Just Droppin' In!

DISCLAIMER: I DON"T own ANYTHING! FunImation and such own DBZ, and my friends own themselves. So, basically, the only thing I own in this fic is myself, Owlie.

Raditz and Goku faced each other over the dusty ground, ready to fight to the death. Each knew that the fate of this relatively insignificant planet was in the outcome of this fight. Raditz spat on the ground and looked at Goku square in the eye. "So, little brother, it has come down to this. Now, are you prepared to get squashed into a lifeless pulp?"

"Who said anything about pulp?"

"Ha!"

"HEY?! What is that up there?!"

Both men looked up at what appeared to be a giant black hole in the sky, its flaming edges outshining the sun. A number of objects fell out of it, and , as suddenly as it had appeared, it sealed itself up again.

"What on earth was that?"

"Kakorrot, why are you asking me?"

"I dunno. Anyway, what did tha-whoa!"

The reason for Goku's surprise was the fact that the "objects" that the hole spat out were actually kids, all around the age of fourteen. Some of them had fallen behind Goku, and the rest were behind Raditz

"I don't believe this.a bunch of kids."

"What?" Raditz then looked behind him. "Oh, hell. A bunch of weakling Earth brats. Just what we need."

"*beeep*"

Goku looked behind him, to see a girl with long, brown hair lying on her stomach, her face pressed to the ground, cursing her head off. Beside her, another girl, with shorter brown hair of a similar color, sat, trying (apparently) to shut her up.

"Crystal Suranu, will you stop cursing?"

"NO! No one shall stop me!!!"

"Oh, for heaven's sake!"

One of her friends, with hair of a lighter brown, suddenly looked at her wrist and screamed out, "Why do I look like I'm badly drawn?" The, she took another look at her wrist. "Why am I stuck in anime? This is not fair!"

The girl who had been doing the cursing suddenly looked up and yelled, "Owlie-chan, what the heck are you doing!"

For one of the girls, whom Goku took to be Owlie-chan, was walking around Raditz, apparently sizing him up. As she walked, Raditz cast a wary eye on her, as one might look at a strange dog. Finally, she seemed to reach a conclusion, her brown eyes sparkling with maliciousness.

"My God, you're ugly!"

Raditz was slightly taken aback by this, as no one, especially not a weakling like this, had ever dared call him ugly.

"So I'm not exactly gorgeous!"

"I know. If I thought you were gorgeous, I wouldn't have called you ugly, now, would I?"

Goku felt he better step in on this kid's behalf, or she was going to get herself killed. But when?

"Stupid brat, I will kill you! Any last requests?"

"Yeah."

"Better make it."

"Go get a haircut, slimeball!"

Raditz leapt forward, a small ball of energy in his right hand, about to kill her.

"Raditz, stop. She's just a kid."

"She has offended me!"

By this time, all the rest of Crystal Suranu and Owlie-chan's travelling companions were fully recovered from their rather nasty connection with the ground. They were looking around, highly confused. "ZestyGnome, where are we?" asked the one who had been complaining about being stuck in anime.

"I do believe we are in the wonderful world of Dragonball Z. Drink up, everyone!"

All heads turned in the direction of ZestyGnome. "What do you mean, Dragonball Z?" Goku asked, not knowing that basically his entire life was on tape for the viewing pleasure of non-animated audiences.

"Goku, your life is the center of a thirty minute, action-packed anime drama that has millions of fans and lots of shoddy fan merchandise," ZestyGnome answered, quite calmly.

"It is? Whoa!"

Beckie, the girl who had protested being in anime in any form at all, yelled, "I just want to get back to orchestra!"

"Well, since the portal's closed," Crystal Suranu began. "We obviously can't get back through it."

"Congratulations," Raditz interrupted, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I never thought Earthlings could be this intelligent."

Crystal Suranu ignored him. "So, basically, we need a way to get back that doesn't involve opening the portal. Solarcite, Alice, any suggestions?"

A Chinese girl and another girl with straight, black hair that brushed her shoulders both answered at the same time. "Nope."

Then, the girl with shoulder length hair suddenly cried out "Wait, you could use the Dragonballs!"

Just then, they heard what sounded like breaking glass. "Tashachu, what did you break this time?" asked Crystal Suranu.

Tashachu, the girl that had been trying to get Crystal Suranu to stop cursing, sheepishly turned to face them. In each hand, she held the remains of what had been an orange glass ball, about the size of an apple.

"Okay, what was it?"

"Um, it was this sort of orange glassy-looking ball, with these four orange stars in the middle."

Everyone's jaws dropped. Goku's eyes bulged. "You broke a Dragonball?! Tashachu, you idiot!"

"Anyone have super glue?" ZestyGnome asked weakly.

"Fools!" yelled Piccolo. "You can't glue a Dragonball back together!"

"What I don't understand," Goku said, somewhat bemusedly. "Is how she broke it in the first place. I mean, it's a real Dragonball. You aren't supposed to be able to break one."

