Post by Jeice on Aug 12, 2010 23:15:59 GMT -5
*Buzz Buzz Buzz Buzz*
"Yeuuuhhh..... Uhm.... Shoot. What?"
Future trunks woke up, very unsure as to why he was hearing the sound of a bee in his ear. After a few moments of confusion he looks to his left and finds the object making the noise.
"I really need to turn my clock off of "bee" as my wake up noise. Thats freakin annoying."
Getting up out of bed, Future Trunks wanders into his bathroom to take a shower and prepare for the day. While taking his shower, he has a vision of a past year where he was Frieza, Frieza was actually Vegeta, and Broly told Dabura he "Wasn't even a fuckin person".
Trunks sighs. "The good old days. Tien and myself were the baddest and the best. And best looking."
His reminiscing like a douche nozzle is cut short however when he hears the worst possible noise that anyone in the entire world could ever possibly hope to hear.
"Heeee Heeee. Come here little boy. I know your a kitten but thats ok with me. I'll touch anything as long as its a little boy. I don't care if your human, dog, kitten, gerbil, monkey, or armadillo."
"Oh shit. Michael Jackson's ghost! And it sounds like its after a little kitten. I should probably figure out why this is happening. Actually I should probably pop some vicadin and ignore it but.... ah well. HERE I COME KITTEN!"
Future Trunks went running out the door, not unlike the speed when Master Roshi goes running towards naked men so he can fondle them, towards the sound.
"Heee Heee. Owww. Almost got you kitten. And then we will have a THRILLER time because I'm a SMOOTH CRIMINAL when it comes to touching little boys. HEE HEEEEE"
"Oh that sick son of a bitch is making stupid puns now. I HATE HIM!"
And with that Future Trunks busts out into the clearing and his jaw almost hits the floor. His eyes bulge out of his head at the sheer horror of what is before him. He is not staring at the ghost of Michael Jackson. Its..... ZOMBIE MICHAEL JACKSON!
"Oh.... my..... god. He just can't help it. His thirst for boys can't even keep him in his grave. He just needs to keep cumming back for more. Pffffffftttt. Cumming. I made a joke. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Ehem. Right. HEY DICKWAD!"
"Meow?"
"Wha? No not you kitten."
"Me hee?"
"Yes you Dick for breath!"
"Mmmmmm. Sounds yummy. Hee Hee!"
"Your sick. Back away from the kitten now or I will be forced to.... Well... I guess your dead so I can't kill you. But. I'll do something!"
"You'll have to catch me first."
And with that, Michael Jackson bounds off towards the forest, stripping ass naked as he goes, begging Future Trunks to be a man and catch him. So Trunks follows him. The chase goes on and on with the two men weaving in and out of trees in one big circle for minutes on end. Suddenly, Michael Jackson trips and falls.
"Oh deary me. I must have fallen over my own two rotting corpse feet. I guess you're going to have to punish me now!"
And with that, Mr Jackson turns around and sticks his ass in the air.
"Come on bitch! Do it. Spank me. Spank me good. DO IT! Make me feel like a man."
Future Trunks vomits uncontrollably on the ground after hearing that.
"He.... is.... soo..... disgusting."
After finally getting control of himself, Trunks walks over to Mr Jackson and kicks his as hard as possible in the ass. It comes dislodged and goes flying through the air.
"Oh baby that felt...."
But Michael Jackson never got to finish what he was about to say because Trunks kicked his head off at that moment. After examining the body and coming to the conclusion that this thing is indeed dead, Trunks heads back towards the clearing where kitten is sitting there looking confused.
"Hey there girl how are you? Don't worry I saved you from the freaky creepy sneaky leaky peachy..."
"Shut the hell up!"
"Oh you can talk?"
"Meow. No. Well yes but I don't like to. You know what you are? Your what comes from a fishes ass. Yep in other words your a bass turd"
And you have a sense of humor too. Well whats your name?
"Lucifer. But you can call me Lucy. Dumbass thought I was a boy kitten."
"Well Lucy your going to come live with me now ok?"
"Just shut up and get me food."
And with that Trunks and Lucy head back towards Trunks' house to rest after a long day of battling sick freaks. Yet somewhere off in the distance a noise is heard....
"HEEEEEEEE HEEEEEEEEEEEEEE"
Word Count 795. Which = 3 credits. And oh yes I'm back baby!
