Post by Little Syxx on Jan 21, 2005 10:07:04 GMT -5
Schoolin' Saiyans:Part One
It was the beginning of another dull and boring day at Golden Ball Public School. Trunks, Goten and Paris sadly walked through the doors of the large building and headed towards the lunch room. They usually arrived early so that they could talk for a little bit untill the bell rang forcing them to enter thier classrooms and learn.
"Man, I can't beleive it's only Tuesday." Trunks grumbled. "We're stuck here for another Four days."
"Yeah." Goten sighed. "I wish we had something better to do with our boyhood days. Gohan's so lucky. He did'nt have to go to school untill he was Eighteen."
"Why did your brother not have to go untill he was Eighteen? You've been going here since you were Ten?" Paris asked.
Goten shurgged. "Beats me. I guess it could be worse though...I could be stuck living at my school."
Trunks nodded. "Yeah, that'd suck."
The three continued to talk amongst themselves untill the bell rang.
"Well, guess it's time for us to start another fun filled day at Orange Ball." Trunks sighed getting up and heading towards his class. Being a year older than Goten and Pairs Trunks was stuck going to a sperate classroom.
"I suppose we should head to class too." Paris told Goten who was busy eyeing the food the lunch lady was making.
"Yeah...class." Goten said, not really paying attention to Paris but rather the food. "Holy crap, is that a pie!?"
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At Capsule Corp Vegeta was bored. Laying on the couch he was flipping through the channels, trying to find something to watch. Sadly though the only things on at Nine in the morning are news programs, children's shows and talk shows which he had grown bored of watching after realsing all the episodes were the same except for a few minor changes. He sighed as he turned off the T.V. and stared up at the roof.
"Woman!" He shouted. "Entertain me!"
"Not now Vegeta!" Bulma shouted back. "I'm getting ready for a board meeting. Go see Goku."
"I can't kick Kakarott's ass right now! He's visiting those morons he calls a family down in Hell!"
"Well what about Gohan, Turles, Nappa or Brolly?"
"They're in class." Vegeta said sarcastically. "And they call themselves Saiyan warriors!"
"Well I'm sorry Vegeta, you're going to have to make you're own fun for once. And make sure you pick Bra up from the day care at noon." Bulma said leaving the Capsule Corp's living quarters.
"Hmmmmmm, maybe I should go see the boy." Vegeta thought. He suddenly remembered that he had been banned from the school property for driving Principal Torikia's head through a desk. Memories of the resulting trial, anger management class and time in jail entered his mind as he clenched his fist then put a hand in his glove.
"Someday soon I will get my vengance." He growled pulling out a blood stained paper clip.
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In the Seventh grade class at Golden Ball Public School Goten and Paris took thier seats. At the front of the class stood thier teacher, Mr Grayson. At one time he had taught at Orange Star High School but due to various reasons best left unsaid he now teaches at Golden Ball Public. "Okay class." He said. "Before we start our lessons today I'd just like to announce that this Friday will be the Golden Ball Seven and Eight Spring Dance. I won't be going due to the fact I spiked the punch last year but I encourage you to get you're parents or siblings to chaparone alongside Principal Torikia. It'll cost only a few dollars to get in and will last most of the night, unless you have a parent with you, then it's free."
The class began to buzz with excitement and Mr. Grayson glared at them. "Shut up!" He shouted and most of the class stopped talking. "Anyways I'd like you all to open your Math books to page Thirty."
As Grayson continued to ramble on about multi digit muliplication and long divsion Goten leaned over to Paris. "Will you go to the dance with me?"
Paris paused for a few seconds then nodded. "Sure."
"Yyyyyyyyyesssssssssssss!" Goten shouted jumping out of his chair, sending it into the wall.
The other students stared at him as Mr Grayson threw a textbook at him. "Goten! Pull your d*mn chair out of the wall and sit your ass down! You've got a detention in the office after school!" He shouted as Goten blushed a little.
"Heh, sorry."
