Dragon Ball 11

1 – The Beginning of Some Saga

Goku came home after a long adventure, even to the point of forgetting what saga it was anymore. It didn't matter, right? They would still fight some bad guy for endless episodes before claiming victory somehow. Ok, fine, to be precise – this occurred somewhere after the Frieza Saga, but before the Buu Saga, yet as the movies go, it's always a mix and match.

He opened the door, realizing no one was home. Suddenly, he noticed his once arch enemy.

"Freezer...freezer..." he muttered, transforming to his Super Saiyan form. "You'll pay for this..."

As he was about to punch the target, young Gohan appeared from his room to stop him. "No dad, that's a fridge. Not a freezer."

"How could you say that, Gohan? Look at what it's doing to Krillin!" Goku burst out as he opened the fridge.

There inside was Krillin, almost frozen to death.

"15...16...17...18..." muttered Krillin as he shivered. "18"

"What 18?" Gohan asked. "You mean today's date?"

Chi chi interrupted from the kitchen. "Do you guys all think I'm invisible? Well, I'm not going out to fight with the boars anymore, so just go out there and buy me some garlic. We need it to roast dinosaur tonight."

"I think 18's looking for me. Time to leave," announced Krillin.

"What 18?" Gohan asked again.

With a puzzled face, Goku dragged Gohan outside the house. "Let's do as told huh?"

"I wish we had a shopping radar, dad, or else mom would be complaining about us wasting money again. You know, maybe Bulma could help us on that."

"Sorry, Gohan, it's all my fault, isn't it? It's because I don't have a permanent job, so we're only living off interest from the sum I received in the last World Martial Arts Tournament. Every bit counts eh?"

Goku and Gohan returned two hours later with a green alien-like creature in a white and black robe.

"Why did it take so long? It's almost dinner time. If you'd come back later..." Chi Chi demanded.

"Sorry," Goku replied. "Well here's what you asked for."

"Where?" Chi Chi gave the two an astonished look, glancing about.

"Here, mom," Gohan said, putting to the creature they held onto. "We went to the supermarkets, and they said garlic was sold out. We saw Mr. Garlic Jr. on the way, so we thought that'd do. I hope."

Now, would the fight between the Z fighters and Garlic Jr. begin once again for the sake of a fight? Surely, Garlic Jr. knows he has no chance of winning, but maybe he just wants to entertain the crowd?

Oh, and by the way, Goku forgot to revert back to his normal form all this time, because he thought it was 'cool' to keep his hair and eyes like that. When going out, he preferred a more Western appearance than his Asian self.

Author's Note:

Now this is my first fanfic, although I write original fiction a bit. I really didn't know how to approach it. It was just something fun I thought of all of a sudden. Always wanted to write a Dragon Ball related story, but my idea was to rewrite a new story using its concepts. This is based on some of my likes and dislikes and funny things I found in the Anime/Manga, so here goes. Never thought it'd turn out like this. Since it's not so complicated to write, and fun altogether, I'll be continuing this. Until then!