"You What?" Bulma yelled. She ran up and started strangling Oolong.
"Ack! I… just… want… to… have… a… rematch…. with…. Goku! Now will you stop strangling me?" Oolong said between gasps. Vegeta quickly pulled Bulma off of him and held her back.
"Girl! He may be an idiot but he will get whats coming to him tomorrow when he faces the stronger opponents!"
Oolong rubbed his throat and looked at Vegeta. "Thanks but one of those stronger opponents wouldn't happen to be you would they?"
Vegeta rolled his eyes and shook his head. Oolong sighed with relief.
"Lets go to our hotel rooms…" Yamcha said nervously.
Everyone agreed and went to bed.
…..
Next Day…
"Hello? Hello? Testing one two… Okay. First we would like to thank all of you fighters for coming all the way here because, of course, if you didn't come, there wouldn't be much of a show to watch. If any of you are of the counting nature, then you may of noticed that there are 137 fights packed in to this hall representing countries and species from all over the world." Said a short man with big white eyebrows and bushy mustache.
Krillen was starting to freak out. "137? And half of them have kneecaps taller then me!" The two men in front of them looked down and glared at Krillen. He freaked out for a moment before looking down in defeat. Oolong started to pat his back.
"Unfortunately," The man began again. "Out of all you guys here, only 8 will get to fight in front of the crowds in the tournament finals. So fight hard in the elimination round and let's try hard not to have any whining."
Yamcha smirked. He was gonna win.
Meanwhile…
Bulma was trying to see through a window but it was too tall. "Gee, whats the point of windows when you can't reach them?" She turned to Purr. "Could you change into a stool?"
Purr smiled and nodded. She changed into a stool but couldn't hold up Bulma's weight.
Vegeta started laughing. Bulma glared. "And why don't you lift me up with the flying of yours?"
"No way, girl!"
"I have a name!"
"I don't see how that's my problem!"
Gohan sighed. Adult or teenagers, it doesn't matter. "Guys! Please stop arguing!"
Back inside…
"Now listen to the rules because I hate repeating them. You will be divided into four tournament blocks. The top two from each tournament block will move on to the finals. We'll be playing single elimination. Person loses when they land outside the ring, become unconscious, or say 'I give up'. But killing your opponent is strictly off limits. Anyone who does so will be disqualified and no weapons either! Claws may be used but only if they're natural. Points decide fights that aren't finished under 1 minute. Now please go to the box and pick a number then look on the board to find your place. And please, no trading."
Krillen opened his card. "93 here."
Goku looked at his. "I have a 7 and a 0."
"So your both in block 3." They turned around and saw Yamcha walking up to them. "What do you have Oolong?"
Oolong didn't look so good. "69. Why do I have to fight Goku now?"
"Isn't that the reason that you entered?"
Oolong blinked. "Oh, yeah…"
A referee suddenly called out, "Will 69 and 70 please come up here? We are about to start the first match."
Goku looked up, "Hey, 70 my number." He jumped up to the arena.
"Good luck Goku!"
Oolong climbed up to the arena too, shaking half to death.
….
"Look, its Goku's turn!" Bulma said, having got Vegeta to lift her up, "And he's fighting Oolong!"
Gohan shook his head. Oolong was sure an idiot.
….
"You have one minute to fight. Begin."
Goku ran forward but he never had a chance.
"I SURRENDER! DON'T HURT ME!"
…
Bulma sighed. "Its just like Oolong to surrender like that." She looked at Vegeta, "Hey, could you put me down for a second?"
Vegeta glared at her but put her down no the less. She dusted her skirt off and grabbed Gohan's wrist.
"I need to talk to Gohan privately for just a second!" She told Vegeta and Purr as she pulled Gohan away.
Vegeta looked at Purr but she just shrugged.
…..
"So…" Gohan started to say when he finally got his wrist back. "Why do you need to talk to me?"
"…" Bulma looked at him the same way Maron had. It didn't help that they looked so similar. "… I know you're not from this time. Would you like to tell me who you are before I tell the others?"
Gohan's eyes widened and he began stuttering. "W-what are you-I mean, how- I mean-"
"Well?"
Gohan sighed. "I'm Goku's son…"
Bulma nodded. "Yeah, that's make sense."
"How did you find out?"
"I overheard your wish on the dragon." Gohan face palmed.
"Now, I won't tell the others if you do one thing for me."
"I'm afraid to ask but what?"
"I need you to pretend to be my boyfriend to make Vegeta jealous!"
Gohan stared and blinked and stared and blink and stared.
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"….WHAT?"
Any twists suggestions would be helpful.