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In the Eighth grade class Trunks was all smiles at news of the Seven and Eight Spring Dance. While last year's was pretty boring untill Mr Grayson spiked the punch he knew this year's would be great.
"Man. I can't wait to ask Paris if she wants to go with me." Trunks thought. "This is going to be the best night ever."
He looked out the window and began to daydream about all the possibilities untill his teacher came over and slammed his ruler of the desk.
"Excuse me Trunks." He said. "Pay attention!"
"Huh. Oh, sorry Mr. Bore."
Some of the other students giggled as Mr. Bore nodded. "Okay then, now what I was telling you to do was to read Chapter Seven."
"The whole thing!?" Trunks asked.
"Yes, ofcourse the whole thing!"
"Well then your out of luck buddy. I forgot my reading classes." He replied with a smirk on his face.
"And you've also got yourself an after school detention in the office."
"Awww man!"
"Maybe next time you won't be a smart ass."
"So you want me to be a dumb ass? I'm afraid that position's already filled."
"Two days after school detention!"
"Oooooooo. Somebodies grumpy."
"Three days!"
Trunks decided now would be a good time to keep his mouth shut. He did'nt want to get Mr. Bore too angry or he could'nt go to the dance.
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At Satan City College Gohan was sitting down and shaking his head. He had seen many odd and unusual things during his life but what he was seeing in his dance class [Syxx Note:For those wondering why Gohan's in a dance class read Goku Goes To College and all will become clear.] at that point and time had to be the strangest thing of all.
"Wow!" His teacher, Miss Tapp gushed. "That's amazing! I've never see a male student perform that so well! You've got talent Brolly!"
"Kaaaaaa kaaaaaa!" Brolly laughed with a small blush on his face as Gohan put his face in his hands and sighed.
"Oh for Kami's sake!"
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A few hours later the recess bell rang at Golden Ball Public and Goten, Trunks and Paris headed to thier usual meeting place. A tree on the edge of the school boundaries.
"So, Trunks, did Mr. Bore tell you about the dance?" Paris asked.
Trunks grinned and nodded. "He sure did."
"Who are you planning on going with?" Goten asked him.
"Well." Trunks said walking over to Paris. "I would'nt mind going with this pretty little lady."
"Uh ohhhhh." Paris said.
"Uh oh?" Trunks asked. "Why uh oh?"
"Because I'm taking her!" Goten said.
"What!? No way, I'm taking her!"
"No, I am!"
"No, I am!"
"The Hell you are!"
Goten tackeld Trunks to the ground and the two began to fight. A large group of students formed around the two but before they could really fight it out Principal Torikia walked over.
"Scatter!" One of the kids in the circle shouted at they all ran off leaving Goten, Trunks and an embarassed Paris alone under the tree.
"Um, hey." Trunks said with a weak smile on his face.
"I'll see you two after school." Torikia said walking off.
"Ha. Jokes on him." Goten laughed. "I already had a detention with him anyways."
"Yeah, I've got Three."
"How could you do that!?" Paris shouted at the Two.
"Do what?" Trunks asked.
"Fight over me! I hate it when you Two do that!"
"Oh come on, this was the only time we've ever fought over you!" Goten said.
"It is not!" Paris snapped. "Remember a few weeks ago when you two were fighting in my house?"
"Ohhhhhh, I forgot about that..."
"So did I." Trunks said.
"Well I did'nt!" Paris said. "And untill you two can settle this in a mature fashion I'm not going with either of you!"
The bell rang and as she walked back towards the school Trunks shouted.
"Is Russian Roulette mature!?"
"No!" Paris replied.
"Crap."
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Who will be Paris' date?
When will Vegeta decide to attack Principal Torikia?
Can Mr Grayson sneak in and spike the punch again?
Is Brolly the next Lord Of The Dance?
Why is the time line for these stories so insanely screwed up!?
