DJ Quack Quack Piccolo

*ring ring*
Vegeta: Huh? *answers the phone* Hello.
Mr. Smith: Hello, Mr. Ummm Trunks’ dad this is Mr. Smith, Trunks’ Principle.
Vegeta: What did he do?
Mr. Smith: Nothing. I wanted to ask you something.
Vegeta: I was hoping he was in a fight.
Mr. Smith: Well, no. Sorry I guess. I was wondering if you wanted to be a chaperone at the upcoming school dance.
Vegeta: Sure. That way, if Trunks gets into a fight, I can watch him beat the other kid when they beg for mercy. Mr. Smith: That was a bit disturbing, and kind of scary. But, anyways, I’ll see you there this Thursday at 6.
Vegeta: Alright. Bye *Slams the phone*
Mr. Smith: *To himself* This dance is going to be a disaster. Time to get a DJ. *Later that night at dinner*
Vegeta: Hey Trunks, guess what?
Trunks: What?
Vegeta: I’m going to be a chaperone at your school dance on Friday.
Trunks: NO!
Vegeta: YES! *Flies to the other end of the table, instantly turns super saiyan, and punches Trunks through a wall*
Trunks: Whoa. That was uncalled for.
Vegeta: Punching you was totally appropriate.
Trunks: Not the punching me, the part of you being a chaperone at the dance.
Vegeta: Shut up!
*At the dance, Friday night at 6*
Vegeta: This isn’t going to be as bad as I thought hehehe *Laughs to himself evilly * I don’t really like this punch. *Laughs some more, then pulls out a bottle and pours some liquid into the punch * Much Better *Drinks a glass *
Goten: Trunks, this dance is pretty cool.
Trunks: The DJ is a bit umm different. The Music is cool though.
Goten: The punch tastes odd.
Trunks: My dad probably put something in it.
*across the gym*
Vegeta: What!? That can’t be? Why would he be here? *Walks towards the DJ * What the hell are you doing here!? *reads the sign above the DJ, it says DJ Quack Quack *
Piccolo: Well, I have to pay the lease on Kami’s lookout tower. And, this was the only job I could find.
Vegeta: Piccolo what a disgrace, and, anyways Where did you get those god-awful clothes?
Piccolo: Well, first of all, call me DJ Quack Quack while we’re in here, and I got the clothes from Goku. Once I had to borrow some, and after he died, Chi Chi gave me all of his wardrobe. I don’t like them much either, but I can’t wear my training clothes here, and all he had was a couple suits, lots of training clothes, and this weird stuff… Anyways, look at you, and your blue spandex at a dance! Don’t you have normal clothes?
Vegeta: Yes
Piccolo: Oh yeah, one last thing.
Vegeta: What is it?
Piccolo: The punch sucks I need you to put this in it. *Hands Vegeta a bottle of Vodka *
Vegeta: Already put some in it, but I’ll make good use of this stuff. *Takes a big drink of the Vodka* Nice disguise, making the bottle say Grape Soda, mine said Diet Coke, but just as long as they don’t find out about it.
Piccolo: Well I got to go play some music *Plays his theme song titled DJ Quack Quack In the house*
*Speaking in the mic* Let’s slow things down a little *Plays a slow song and everyone starts dancing*
Mr. Smith: *Yelling over a loud speaker* “Everybody stop and be quiet!”
*The Whole place gets quiet and the music stops*
Mr. Smith: “Someone has spiked the punch! And I know whom it is! Trunks, meet me in my office ASAP! Vegeta: *Flies over to the other side of the gym, right in front of Mr. Smith* Trunks didn’t spike the punch, because I did *Smirks*
Mr. Smith: Why are you so proud of what you did?
Piccolo: *Flies over, answering for Vegeta* The punch was terrible!
Mr. Smith: The punch was great! Our home-ec teacher, Mrs Johnson made it!
Mrs. Johnson: I’ve either drank too much of that contaminated punch, or you’re naturally green, DJ Quack Quack!
Piccolo: Shut up! My skin is naturally green, and you are getting on my nerves! Both of you!
Vegeta: This dance SUCKS! AHHH! *Goes SSJ* NOW YOU DIE!
Piccolo: No! don’t kill them just severely injure them, and hit them so fast that they don’t see anything, and you can say they both ganged up on you, and assaulted you.
Vegeta: Good idea. *Hits both of them *
Piccolo: *Speaking in a mic* Hey kids! Do you guys not want to go to school for a couple days!?
Kids: *Screaming* YEAH!
Piccolo: Everyone get out of the school and watch me and spandex man do something really cool and someone take Mr. Smith and Mrs. Johnson outside as well.
*All the kids run outside of the school and Piccolo and Vegeta fly through the roof*
Vegeta: Why’d you have to call me Spandex Man?
Piccolo: Just shut up and blow up the school! Masenko!
Vegeta: Big Bang!
*They blow up the school and the kids are happy*
The End