Night of the Babysitters
SPECIAL EDITION!
guest babysitter: "bluecheesez"

Note; The babysitter, blu, did not volunteer for this. And 'blu' is never capitalized. Enjoy!

A girl appears out of nowhere in the front yard of Capsule Corp. She blinks and looks around confused. She had golden-brown hair,and was very skinny and tall, a flamethrower was the only thing she was carrying. Bulma poked her head out of the building; "Oh hi there, who are you?" The girl turns and looks at the blue-haired woman, "Um...I'm Bluecheesez, but people call me 'blu'." she said slowly. "Well, I haven't seen you before, hey! Would you like to babysit for us tonight? Me and a few friends are going out to dinner." blu blinks again. "Great! Thanks! Come on, I'll show you your babysitees." Bulma headed back inside, not even commenting on the flamethrower.

blu followed her, still extremely confused about where she was and what was going on. Her flamethrower was slug loosely behind her shoulder. She followed Bulma into the living room of the huge house. Five kids were crowded around the biggest TV set she'd ever seen. 4 Game systems also sat around the TV; N64, PSX, PS2, and DC. "Trunks, Goten, Bra, Pan, Marron, this is going to be your babysitter tonight," Bulma told the group. Five pair of eyes landed on the golden-haired girl.

"Who's that?" Trunks demanded. "This is blu, she's new in town." "Actually...I have no idea where I am or whats going on." blu muttered, Bulma ignored her and said;. "Well, we should be going, thank you so much for agreeing to help us, they should be in bed by 9 and we'll be home around midnight." With that, the blue-haired genius walked out of the room; "Hurry up Vegeta, everyone's probably waiting for us!"

Trunks whispered something to Bra, who giggled and whispered to Goten, who grinned and passed it on to Pan, who smiled slowly. Marron frowned and starred up at blu. blu was still very confused and just starred back. "Soooo.....aren't you going to cook us dinner?" Trunks asked. The girl blinked; "Cook? Me? Wha..?" "You hafta make us dinner, babysitter lady." Bra informed her. "Okkkkkkeeeyyy...." blu entered the kitchen slowly accompanied by Bra, Pan, and Marron.
"How are we supposed to torture the babysitter if we don't even know her?" Goten wondered. "I dunno, lemme think." the purple-haired demi-saiyan replied. "I can help!" a echoey disembodied voice chirped. "Go away." Trunks growled. "But I can help!" the voice complained. "Uh-huh, just keep on typing and we'll get all the info anyway!" Trunks said. "Maybe, but its more fun this way." the voice snickered.

"She's right ya'know, your just mad cuz she stuck you up in that tree that one time." Goten pointed out. "Awww, shaddap. Fine, what's blu not like, Kiri?" Trunks gave in. The echoey voice started laughing insanely. "Can we get on with this?" The blue-eyed 8-year old demanded. "Alright, alright, pushy. blu dun like bears, pink, homework, misqitoes, um...stuff like that ya know? I think you can think of plenty with just that." the voice told the two half-saiyans.
"Good. Heheheheheheh." Trunks rubbed his hands together, grinning wickedly. "Have fun, Trunks, 'specially since you won't get punished too severely cuz this is the 'special edition' muwahahaha!" the disembodied voice laughed. "Ooo, light punishment eh? Alright! C'mon Goten, we got work to do!" The purple-haired boy pulled his friend into a two-person huddle.

"Eeeeeeeeepppp!" Plates shattered on the tile floor. The four girls had failed 5 different dishes. "I hate cooking." blu muttered. "Can we just have hotdogs?" Pan asked cutely. "Fine, whatever, how many ya'll want?" The flamethrower-girl asked. "Um..lessee...Trunks...Goten eats lots...we'll probably have about 500 hotdogs please!" Bra told their babysitter. "Five HUNDRED?!" blu's jaw-dropped.

"TRUNKS! GOTEN! DIIIIIIIINNNNER!" Pan shouted. Trunks shoved the hologram projector under his head and a bottle of misqutoes and ran out the door. Goten jumped back into the house through a window and ran to the dinner table with another jar of misqutoes. Marron was setting the table, Bra, Pan, Trunks and Goten went to 'wash their hands'. In the bathroom, they all sprayed on misqutoe spray. "Tell Marron to come in."

