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Chapter 4-The Real Plan
“Are you sure that was a good idea?”
Judith asked, biting into her apple. “I have a feeling that they are not going
to let us off easily.”
“Cool down
Judy-chan. We’ll be fine. Besides, your dad isn’t going to get mad, and probably
not mine either, but the problem is our mom.” Izumi replied, munching away on her onigiri.
“I know.
My mom would probably kill me, and so would yours. I know what they are going
to say. ‘School is a place to learn! Not a place to kill each other!!’ and all that
other stuff that they always say.”
“Yeah,
yeah.”
Izumi looked up into the sky, and
thought. And somehow, a thought came into her mind.
“Hey, Judy-chan,” She called over, “Let’s
go back in time and help my grandpa and your dad!”
“WHAT???”
Judith yelled, almost dropping her onigiri. “What did you just say????”
“I said,”
“Wait. Did
you just say we are going back in time?”
“Yes.”
“And that
we are going to help my dad and your grandpa?”
“Yes.”
“What is
that suppose to mean??”
“Well, we
could go back in time, to the time when Frieza was going to kill my grandpa.
Then, we could kill Frieza, then find your dad, and persuade him to go to
earth, and not fight with my dad, and well, marry with your mom, and you know….”
“YOU
BAKA!!!” Judith yelled. “That is the worst thing we could do! What do you think
our moms would say?”
“Well, if
we don’t tell,” Said Izumi.
“Well, I’m
not on it. This is the stupidest idea anyone would think of. Besides, your dad
wouldn’t be able to go Super Saiyan if we kill Frieza.”
“Then we’ll
train him to be it.” Replied Izumi
mildly.
“Aww…
Never mind. Let’s not think about this right now, ok?”
“Ok..”
“Hey, what
are you two wimps talking about? A way to get out of this tournament?” the boy
who has previously spoken rudely in class came up to them.
“None of
your business you big mouth!” Izumi shot back.
“Why, you
son of a-“
“Oh say no
more. You are being very naughty today aren’t you? Well, just for your
information, I am a girl, so I think that I’ll be a ‘daughter’ if that is fine
with you.” She challenged.
The whole
class erupted with laughter.
“My you
are good!”
“This is
not going to be pretty.”
“ This is going to be interesting!”
And
various other comments were heard.
By then,
the boy, known as Chris, was at the red sign. His face was red as a ripe
tomato, and he was breathing kinda weird too.
Any way,
he yelled, “Hey, you Judy-Punk, and Izumi-goil, how about we have this
tournament of ours today?”
“…Fine,”
was all Izumi said. And with that, she pushed a red button on her watch, and
with a blinding light, she was changed in her training clothing.
“This is
not going to be pretty, Izumi, lets go about this after school, and not in
here, especially. How are you going to carry him out after you break 5 bones of
his?” Judith quickly cut in.
“…Fine,”
was all Izumi said again, and with that, she pushed a green button on her
watch, and with a blinding light, she was back in her school uniform.
“Hey, why
don’t we use the club room?” a girl piped in. “Then, we could see how strong
those two are, and with any luck for them, they might be one of us. Well,
Chris, what do you say?”
Chris was
obviously the ringleader of this group, just grumbled. Judith guessed that it
was because the girl was his girl friend.
“How about
this afternoon right after school? Because I have to be home by 5:00pm,and I’ll
certainly be better off if I’m home before it, because I have to train, and do
my homework, and eat dinner, then take shower, and then read and then, wrestle
my baby sister and my older brother to bed, and..” Before she could say any more, Izumi shut her up by placing
a hand on her mouth, and giving her a glance that read- Shut your big trap
UP!!-
“What she
meant to say that it would be best if we did it right after school today, so
would you be nice enough to set up a tournament stadium or something?” She
spoke to the sweat-dropping crowd as if nothing happened.
“F-fine
with us. Isn’t it guys?” Chris asked the class.
They all
nodded their heads in approval.
“Well, it’s
settled then,” Izumi stated satisfied.