It was a calm evening, and the gorgeous Son Chichi was casually chopping up salary while humming a soothing tune. She put the minced salary pieces in a bowl, and reached into the pantry for something. She gasped.
"Oh crap! Don't tell me I'm ou- Rrgh!" She angrily marched over to the stairs. "Goku, dinner's gonna be postponed for a while! I'll be right back! Keep an eye on Goten, okay!?"
All that returned to her calls were loud grunts and sounds of punches. She was relieved, knowing her husband and second son would be occupied while waiting and headed out the door.
She looked out at the road and sighed.
"It's times like this when I wish Goku didn't fail his driver's test. How the hell do you fuck up driving, anyway?"
Meanwhile,
"Hey, dad," Goten said, blocking a punch. "Is it really okay to be training in doors?"
"Relax, just so long as we don't break anythi-"
Goku accidentally pushed a vase off of a mini table, breaking it against the ground.
"... Don't tell Chichi that happened."
The old woman finally came across a grocery store. She gave a sigh of relief as she opened the doors.
"Finally."
Her eyes started to grow heavy, but she didn't feel tired at all. Something scale-y crawled on her face, but she didn't seem to have the strength to grab it off of her, or even to scream.
What's going on?
"The bride of the strongest man on the planet," a voice whispered. "You are very beautiful, he didn't make a mistake. Yes..." He put his other hand on her stomach. "You are perfect for me... Chi-chan."
Chichi's eyes closed, and she fell into the man's arms.
The clerk looked up, as if he heard her moaning, but there was no one there.
"Hmm." He shrugged and returned to the cash register.
Goku turned his head towards the window, his eyes narrowed.
"You feel that, Goten?"
"Yeah," the kid said with a nod. "That's a pretty strong power level."
"It's dangerously high, but it feels like they're subduing it," Goku said, taking a step closer to the window. "It's coming from the city..."
Meanwhile, at Capsule Corp, Bulma was met by a familiar scarred face.
"Yamcha? What're you doing in that ridiculous outfit?"
Yamcha chuckled.
"I've got some great news for ya! I've-"
Before he could finish his sentence, he was knocked over by a small blast from a small boy with purple hair.
Followed by the blast was harsh and proud laughter.
"Ha ha ha! That's my boy!"
"Hey, Vegeta! Trunks!" Bulma snapped. "Don't hurt Yamcha!"
"Whyyyy?"
"Because we need him alive in case we need a decoy!"
"... Yeah, who else is gonna be a decoy?"
Bulma sat back down and looked back at the magazine.
"So what were you about to tell me, Yamcha?"
Yamcha slowly crawled up onto a chair.
"Oh yeah! Krillin and I've-"
He gasped and looked up at the sky. Vegeta and Trunks perked their heads towards the same direction.
"What?" Bulma asked. "Are you three sensing a strong power level?"
"Yeah," Trunks said with a nod. "It feels like they're holding back, though."
"Well...," Yamcha said as he crept into the building. "I'm just going to hide out in here-" Vegeta grabbed him by the collar.
"Because baldy isn't here, you are coming with us in case we need a shield."
Yamcha started crying.
"Help..."
"Shut up and make yourself useful," the Prince growled as he dragged him through the sky.
"Hey!" Bulma snapped. "What about me!?"
"What about you?" Vegeta sneered.
"Uh, in case you haven't noticed, I'm mandatory to the Z-Warriors! I'm tired of standing on the sidelines, I am coming with you!" She gently slipped her hand into Vegeta's arm. "Come on, honey, take me along and I'll give you a kiss. Fair deal?"
Vegeta blushed and dropped Yamcha, letting him crack his head against the concrete. He picked Bulma up bridal style.
"Trunks, you take the Yamcha, okay?"
"Alright, poppa!" the boy said merrily as he swooped the poor warrior up.
"Hey," Yamcha whispered, "you put me down, and... w-we can go get tacos."
"Poppa! Yamcha-san's gonna take us out for tacos after this!"
"Wow, the Yamcha's being unusually useful today."
Meanwhile, on the wide streets.
"Hey, #18," Krillin said in a stern tone, "there's an extraordinary power level somewhere in the city."
"Maybe you should check it out," the blond said. "Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on our Merrin."
"Okay, I'll be back as soon as I can."
The short human flew off in the direction of the power level.
Damn it! Why am I going into this mess? Maybe I should back out now. Yeah. Maybe Goku or Vegeta have sensed it, and are checking it out, too. Yeah! It's definitely not too late to back out-
"Hey, baldy!"
Crap!