"Yeuuuhhh..... Uhm.... Shoot. What?"
Future trunks woke up, very unsure as to why he was hearing the sound of a bee in his ear. After a few moments of confusion he looks to his left and finds the object making the noise.
"I really need to turn my clock off of "bee" as my wake up noise. Thats freakin annoying."
Getting up out of bed, Future Trunks wanders into his bathroom to take a shower and prepare for the day. While taking his shower, he has a vision of a past year where he was Frieza, Frieza was actually Vegeta, and Broly told Dabura he "Wasn't even a fuckin person".
Trunks sighs. "The good old days. Tien and myself were the baddest and the best. And best looking."
His reminiscing like a douche nozzle is cut short however when he hears the worst possible noise that anyone in the entire world could ever possibly hope to hear.
"Heeee Heeee. Come here little boy. I know your a kitten but thats ok with me. I'll touch anything as long as its a little boy. I don't care if your human, dog, kitten, gerbil, monkey, or armadillo."
"Oh shit. Michael Jackson's ghost! And it sounds like its after a little kitten. I should probably figure out why this is happening. Actually I should probably pop some vicadin and ignore it but.... ah well. HERE I COME KITTEN!"
Future Trunks went running out the door, not unlike the speed when Master Roshi goes running towards naked men so he can fondle them, towards the sound.
"Heee Heee. Owww. Almost got you kitten. And then we will have a THRILLER time because I'm a SMOOTH CRIMINAL when it comes to touching little boys. HEE HEEEEE"
"Oh that sick son of a bitch is making stupid puns now. I HATE HIM!"
And with that Future Trunks busts out into the clearing and his jaw almost hits the floor. His eyes bulge out of his head at the sheer horror of what is before him. He is not staring at the ghost of Michael Jackson. Its..... ZOMBIE MICHAEL JACKSON!
"Oh.... my..... god. He just can't help it. His thirst for boys can't even keep him in his grave. He just needs to keep cumming back for more. Pffffffftttt. Cumming. I made a joke. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Ehem. Right. HEY DICKWAD!"
"Meow?"
"Wha? No not you kitten."
"Me hee?"
"Yes you Dick for breath!"
"Mmmmmm. Sounds yummy. Hee Hee!"
"Your sick. Back away from the kitten now or I will be forced to.... Well... I guess your dead so I can't kill you. But. I'll do something!"
"You'll have to catch me first."
And with that, Michael Jackson bounds off towards the forest, stripping ass naked as he goes, begging Future Trunks to be a man and catch him. So Trunks follows him. The chase goes on and on with the two men weaving in and out of trees in one big circle for minutes on end. Suddenly, Michael Jackson trips and falls.
"Oh deary me. I must have fallen over my own two rotting corpse feet. I guess you're going to have to punish me now!"
And with that, Mr Jackson turns around and sticks his ass in the air.
"Come on bitch! Do it. Spank me. Spank me good. DO IT! Make me feel like a man."
Future Trunks vomits uncontrollably on the ground after hearing that.
"He.... is.... soo..... disgusting."
After finally getting control of himself, Trunks walks over to Mr Jackson and kicks his as hard as possible in the ass. It comes dislodged and goes flying through the air.
"Oh baby that felt...."
But Michael Jackson never got to finish what he was about to say because Trunks kicked his head off at that moment. After examining the body and coming to the conclusion that this thing is indeed dead, Trunks heads back towards the clearing where kitten is sitting there looking confused.
"Hey there girl how are you? Don't worry I saved you from the freaky creepy sneaky leaky peachy..."
"Shut the hell up!"
"Oh you can talk?"
"Meow. No. Well yes but I don't like to. You know what you are? Your what comes from a fishes ass. Yep in other words your a bass turd"
And you have a sense of humor too. Well whats your name?
"Lucifer. But you can call me Lucy. Dumbass thought I was a boy kitten."
"Well Lucy your going to come live with me now ok?"
"Just shut up and get me food."
And with that Trunks and Lucy head back towards Trunks' house to rest after a long day of battling sick freaks. Yet somewhere off in the distance a noise is heard....
"HEEEEEEEE HEEEEEEEEEEEEEE"
Word Count 795. Which = 3 credits. And oh yes I'm back baby!