Find out the answer to these and other question that have been plaguing your mind in the hopefully more humourous part two of Schoolin' Saiyans!#nosmileys#nosmileys
It was the beginning of another dull and boring day at Golden Ball Public School. Trunks, Goten and Paris sadly walked through the doors of the large building and headed towards the lunch room. They usually arrived early so that they could talk for a little bit untill the bell rang forcing them to enter thier classrooms and learn.
"Man, I can't beleive it's only Tuesday." Trunks grumbled. "We're stuck here for another Four days."
"Yeah." Goten sighed. "I wish we had something better to do with our boyhood days. Gohan's so lucky. He did'nt have to go to school untill he was Eighteen."
"Why did your brother not have to go untill he was Eighteen? You've been going here since you were Ten?" Paris asked.
Goten shurgged. "Beats me. I guess it could be worse though...I could be stuck living at my school."
Trunks nodded. "Yeah, that'd suck."
The three continued to talk amongst themselves untill the bell rang.
"Well, guess it's time for us to start another fun filled day at Orange Ball." Trunks sighed getting up and heading towards his class. Being a year older than Goten and Pairs Trunks was stuck going to a sperate classroom.
"I suppose we should head to class too." Paris told Goten who was busy eyeing the food the lunch lady was making.
"Yeah...class." Goten said, not really paying attention to Paris but rather the food. "Holy crap, is that a pie!?"
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At Capsule Corp Vegeta was bored. Laying on the couch he was flipping through the channels, trying to find something to watch. Sadly though the only things on at Nine in the morning are news programs, children's shows and talk shows which he had grown bored of watching after realsing all the episodes were the same except for a few minor changes. He sighed as he turned off the T.V. and stared up at the roof.
"Woman!" He shouted. "Entertain me!"
"Not now Vegeta!" Bulma shouted back. "I'm getting ready for a board meeting. Go see Goku."
"I can't kick Kakarott's ass right now! He's visiting those morons he calls a family down in Hell!"
"Well what about Gohan, Turles, Nappa or Brolly?"
"They're in class." Vegeta said sarcastically. "And they call themselves Saiyan warriors!"
"Well I'm sorry Vegeta, you're going to have to make you're own fun for once. And make sure you pick Bra up from the day care at noon." Bulma said leaving the Capsule Corp's living quarters.
"Hmmmmmm, maybe I should go see the boy." Vegeta thought. He suddenly remembered that he had been banned from the school property for driving Principal Torikia's head through a desk. Memories of the resulting trial, anger management class and time in jail entered his mind as he clenched his fist then put a hand in his glove.
"Someday soon I will get my vengance." He growled pulling out a blood stained paper clip.
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In the Seventh grade class at Golden Ball Public School Goten and Paris took thier seats. At the front of the class stood thier teacher, Mr Grayson. At one time he had taught at Orange Star High School but due to various reasons best left unsaid he now teaches at Golden Ball Public. "Okay class." He said. "Before we start our lessons today I'd just like to announce that this Friday will be the Golden Ball Seven and Eight Spring Dance. I won't be going due to the fact I spiked the punch last year but I encourage you to get you're parents or siblings to chaparone alongside Principal Torikia. It'll cost only a few dollars to get in and will last most of the night, unless you have a parent with you, then it's free."
The class began to buzz with excitement and Mr. Grayson glared at them. "Shut up!" He shouted and most of the class stopped talking. "Anyways I'd like you all to open your Math books to page Thirty."
As Grayson continued to ramble on about multi digit muliplication and long divsion Goten leaned over to Paris. "Will you go to the dance with me?"
Paris paused for a few seconds then nodded. "Sure."
"Yyyyyyyyyesssssssssssss!" Goten shouted jumping out of his chair, sending it into the wall.
The other students stared at him as Mr Grayson threw a textbook at him. "Goten! Pull your d*mn chair out of the wall and sit your ass down! You've got a detention in the office after school!" He shouted as Goten blushed a little.
"Heh, sorry."
