|I Wish You To the Cornfield
Author: Candyland PM
[COMPLETE] A strange boy makes a wish, and our heros end up in the middle of a cornfield. But where are they now? What is this...primitive place? And who are these people?Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Humor - Chapters: 20 - Words: 27,367 - Reviews: 62 - Favs: 5 - Updated: 01-05-03 - Published: 10-29-02 - Status: Complete - id: 1037923
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AN:The last little bit of this story. Finally, we're done! Hallelujah! I don't own DBZ!
Candyland sat back in her computer room chair, reveling in the relative quiet around her. A small smile made its way onto her face, and she sighed happily.
"What are you so happy about?" Fred the Mutant Pickle finally asked.
"Listen, Freddie," she replied dreamily. "No explosions, no arguing, no chibis in my room...just the beautiful sound of quiet. I've had two days of this wonderful quiet."
Kathy laughed. "I take it you're really happy that they're gone."
"Damn straight I'm happy they're gone!" Candyland spun around to look at her two friends. The two teenagers with almost identically-colored blonde hair were seated comfortably on the guest bed that was housed in the same room as Candyland's computer. "This means I can actually go to rehearsal without worrying that someone's going to go through another roof. Let me tell you, I don't think the janitors were very happy about having to patch up that nice big hole in the auditorium ceiling."
This earned a laugh. "Not much they can do," Fred pointed out. "So what's your next fic going to be? Are you going to do another torture story?"
"Not at the moment," Candyland replied, turning back to the computer. "I think I'll stick with my songfics and POV stories for a while. It's safer."
"I just noticed something," Kathy commented. "Most people do 'torture Gohan' fics or stories where they torture their favorite character only. You torment the whole gang."
"Yup. I'm proud of it, too," Candyland flashed something very similar to the Son Grin. "But it's kind of dangerous too. Yeah, I'm taking a little break from those. Back to my good ol' songfics."
"You write way too many of those," Kathy replied.
"Yeah, I know. Oh well," the fanfiction author put her hands on the keyboard. "Do you think I was too hard on Vegeta? I mean, I wrote that the hula lasts all night!"
"Don't worry about him," Fred said firmly. "He's Saiyan. He'll be fine. I'd be more worried about the rest of them. Ya know, Bulma and ChiChi. And no, you weren't too hard on him. I'd almost say you weren't quite hard enough."
"He blew up the cheerleaders!" Kathy exclaimed with a laugh. She still found that to be incredibly funny. "I'd say that was being a little too harsh."
"Yeah," Candyland answered, watching as Kiwi scurried into the room and began running around in circles, chasing his own nonexistant tail. "You're right. So...what should I write next?" Suddenly, a thoughtful look crossed the author's face, and slowly, it faded from thoughtful into downright gleeful. "Oh, I just had the most brilliant of ideas! Hmm…maybe I wasn't quite hard enough on Vegeta. So let's right that little wrong and make sure he knows who's in charge."
Cackling like a maniac, Candyland began typing frantically.
IN DBZ LAND…
It had been two days since the Z fighters's excursion into Candyland's world. It was a lovely day, bright and sunny. Little birds fluttered through the air, chirping happily.
Suddenly, a very loud roar, coming from inside one, Capsule Corp, shattered the peacefulness of late afternoon. The birds flew off for destinations unknown at the sudden disruption.
The bellowing was indeed Vegeta. Bright light flashed in the windows, signalling that the Saiyan's rage was enough to send him soaring up to Super Saiyan. A moment later, the reason for this outburst was announced to the people who had gathered outside to see what was happening. They all assumed that it was one of the legendary arguments that often took place between Bulma Briefs and her "husband".
Vegeta roared, loud enough for all bystanders to hear. "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN, 'YOU FORGOT TO TAKE THE PILL?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?"
AN: Short, stupid little prologue. Just wanted to wrap things up, and torment Vegeta a little bit more. Hahaha. This is the end of the story! Hallelujah! Thank you to all who read, and all who read and reviewed. I love you! I hope you enjoyed my twisted torture tale, and if you ever have time, feel free to come back to my little corner of the insane asylum...err, fanfiction.net. Bye!