They were all seated at the dinner table, 501 hotdogs were piled on the table. Trunks, Goten, Bra and Pan started stuffing stuff in their faces instantly. Marron blinked, frowned, tucked a napkin into her shirt then started on her hotdog. blu starred at the four demi-saiyans as the pile of hotdogs decreased. "You'd better eat that, they'll steal it if they finish." Marron warned. blu blinked and took a bite of her hotdog.

Trunks acciddentally knocked over his bottle of misqutoes, the glass shattered and 8 annoyed bugs were released. "What was that?" blu looked under the table. Goten kicked over his bottle. 12 more misqutoes were set free. "EEEEEEPPPPPP!!" Goten grabbed the last hotdog and stuffed it in his mouth. blu ran around the table, chased by a herd of evil blood-sucking bugs.

blu instinctively took out her flamethrower and started smoking the kitchen. The misqutoes were gone in a flash, and so was the kitchen wallpaper. The five kids dodge out of the way. "Hey! Mommy's gonna be weal mad!" Bra told her babysitter. "Yeah, like she can do anything to me." blu growled. "You don't know our mom." Trunks muttered. "I don't know why I'm here either!" the girl exclaimed. "Heheheh, um...I hafta...godomyhomework!" the purple-haired demi-saiyan flew out of the room. "Yeah, me too!" Goten sprinted out.

blu glared down at the 3 4-year old girls clustered around her feet. "What do you want?" "Will you play with us?" Bra and Pan purred. blu blinked, "Um...play what?" Pan whispered something to Bra, whose face brightened; "TEA PARTY!" "Wha?" blu asked, but it was too late, the deathgrips of Pan and Bra dragged the confused girl to the Torture Room; otherwise known as Bra's Room. Marron followed.

"AHHHHHHHHHH!! Pink! Pink! It's all pink! The horrorrrrr! Getmeout! Getmeout!" No such luck, the door slammed shut and blu was forced into a little pink chair at a little pink tea table. Bra grabbed a bunch of pink dolls and stuffed animals while Pan gathered the pink teacups, plates, and other supplies. Marron watched blu. blu jumped out of the chair and tried to escape, but the door was locked fast.
"Getmeout!" blu unhooked her flamethrower from its strap and aimed at the door; a powerful flame shot out, but it didn't even make a mark. "Trunks blasts that door all the time, mommy installed some weird super-door." Bra told the babysitter, not even looking up from her spot. blu didn't give up, she kicked, whacked and threw things at the door, but the structure stood fast.

Bra placed the stuffed toys around the table carefully, Pan set the little tea table, the whole room was pink. Painfully pink. Pan grabbed hold of blu's hand and dragged her to her seat, Bra tied her there with pink Christmas ribbons. "Let me outtttta here!" blu shouted. Bra handed her a teacup; "Here!" Pan smiled; "Want some suger?" she asked, offering the sugarcup. "No no no no no no! Lemme out!" the golden-haired girl screamed. Bra frowned; "Drink." she commanded. blu strugged, but it was no use, she 'drank' from the little teacup. Marron smiled.

"Didja download all the hologram clips yet?" Trunks asked. "Almost. This is the last one." Goten replied. "Good, what else did Kiri say blu didn't like?" the purple-haired demi-saiyan asked. "I dunno." the other boy replied without blinked. Trunks rolled his eyes. "I said she didn't like homework! And heights! And oh, oh! She hates N'Sync and Britnet Spears!! OOO!!!" the disembodied voice shouted. "N'Sync and Britney Spears? Heheheheh..." Trunks smirked evilly.
"AHHHHHHHHH!!!!" blu jumped out the window of Bra's Bedroom and started running towards the forest. Bra and Pan looked at each other. Marron blinked, "Whoa...a normal person survived the jump." "Um...whadda we do now?" Bra asked. "I guess we wait til she comes back." Pan answered. "Ok."

"Hey Trunks, the babysitter is runnin' towards the forest, I think she jumped out Bra's window." Goten pointed out the window, a lean figure was running towards the forest; screaming something. Trunks blinked, then shrugged, "Kiriska ain't gonna let her get away that easily, she'll be back." he turned back to his friend; "Hurry up with those mp3 clips, you need to transfer them to the Sound System in the attic." "Kay." Goten replied.

"Get me OUTTA here!" blu shouted out to the forest. "Hey, hey, hey, whattaya doin' way out here?" an echoey voice asked. "Who are you?" blu turned around, looking for the source of the voice. "Who do ya think I am?" the voice snickered. "Kiriska! I'm going to kill you!" the flamethrower-girl screamed. "Yeah, yeah, I know, heheheh, now git back to that house or you'll never see the end of this story." the voice commanded. "ARRRGGGG! I am so going to kill you! Rip you limb from limb! They'll never find your remains!" blu cursed. "Ok, ok, wonderful, now get back to the house, we don't have all night ya know!" Reluctantly, bluecheesez walked back to the house....