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In the Eighth grade class Trunks was all smiles at news of the Seven and Eight Spring Dance. While last year's was pretty boring untill Mr Grayson spiked the punch he knew this year's would be great.
"Man. I can't wait to ask Paris if she wants to go with me." Trunks thought. "This is going to be the best night ever."
He looked out the window and began to daydream about all the possibilities untill his teacher came over and slammed his ruler of the desk.
"Excuse me Trunks." He said. "Pay attention!"
"Huh. Oh, sorry Mr. Bore."
Some of the other students giggled as Mr. Bore nodded. "Okay then, now what I was telling you to do was to read Chapter Seven."
"The whole thing!?" Trunks asked.
"Yes, ofcourse the whole thing!"
"Well then your out of luck buddy. I forgot my reading classes." He replied with a smirk on his face.
"And you've also got yourself an after school detention in the office."
"Awww man!"
"Maybe next time you won't be a smart ass."
"So you want me to be a dumb ass? I'm afraid that position's already filled."
"Two days after school detention!"
"Oooooooo. Somebodies grumpy."
"Three days!"
Trunks decided now would be a good time to keep his mouth shut. He did'nt want to get Mr. Bore too angry or he could'nt go to the dance.
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At Satan City College Gohan was sitting down and shaking his head. He had seen many odd and unusual things during his life but what he was seeing in his dance class [Syxx Note:For those wondering why Gohan's in a dance class read Goku Goes To College and all will become clear.] at that point and time had to be the strangest thing of all.
"Wow!" His teacher, Miss Tapp gushed. "That's amazing! I've never see a male student perform that so well! You've got talent Brolly!"
"Kaaaaaa kaaaaaa!" Brolly laughed with a small blush on his face as Gohan put his face in his hands and sighed.
"Oh for Kami's sake!"
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A few hours later the recess bell rang at Golden Ball Public and Goten, Trunks and Paris headed to thier usual meeting place. A tree on the edge of the school boundaries.
"So, Trunks, did Mr. Bore tell you about the dance?" Paris asked.
Trunks grinned and nodded. "He sure did."
"Who are you planning on going with?" Goten asked him.
"Well." Trunks said walking over to Paris. "I would'nt mind going with this pretty little lady."
"Uh ohhhhh." Paris said.
"Uh oh?" Trunks asked. "Why uh oh?"
"Because I'm taking her!" Goten said.
"What!? No way, I'm taking her!"
"No, I am!"
"No, I am!"
"The Hell you are!"
Goten tackeld Trunks to the ground and the two began to fight. A large group of students formed around the two but before they could really fight it out Principal Torikia walked over.
"Scatter!" One of the kids in the circle shouted at they all ran off leaving Goten, Trunks and an embarassed Paris alone under the tree.
"Um, hey." Trunks said with a weak smile on his face.
"I'll see you two after school." Torikia said walking off.
"Ha. Jokes on him." Goten laughed. "I already had a detention with him anyways."
"Yeah, I've got Three."
"How could you do that!?" Paris shouted at the Two.
"Do what?" Trunks asked.
"Fight over me! I hate it when you Two do that!"
"Oh come on, this was the only time we've ever fought over you!" Goten said.
"It is not!" Paris snapped. "Remember a few weeks ago when you two were fighting in my house?"
"Ohhhhhh, I forgot about that..."
"So did I." Trunks said.
"Well I did'nt!" Paris said. "And untill you two can settle this in a mature fashion I'm not going with either of you!"
The bell rang and as she walked back towards the school Trunks shouted.
"Is Russian Roulette mature!?"
"No!" Paris replied.
"Crap."
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Who will be Paris' date?
When will Vegeta decide to attack Principal Torikia?
Can Mr Grayson sneak in and spike the punch again?
Is Brolly the next Lord Of The Dance?
Why is the time line for these stories so insanely screwed up!?
Find out the answer to these and other question that have been plaguing your mind in the hopefully more humourous part two of Schoolin' Saiyans!#nosmileys#nosmileys