"We have Vegeta with 61 points, Goku with 60 points, Master Roshi with 54 points, Chichi with 51 points, Bulma with 48 points, Trunks with 47 points, Mr. Satan with 43 points, Goten with 42 points, Majin Buu with 41 points, Videl and Future Bulma with 35 points, Gohan with 32 points, Future Trunks, and Oolong with 30 points, Krillin with 29 points, 18 with 28 points, Piccolo with 27 points, Launch, Bra, and Marron with 26 points, and, Future Gohan, and Bills with 25 points. To begin, Goku why are you afraid of needles?"

"Because they poke you. They go into your skin."

"Okay…But, Goku, how is it that needles scare you more than battle opponents that can kill you?"

"I like fighting. It gives me a trill."

"But you can die in battle."

"I've been dead before. It's actually kind of fun!"

"So, you are saying you would rather die than be poked by a needle?"

"Exactly." Goku smiled fully proud of himself. Chichi facepalmed. Who did I marry? She wondered.

"I'm sad to hear that, Goku, because you also have a dare. You must have your blood taken by a doctor or else you cannot eat for a month."

"But-" He started to whine, but Chichi's glare cut him off. "Isn't there a three strike limit? So, don't I get a third option?"

"How about this for your third option Kakarot, you can give up fighting. You might as well, since I have surpassed you."

"You surpassed me, Vegeta? When did you do that?"

"Yesterday," he answered looking away.

"I don't like these options. Can't I just spend time with Chichi again?" Everyone glared at him this time. "Okay. Uh, uh-"

10 minutes later Goku's screams could be heard through the building. "No, stop! Make it stop, make it stop!"

"I haven't even put it in yet," the doctor said.

"Wait, you haven't?" While Goku sat puzzled the doctor quickly jabbed the needle in drawing his blood.

"Ahh!" Goku screamed bloody murder.

"Next," The Announcer called, "we have another dare for Majin Buu. Please eat this uni." The urchin was yellow and gloppy looking.

"Okay, Buu try." Buu sounded a little worried as he popped the sushi in his mouth. "Pooey!" He spit the uni out and began to rub his tongue. "Ucky. Buu like sweet things not nasty. Why you give Buu nasty things to eat?"

"I'm sorry Buu. The audience wanted it. As our last dare, Chichi and Bulma could you two perform fusion together?"

"Can we do that?" Bulma asked. "I mean I can't fight."

"You don't need to know how to fight to perform fusion." Chichi said. "We just need to fuse our ki."

"And how do we do that? Just by dacing?"

"Jeez, Bulma. For a genius I would have figured you would know more about this."

"Well, it's not like Vegeta trains me or anything."

"Don't blame me for this woman." Vegeta said.

"Focus the energy within yourself while doing the dance. We have to move in synch." The women tried a few times, Bulma messing up each time. Finally they managed to move in synch but nothing happened.

"Bulma! This is all your fault. You call yourself a genius but you don't know anything about ki do you?"

"I know it can be manipulated but I don't know how to do it."

"Whatever. Kay, Mr. Announcer, there you had it."

"Okay, ladies and gentlemen, we have reached the end of our time together."

AN: I looked up bad tasting sushi and under a discussion board about sea urchin I found this: "I only had it one time...and it traumatized me...basically tasted like a dirty sponge that was used to clean the bottom of the ocean with and then after the ocean-floor was scrubed, it was used as a urinal cake in a subway men's restroom." Wow, lol. I've only had tuna and cooked crab.