"Hey, Twunks! Here she comes!" Bra pointed out the window. Trunks turned to Marron, "S'all the stuff ready?" The blonde girl nodded. "Okey, Bra, Marron, Goten attic, Pan keep lookout." "Yes, sir!"

blu entered through the front door, catiously, looking around. "Where'd you little brats go?" she wondered to herself. Suddenly, without warning, loud, obnoxious music began to play: "I'mmmmm dooin' this tonight, you're probably gonna start'a fight, I know this can't be right, hey baby c'moooon!"

"EIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!! I HATE N'SYNC!!!" blu unleashed her flamethrower and looked around wildly for the source of music. "I loooved you endlessly, when you weren't there for meee, so now its time to leave, and make it alooone!" blu slammed the metal frame of her weapon on the wall in fusteration. The music droned on. "ARRRRRGGGG!!! MAKE IT STOP!!!" Pan flew down the stairs; "Gimme yer flamethrower and we'll make it stop." she offered.

"NO!" blu clutched her flamethrower tightly, "Never!" Pan shrugged, "Ok." and flew back upstairs. "HEY!" blu started up the stairs, but an invisable field blocked her. "I don't wannna be your fool, in this game for two, so I'm lea-ving you behindddd, bye bye bye-I don't wanna make it tough, but I've had enough, baby, bye bye bye; bye bye!" "ARRRGGG!!! Stop it! Stop it!" Miraclilously, the music rolled to a stop. blu blinked; "Huh?"

"OOPS! I did it again, I made you believe, we're more than just friends, oh baby, baby, OOPS you think I'm in love, that I'm sent from above, I'm not that innocent!" "ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!" The five, evil, babysitees laughed upstairs, getting yet another recording of their babysitter's pain. Their last video, of Gohan, had mysteriously disappeared though. "You see my problem is this, I'm dreaming away, wishing that heros they truely exist, I cry watchin'da days, can'tcha see I'ma fooool, in so many ways."

"MAKE IT STOOOOOOPPP!" blu dropped her flamethrower and whipped her hands up to her ears, which were throbbing from the volume of the music. The floor slid open a few inches from the fallen flamethrower; Bra poked her head out and grabbed it while blu's back was turned, then ducked back in and the floor closed up again. blu turned, and noticed that her prized weapon had been stolen; "Give it BACK you brats!" "OOPS I did it again, I made you believe, we're more than just friends, oh baby baby, OOPS, you think I'm in love, that I'm sent from aboooooove, I'm not that innocent."

"The song's almost over; get the holo-shots ready Pan." The quarter-saiyan nodded, and flipped a few switches and turned a black nob. Goten had disappeared somewhere, probably preparing for another mean and devious trick. Marron was at an opposite consule, making sure everything was going orderly. All this; over a million zuni in equiptment, all opertated by a handful of little kids. A 7-year old, a 8-year old, and three 4-year olds, the Babysiteez.

The music stopped. blu stood up slowly muttering. "RRRRAAAAAAARRRRRRRR!!!" A huge grizzly bear stood at the entrance of the kitchen, ten feet tall, blocking the whole doorway. "RAAAAAARRRRRRRRR!!!" another bear nudged its way from behind the first bear; it snarled; revealing its rows of sharp teeth. blu gulped; defenseless without her flamethrower.

Bra giggled and tossed the flamethrower to Marron who hung it up high on the ceiling of the Master Bedroom, just out of the jumping reach of a person blu's height. The blue-haired girl took out her walkie-talkie; "All set here Twunks." "Good, Goten n' I'll fuse now." the voice of the other end replied. "Kay." Bra chirped back. blu was backed up in the corner of the living room, the holo-bears were just inches from her, growling menecingly. "Um......help?" The bears roared again; inching closer.

Trunks and Goten were in one of upstairs hallways; they stood a few meters apart, both had gone ssj. "Fuuuuuuuuuuuu....." they moved closer to each other, their forefingers came millimeters to each other, then they shifted their arm positions to the opposite directions; "Sion!" they brought their fingers together while also arching their bodies into the space between them; "HAAA!!" a bright yellow light surrounded them.
blu turned her head, she heard some people shouting upstairs; Maybe the stupid kids are actually fighting...she thought. T'wasn't so. The girl turned back to the bears; but they were gone. "Whaaa...??? Where'd they go?" "I vaporized them, human." a weird, vaguely familiar voice said. A spiked-haired blondie decended slowly from the air. "Who are you?" blu asked automaticly.

