Post by Deleted on May 29, 2016 23:48:59 GMT -5
 | For a bowl of noodles? I'd do a gazillion push-ups! tagged |
【TWC: 2,050】
"Guoooh?!" The gross sound of a rumbling belly had echoed all through Son Gouken's house. Making a hard reverb sound throughout the home and forcing it to tremble comically from the might of the warrior's hungry belly. His hands clamped on his exposed skin and holding it in reconcile. In an effort to sooth the pain of hunger from his person. What sucked about being a lone warrior in his mountain range based home was that he had no one to make him noodles or food when he was hungry! It sucked! He had to go out and do that stuff himself! And it was already hard enough balancing the time to go and work out and keep himself in check while exploring his home world and all that good stuff at the same time! Gosh darn it! The only answer to his pain was to, well, get up and go to the city and hit a spot. Oh well, he had to get some sunlight sooner or later. Not that he minded going out, anyway. He just wanted to spend his day at home was all. The quiet and peace of Mt. Paozu was something he enjoyed vastly was all. Ah well. Popping onto his feet from his bed, Gouken made way to his closet. Rummaging through his many uniforms and Dogis. A good five reiterations of his one gi in the closet. One red and black, a few orange and blue but with varying kanjis sewn on. He thought nothing of it, but if a regular citizen saw it they'd think him repetitive and question his fashion sense. Until, that is, they;d see what he pulled out to wear. Aside from his boxers, which was the only thing he wore when in his home. "Ahh! My lucky button up and shorts!" He said aloud. His shirt orange but with blue triangles adorning it. The shorts beige in color. Slipping the articles on and putting on some sandals, he set out.
Instead of flying, he rode his CC Yakuza. His trusty motorbike that traversed all types of terrains thanks to his ability to fly and carry tons and tons of weight. Bless being a Saiyan! Grinning all throughout the drive, entertaining himself with jokes that he learned from King Kai and stunting on every town he bursted through. Hanging off the side of his bike, standing tall and popping wheelies alike. Stuff you'd expect a teenager to do with a motorcycle. Impressing ladies and dudes all the same, and not really having a motive. In fact, his only goal was to entertain others alongside himself. He saw nothing wrong with doing that, and there wasn't. He did this until he pulled into West City. Speeding through the fast roads and avoiding hurting anyone smartly with quick and smooth moves alike. Stopping in front of a particular food place he had enjoyed attending frequently. "Yumm!~ Ichiraku Ramen Hub!" Son would grin and hum, parking and walking nonchalantly into the establishment shortly after. Speaking to the person at the podium up front and getting a table for a party of twenty. Taking a set in the middle of everything and taking in his surrounding for a moment. Becoming mindful of his area. The orange tinted lamps illuminating the hub, the many tables that were occupied by humans and zoanthropes and many more alike. A smile had even crossed the young'un's lips from the unity. "What makes Earth so nice.." He huffed a little, thinking to himself. "Not every planet can say they've got people of all kinds of backgrounds like this in a happy state! Hehe!" Shaking his head some, Son read over the menu before him. Being a regular at Ichiraku's, they gave him a pretty discount. "Gah..fifty bowls of chicken ramen, as much sushi as they can pack onto twelve plates and twice as many bowls of Tamago kake gohan. Miso soup, too and some tsukemono..!~ Gaah, my mouth is watering already.." Son mused, the corners of his mouth dribbling with drool. It didn't take too long for his waitress to come.
"Haaai!~" Son called. "Hai! What can we get you this time, Mr. Son?" His waitress asked. "Oi! Mr. Son is my dad, haha! Call me Gouken, Atori! Hehe, I know what I want off the bat, may I have fifty bowls of chicken ramen, twelve plates of pufferfish sushi, ten bowls of Tamago kake gohan, five bowls of miso soup, seven plates of tsukemono, five plates of omurice and a whole lot of bowls of gyudon! Please!" He called, asking politely. Atori nodding once, her smile as wide as his. She wasn't surprised in the least that he'd order this much. She'd memorize it all by now and left in a hurry, reporting what he wanted to the cooks in the kitchen. Son waiting ever patiently, his legs folded under him and the boy sitting on his legs as per tradition. His button up undone and open while his hands rest on his lap. A confident smile on his face and remaining so through the nearly two hour wait on his food. And, as it never failed, Ichiraku's was STILL jam packed! And, it was to be expected! Ichiraku was probably the most quality place around! At least, in Son's opinion. An entire team had to bring Son's food out when it was ready. Bowls on bowls on bowls, in other words: HEAVEN!! Son's face had lit up like a lightbulb as he smelled the distinct flavor of beef and chicken and pickles and all the rest come to him at long last. The Neo Z-Fighter was getting his long overdue pay! He moaned in utter ecstasy as he felt his mouth water and metaphorical waterfalls had poured from his jaw. Heck, even Ichiraku himself had come out to greet his greatest customer. "Irasshaimase, Son Gouken!! We put a bet on that you can finish everything here, but these new workers don't believe me! If ya help me prove it, they said they'd pay for everything!" The barrel chested cook grinned from ear to ear. "Ahh?! I gotcha, Ichiraku! Hah, itadakimasu!" Son grinned as well, now. Clapping his hands together and bowing politely over and over to show his total gratitude. Kami must have been looking out for him! Tears had been pouring down his cheeks as he was told that the new crewmates would pay for his bite! "Haaaah!" He sounded, swiping a bowl of noodles into his hands and instantly slurping up the contents of the bowl. Loud and proud, and enjoying himself heartily, Son's cheels puffed out and made him seem like a hamster. "Omnomnomnomnomnomnomnom!!"
