Title: Yet Another Reference
Synopsis: Something that had to be done – let's just leave it at that!

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As an unusual scene, Sophia and Albel (yes, Albel) were in the Gemity amusement park, pondering a few questions and playing a few games at the same time. Eternal Sphere was a game to the strange yet familiar 4D beings, but it was life for the Defrosted Tuna Team, and so the two had decided to try a different game – Dragonball Z Budokai Tenkaichi Nagai Dai Senshuken Ketteisen.
"Just how long does the name of a game have to be?" Albel groaned, logging his data into the game control.
"Apparently, Tenkaichi Budokai means Strongest Under The Heavens Tournament," Sophia explained. "While Nagai Dai Senshuken Ketteisen means Long Title Championship."
"Long title is right... what were the worms thinking when they named it? Now hurry up and load your data. I can't wait to kick your big butt into submission."
"Why does everyone keep calling my butt big?! For crying out loud..." Sophia quickly shrugged it off before she could get too mad and proceeded to log her data in.
"... and just what do you think you're doing?" Albel growled.
"I'm just logging in, like you told me to. Give me a break!"
"You logged in as Player 1. I'M Player 1!"
"Ah, learn to accept it for once!" Sophia grinned, logging in as Player 1 despite Albel's face, which took on a range of expressions that said everything from "How dare you take my position away from me?!" to "I'll get very sad and cry if you continue..." all the way to "I'm going to KILL you!".
"Player One: Sophia Esteed." The computer spoke. "Character: Pan. Experience Level: D. Player Two: Albel Nox. Character: Vegeta – Super Saiyan. Experience Level: E."
"E?" Sophia asked, smirking. "Albel, is this your first time playing the game?"
"Shut up." Albel retorted. "Your Experience Level is hardly much better! Anyway, I'm at least choosing the level!" Albel punched in a few buttons on the command terminal, browsing through city landscapes and barren wastelands.
"Battle Area: Planet Namek." The computer spoke. Albel was smirking his little smirk until he noticed Sophia playing with the controls.
"What are you doing now, maggot!?" He cried.
"I don't like that level!" Sophia replied. "I'm choosing the City level so that I can smash you into buildings and stuff!"
"Battle Area: City. Area confirmed."
"... I hate you, maggot." Albel sighed.
"My name isn't maggot; it's Sophia!" Sophia protested. "Computer, start!" The wireframe room around the pair began to phase into an urban area, complete with skyscrapers and dome-shaped buildings. Albel's clothes were replaced by a tight blue leotard, and Sophia's were replaced by a short red T-Shirt and short grey jeans. An orange bandana also appeared on Sophia's head.
"Hmph! Nice outfit, worm." Albel sneered. "Just how much belly do you need to show off?"
"Quiet, you!" Sophia blushed. "And what's with your clothes? I can't decide if this is better or worse than the skirt you usually wear!"
"Enough! You die now!" Albel, playing as the furious Vegeta, made a strong lunge toward Sophia, ready to take her down (even though he was inexperienced and would probably lose at the game), when suddenly a new challenger arrived:
"Player Three: Fayt Leingod. Character: Krillin. Experience Level: AAA."
"Are you two fighting again?" asked the comically short and bald Fayt. "Let's see how well you hold up against ME!"
"Sophia!" Albel called. "What does the camp menu say about his Attack stat?" Sophia found a terminal within the game and pressed a few buttons, bringing up the Star Ocean Camp Menu.
"... it's over nine THOUSAND!!!!" Sophia yelled, slamming her fist into the terminal and shattering it.
"What, nine thousand!?" Albel shrieked. "There's NO WAY that can be right? CAN it?!" Fayt stood in front of Albel and smirked, which looked rather funny since he looked an awful lot like Krillin.
"I think it's right!" Fayt replied. "And there's no point in searching the landscape for the Dragonballs, like you usually would in these kind of games – the balls are inert!" Sophia and Albel could only stand and stare at Fayt, exchanging looks of confusion and bewilderment, with just a hint of horror.
"Are you going to try to fill this entire day with Internet references?" Sophia asked.
"Well..." Fayt snickered, turning around. "I wasn't gonna say anything, but check THIS out!" Fayt pulled his trousers down, mooning Sophia and Albel with what looked like a large, red metallic set of buttocks. "DAH NAAAAAAAAAH!"
"What... the Hell... is that!?" Albel stammered.
"I think... it's Gutsman's ass..." Sophia replied. Right when Sophia thought things couldn't possibly get any stranger, a fourth character decided to log in right at that moment:
Player Four: Dominic Morris. Character: Majin Buu. Experience Level: AAA."
"Uhh... who?" Fayt asked.
"Perhaps a friend of yours, worm?" Albel quickly asked Sophia.
"I don't know," Sophia replied. "And stop calling me worm!" Yet another man appeared, sporting short dark hair and green eyes. He looked quite overweight, but this was because the character he had chosen was Buu – in reality he was around average build.
"Hey up, everyone!" He welcomed himself. "How's it going?"
"Who are you!?" Albel demanded. Anyone would think he were officially ticked off.
"Well... this'll sound rather weird, but I'm the author of this collection of stories."
"Fine. What are you doing here?"
"To put it basically, I'm here to apologise to the three of you for this short not meeting the standards of the others. I mean, I had all of these original ideas, but then I just ran out, and went with the overused references instead. But guys, I promise the next story will be better!"
"Will I be able to play battle games to my heart's content?" Fayt asked.
"Will Fayt take me out for a nice romantic meal?" Sophia followed.
"Will I be able to kill everyone else in this farce we call a team?" Albel snickered.
"Well, you'll have to see." Dominic smiled. "But anyways, it's probably best if I log out before you all kill me for the events of this story..."
"Player Four has logged out."
"Crap..." Albel sighed, logging everyone else out as well. "I should have threatened to kill him if one more person says that I'm effeminate..."
"Players One through Three have logged out."
"You didn't have to log us all out, Albel!" Fayt complained. "I wanted to beat you up!"
"Yeah, now we can all see your skirt again." Sophia grinned.
"It's not a skirt, it's a SARONG!" Albel yelled, using his hand to flick his hair back and walking away. "... sicko."