Chair and Table

#deep

Cool fell to the floor, water rapidly leaving his body. Chair stumbled to him, panicking and crying. Table stood there in shock. He didn't really want to shoot him. But he lost his control. He lost it all. Other objects began to rush out and see the horror scenery. Some of them yelled for help, others stood in silence.

Cool was injured for sure. A medical bookshelf came through and tried to stop the bleeding. Some other tables grabbed Table down and took away his gun. Chair was holding to Cools cold hand. He wiped away Chairs tears and kissed her palm. He touched his hand on her stomach and began to cry.

Table was carried away into the hall way as people began to ask him what happened. He didn't respond. All he wanted was to say sorry to Chair. But he knew deep down she would never forgive her. He had lost everyone. His future wife. His dad. Friendships with other objects were broken. He was nothing. When everyone left Table alone, he stood up and walked towards Chair.

He began to breathe heavily, as the ground below him shook. Suddenly a yellow force surrounded him as his hair turned bright blonde and was spiky.

"This is a super saiyan. And this-"

He flexed more to the point where he had ultra power surrounding him.

"This is what is known as a super saiyan that has ascended past a super saiyan! Or you could just call this a super saiyan two" He spoke. Chair nodded in disbelief.

"What a useless transformation! You changed your hair so what!" Cool mocked. Table smirked 

"Just wait" He confidently said.

Table started to scream louder and louder, almost breaking the sound barriers. The power around him was increasing dramatically as everyone stood around, flabbergasted. This effected everyones hearing and some began to scream. But it was no use as Tables scream was the loudest. A bright yellow ball of energy suppressed him as his hair grew longer. He had a flashback to when his dad died and he grew more angry. He finally turned into a 3rd stage super saiyan.

"wowza" Cool said.