A.N. I do not own the rights to DBZ or Animal Crossing.

I love fishes 'cause they're so delicious! Gonna go fishin'!

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In some strange turn of events Cell and Frieza found themselves on Earth instead of HFIL. While muscle bound demon workers everywhere screamed as their heads imploded with impossibility, the two villains pondered their situation.

"How is this possible?" Frieza asked in an absent minded sigh. He stared at the palms of his hands then turned them over to make sure that it was all real.

Cell was just as clueless. "I honestly can not remember for the artificial life in me how it all happened. There was bubble gum I think."

"And grated cheese. But it gets fuzzy after that. Why are we here? Out of any place in the universe we end up on Earth? Where is everyone else?" Frieza had gotten over the awe of his new second life and beginning to question it.

Cell shrugged and tucked his arms together across his chest. It certainly was amazing that one of their half assed attempts, both literally and figuratively, of escape had actually worked, but it did not warrant an investigation in Cell's mind. "Well, in any case, we win they lose. Let us go have fun with these miserable humans." Cell sped off towards the nearest city with a vengeful gleam in his eye. Frieza sat down on a nearby rock to review the barage of strange images flashing through his smallish oval head.

Somewhere on Earth…

With a growling gasp, a stern look came over Goku's normally cheery face. He clenched his fist and made wobbly movements with his eye before saying exactly what everyone expected him to. "Did you feel that? It felt like Cell and Frieza! Wait…why am I sensing bubble gum?"

"Of course I felt it, Kakarot! Stop asking me idiotic questions! I don't even know why I came to this stupid barbeque anyway." Vegeta scowled but his gaze remained fixed in the direction which he had sensed the disturbance coming from.

"We're here because these are our friends, mister! You would think with that attitude of yours you would be able to pick up your underwear off the floor! But nooooo, mister Prince of all Saiyans, which by the way is no one now that your planet is destroyed, who can't do a damn thing!" Bulma, who had been standing very close to Vegeta, shouted into his ear.

Vegeta snorted then rasped back, "Maybe if you were a good house keeper and could pick up things like a woman should, there would not be a problem. I bet Goku doesn't have to pick up his own underwear."

Goku gave a big stupid smile. "I don't wear underwear."

"I feel like kicking ass. Let's go investigate," Vegeta grunted, dismissing the entire previous segment of conversation.

"I'll go with you!" the adult version of Gohan sat up from a nearby picnic table where he had been playing Scrabble with Trunks and Goten.

Goku shook his head. "No, son, you're a sissy. Goten? Trunks? You guys want to come?"

"No, we want to finish the game," Goten hollered back.

"Then I guess it's just you and me Vegeta," Goku chuckled. They took a few seconds to power up and then shot of into the horizon.

Some city….

Cell was busy mowing down buildings and strangling fleeing people. Normally, Cell would not have been so mindlessly destructive, but years in the bleak underworld had driven him slightly crazy and vindictive. He blamed humans for all his problems. If they were gone, his soul could have been a plant, an amoeba, or some other half alive thing. Instead he was an android with a program that kept him constantly unsatisfied with the way things were.

It was as this thought crossed his mind that he saw her, a young girl on the roof of a building. Her light pink dress came down to her knees and long golden hair fell over her shoulders. Over her head she held an ipod station which was blaring out "Will you love me, BA-BY? Can't you SEEE? WE were meant to BEEEEEE!" But what caught his attention the most were her eyes. They were bright but sad with the deepest blue irises he had ever seen. They held their gaze on each other. Then he sent an energy blast into the building and blew her up. It was quite the spectacular explosion; the kind of wonderful obliteration that made an evil heart feel two degrees above its normal freeze.

"Cell!" Goku shouted from behind him. Cell spun around in a flurry of anger. The Saiyans had some how managed to sneak up on him but, as usual, had blown any chance of cover by announcing the obvious.

"What do you want, Saiyans?"

"More stupid questions! You really do have a lot of Kakarot's DNA don't you? We are here to kick your ass," Vegeta bellowed.

"Cell!" An oblivious Freiza entered the fray. "It was when we thought about crawling up King Yamma's ass to find a portal! As soon as a group of people think about it, part of that group switches dimensions! That's how we did it!"

There was a swirl of lights and sounds. Cell felt the energy seep from his body. The new constrictions of whichever dimension he was passing into weighed down on his limbs. He could hardly breathe as he crashed into a mat of green mosaic grass. Was he dying again? Was he returning to some dark corner of the underworld?Squeaky voices clamored in the distance. Cell looked up from his sprawled position to see a pointy nose and blue apron.

"I know it's green but it's not a fruit so stop chewing on its foot!" There was a pause as if for a response but it was hard for Cell to make it out in his dizziness. "Well, no. But I think I can hit it up for a binding lease. You know, like the last one. We'll be rich! Well, I will, you can live in your stick hut."

Cell's heavy limbs sunk deeper into a cold rigidness. The already fuzzy world began to fade into a blank darkness until he could no longer sense anything.