
Sean: This is all your fault, Lissa!
Lissa: What?! How the hell is it my fault?! You’re the one who didn’t cheer!
Sean: I cheered!
Lissa: You did not!
Ashka: *cackles and runs over to Trunks* Who’s a winner? I’m a winner! Who’s a loser? You’re a loser!!
Trunks: *snarls*
Pasha: Anger control honey, remember what I said? Think about wide open spaces.....pretty pansies.....fluffy clouds.....
Goten: Come along Ashi, our medals are waiting.
Ashka: *makes an “L” with her fingers and waves it in Trunks’ face*
Goten: Ash....he knows....
Ashka: *slaps her forehead with the “L”*
Trunks: Ed’s stupid!
Ashka: *gasps* He is not!
Goten: *sighs* Trunks, you know how she gets.
Pasha: *pushes Trunks back into the RR, following everyone else*
Meg: *admires her “gold medal”*
Lissa: Ok, now we do something I like and something I can win, which is skating.
Pasha: Woo!
Meg: Ugh, no fair, I’m not a skater.....
Chaozu: Of course you’re not, skank
Meg: Shut it, ostrich!
Piccolo: Quiet.
Lissa: You already won a medal, selfish. It‘s my turn.
Lissa and Pasha: *spin around and high five*
Pasha: Get ready for competition!
Goten: *grins at Trunks*
Trunks: *sighs* If you don’t stop grinning at me.....
Goten: *broadens it*
Trunks: You have nothing to grin about ya know. Ash is gonna throw you around like a little rag doll.
Goten: *considers* That may be true, but at least she‘s not an out-to-kill-Russian.
Trunks: Forget it *walks off towards Lissa*
Goten: Hehe.
Lissa: *stands, thinking*
Trunks: What are you pondering?
Lissa: Ya know, we’ll need some judges.
Trunks: I’ll be a judge.
Lissa: Yeah right, nice try. Like Pasha would even let you get out of it anyway.
Trunks: ~_~
Lissa: She’s going out to win ya know and you‘re going with her.
Trunks: Yes, I’m aware.
Lissa: *gasps* I have the perfect, most cutest judges in mind. *.*
Trunks: I bet I don’t have to guess who.
Lissa: I bet you’re right.
Trunks: *rolls his eyes*
Lissa: *pulls out her cell phone and dials 7 numbers.* *waits* Hi Duo! I’m fine, thanks. You read my mind, when can ya be here? Five minutes is great. Don’t be silly, I’ll explain when you get here. Kay, laters. *hangs up* Hehehe.
Trunks: *shakes his head*
Lissa: We have judges!
Meg: Judges?
Lissa: Everyone’s favorite pilots!
Meg: Woo!
Tien, Yamcha, Roshi, and Gero: Boo.
Chaozu: Slut.
Meg: Moose!
Piccolo: ~_~ Enough.
Meg: Hmph.
Chaozu: *tiptoes away*
~Ding dong....~
All: *stare at the door*
Lissa: That was quick. *bolts over and opens it*
Duo: *peeks in cautiously*
Lissa: It’s ok, we know it’s you guys so there’s no need to worry about being attacked.
Duo: *sighs in relief* Good, cause I know how you guys are with doors....
Lissa: ^.^;;; Yeah... *jerks him inside* Anyway!
Duo: Eh!
Meg: *runs out the door*
Pasha: *smoothes her hair down* Ugh! Meg, look what you did.
Meg: *walks back in, dragging Heero* Hi Hee-chan! *.*
Heero: Hello Meg.....
Meg: *clings to his arm* ^.^
Heero: *sighs*
Quatre: *wanders in, followed by Trowa* Greetings!
Lissa: Hi Quatre. ^.^
Bulma: *stares at the door*
Vejita: *quirks a brow*
Meg: Hee-chan.....you guys didn’t bring Wufei did you?
Heero: ........
Wufei: *appears at the doorway*
Meg: *slaps her forehead*
Bulma: *growls*
Vejita: *grabs onto Bulma’s wrist* Come on woman, there’ll be no bloodshed in the RR today. *walks off*
Lissa: Somebody keep him from speaking. Anyway, moving on. We need a little help with something.
Duo: What kinda help?
Lissa: How do you like the idea of being a judge?
Duo: I don’t know, a judge for what?
Lissa: We’re holding our own Olympics and the next event is skating. We kinda need judges for scoring....
Quatre: What a wonderful idea! I’ll gladly be a judge for you.
Lissa: Great!
Trowa: I suppose there’d be no harm in it.
Lissa: Double great! *runs over and latches onto Heero’s other arm* Hee~ro.
Meg: *stares* Hey....what are you doing?
Lissa: I’m allowed to love Heero too. = P
Heero: ~_~
Lissa: Heero, will you be a judge?
Heero: ..........
Lissa: Please? If not, we could always sit around and watch the rest of the DBZ episodes we never got to see.
Heero: Eh......mission accepted!
Lissa: Wonderful. ^.^ *lets go and glomps Duo* And I know you’ll be a judge too, won’t ya Duo?
Duo: Sure. ^_^
Lissa: Woo!
Wufei: Wufei wishes to participate.
Lissa: *blinks* Why?
Wufei: Because he has nothing better to do.
Lissa: Uh, sure whatever. But let me make this perfectly clear. All of you better be fair or a terrible unhappiness will settle over your little lives.
Pilots: *nod*
Meg: Ya know....I really don’t wanna skate. Can’t I sit and be a judge with Heero?
Lissa: Hell no. You’re skating!
Meg: But I’m not good at skating.
Lissa: No whining at the Olympics!
Meg: Lissa~a.
Lissa: No way, you’re not getting out of this now. Go lace up your skates!
Meg: *whines*
Duo: *blinks* She’s passionate about skating, isn’t she?
Gohan: Oh yes. Very. Ever since the games, she’s be whining about how she had to quit her lessons when she was like......eight years old. Mumbling something about ‘that could be me’.
Duo: I see. So, they’ll be some competition then?
Gohan: You could say that.....
~Ah, the second event. Skating. What a joy this should be. Well, let’s not waste any more time. Let the games continue!.....~
