Segar's Revenge
by Aaron D.
If was obviously a fine day outside, and certainly one worthy of spending at a carnival. And, as most people know, carnivals are ideal spots to have a date.
And it was exactly that which Son Goku was on. Chi-chi had stormed up to him and literally demanded she take him to the carnival, and Grandpa had always told him to be nice to girls, so he agreed.
Now he was trying to win Chi-chi a nice stuffed unicorn from one of the carnies' games. After watching the other contestants throw softballs which bounced harmlessly off the three glass bottles, he knew he merely needed to use more power. He wound up, wishing he still had his tail to use for balance. But, he still didn't need it.
The ball shattered the glass, which shot back into the wall of the stand, which was immediately crumbled by the force of the softball's impact.
"Alright!" Goku shouted. "I win!" He presented his girlfriend with the stuffed unicorn.
"Thank you, Goku!" Chi-chi said, hugging the unicorn. "That is so-" Goku was abruptly pushed aside by a powerful hand. "Scram, shrimp."
"Hey, doll," The low tones of a infinitely recognizable voice said to Chi-chi, "How 'bout you and me go on a date? Ditch this loser."
"Hey!" said Goku. "What are you doing here?"
A smirk crossed the face of Goku's evil nemesis, Piccolo. "Looks like I'm muscling in on your girl, chump."
Chi-chi looked puzzled. "But I thought you were an asexual demon with no interest in-"
"Not anymore," Piccolo interrupted. "Now I'm all man." He lifted Chi-chi up and put her over his shoulder. "Let's go to the ferris wheel and smooch, baby."
"Help, Goku!" Chi-chi screamed, punching and kicking at Piccolo's torso. The hapless young man rushed the demon, who swiftly kicked him in the gut. Goku doubled over, groaning.
By the time he recovered, he saw the Piccolo and Chi-chi were now riding atop the ferris wheel. Piccolo was trying to force the young girl to give him a kiss.
"Kinto'un!" Goku cried, and the sentient cloud zoomed in under his feet as he jumped. "Hey, Piccolo!" he cried as he neared their car, "Back off! Chi-chi's my girl!"
"Get lost, pal!" Piccolo retorted, ripping off his left arm and using it as a baseball bat. He knocked Goku off Kinto'un, then quickly regrew his lost arm. The young man hit the ground hard, ripping up the concrete for almost twenty feet before he finally was halted.
"Okay," Goku said grimly, "time to stop messing around." He reached a powerful hand into his jacket, grabbing the container he knew would be there. Bringing it out, he squeezed it tightly in the middle, forcing it to pop open. Its green contents sailed up into the air, only to land in Goku's mouth.
"Mmmm," he said, chewing it. He tossed the empty can, labeled simply, "Spinach," onto the ground as he felt its power throbbing through his veins. Goku leapt into the air, his feet turned into rocket boosters. Reaching Piccolo's car, Goku's fists became anvils, and he pounded the green demon over and over again, his last punch sending Piccolo sailing out over the carnival. He didn't see where the demon landed.
"Oh, Goku!" Chi-chi cried, kissing him all about his face. He hopped into the car beside her.
"I yam what I yam," Goku told her. "And that's all that I yam."
Goku snickered. "Arf arf arf arf!" he laughed.
THE END
Explanation: Sorry, this idea kept on nagging at my mind and I couldn't get rid of it. It started when I watched a Popeye cartoon on the Cartoon Network, followed immediately by a promo for...you guessed it, Dragon Ball. The "Arf" thing is how Popeye laughed in the original 1930's comics. Segar is the man who created him. Thank you.
Why didn't Goku use Spinach in his later battles? Maybe it would have been too easy.