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Two exhausted figures hovered above the middle of the ocean. Suddenly, a bright light flashed and temporarily blinded them, sending them tumbling into the water. After recovering their sight, they observed a giant mechanical shark thrashing about wildly. The sharktacon, obviously misdirected from the Transformers universe, had landed in the Dragonball realm.

"Vegeta, look out!" Kakarrot yelled.

But it was too late. The shark had chomped down on the smaller Saiyan's arm.

"Damn you. I'll blast you to hell!" Vegeta powered up and managed to blow the shark fifty meters away. Unfortunately, his training with Kakarrot had greatly depleted his strength, so the sharktacon remained unharmed.

The mechanical beast charged toward Vegeta again. Kakarrot swam to his friend's aid and intercepted the beast.

"Vegeta, help me!" cried a struggling Kakarrot. He, too, was incredibly drained after their training.

"Why should I?" countered the mean-spirited Saiyan.

"Because, if you don't," Kakarrot replied between gasps, "then you'd have no one (gasp!) to train with (gasp!) and can never claim that (gasp!) you defeated me!"

Knowing that his partner was right, Vegeta joined in the melee. They refrained from using ki-blasts for fear of further injuring each other. After several minutes, Vegeta wrenched the beast from Kakarrot's legs, where it had clamped itself, and flung it away. Kakarrot used the opportunity to blast the sharktacon to smithereens before it hit the water.

The two Saiyans floated on their backs to catch their breaths. Their clothes hung in tatters. Too tired to fly, they began swimming toward shore. Kakarrot was fine for the first 50 kilometers, but then he began to falter and lag behind.

"Vegeta, I'm too tired to swim anymore. That shark thingy really did a number on me."

"Kakarrot, we only have about 100 kilometers left. Just bear down and do it."

Kakarrot swam for another kilometer before he gave up. "Vegeta, I have got to rest."

"Kakarrot, we need to get home for dinner. You know that our wives hate it when we are late."

"Vegeta, I don't care about dinner. If you want to make it home on time, then you'll just have to help me."

Vegeta contemplated the situation. This must be serious if Kakarrot would rather miss dinner. And the Saiyan prince was in no mood to get a lecture from his lovely, if not volatile, wife. "Fine, Kakarrot. But know this, I outlasted you in our fight against that shark thingy."

"Yeah, whatever," came the tired reply.

Kakarrot grabbed onto the smaller Saiyan's neck. Vegeta began swimming toward shore again, with the third-class Saiyan floating above him. After several hours, through tidal waves and whirlpools, they finally made it to shore.

Vegeta crawled onto the sand with Kakarrot still clinging to his back. They collapsed in a heap, and the larger Saiyan rolled off of his prince.

"Man, I am fucked!" exclaimed an extremely fatigued Vegeta.

"Yeah, I know," Kakarrot said apologetically, "I'm sorry, but it was the only way that I could hold on."


The end.

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