I'm doing a thing

It is a writing thing.

It will be a sequel of sorts to one of totallynotabrony's stories.

It will have elements of DBZ.

Krillin may or may not be involved in some essence.

You have been warned/informed.

Comments

[Crescent Wrench]

Well at least we have a warning

[ZemaBato]

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Waldo smirks to himself, satisfied with his comment. He gets up, ready to leave his computer and try to have a real life.

Suddenly, his world tilts! his right foot is in the air, the unfortunate victim of an errant banana peel. Time ticks by slowly as his face inevitably meets the floor.

He reaches for his desk in a vain attempt to catch himself. His fingers slip on the smooth surface, freshly cleaned. He feels something cold and metal, his hand grasping firmly.

*clink*

*clank*

The object rolls to the ground. Feeling something small in his hands, he looks as his head hits the unforgiving concrete.

It's a pin.

Frantically, he looks where the object dropped. A grenade sits there menacingly.

Focus becomes hard for him. Waldo tries to do something, anything! But it's simply too hard; the force of the fall disorienting him that badly.

The last thing he sees is the flash of his computer. Looking up with unfocused eyes, he barely makes out the message that mysteriously popped up.

You're Yamcha, biatch!

There was only one thing Waldo could do, before the grenade blows.

He screamed like a child.

"FFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-"

*BAKOOOOOOOOM*

~Fin

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10/10 would read again