AUTHOR'S NOTE:

For those of you wondering WHY Goku isn't referred to as Kakarot, it's because he chose to keep it to honor Grandpa Gohan's memory...plus, it's easier for him to spell. And now, ON WITH THE SHOW, YO!

Later that night, Bulma, Goku, and Raditz were driving through the woods in Bulma's capsule-car.

"Thanks for the assist back there; for someone so runty, you're actually pretty helpful!" Bulma beamed.

"I'm so hungry..." groaned Goku, before Raditz kicked his brother's seat.

"Suck it up, Kakarot. You're a Saiyan, so ACT like it," he snapped. "That means no whining about hunger."

"But Radi-i-i-i-tz...I didn't even get to eat my fi-i-i-i-sh!"

"Well, whining and whimpering won't do a damned thing about it, so CAN IT!"

Eventually, the car screeched to a halt in a clearing, where a little girl was yelling about a red, shaggy-haired, cone-horned, pig-nosed, loincloth-clad monster trying to eat her.

Bulma took one look at the monster and freaked out. "GAAAH! MONSTER!"

The demon shook off his initial shock and turned back towards the little girl. "Looks like I gotta full-course meal!"

But Goku and Raditz were standing in front of the little girl this time. "I don't think so!" yelled Goku. "Because YOU'RE going to bed hungry!" added Raditz.

"Get lost, ya little shrimps!" yelled the monster.

"YOU beat it!" Goku snapped back, as the little girl quickly raced away. "Our grampa taught us it's wrong to pick on smaller people!"

"Just who do you think you are, anyway?" asked Raditz.

Bulma was cowering inside her car. "What are you two, insane?!" she yelped.

The pig-nosed demon guffawed with laughter. "Big words from a pair of runts! You ARE smaller than me! I could eat you two AND your furry tails in one gulp! But that's what happens when ya trifle with the power of the mighty Oolong!" he roared, pounding his chest like a gorilla. "Sure gives ya the willies, don't it?"

Raditz just looked on with a disinterested expression. "Not really. They say the weakest dogs bark the loudest, and you're barkin' awful loud."

"Oh, yeah?" Oolong retorted, sweating. "Well, just wait and see...this dog's BITE is plenty bad as his bark!" In a puff of smoke, the demon transformed into a giant robot holding a bowl of broth and chopsticks.

"Still feel like playin' da hero?!" chortled Oolong. "'Cuz I'll dunk you both in this soup 'til the flesh drops right off ya bones!" he laughed as he accidentally dipped his thumb into the bowl. "YEOOOOOOWW! YI-YI-YI-YI-YI!" he shrieked as he dropped the bowl and cradled his singed thumb.

"NOW YOU DONE IT!" he growled.

"I didn't do anything..." replied Goku.

"In fact, I bet you're not even as strong as you claim to be!" Raditz chimed in.

"Don't be stupid!" yelled Oolong. "I'm the most powerful being on Earth!"

Raditz scoffed. "Oh, yeah, right..."

"Oh YEAH?! And just how strong are YOU?!" asked Oolong.

"Well, before he died, our grandpa DID teach us kung-fu, plus I've been a fighter since I was only two!" replied Raditz, spinning the Power-Pole.

"Really now? If you're so tough, then try takin' down this tree!" retorted Oolong, gesturing to a large oak tree.

Goku shrugged. "Okay, can't be that hard."

Oolong just laughed. "Alright then, give it your best shot!" he replied.

Goku leapt up and slammed his fist right into the middle of the tree before landing back on the ground. A loud CR-R-R-R-ACK sound could be heard as the tree broke in half and fell over with a THUD.

Oolong began to sweat even more than he had before. Unlike him, these two boys could walk the walk AND talk the talk.

"Wouldja look at the time...heh-heh...gotta go!" he stammered, transforming into a bat and flying off into the woods. "See ya!" he laughed.

But Raditz wasn't content with letting him escape, and neither was Goku, so they took off after him.

Oolong was flying as fast as his little wings could carry him, as he noticed that the Monkey Bros. were hot on his trail.

Suddenly, the Power Pole shot out from the branches and struck him in the side of his mouth, sending him flying into a canyon with another puff of smoke.

"Alright, Oolong, what moronic transformation have you whipped up THIS round?" asked Raditz.

His response came in the form of a floppy-eared piglet dressed in a green cap, jacket, and trousers.

"News-flash, monkey boys: THIS IS MY REAL FACE!" he yelled.