"You don't want to know." the 'stranger' told her, snickering. "Why not? Who are you???" blu demanded. "Ok, fine, I'm Hyte Ftarh Dha Oiehge Bannnika Jiera Bubasip Wajeel Xaziek Sedik..." The golden-haired girl cut him off; "Alright, alright, shut up!" blu grumbled. "No one tells me to be quiet human!" 'Hyte' shrieked, "Now down to business, I'm here to take over this planet." he stated calmly.

"Take over the world?" blu repeated, that wasn't uncommon, but then again, she had no idea where she was or why she was there, some disturbed and evil author had brought her there. The girl didn't react, she just stood their, awaiting 'Hyte''s next move. "Aren'tcha gonna like panic or...somethin'?" the fusion of Trunks and Goten asked. "Umm...no." blu said. "Ok...then I'll just...go terrorize the neighbors then..." and he akwardly walked out the backdoor.

blu blinked. How was she going to get out of here? She headed upstairs, the invisable barrier was gone. The upstairs was quiet. Too quiet. blu peeked into the Torture Room; it was empty...and pink. She poked her head in another bedroom, it was neat, and empty. Another room; it was messy, EGM magazines were littered everywhere, along with Gameboy cartridges and pieces of crumpled paper. Empty. blu moved on, checking each room for the missing brats.

"Awww, poo, it didn't work." Gotenks climbed in the attic window. "No? Oh well, she's checkin' the upstairs. She's in the 5th hallway." Marron told him, not turning from her spot at the 12 sets of TVs. "Pan and Bra are in the bedroom right?" "Yep." "Ok, I guess I'll just wait 30 minutes until we can defuse..." Gotenks muttered reverting back to a regular saiyan.

"Shh, here she comes!" Pan and Bra shuffled back into the guestroom. Their babysitter was coming closer. blu passed by the entrance of the room; Pan rushed out grabbed her and jumped out the window. "EEEEPPPPPPPPPP!!!" The quarter-saiyan soared high into the night sky. Bra stuck her head out the window and giggled. The shillouete of Pan and blu struck out against the bright full moon (Which had magically reappeared), blu was kicking and shrieking, but Pan held on tight.....or not, blu and Pan seperated, the gold-haired girl dropped from the sky; "AIIIIIIEEEEEEEEE!!!"

*SPLAT!*

"You said you could do it Pan." Trunks poked the body with a stick. "She bit me!" Pan exclaimed. "Are we gonna git in trouble?" Goten wondered, joining his friend in poking the carcess with a stick. Bra shrugged, "We dun even know who she is." "Well,...here come the grown ups..." Marron pointed; three hovering cars pulled up the driveway. "Should we hide?" Goten asked, giving blu one last poke. Trunks shook his head, "Whats the point?" They turned to face the incoming parents.

"What happened?" Bulma demanded. "The babysitter jumpedded out the window." Bra told her mother. "And whhhyyyyyy did she do that?" "Umm...." Pan looked at Trunks. "She scourched the kitchen with her flamethrower!" the purple-haired demi-saiyan exclaimed. "WHAT?!" Bulma shrieked, "My kitchen?!" The five kids nodded.

Vegeta locked the door to the closet. Bulma was pounding from inside and shrieking insanely. They had locked her up to prevent her from totally destroying blu's body. "Sooo....aren'tcha gonna like punish us?" Bra wondered. Trunks jabbed her in the ribs. "No, thats your mother's job. And she's indisposed." Vegeta muttered and went into his room. Trunks grinned and ran upstairs, Bra followed his, eagar to get her share of the candy.

blu got up slowly, making sure no one was around. The coast was clear, everyone had gone home. "Well, whaddo I do now???" she demanded to the sky. "Whaddaya wanna do?" the echoey voice asked. "I wanna go home!" the girl shouted. "Home? Okkaaayyy....hehehehe." ZAAAPPP!
"Strike Three! Yooouuuuur out!" "What are you doin' here?" blu was standing on in a baseball stadium; on home base. "That was lame." blu muttered, looking around. "Yeah I know, but I wanted to end this, so scream for me kay?" "Fine, ARRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!"

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