"It's a good thing we ran into you," Vegeta said with a smirk. "We need you just incase we need a second decoy."
"Why me!?" Krillin whined.
"Because, I don't like you."
"Hey," Bulma snapped, "be more kind to our scapegoat."
The group landed in the city, keeping their guards up. Yamcha and Krillin were hiding behind Trunks, cowering in fear.
Goku and Goten suddenly popped up in front of them.
"Oh, hey guys," Goku said. "You sensed it, too?"
"Yeah," Vegeta said as he put his wife down. "Don't get in my way, Kakarrot."
The group suddenly turned around, the power level was right behind them.
Footsteps were approaching the group. They grew louder, and eventually someone came into view.
They couldn't see his face, as he was wearing a large black robe. However, they could see his hands. They were blue and scaly, and long yellow claws were a substitute for nails. But what peaked their interest was who was in those blue hands... Son Chichi.
"Mom!" Goten cried.
"Hey!" Goku snapped. "What're you doing with my wife!?"
"Your wife?" His voice was equivilant to nails scraping a chalkboard. "This gorgeous woman is my fiance."
"Trunks-kun!"
"Right!"
"Fu-sion-HA!"
The boys fused together and charged at the figure.
"GIVE ME BACK MY MOM!"
The figure jumped up and kicked the fused kids into a lamp post, breaking it. He revealed his leg to be the same as his hands, scaly with yellow claws.
"Gotenks!"
Vegeta's power level went crazy.
"You...! That's my son!" He jumped twenty feet above the ground. "Gallic Gun!"
"Getes, wai-"
The figure seemed to vanish from his standing point, and reappear above the Prince's head. In half a second, Vegeta was sent plummeting into the ground.
"Vegeta!" Bulma cried.
The figure began to plummet after him to kick him in the gut.
"Scapegoat!"
Vegeta quickly grabbed Krillin, who was right next to where he'd fallen, and used him as a shield. Krillin Owned Count: 1.
"Careful," the figure said, "you might damage her beautiful hair."
Goku quickly got in a fighting stance.
"Leave her out of this, and fight me!"
"I'm sorry, but I can't afford to loose this image of beauty to the dirt falling from your hands."
He disappeared and reappeared again on top of a roof.
"Hey! Get back here!"
Goku used instant transmission to get to the top of the roofs quickly, but the second he'd arrived the stranger's power level had faded. He was in a far-off place where Goku couldn't quite sense him.
He growled in anger, clutching his fists.
"Damn it...! CHICHI!"
Vegeta patted Krillin's back.
"Thanks for shielding me, baldy."
"Aaauuu..."
Searching for help, Goku was able to teleport to the planet of everyone's favorite god of Destruction...
"Beerus-sama! Whis-san! Are either of you here!?"
"Hmm?" Whis popped out in front of him. "Oh, good evening, Goku-san. Beerus-sama is asleep at the moment. You do know your training isn't due until tomorrow, right?"
"It's not that!" Goku cried. "I need to tell you something!"
After a panicked and hurried explanation...
"Hmm. I see, that is a bit of a pickle," Whis said. "Tea?"
"So can you tell me who that was, Whis-san!?"
"Hmm. The way you described him sounds an awful lot like a rival to Universe 5's god of Disctruction, Lagableo," Whis said as he handed Goku the tea cup. "Lagableo has always been a self proclaimed 'lady's man,' and will do anything to get a woman. Even stealing one from her husband."
"Well, in order to save him, I have to go get Chichi back."
"Save him?"
"Yeah. Have you ever tried living with Chichi?" Goku shuddered. "He'll be thanking me once I get her back!"
Whis chuckled and held up a map.
"I don't know exactly where he's heading, but the first spot I'd suggest is a planet not too far from Earth called Mars."
"Alright! Can Beerus-sama help?"
"No, of course not. He's still asleep."
"Oh. Well can you help us, Whis-san?"
"Who do you think's making sure Beerus-sama isn't sleep-destroying!?"
"Oh, alright. Well, I'll see you later, Whis-san."
He popped away.
Meanwhile, back at the wanna-be comic relief...
"'Team Underdog'?"
"Yeah!" Yamcha cheered. "Krillin and I realized that we're nothing but underdogs, punching bags, so we decided to make a change. This team is for-"
Goku popped up.
"Oh, Kakarrot, thank Heaven! I almost had to listen to these two talk!"
"Bulma, good news," Goku said with a smile. "The Planet we have to go to now is in our solar system! Do you mind if we take your space ship?"
Bulma sighed and brushed her hair off to the side. She smirked and gave him a thumbs up.
"Not at all."