"Well, you know, she's Tashachu. She manages to break the supposedly indestructible objects," This was the first time that Owlie-chan had opened her mouth after being saved from a certain death by Goku, which was something like five minutes ago.

"Well, how was I to know what it was? I only started watching DBZ a few days ago, and most of those were reruns of the Majiin Buu saga." Crystal Suranu rolled her eyes.

"Oh, hell!" Raditz exclaimed. "Now I'm stuck on this stupid planet with a bunch of weird kids, because one of them broke the Dragonball and Kakorrot's son blew up my spaceship!"

"Leave Gohan out of this. What we should do is try and help these poor kids out of here. Then we can continue our little fight."

"Fine by me, Kakorrot. As long as we get them out of here."

"Um, okay, where do we start?"

Radditz looked at Goku like he was crazy. "WHAT!? You never gave this any thought? You're asking me how to get rid of a bunch of kids?!"

Goku thought for a moment. "Um, I guess. Come to think of it, why am I asking you how to 'get rid of a bunch of kids'? You'd probably blow them up or something."

"Maybe I should!" Radditz moved to blast the little group of teenagers into tiny bits, but Goku leapt on him from behind and grabbed his tail.

"You'll do no such thing! Now, Radditz, I am going to get these kids back to wherever it is they came from, and you are going to help me. Understood?"

"Why should I take orders from you, eh?"

"Because if you don't, you almost definitely will be stuck on this planet with them, and I'm sure you wouldn't want that."

"Ugh.Fine, you win, Kakkarot, but this is the last time!"

Goku turned to the little group, the members of which were huddled together, in the midst of conversation. "Kids, we're going to help you get back to your-um, universe."

Owlie-chan turned away from her group of friends to answer. "Joy. Now, how long is this going to take?"

ZestyGnome answered for him. "An indefinite amount of time, I suppose."

"Er, something like that, yeah," Goku added tentatively.

Owlie-chan cracked her knuckles. "So," she asked. "Where do we start?"

Crystal Suranu had the answer. "I think we should find out what caused us to end up in the DBZ world, and then do it again."

"With any luck," continued Owlie-chan, "we should be able to reopen the portal and get back to our time and place."

"It's something to do with the space-time continuum!" came a voice from out of nowhere. It was Tashachu, not surprisingly. Everyone, including Piccolo, who had been ignoring the proceedings up until now, turned to look at her.

"What?" she asked, sheepishly. "It's always like this in the movies. Every time people end up in another dimension, it's always someone screwing around with the space-time continuum." Everyone cast a sideways look in her direction.

"Errr.whatever..." Goku sighed, covering Gohan's ears, lest he start repeating what Tashachu had been saying in front of Chi-chi. "So, how do we figure out who's been playing with the space-time continu- whatchamacallit."

"Space-time continuum, daddy," Gohan corrected, his voice partially muffled by his father's leg.

"Gohan, I'm going to take you home, then try to get these kids back to their home, okay?"

"But daddy, I wanna stay with you!"

"No, Gohan. It might be dangerous, and I don't want you to get hurt. Now, promise me you'll be a good boy and look after mom for me, and then we'll go home."

"But-but, daddy." Gohan choked, his eyes filling with tears, and he buried his face further into Goku's leg.

Goku suddenly became stern. He pushed his son away from him, as much as he hated to do so. "Do as I say, Gohan! Do you understand? This is for your own good!" Gohan stared at the ground.

"Yes, daddy," He tried to keep the tears out of his eyes, but it didn't work.

Goku knelt and gently wiped away some of his son's tears with his hand, leaving a tiny streak of sandy dirt. "There, there, Gohan. Let's go." Turning away from Gohan, he yelled "Flying Nimbus!" to the heavens. The little golden-colored cloud streaked through the sky, coming to a rest in front of him. Lifting Gohan onto his shoulder, he leapt on, calling "Piccolo, keep an eye on Raditz! Make sure he doesn't go anywhere near those kids!" as he flew towards his home.

"Great," Piccolo muttered. "I get stuck babysitting." He noticed something out of the corner of his eyes, and turned just in time to see Raditz running at full speed towards the little group of teenage girls, a massive ball of energy in hand. Thinking quickly, he rushed forwards, tripped Raditz, and did the only thing he could think of to stop him getting up again-sat on him.

"What the hell are you doing, you big green freak?" Raditz gasped. Piccolo elbowed him.

"How do you think I feel? I'm the one who's supposed to be keeping an eye on you." He looked up into the cloudless blue sky, and muttered, "Get the heck back here, Goku, or I'm going to have to hurt you!"



Next time on Dragonball JDI: Goku and Gohan are back at home, but Goku gets delayed by a late lunch break! Meanwhile, back on the "battlefield," how much longer can Piccolo put up with sitting on Raditz? And how much longer will Raditz let him? And, what will become of the inter-dimensional travelers? Tune in next time for the answers on Dragonball JDI! *stupid theme music starts playing*