It was clear to say that he was enjoying Ichiraku's ramen greatly.
This had gone on for the next forty nine bowls to say it in the most blunt way. A half hour of the young man just moaning and praising the cook behind the nibbles. Son had slurped up the noodles swiftly and loudly, showing his appreciation to the chef. He had then moved onto the sushi in a matter of seconds. Using the chop sticks at his disposal with two hands and tossing the seaweed wrapped rice and fish into his cheeks and swallowing everything all at once quickly and doing so for the next eleven plates. His 'omnomnom's growing slow but more drawn out in length of nom's. "OH NOO, HE'S TEARING THROUGH EVERYTHING!" Cried one of the crewmates. Clapping his hands onto his cheek and calling out in a humorous manner. Stacking plate atop plate, Gouken had moved onto his vast supply of Tamago kake Gohan. Shoveling the rice into his gullet like a real glutton without knowing so. The taste was absolutely exquisite, what with the umami going on as the soy sauce he had put had really marinated in the rice and gave it a fanstastic taste to it. Needless to say, Son was in a state of total heaven at this point. More heart noises leaving him as he slurped up the egg yolk located beneath the gohan in each bowl. The Tamago Gohan lasting not too long as he ripped through. "OHHH, MY. GODDD, HE KILLED THE TAMAGO!!" Gasped another mate. Son had moved on, however, to the tsukemono. The pickled items dropped down his throat as he literally picked up plates and allowed the foods to slide down. Swallowing hungrily and happily as he enjoyed every last morsel to be offered up to him. And there was still so much more to go! Smacking his hands onto the table, and causing the piled up bowls to jump, Son licked his lips. "Betcha weren't expecting this; Hyah!" Son bellowed, becoming a Super Saiyan. He loved this new form! It let him eat even faster!! He loved it! His hands had come to the Gyudon that he had ordered as well. Using his chopsticks to shovel the chunks of beef into his mouth and cheeks. Filling them up to their limit, and then chewing before swallowing heartily.
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As he ate, his omnoms had returned! Louder and far more aggressive, however! His eyes focused on his bowl and his lips no longer in a grin but in a focused half frown. Though it was more adorable tha anything else, as a focused Gouken was a cute one. His cheeks all puffed out and lips small from his expanded cheeks and all! His brow cocked as he continued eating. Attacking his food like it had threatened to decimate the Earth, Tearing the gyudon up like its name was Jarvis! This was serious, and he hadn't even touched his Miso Soup!! His bore teeth had chomped down on the beef of his gyudon swiftly and savored the taste before he had decimated each and every single bowl of beef bits in a matter of minutes. Striking hard and making sure the food knew what for! Gouken was gonna show 'em! He was absolutely sure of it. He was so confident, that he would swear it on his name. Dropping the final bowl, after switching empty bowl to full, Son immediately began onto his soup. Slurping up the contents of the wondrously crafted food item like it was virtually nothing. Like it was what he breathed twenty four seven! Needless to say, Son had inhaled the contents of soup before slamming down his bowl. Emitting a rather loud, deep burp from his gullet. Wiping his mouth with his arm and then resting himself from the journey he had taken his stomach through. Panting lightly before looking to the three crewmates. "Good luck paying, boys. That was a lot, hehe!" Son laughed a little patting the cross shaped scar on his stomach. Standing up and shaking Ichiraku's hand before leaving the establishment. Mounting his Yakuza and taking off back to Mt. Paozu, aka the home on the range. The drive taking but a few minutes thanks to his speed. His Super Saiyan power fading away in due time. About before he parked in front of his home. Jumping off of his ride and entering his house. The dark, nigh sky held over his head. Leaving his shirt indoors and then hopping onto the top of his semi circle shaped house. Laying vertically on it, hands behind his head and eyes kept to the stars above. Watching for the sentinels above whom he believed to watch over him.
"Gah..I gotta get Shinko back from that girl. She still has her and things are kinda lonely 'round the house without my bud. I'll make it a note to go out sometime and retrieve. Maybe even invite her over for some food at Ichiraku's. Heh. That'll be fun, and she can bring whoever she likes, too. A group date, I'll take Shinko as mine!" Son thought silently to himself. "Anyways. Heya, sentinels. You guys let me get beat up, back when I was fighting that giant lizard man. I know it wasn't on purpose, but it must have been your plan. It got me a session with King Kai, y'know. Well..that's about it. Just wanted to thank ya. Hah..night, sentinel. Cheers for watchin' over me, one more day, bud."
