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Author's Note: This is one really silly fic, another one for all
of you who read "A Night on Fire Mountain". If you've
seen how many DBZ products are out there, then you'd understand. Sold Out! The Dragon Ball cast was sitting lazily at Bulma's home.
All of them were gathered in her living room, and some were busy
chatting away on their cell phones. "No! No! NO!! I want the next
Capsule Corp. deal to pull through by tomorrow, or else you'll be sitting out
on the street!" cried Bulma. "Rogaine has agreed to let me do another
commercial? That's great!" said Krillin. Business was not going too well that morning. In a
huff, everyone who had a bad deal turned off their cell phones. "Hey Bulma, could you keep your own business deals to
yourself? I heard you from across the room," complained
Goku. "I guess everyone isn't doing so good
today. Let's watch a little TV to take our minds off of
everything." Goku grabbed the remote and flicked on the TV. "Oh! Turn it up! My new commercial is
on!" Chi-Chi pointed out. On the screen was Chi-Chi, holding a frying pan in her hand. "Yes, only can the complete set of PC cookware make your
meals even better!" The next scene was of Goku, Gohan, and Goten
happily stuffing their faces, as Chi-Chi stood behind them, proudly holding
the frying pan in her hand. The next few scenes were the ones of her bringing the frying pan
down the rest of the casts' heads. "PC is made of a non-stick
surface and plated with 4 layers of stainless steel, so they're bound to
last forever!" As the commercial ended, the housewife cheesily
smiled. "No wonder it always hurts," mumbled everyone who had
experienced the wrath of Chi-Chi's frying pan. Goten and Trunks' cell phones ringed simultaneously. They
both eagerly picked them up. "We're both being asked to be
the opening act for the Backstreet Boys? I don't know, I'll call
you later, babe." Both boys hung up. Chaozu's beeper sounded. Chaozu picked it up and
looked at the message across the screen. "I can't believe
it! They want me to attend another sci-fi convention as Queen
Amidala! I can't stand those things. The way those nerd boys
look at me. It's like they don't know that I'm a-" Chaozu was interrupted by another commercial. On the screen was the logo for the WWF. Then there was
an image of Goku and Vegeta as heavy metal music blasted in the background. "I swear Kakkarot, I will defeat you!" threatened
Vegeta. "I'll take you on, Vegeta, for the title of the strongest warrior!"
replied Goku. "The battle of the century! Goku vs.
Vegeta! Only on the Cable Channel!" ranted the announcer. Piccolo grunted. "I can't believe that you all
sold out just to get a few measly million dollars. I would never
do a commercial." Tien shook his head. "I can't believe that you all
would stoop that low," reprimanded the triclops. Tien's image appeared on the TV. And he was in a battle
with Piccolo. They really kicked up some dust. Piccolo and Tien paused and stopped the fight. They took
out some eye-droppers. "It's not easy being a battling triclops, that's why I use
these eye-droppers." "Battle is not always pretty sight, or a clear one, that's
why I take these eye-droppers." They both tilted their heads back, used the droppers, and resumed
fighting. Everyone stared at the two hypocrites. "Hey, you guys sold out for millions of dollars, we sold out
for BILLIONS," explained Piccolo. "I didn't say that I stooped lower than all of
you," added Tien. Gohan picked up his cell phone and dialed up a number. "Who are you calling Gohan?" asked Videl, who was
sitting beside her husband. "I wanna call the toy manufacturing company.
Oh! Uh, hello. I'm here to find out about the
case for manufacturing action figures of the female cast." Some chatter could be heard from the little phone. Videl started the case with Gohan as her lawyer because there
weren't many action of the female cast. Only one or two here or
there, but there wasn't any real variety. They also wanted to make them
action figures, not dolls, and make them more available. The rest of the female cast soon joined Videl in her
crusade. They all gathered round for the result. Gohan hung up. "It's still dragging out, but they
want all of you to go to the studio and do some modeling, just in case." The girls cheered, and chattered about what clothes they'll wear
for the modeling. At least it was one small victory. 18's cell phone went off this time. She casually
answered it. Some chattering was also heard. "I'll
have to talk to her about it." 18 put her hand over the
speaker. "Chi-Chi, it's Renaissance Pictures from New
Zealand. They want us to be stunt doubles on the set of Xena:
Warrior Princess. We stay in the islands for the summer while they
shoot new episodes." The teens in the room cheered. "What parts do we get?" asked Chi-Chi. "I get Gabrielle, you get Xena. The pay's
also good, so, do you wanna take the job?" Chi-Chi pondered for a moment, and answered, "Sure
thing." 18 lifted her hand and answered, "We'll take the gig." Marron then piped up. "That's reminds me, I got a
callback for Sailor Moon stunt double." "Hey, I don't see Master Roshi here. Where is
he?" asked Bulma. "Last time I heard, he and the Ox King are pushing for a spinoff
series, with Yamcha as their lawyer," gruffly replied Vegeta. "I never knew that Yamcha was a lawyer," everyone
murmured. "Apparently, it's been his new hobby, since he can't find a
girlfriend. Anyway, I also wanted my own series, 'The Adventures
of Vegeta: Prince of the Saiyans'. It will be about my early
conquests over weakling planets. Unfortunately, the network execs
didn't want it. They said that it was too violent.
They wouldn't know entertainment if it bit them in the-" A cell phone rang off. Everyone scrambled to check if
it was theirs. It was Goku's. "Hello?" he answered. "You wanna know
if we're going to do the Christmas special. You know what happened
when Star Wars did it. I'm not up for it, I don't my show to
suffer." He then hung up. "What do mean this is your show?!" cried
Bulma. "I'm the second main character. I'm the
leading lady!" "Yeah Goku. I'm your wife, aren't we equal
partners?!" exclaimed Chi-Chi. Then she turned to
Bulma. "What do you mean by saying that you're the leading
lady?!" "Ooh, catfight," snickered Trunks. "You stay out of this!" cried the two women. "That's no way to treat your own son!" he retaliated. Everyone starting bickering as old conflicts re-emerged. "Shut up, you freak!" "At least I get a bigger paycheck, and more lines!" "I want a separation!" "I'll take this to court!" "You'll never work in this town again!" Those were the many insults that echoed throughout the Capsule
Corp. compound. End Additional Notes: I haven't seen the DBZ eye-droppers commercial,
so I made my own. Also, I had to make another Xena reference,
sorry, I just can't stop thinking about the resemblances between the four
women. Star Wars is one of my favourite interests, and that explains
the Christmas special. Please, tell me what you thought about this
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